In the plain and simple descriptions of other villains, this seemingly ordinary Cheng Ritian has such cool skills.
She couldn't help but look at Cheng Ritian's condition, which showed that he was happily working.
Maybe his skills are related to emotions, and the content of his state expression is more detailed than the others. But he doesn't know whether the so-called explosion will cause damage to himself.
Cheng Qing shook her head, she wouldn't try it easily.
Although she was shocked by Cheng Ritian's skills, she did not ignore Cheng Jack. At a glance, she saw that this little guy had dug several small pits and calculated the proportion of raw materials used in each pit by drawing vertical lines.
Quite an idea.
Is it time to put learning cultural knowledge on the agenda?
Cheng Qing slapped her forehead. She had created a bunch of fish, and she had to take responsibility for it no matter what.
First of all, you need to make a plan. It would be too time-consuming and troublesome to use Pinyin to enlighten people step by step.
Short stories are a good choice.
And she can't protect them every time they go out for adventure.
Like what happened last time when Cheng Tom accidentally tricked Cheng Aotian, it can't happen again.
She gestured on the ground, and Cheng Jack let out a whimper.
Cheng Qing didn't know whether he understood what he was going to do. Seeing that he patted her chest with satisfaction, he raised his eyebrows and asked, "I want to make the hot spring pool smoother. Can you make these usable?"
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Cheng Jie Ke tilted his head, quickly picked up a ball of something that was not much different from mud in Cheng Qing's eyes, jumped into the hot spring pool she dug, and threw the 'mud' on the bottom of the pool with a snap.
Smooth.
Cheng Qing didn't need to say much, he squatted down to study for a moment and then jumped out, ran into their house, held a handful of weeds, threw them into the mud pit of his own body, and stirred vigorously.
After that, he repeated the action of wiping mud into the hot spring pool, back and forth, and the entire pool was smooth. Except for the two footprints left at the beginning, all other locations were very even.
He stood by the pool and stared at the small footprints. He slowly straightened his eyes and turned his big head back and forth, as if he was looking for something.
Finally, his eyes were fixed on Cheng Aotian who was closest to them.
Cheng Aotian was pushing a trolley back and forth between the canal and the fruit branches, watering the branches one by one with a bucket. He felt someone's eyes watching him, and raised his eyes to meet Cheng Jack's eyes.
Without Cheng Qing forcefully getting in touch, the seven little ones got along very harmoniously with each other.
One tall and one short did not know what they were communicating silently. Cheng Aotian shook his head and continued to pour the water, but Cheng Jieke stopped.
His naturally smiling lips straightened immediately, and he rushed behind Cheng Aotian aggressively, stretched out his arms and hugged Cheng Aotian over.
Before Cheng Aotian came to his senses, he quickly turned him upside down, lying on the edge of the pool, and used the top of Cheng Aotian's round head to smooth out his remaining footprints on the bottom of the pool.
When Cheng Aotian woke up, he had already been carried back. He touched the wet mud on the top of his head in a daze and immediately came to his senses.
The whole thing exploded.
Picking up the wooden stick that mixed up the mud, Cheng Aotian rushed towards Cheng Jieke with a roar.
Since he smoothed the footprints, Cheng Jie Ke feels that he has become perfect. A smile hangs on his face again, and he raises his head to Cheng Qing Yang, which means that he has completed the task perfectly. Therefore, he did not notice the explosive Cheng Aotian at all. For a moment, he was caught.
Sweeping the wooden stick, he plunged into the hot spring pool with unsteady steps, leaving his two legs outside swinging in panic.
Cheng Aotian stood by the pool, leaning on his hips and taking action.
Cheng Qing didn't understand him anyway, so he fished Jack Cheng out of the bottom of the pond in a state of confusion after watching him curse and leave.
The little guy wiped the thick wet mud off his face and didn't understand what happened. Until his eyes regained their light, and when he saw the small human-shaped pit printed on the bottom of the pool, he exploded too!
Fighting usually requires words and deeds. Two people, one tall and one short, rolled into a ball, their arms wrapped around their arms, their legs pinned together, and they fell to the ground in a deadlock.
Then... there was no movement.
Cheng Qing watched them gnashing their teeth and glaring at each other, shouting curses at each other, patted their heads, turned around and went back to the house and turned a blind eye.
Fortunately, the seven little ones didn't have the bad habit of forming cliques. At least Cheng Qing saw the other five running over happily from the window, and chose to watch instead of interfering.
Cheng Qing was speechless and went out to ask them if they wanted to eat a melon and some melon seeds.
Even if she didn't want to care about it, she took a look at Cheng Ritian's emotional state. Fortunately, there were four words "melon-eating people" hanging on it. As long as he was in a stable mood, he could say anything.
Cheng Qing sat at the dining table, exchanging supplies and adding an extra meal to himself.
At this time, the video and private messages sounded at the same time. Zhao Anna and Meng Chun sent video applications at the same time, and the private message was sent by Chen Tiantian.
She first replied to Chen Tiantian, wait a minute, and picked up the video. Before she could ask what was going on, the two women inside held their respective bowls in exaggerated manners and spoke in unison.
Zhao Anna: Oh my God? What kind of meat is this? It’s so fragrant. It’s a hundred times more delicious than the scorpion legs you gave me before. I drank all the beer I had stored in the good wine for it.
Meng Chun: Great girl, just tell me how I can eat stew every day. Do you think you like me? I can carry it and resist it, and I can also be warm in winter and cool in summer.
Zhao Anna: I don’t have to eat every day, just one or two bowls occasionally! Although I can’t keep you warm in the winter and cool in the summer, I can catch everything in the sea for you.
Meng Chun: I don’t want two bowls, I want one bowl, one bowl every three days, no, one bowl a week, as long as it doesn’t cut off my hope of living!
You talked to each other, as if you were renting money, and Cheng Qing had no chance to reply. Outside the house, there were two little cats scolding each other, and inside the house, there were two women nagging. Cheng Qing rolled his eyes and couldn't bear it.
Interrupt them: Tell me the important point, sisters?!
Zhao Anna, Meng Chun: I want to eat stew.
They all said in unison, within half a second.
Cheng Qing: If you want the stew to be delicious, you still need a lot of seasonings. Star anise, aniseed, salt, sugar, and chili are the most basic ingredients.
Although there was no real thing to compare with, Cheng Qing's temporary ingredient menu contained photos and details of plants. She rummaged through and found information on several seasonings. A packet of small peppers and one seed were considered one ingredient.
Go and look for it yourself. It's not worth redeeming, but you can take a screenshot.
She took a screenshot of the fruits that needed the condiments and a picture of the seeds, and sent them to the two of them.
Cheng Qing: Sister Anna, you can try drying salt and use it for trading later. Sister Mengchun’s volcano actually has rich soil. If you find a suitable location, you can try to plant seeds of a condiment.
The two nodded wildly.
Zhao Anna: How to dry salt? We sign a contract as usual. I will learn the method and give you a share.
Meng Chun: Me too, I have never heard of farming.
Cheng Qing was satisfied in her heart. She wanted to give them some advice. The most important thing was that she couldn't just keep making progress. Others always made slow progress. If they all wanted to develop, why not bring in someone she knew better?