I have a little field in the future

Chapter 58 Tomatoes

The red fruit in front of me is bigger than the ones brought out by other Feng Laos, about two tall, and much larger than the ones on other trees. The ones I saw before were only as big as apples, but now this one is as big as a grapefruit .

And she also found that the toxins were much more than the small ones, which probably filled half a tomato.

"Dad, this is called a tomato, or a tomato, not a red fruit," Qin Mengmeng corrected.

'Tomato', Qin Zhuo looked at her.

Thinking of what she said just now, I realized that what she said must have some truth.

"Okay, red fruit, tomato, no tomato, then just do this with this tomato", Qin Zhuo didn't adapt all of a sudden, and almost called out wrong.

"Well, pick them off first, and then remove the toxin inside," Qin Mengmeng instructed him.

'Okay', Qin Zhuo's 100% support for his daughter's request.

'Zhaoer', seeing that Qin Zhuo was going to pick the red fruit called tomato, Qin Yao wanted to stop it.

But he was suppressed by Feng Lao and his relative Feng Ling one by one.

Qin Fengling: 'Don't make trouble'.

Feng Lao; 'That is, if you don't know, don't mix it up'.

Qin Yao was anxious, and pointed to his nose; "I don't know, I'm just messing around, do you know what you're doing, it's a red fruit, but it's a red fruit that can poison even star beasts."

"What do you know, go away", Qin Fengling didn't want to explain to him now,
He just wanted to know how Qin Mengmeng separated those toxins.

And Feng Lao also looked excited, and he didn't care about Qin Yao any more, he walked up to Qin Mengmeng with a flattering expression; "Little Nightingale, look at Grandpa Feng, what can you do for you?"

Qin Yao; '.'.

When did Feng Lao look like a dog, he was looking at his father and younger brother, what did he miss.

Seeing Feng Lao, Qin Mengmeng smiled and said, "Grandpa Feng, can you go and prepare a small pot for me?".

"What small pot", Feng Lao looked at her in confusion.

"It's the kind of cooking", Qin Mengmeng gestured on her father's optical brain.

Looking at what was displayed on Qin Zhuoguang's brain, Feng Lao frowned; "Okay, I will prepare it for you as soon as possible."

Originally, Qin Mengmeng didn't have much hope for him, but when he heard that he could prepare, he immediately became interested.

On Qin Zhuo's optical brain, not only pots are drawn, but also shovels, spoons, chopsticks and plates.
She drew all the sets in the kitchen.

Feng Lao's eyes were a little complicated, he didn't know what was going on in her little head, why it was full of weird things.

Although these things are not difficult to get, he has never seen them before.

It's time to go to the people who made those machines.

Fortunately, the Advanced Adventurer Academy has it.

After copying a copy of Qin Mengmeng's paintings, Feng Lao left in a hurry.

Qin Fengling rubbed her hands; "Well, little Nightingale, see what grandpa can do for you."

'Humph'! !

Qin Mengmeng glanced at him, then turned her head proudly.

She didn't forget that it was this old man who had made her father give up on her more than once. Giving up was tantamount to killing herself, so why did she bother with him.

Qin Fengling touched her nose in embarrassment, and asked Qin Zhuo with her eyes; why did she ignore me.

(End of this chapter)