Don’t Mess with Shennong

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Wang Ping'an didn't even care if Bingxuedan could heal those people's injuries. There was no cure for them, and there were alternatives to force drugs. In short, these people could not die.

Even if there is no effect at all, then what?

Anyway, I don't make money by treating diseases, and honest farming is enough.

Those who are injured can go to the real medical school for treatment. This kind of trauma with ignition properties should be able to help the real medical master.

When Wang Ping'an walked to the gate of the orchard, he could vaguely hear that the crowd's exclamation and joyful cheering came from the entrance of Yaowanggu, it should be that Bingxuedan had a therapeutic effect.

"Tweet, tweet!"

A few screams of birds suddenly came from above the orchard. A burnt and depilated golden eagle was miserable, hovering in a circle in the air before it fell staggered to a peach tree.

At this time, although the golden eagle was very large and close to an adult body, its feathers were almost gone, and it was not known how it flew with dozens of feathers on its body.

"Silly sculptor, how did you burn it like this? Have you encountered the parasite of the worm?" Wang Ping waved at it and stretched out his arm.

The golden eagle hesitated, flapping its wings and falling on Wang Ping's arm.

There is a thin dress on his arm, but the golden-carved claws are as sharp as a knife, and there is no difference in this layer of clothing.

"Tweet, quack ..." The golden eagle snorted a few times, as if explaining the incident to Wang Ping'an.

It's a pity that Wang Ping'an didn't understand bird language, nor silly glyphs, and didn't understand what it was saying.

"Okay, I know, you silly eagle is not injured, will not come back at all, nor will it bring me some game to improve my life, typical white-eyed wolf."

Wang Pingan scolded, but flicked the body of the golden eagle with aura, carefully checking it for parasitic worms.

Judging from the residual situation of the fire attribute breath, the fire worm must have lived on the golden eagle, but for some reason, the fire worm's breath disappeared, and the golden eagle returned to normal, still alive.

"Fortune telling you." Wang Ping An saw him fine, scolded a few words, took a bottle of Shennong mineral water from the system warehouse, poured a bottle cap, and put it on the side of the golden carving mouth.

The golden eagle felt the breath of Lingquan, his eyes suddenly lit up, he said nothing and drank his head.

Wang Ping poured all of the Shennong mineral water remaining in the bottle cap into the mouth of the golden eagle, and then said: "Just find a tree for a night, drink the spring water, and the effect of cleaning up the fire poison is stronger than Bingxue Dan. , I wo n’t be able to die in half an hour. "

After talking, Wang Ping raised his arms gently, and the golden eagle spread its wings and flew up.

The sparse feathers were struggling hard, and in the air, a sharp voice was drawn, and they fluttered a little, but the flying ability still exists.

It was in the center of the orchard, and found an old peach tree that was a little taller and fell on the top of the tree.

Wang Wang, Wang Wang.

The yellow dog is the most keen. He has heard the golden eagle's voice for a long time, and found its trace quietly, and yelled suddenly, so that the golden eagle shuddered.

However, it knew that the rhubarb dog was screaming fiercely, but it didn't dare to treat itself, so it glanced at it contemptuously, and continued to squint and rest on the treetop.

Wang Ping'an was afraid of the yellow dog's cry, which affected everyone's sleep. He shouted, and the yellow dog quickly calmed down.

When he came back, everyone had slept.

After Wang Ping'an returned to his room, he fell asleep and stayed up all night, and spent the day smoothly.

The next morning, after getting up and washing, he saw Gu Qingcheng feeding birds in Taoyuan by the window on the second floor.

In just one night, the golden eagle regained its spirit. Although the feathers were not complete, it looked all around, with an arrogant gesture.

Gu Qingcheng fed it to eat raw wild pork cut into small pieces, it actually raised his head in disgust, did not look at her.

"You are injured and eat more meat to recover quickly. Come and take a quick bite, just a bite?" Gu Qingcheng was still struggling to persuade.

Wang Ping'an stood by the window and shouted: "This silly eagle is owed to clean up. Pump it up and it will be honest. You don't have to be so polite with it. If you don't eat fresh wild boar, would you like to eat dragon meat?"

Wang Ping's voice shouted, and he suddenly scared the golden eagle, and almost fell off the branch.

It may drink too much Shennong mineral water, and often heal in Wang Ping's orchard. It seems to understand people's words.

Wang Ping'an was fierce, and he immediately took it from his heart. He lowered his eyebrows and swallowed a piece of wild boar.

"Oh, don't be so fierce. It's all burned by fire. It's sick, you have to be gentle on it." Gu Qingcheng turned around and blamed Wang Pingan with a strange look, dissatisfied with his harsh attitude.

"Oh, which beast is tamed by people, don't go through some clubbing or something? Forget it, let's toss it." Wang Ping stretched out and changed his clothes downstairs.

Chef Snake is performing a guardianship mission in the village. No one is cooking. Xu Qing is busy working alone in the kitchen.

Seeing Wang Ping's going downstairs, she ran out immediately and offered something like a treasure: "Today I made an omelette with love. I just learned it. I tried it successfully. You and I can't give it to others."

Having finished speaking, she brought out Wang Ping's share from the kitchen.

On a large round plate, two heart-shaped omelettes were placed, a cupid arrow was drawn with tomato sauce, and some bright vegetable and fruit salads and bread slices were placed next to it.

From the appearance alone, this loving breakfast is indeed perfect.

But every day for breakfast, besides eating it, there are other people, such as Gu Qingcheng, Gu Dongli, Laiwang, and the War Commission.

You only make two loving breakfasts, what do others eat?

Moreover, this portion is not enough for Wang Ping ’s to eat, and after eating all, it will not be full.

I looked at the time and it was already 8 o'clock. There was something else this morning. Wang Ping said nothing else. He sat at the table and prepared to eat.

"Right, where did my mother go?" Wang Ping asked smoothly.

"I went to the village to pay my condolences. I was afraid that it would be unsafe. I also asked the big yellow dog to go with her." Xu Qing said with invitation.

At this moment, Gu Qingcheng came back and debunked: "Is the yellow dog following you? Is it possible for you to use the yellow dog?"

"I don't care, anyway, when I said that, the big yellow dog left with my aunt." Xu Qingyang proudly showed off.

After washing his hands, Gu Qingcheng sat at the dining table and found that he didn't have his own breakfast. He was suddenly unhappy, frowned slightly, glared at Xu Qing, and glanced at Wang Ping'an again, feeling ignored.

"What about my breakfast?" Gu Qingcheng pouted slightly and asked dissatisfiedly.

"I did it myself, and I'm not a cook. It's been very hard to make two loving breakfasts." Xu Qing's small plan succeeded, not to mention how happy she was, almost couldn't help laughing.

"Oh, okay, when the Huaxi Hotel opens, I'm going to find some super chefs from the Emperor Capital City. I only cook northern-style dishes every day. I eat it all by myself, and I won't leave it to you at all."

Gu Qingcheng was so angry that he found a bunch of fruits from the tea machine and prepared to eat a fruit dinner to solve the breakfast.

At this moment, Tang Shenyi's voice came from the door of the villa: "Master, I'm here. I want to report to you what happened last night."