The children in the family have all grown up, and they are all tall and tall. The quilts they used before are no longer long enough. They often care about their heads rather than their tails, and have to curl up to sleep in the winter.
Furthermore, among the children, even Zhang Yu, the youngest, has only been married for a few years. When you get married at this time, among other things, you must prepare a new quilt and mattress for the newlyweds.
Zhang Guifang has been worried about this for the past two years. What should I do if the quilt is not long enough? I can only add a length to cover it, but I can't let the newlyweds cover it with this kind of quilt when they get married, right?
She also asked someone to buy some, but it couldn't stop the fact that there were many children at home, and they were all growing, so in the end all the cotton became cotton jackets and trousers for several children.
Although these ten kilograms of cotton are not enough, they can solve my sister's urgent need. And since I can get it, it means that there is such a thing in the system's treasure house, and I will definitely get it again in the future.
Of course, this is under the premise that the system does not cause trouble.
With the first unexpected surprise, Zhang Yu was full of expectations for the contents of the next few boxes.
He opened the eighth blind box with great anticipation, and then saw a pen.
Zhang Yu was not disappointed, as long as he had something and it wasn't a used diaper.
He picked it up and tried to draw it in the air, and this time he realized something was wrong. Although he hadn't written on the paper yet, Zhang Yu promised that this was definitely the smoothest pen he had ever used in his life.
The lines are smooth and the grip feels particularly comfortable, as if it was specially customized for his hand.
Clicking on the introduction above, it turns out that this is a specialty of a certain world. That world has a strong literary style and is rich in various writing instruments. This pen was made by a famous pen-making master in that world, who had mastered his skills in his later years.
Made from.
Even though this pen alone was not worth a thousand gold in that world, its price was twenty or thirty times the weight of the pen in gold.
Looking at the above introduction, Zhang Yu's eyes lit up, and he hung the pen on his chest without hesitation.
He will use this pen from now on.
Finally, something good came out. With high expectations, Zhang Yu opened the last two boxes in succession.
Then a bottle of ink was opened from the ninth box, and a very delicate small wooden box was opened from the tenth box. After opening, there was nothing inside, but looking at the depression on it, Zhang Yu suddenly felt that it looked familiar.
After a while, Zhang Yu put the pen hanging on his chest into the box, and it fit perfectly.
Zhang Yu let out a sigh of relief. It was really what he thought. This box was a pen packaging box.
Zhang Yu turned his head and looked at another groove in the corner of the box, and then placed the ink in that groove. Sure enough, it was just right.
Seeing this, Zhang Yu felt a little disappointed, and at the same time secretly cursed in his heart, are these three things really not the same thing?
Wasn’t it really split up by the system?
Sure enough, since that upgrade, the system has become stingy.
Zhang Yu lamented the stinginess of the system in his heart, while comforting himself that it was already very good now. Compared with the cow dung and used diapers some time ago, now it is just a prize divided into three parts, occupying three draws.
Just an opportunity.
Don’t be angry, don’t be angry, you still have something now, right?
After comforting himself, Zhang Yu looked at the number of draws on the page and there were still many more.
So with a wave of his hand, he fired 20 consecutive draws.
Then what happened next completely shocked him.
I don’t know if I noticed that Zhang Yu said he was stingy, but this time there was indeed no cow dung or used diapers in the system.
Instead, they were replaced with ten pens, five boxes, and thirteen bottles of ink.
Looking at the pile of pens placed together, Zhang Yu was in a daze. Didn't he say that they were made by the master himself and were unique to him?
Why can he draw so many in one day? Is the system introduction really correct? Is it really made by the master instead of designed by the master?
With his last hope, Zhang Yu opened the last two boxes.
Then the contents of the last two boxes really surprised him.
“Ginseng!”
It’s the ginseng he’s been obsessed with, and it looks bigger than the two 50-year-old ginseng he signed last time.
Zhang Yu took the ginseng in his hand and felt that his nose was clear just by smelling it.
Smelling the strange fragrance emanating from the ginseng in his hand, Zhang Yu knew that this ginseng was definitely good, even better than the one he smoked last time.
Opening the introduction on the system page, it clearly says Ling Shen.
Zhang Yu was extremely excited when he saw the spiritual character.
Is it the aura he was thinking of?
Is there really spiritual energy in this world?
Then the next word he saw disappointed him again. There were fake words written behind the spiritual ginseng.
This is a pseudo-spiritual ginseng.
However, after reading the above introduction, Zhang Yu felt that pseudospiritual ginseng was actually quite good.
Not everyone can tolerate a treasure like spiritual ginseng.
If you think about it carefully, it is indeed the case.
Just like those magical elixirs described in later novels, which of them does not contain huge energy, how can the meridians of ordinary people withstand it?
That is to say, he has the halo of the protagonist. Otherwise, if it were any ordinary person, once he took those elixirs, he would probably not be able to cleanse the essence and change the marrow, soaring on the spot. Instead, he would most likely be exploded by the energy in the elixirs.
This is the end.
And the spiritual ginseng is estimated to be the same.
Thinking of this, Zhang Yu became happy again.
Even if he really got the spiritual ginseng, he wouldn't dare to give it to his uncle and the others. Without him, the medicine would be too powerful and would be harmful to the human body.
This kind of pseudo-spiritual ginseng is just right. It is more effective than ginseng, but it is not as powerful as spiritual ginseng. Together with the prescription given by the old doctor, it is just right for my uncle and the others to regulate their bodies.
But even if it is pseudo-spiritual ginseng, the effect should be better than the ginseng he checked in last time. In this case, the original formula may not be suitable.
It seems that one day he will go to the old doctor again and ask for his help in adjusting the formula.
After making the plan, Zhang Yu breathed a sigh of relief, but his mind suddenly went to another place.
With the system's virtue, since it allows him to draw fake spiritual ginseng, it means that there must be better things in the system's treasure house, such as real spiritual ginseng.
Since there is spiritual ginseng, then there must be a spiritual world. Then will he be able to draw any skills or the like in the future?
Thinking of this, Zhang Yu began to fantasize involuntarily. If he could get the magical skills in the novel, how would he practice them? What would he look like after practicing?
He doesn't expect to live forever, be able to control the wind and rain, and just be able to fly over the walls and pick leaves and flowers as described in martial arts novels.