Cheng Qing jumped up and sat on the big rabbit, but unexpectedly it was not knocked over. She specially took a hemp rope, thinking that if the rabbit would not cooperate, she would put a rein on it and train it slowly.
The performance of Big Rabbit is really surprising.
Whichever direction Cheng Qing pointed his finger, the cat jumped obediently.
Although the range of take-off and landing is a bit larger, the distance covered is very long. Cheng Qing got used to it and gradually found the most stable riding method according to the frequency of rabbit jumping.
Most importantly, she felt the speed of a rabbit digging a hole.
The digging is really fast and good. When encountering a strong enemy, it is no less than having one more option to advance, attack, retreat or defend.
Cheng Qing patted the big rabbit's head appreciatively, avoiding its particularly nervous ears.
Of course you should treat your own mount with care.
It may be that the many experiences of escaping from death left an indelible mark on the big rabbit's mind. Even if Cheng Qing let it go, it still wandered around and did not leave.
Cheng Qing called Cheng Mary and asked her to lead a team to plant a grass garden for the big rabbit.
When Cheng Mary left, a large field suddenly became one-third empty. Seeing the little people busy and unable to stop, she finally felt a little guilty.
It's time to add some brothers and sisters to them.
Just do it. Cheng Qing sat at the door of the house, took a bowl of water, and started mixing the mud.
It's been a while since I squeezed a little person for the first time, and my hands are a little raw, and the mud can't be gathered into a ball.
She thought for a while, took out a bag of lime, and poured a little bit into the puddle.
Although my hands were a bit burnt, I succeeded this time. I finally made the outline of a human figure. If the upper body was too wide, I added some dirt to the head. If the lower body was too long, I pulled the neck upward. I dug out the crooked smiling eyes with my fingernails and clicked on them.
The small mouth, slender figure and well-proportioned limbs make her feel great.
Cheng Qing felt that she performed well this time. She mainly pinched the villain to half the height of a human being, and the face was bigger, so it was easier to portray. She even pinched the small hands and feet completely.
Finally, a large strand of hair was taken from the long-haired rabbit and placed on the top of the mud man's head.
The smoothness of the kneading made Cheng Qing more interested, and he made four little figures standing side by side.
"Cheng Ritian, Cheng Liangchen, Cheng Jack, Cheng Su." She called them one by one. As soon as she finished speaking, the game system sounded in time.
——Congratulations to Cheng Qing, a land player in area D-10, for successfully creating the third batch of humans. Since this is not the first time, there is no reward.
Cheng Qing: There is no need to give a special notice...
A burst of light flashed, and the little people came to life. The three children of the Cheng family realized what they were doing, and they all put down their work and hurried back.
Cheng Qing didn't even get to talk to the four freshmen, and the two immediately made eye contact.
The three little ones in front didn't know what they had discovered, and the low-pressure atmosphere dissipated instantly. They all raised their chests and raised their heads, looking down on the four newly born big ones.
Cheng Ritian was born with an IQ, and his level of emotional expression seems to be in line with his predecessors.
They first tilted their heads in confusion, raised their eyes to glance at Cheng Qing, and then stared at the three little ones in confirmation. Repeated several times, the four curved smiling eyes and round mouths immediately became straight lines.
He looked at Cheng Qing accusingly with a 'you're partial to' attitude.
Okay, here are four more little guys who haven't learned anything yet and are jealous of the first place.
She touched Cheng Su's flowing white hair and said, "If you have any problems, you can solve them yourself. Once you've solved them, go in and have breakfast." After saying that, she went back to the room, closed the door, took out the corn and raw meat, and prepared to cook a pot.
Braised pork and corn stew.
I eat too much fast food and really miss the hot dishes from my hometown.
If you don’t have enough seasoning, use instant noodles seasoning packets to make up for it.
She was clinking and chopping corn in the kitchen. There were seven chirping sounds at the door, and occasionally there was a scent of herbs outside the window.
This is life!
It is said to be braised in soy sauce, but without the seasoning combination, the cooking method is naturally much simpler.
Before closing the lid, she put in a small piece of fresh ginger and a few heads of white and tender garlic. While it was simmering over low heat, she took out the breadfruit and sweet potatoes.
Walking out of the door, I came to the location where the bonfire was originally lit. This place has been reset, and there is no trace of flames on the land.
She built a simple barbecue grill, lit the fire, and when the temperature was almost warm, she put a few large sweet potatoes on it.
The appearance of breadfruit is like a coconut with the shell removed. Use your fingernails to dig along the middle seam to easily peel off the soft shell, revealing the milky white flesh inside, revealing a faint milky aroma.
It can be eaten raw or roasted.
Cheng Qing took a small bite and found that it felt very similar to bread. He took a small bite and found it was soft and sweet.
She didn't shell them and threw a few breadfruit directly into the fire, looking forward to the smell after they were roasted.
Because the pot was small, Cheng Qing did not prepare portions for the little people. Originally, she planned to let them get the food they were interested in. Everyone had a lively meal and naturally became familiar with each other. However, when they returned to the door, no one saw them.
, leaving only a pile of white hair on the ground.
Got your hair pulled out from a fight?
Cheng Qingzheng guessed the reason, and four refreshed half-human figures walked out of the room. They held brooms and dustpans, their eyebrows curved.
The three little ones following them touched their bald foreheads dejectedly. When they found Cheng Qing, their beady eyes showed a trace of grievance.
Cheng Qing... She simply had no idea. Did they quarrel over those hairs on their heads?
Do they think she wants to be hairless on purpose?
This is definitely not her aesthetic taste!
Cheng Qing silently breathed fragrance, but could not curse even a single word.
How to scold them? Do you blame them for their aesthetic deformity, or should you blame your own head for not living up to expectations?
She returned to the house depressedly, lifted the lid of the pot, and immediately regained her energy.
Oh my god, it smells so good!
Although the seasoning is limited, it cannot stand up to the high quality of the raw materials.
The sweetness of corn mixed with the rich aroma of meat. If there was rice, she could eat three big bowls by herself.
It was said to be breakfast, and it was not too long before 12 noon. She didn't care about anything else, and asked the seven people behind her to clear the table and bring the small pot up.
It was such a success in cooking for the first time. Cheng Qing was instantly confident. She freed up the small pot, took out another new pot, repeated the steps together, and stewed two more pots.
"There's one pot for you in it." In the other pot, she decided to serve the two young ladies on her friend list.
Food tastes better when shared.
After giving instructions, Cheng Qing quickly ran out and picked out all the sweet potatoes and breadfruit on the campfire. If there was stew but no staple food, it would be missing a soul.
However, when she rushed back to the room excitedly, the scene in front of her made her eyes split open and her whole body exploded!
Damn it, she was going to skin the lion and eat its meat alive!
A small pot of stewed meat with soup and corn, the kind that had been licked clean by a shrinking lion and the pot didn't need to be cleaned.
Not feeling it was enough, he licked the remaining oil stains on the bristles at the corners of his mouth and stared longingly at the kitchen.
That is to say, the kitchen door is small and it cannot squeeze in. Otherwise, Cheng Qing suspected that this starving ghost would not let go of the two pots of stew on the fire.
What kind of pet is it? What an injustice! You should go back to heaven and serve as a mount for the Bodhisattva! Old Sun can’t hold on!
The third update is over!!
Thank you Nanjun Ruiming for the cute tip and pen refill~~