‘Effects of consumption: vary from person to person, long-term, slight effect.’
‘Ingredients: Sweet potatoes that have been to another world and still thrive...'
Isn't it? Mai Fan quickly turned around and opened the door to the kitchen.
In his garden, everything changed.
The energy body after the cataclysm was too active, although Maifan's tavern only appeared briefly once or twice.
But there was still energy from there that entered his garden along the cracks.
Let’s not talk about the changes in the flowers, just talk about the soil in the garden...
It has changed from an ordinary yellow soil to a dark, green, nutritious soil that I don’t know what to call.
Also, these plants have been baptized by the world of cultivating immortals, and now they are nourished by residual energy.
The appearance is still the same...
Mai Fan, who possesses special powers, can keenly feel their extraordinary core.
“What the hell…”
This kind of thing is simply beyond the reach of ordinary people.
From now on, except for selling the things here in the market, I am afraid there will be no way to entertain ordinary people.
Mai Fan carefully closed the door to the backyard.
But when he returned to the kitchen, he actually had two more large sweet potatoes in his hand.
He used the tavern stove to cook two pots of sweet potato porridge, wanting to test the effect of the porridge.
As for the changes to the hardware facilities of the tavern.
He looked like the entire hall had been painted white...
He had no idea that this shabby, wood-colored tavern would one day move towards a civilized society.
"How is this going?"
‘This is a substance taken from the spider webs secreted by small races... It has the functions of lighting, repelling insects, sterilizing, disinfecting, and purifying the air.’
‘Most suitable for use in business premises with high traffic volume.’
‘No matter how many people come, no matter how dirty the air in the venue is...'
‘This magical paint can automatically purify you.'
“The effect is comparable to the effect of a hundred powerful air purifiers and ten cleaning workers cleaning day and night.”
Okay, Mai Fan was about to say that air purifiers are actually useless.
But now, he is very satisfied with the changes in the tavern.
“Wait, there’s another question...where do these paints come from?”
It was quiet all around, and the tavern began to pretend to be dead.
Mai Fan blinked, okay, it’s better not to get to the bottom of some things...
It’s time for him to go back, take a rest, and enjoy the atmosphere of real life.
How beautiful the reality is. As soon as Mai Fan returned home, he was warmly welcomed by Dahei and Xiaobai.
It’s just that if he didn’t hear the next conversation...
Then life should be better.
‘Why hasn’t our servant cooked for us? He’s been away for a long time... I’m almost starving to death.'
‘Yeah, boss, since we stopped hanging out on the streets... we really can’t get used to the picnics there.'
Mai Fan looked at the two cats purring in his arms and thought... Is this the psychology of these two little guys?
He tried to speak: "Didn't I open a can of fish for you when I left?"
“You guys haven’t been polite to me about that bag of cat food over there. How did you not take the initiative to eat it yourself?”
The two cats stared at Mai Fan with big innocent eyes and blank expressions on their faces.
“Haha, maybe I’m overthinking it.”
You can understand what the other person is saying, but the other person cannot communicate with you.
But then...
“Oh, come on, can he understand what we are saying...”
"How is it possible? He doesn't look very smart, so how can he master the language of animals?"
