Chapter 1764: Farming to Make Money to Support the Ancestors! 17

The ancestor, who had not felt this way for many years, looked at the little girl next to him and was quite surprised by this experience.

Just like a child who finally got a toy, he can't help but want to reach out and poke it twice.

But the ancestor is an ancestor after all, not a child of a certain age. Novelty is novelty. The main thing that the ancestor thinks about now is how to better stay.

Thinking about the little girl saying that there are recipes and seasonings in the kitchen.

The ancestor who couldn't even recognize the kitchen utensils frowned.

What he lacks is some recipes. Are there any seasonings for the dishes?

What he lacks now is a pair of hands that can cook.

He frowned and considered the few understandings of cooking in his mind.

The two of them arrived in the kitchen.

The kitchen in the hut is external and looks a bit awkward. It seems that after the house was built, it was discovered that there is no kitchen. Although it is possible to eat without it, it seems a bit uncomfortable if not eating. After all, nothing will happen to their family. To become a little expert in cultivation, you must enjoy life, right?

So I made up for this feeling again.

The kitchen is connected to the spiritual spring water. As long as the bamboo board is moved, the spiritual spring water will flow down the half-cut bamboo tube to do some cleaning work for those spiritual plants and the like.

A little further inside there are pots and stoves, which are the kind of stoves that require a fire. However, the firewood used under the stove is not ordinary firewood, but air-dried spiritual wood. This kind of firewood can burn for a long time.

Use it when you light it, and extinguish it when you don't use it. It may be impossible for mortals to control it, but for immortal cultivators, it can be said that it is very easy to control this fire.

Standing in a strange place, looking at all kinds of strange things, the ancestor fell into deep confusion. He lowered his eyes and saw the little girl sticking her head out from behind his body.

There are also a lot of circles here.

Obviously not very familiar with this place.

Isn't this her home?

Bai Xingjian paused slightly.

Then I suddenly had an epiphany. No wonder I had to leave someone to cook. Maybe...this little girl couldn't do it either?

Chu Ci looked around, and when she looked up, she saw Bai Xingjian's dark eyes staring straight at her. She couldn't help but paused slightly, blinked and took a step back.

Seeing that he was still staring, and finally being stared at, the little girl frowned, took a step back while holding her skirt, and looked back, "What are you doing?"

"nothing."

Bai Xingjian, who felt that he had discovered the truth, shook his head, raised his hand to roll up his sleeves, then looked around, then turned his head to look over, paused for a moment, and said, "Where is the recipe?"

Chu Ci, who also had poor common sense, but was not as wasteful as his ancestor, took his ancestor to look through everything in the kitchen.

In order to prevent the ancestor from throwing the whole vegetable into the pot, Chu Ci specially washed it and then cut it.

The little girl also rolled up her sleeves and lowered her eyes, her eyes serious and focused. It's just that such a focused and serious expression seemed a little inconsistent on this white and tender face.

The exposed little hands are also white, like lotus root joints.

The ancestor standing next to him stared straight-eyed.

After sniffing the little girl's aura that inexplicably made him feel comfortable, the ancestor's eyes narrowed slightly.

He didn't feel like he was acting like a pervert at all, and he still maintained a serious face.