Transmigrated To Ancient Times To Farm And Build A Kingdom

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Shen Rong pushed open the door.

"Chang Xia, it's time to get up for breakfast!" Shen Rong said softly.

Chang Xia tucked himself into the animal skin quilt, arched one by one, and arched towards the Babu Kang bed. The forgotten memories of last night resurfaced in my mind.

Chang Xia's whole face was flushed, and she was so ashamed that she didn't know why.

Depend on-

Originally, she was the one who provoked Shen Rong.

Unexpectedly, Shen Rong was attacked and caught and kissed for a long time.

The feeling of water and milk blending makes Chang Xia feel both comfortable and embarrassed.

"Oh! Got it." Chang Xia whispered back to Shen Rong through the animal skin quilt.

Shen Rong covered his mouth and hid all the laughter in his mouth.

If Chang Xia heard this, he would most likely become angry and lose his temper again.

Although he thinks Chang Xia like this is super cute, he must not say these words. If you say it, Chang Xia will probably be angry.

"Hurry up! Wait... Nanfeng and the others should come here." Shen Rong reminded.

After saying that, he walked out of the room.

He knew that if he stayed and didn't leave, Chang Xia would probably not dare to get out of bed.

"..." Chang Xiajing waited for a while to confirm that Shen Rong really walked out of the room. Only then did he get out of the animal skin quilt, gasping for breath. After holding it for too long, she almost suffocated herself to death. She knew that Shen Rong didn't lie.

At that time, it was probably even more unclear.

After a while.

Chang Xia got up and plucked up the courage to walk into the kitchen to wash.

"Shen Rong, what do you have for breakfast?"

"Soup powder. I pressed the fine powder with a dough ball, and the soup is chicken stock."

The soup noodles are delicious, and the dough can't be fermented without the slight sour taste. The fine powder doesn't have much toughness, but it still tastes good when eaten.

"Not broken?" Chang Xia was slightly startled and said in surprise.

Shen Rong said: "It's not broken, it looks okay."

"It is estimated that you are very energetic when you knead the dough." Chang Xia guessed. Thinking about it, next time it rains, I have to think about making dry powder. There is a lot of fruit powder in the cellar. Fruit powder is easy to get wet. The dry powder is more durable and easy to carry.

After all this, it seems that it is very busy to stay at home when it is raining.

Thinking about jade ornaments, making flour, and waiting for news from Su Ye.

In this way, every day is very fulfilling, and there is almost no space for leisure.

Soon, Changxia finished cleaning.

Shen Rong handed the prepared chicken soup powder to Chang Xia.

Chang Xia took the chicken soup powder, drank the soup first, and then stuffed the powder into his mouth.

Not to mention, the chicken noodle soup is very fragrant. Unlike fish meal and bone soup powder, chicken soup powder is fragrant in one word, probably related to the pheasants in the Twilight Forest.

Before, the chicken, duck and goose tasted very good.

"Delicious!" Chang Xia gave Shen Rong a thumbs up, and she felt like she could eat another big bowl.

"Chang Xia, what's delicious?"

As he spoke, the sound of the south wind resounded in the cave courtyard.

How did Nanfeng hear what Chang Xia said in the small living room, even though it was so far apart? Sometimes, I really have to admire the power of foodies.

"It smells like chicken soup."

"Chang Xia, do you have chicken soup for breakfast?"

Chang Xia looked at Shen Rong and shrugged, his nose was not asleep either.

"I eat chicken soup noodles, not chicken soup." Chang Xia replied. After speaking, he looked at Shen Rong again and asked in a low voice, "Shen Rong, how much fine powder have you made?"

Chicken broth is enough, but it's hard to tell if there is fine powder.

Shen Rong looked at the funny Chang Xia, followed her example, and said softly, "Don't worry, the portion is enough. I deliberately made more, just in case they would come over early in the morning."

Speaking of which, Shen Rong was really prescient.

"Anything else? Let me have some..." Nanfeng said neatly.

Behind them, Maple Leaf Nuanchun and the others silently looked at Nanfeng who rushed into the kitchen. This cub is really helpless!

"Kongshan, when did she become so cheeky?" Maple Leaf asked lightly.

Kong Shan coughed twice and said in a low voice, "You don't want to eat Changxia's chicken noodle soup?"

This said.

Suddenly, Nuan Chun and the others on the side speeded up their pace.

Show your desire to eat directly with your actions.

"Chang Xia, I—"

"Hey! Don't push me, I want to eat chicken noodle soup too."

In an instant, everyone pushed me and pushed them all into the kitchen.

Chang Xia held a bowl of noodles, ignoring the group of starving ghosts. Fortunately, she got another bowl in time, and the rest is up to them to start fast.

Shen Rong also sat on the wall and watched, watching Nan Feng and the others compete.

"Nuanchun, you have already had breakfast at home, give me this bowl of noodles." Nanfeng took the wooden chopsticks and put fine powder in the sieve. The two competed for the last bowl of noodles.

In fact, Nanfeng had already taken a bowl before.

However, Nan Feng felt that she could eat two more bowls.

In the front, Maple Leaf Kongshan is the most neat, scooping the chicken soup with a bowl of flour, and then entering the small living room and taking a seat. Just like Chang Xia Chen Rong, he eats while watching a play.

Yadong is the most chicken thief, eating from his own bowl.

At the same time, he secretly rubbed his eyes on the bowl of noodles that Nanfeng started with. Nanfeng and Nuanchun competed for the last bit of noodles, and the first bowl of noodles did not contain soup.

This is not...

The south wind powder has not been grabbed yet.

My previous share was quickly stolen by Yadong.

Yadong picked up Nanfeng's bowl of noodles, poured it directly into the bowl he had eaten, and then added the chicken soup.

He moves too fast.

Waiting for people to react.

Yadong snorted and ate.

"south wind-"

Chang Xia Youyou called Nanfeng's name to remind her.

Nanfeng released his hand, and the powder in front of him was directly taken away by Nuanchun. She looked back stupidly, only to find an empty wooden bowl in front of her.

"Fan, where did my fan go?" Nan Feng wailed.

Unfortunately, no one appreciates her performance. Everyone buried their heads in the powder, and had to talk about it. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

Nanfeng looked around, his eyes fixed on Yadong.

"Yadong, you are courting death—"

Obviously, Nan Feng guessed that the person who stole her fans was Yadong nine times out of ten. Except for him, no one in the room could do such a dishonest thing.

Yadong didn't deny it, he shoved the powder from the bowl into his mouth three or two times and finished the soup.

Putting the wooden bowl down, facing Nanfeng showed a regretful expression and said, "I'm done! As expected of chicken soup noodles, it's just a word fragrant."

Talk, smash your tongue.

Seeing that Nanfeng was burning with anger, she put the wooden chopsticks on the powder sieve, and kicked Yadong with her feet. Yadong was already prepared, and when he lost his bowl and chopsticks, he went straight to the courtyard of the cave.

"Ah! I'm going to kill you."

"You don't have to run, Yadong, stop for me."

Chang Xia sighed after drinking the soup, "Ah! It's another lively day, I hope there will be good weather."

During the rainy season, the weather is very unstable.

Chang Xia looked forward to two more days of sunshine, and spread the snowflake slate in the cave courtyard.

"Elder Yami said that there are still two or three days of sunny days." Maple Leaf said.

The tribal elders can discern the weather and make few mistakes.

Hearing that, there are still two or three days of sunny days, and Chang Xia is immediately overjoyed.

"Chang Xia, you clean up the dishes, I'll go to the cellar to get the resin, melt the resin and put it in the kitchen or go to the cave courtyard?" Shen Rong asked.

Chang Xia said directly: "The cave courtyard. The resin melts and smells so bad, don't put it in the kitchen."

"Okay." Shen Rong said: "Kongshan, please build a stove in the cave courtyard later. I'll go to the cellar to get resin, start early, and finish early."

"Okay!" Kong Shan said.

They came early today, just wanting to take care of the Changxia family cave courtyard one day. With templates, it's easy for them to do things in the future.

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