If Sirona hadn't used her mobile phone to check information last night and told everyone that pregnant people can't help but eat sour food, Luther wouldn't even have remembered that he had such a skill.
What does Qidao lack most?
Fruit trees!
Planted all over the mountains and fields, the harvests were bumper for two consecutive years. Even after selling them for money, there were still a lot of fruits left in the icehouse.
Luther usually takes some of these fruits out every now and then to make a fruit plate, Mai uses her traditional skills to make various juices and wines, and the Queen Bee takes some away to reward the hardworking three bees.
For three whole years, Luther actually forgot that with so many fruits, you can choose the right ones to make fruit sour.
He didn't know about other areas. Luther had traveled to major cities in Sinnoh before and had basically never seen anyone selling fruit sours.
Whether there is a market for fruit sours, Luther wasn't sure about this before, but after seeing Mai's excited expression and thinking about the traditional technique of freshly squeezed juice from the Soragi family, it was not difficult for Luther to come to a conclusion.
Qidao has made new progress.
“Another income comes from this year!”
"Call Kojiro and the others over. I'm going to give them a new mission. This new income may bring us a big surprise!"
Luther smiled and coaxed Mai into bed: "Okay, okay, Miss Mai, I will definitely get up early and call those three guys over to wait for you and wait for your arrangements."
"Now, you'd better look at the clock. I went to bed early, so you have to make arrangements tomorrow."
"oh."
Seeing Luther covering herself tightly with the quilt, Mai lay down obediently and stopped fussing.
Suddenly, she turned to look at Luther.
"Can I have another piece..."
Luther stared at her with a smile.
After a while, Mai pulled up the quilt and covered her mouth.
"Okay, don't eat, don't eat, go to sleep."
The lights in the room were turned off by Miaomiao. In the darkness, Luther sat on the bed and called Cresselia.
Tonight was Gengar's night patrol, so Cresselia had been watching the night scene from the observation deck. When she heard Luther calling, she immediately got down.
"Let Mai have a better dream."
Mai said: "It's not necessary, I slept soundly."
"You'd better accept it honestly. Cresselia has been holding back for a long time. Since becoming your elf, you have never enjoyed her care once. Instead, Darkrai has made guest appearances several times."
"Now that you are pregnant, and they are thinking of doing something, it would be too hurtful for your own elf to refuse even if you refuse."
Luther's words made Cresselia nod frequently.
What the hell is this?
She is the serious dream god. Weaving beautiful dreams is her ability and a skill she is proud of.
But that guy Darkrai actually became the spokesperson of sweet dreams on the island. Anyone who suffers from insomnia will come to him. Although the process of falling asleep is rough and makes people feel the fear of falling into the abyss, the sweet dreams that follow
The experience was very good.
To sum it up in one sentence, it’s good for everyone who has used it!
Whenever Sirona stays up late and suffers from insomnia, or her biological clock is inexplicably disordered, she will use Darkrai to forcefully correct it.
Cresselia said more than once that she could do it, but Sirona's expression and eyes revealed a doubt.
"Can you really do this?"
Then Sirona will find a reason to continue asking Darkrai for help.
Cresselia was really hit hard. She felt that most of the meaning of her existence was deprived of most of the meaning of her existence by Darkrai.
Feeling aggrieved, she ran back to Mai for a hug and comfort.
Mai, who realized all this, looked at Cresselia with a dim light in the dark room and sighed.
"Then please." Mai said, "I want to order a dream similar to Mariluli's."
Cresselia tilted her head, not fully understanding Party A's request.
"You can eat all kinds of delicious food without being stopped by Luther!"
Luther rubbed his forehead, thinking that he was a bad guy, right?
That night, Mai, who had always been concerned about her figure, completely fulfilled her desire to eat a lot in her dream, so much so that the next day she had to be careful to change her pillow to one that was not wet with saliva.
Luther got up early in the morning and prepared breakfast for Mai according to the nutritional ratio. He then woke up the resting trio on time and asked them to discuss the fruit acid business plan with Mai after eating breakfast.
After finishing all this, Luther just wanted to sit down and enjoy his red bean bread and sweet milk. Sirona, who had adjusted her schedule, suddenly appeared next to Luther, while Adu sat down from the other side.
These two people sandwiched Luther between them, one on the left and the other on the right. Directly opposite him was Dawu.
What kind of posture, torture?
"Tell me, what did you do when you were so anxious to buy a glass jar yesterday?"
Luther, who was holding red bean bread in his mouth and thinking about the purpose of these three people, was stunned.
"I've been working on it for a long time, and that's what you want to ask," Luther said, "just to make a snack."
"Snacks?" Dawu frowned, "You bought glass jars just to make special snacks?"
"Otherwise?" Luther was stunned by the question.
The three of them looked at each other.
"I thought you asked Huo Yanhuo to buy glass jars in a hurry, and even directly removed the door of the house, and generously paid double the price. Did you have some wonderful idea to realize, and it was just a snack?"
Sirona's reaction was bigger than Luther's, and she was so frightened that the milk in Luther's cup almost spilled.
"No, just wait a moment."
Luther stuffed the red bean bread into his mouth, then raised his head and took a big gulp of milk to drink it down.
"Explain to me clearly what it means to open someone's door!"
A'Du asked curiously: "Huo Yan didn't tell you?"
"No."
So A'du told Luther a piece of news about Qidao that was circulated in the Sinnoh region today.
Different from the boring news in the past, today's news is of a type with unclear meaning.
Luther was in a hurry last night. When Huo Yan went to Binhai City, there were only a few businesses selling glass jars of suitable sizes that were open.
I finally found one, but the doors were closed. I heard that I only wanted to buy a few glass jars, so I didn't bother to open the door again.
So, Huo Yan tore down the door of the house...and later paid the repair costs to the stunned boss.
The boss didn't know Huo Yan and couldn't understand why buying a glass jar could make such a big difference, so he posted this interesting story.
He didn't know Huo Yan, but some of the people watching when he opened the door knew him.
So, this morning, everyone who woke up and checked their mobile phones suddenly discovered that there was new news on Qidao.
"Qidao broke into the store and bought glass jars at double the price. What do you want?"
Looking at the group of people who were serious about analyzing the reasons why Qidao purchased glass jars at such a high price, Luther stood head and shoulders above the others.
He just wanted to satisfy Mai's stomach!
"Fire Goose!" Luther couldn't help shouting in the early morning.