"I? Hey~"

At first, Hua Xiaomi was stunned, then sneered, holding the shellless bare-butt turtle in her hand, and sneered:

"Okay, you green-haired turtle, you dare to pretend to be a god and scare me. Are you tired of living?!"

The turtle shook his hands and feet and struggled non-stop, "Hua Xiaomi, be bold! Let me go!"

Hua Xiaomi snorted coldly, raised her hand and bounced her fingers, bounced the bare-ass turtle back into the shell.

She walked forward and half lying on the ground. She gently held the green-haired tortoise that was less than two taels of yet heavy on the ground to the palm of her hand, poked her head and touched her feet.

In short, he was almost impatient to tease the little turtle, so he asked:

"Green Hair, how could you be here?"

Unexpectedly, as soon as these words came out, the little turtle jumped suddenly and jumped onto Hua Xiaomi's head, constantly grabbing her hair with both hands and feet, and cursed:

"Damn Hua Xiaomi, don't call me 'green hair', no!"

In fact, this green-haired turtle and Hua Xiaomi are old acquaintances.

As early as when she was young, her parents still had her at home. They went to the beach to play and picked up a green-haired turtle.

It's just like this, three inches wide and long, less than two taels of heavy.

I took it home to take it carefully and took it for several years.

But who knew that when the thunder sounded one summer day, the green-haired turtle was left with only a shell!

I really didn't expect that if she hadn't seen each other for more than 20 years, she would have walked out of a corner of the world, but she would have met green hair again here.

It was originally a very happy thing to see a pet when I was young, but who knew that the green-haired turtle was still extremely arrogant and even had spiritual energy to speak.

But even though he didn't hear anything he said, Hua Xiaomi pulled off the little tortoise wrapped around her hair and threw it on the ground and facing the sky.

His fingernails scratched the small tortoise shell on its abdomen, making a "rustling" sound.

"Green hair, green hair! My tortoise son, you have to call me 'mother', and you don't allow the following to call me nickname directly."

When I was a child, I played house and always liked to pretend to be my mother and father. It was very sad that the green-haired turtle became the son of the turtle.

Hearing this, the green-haired turtle looked even more humiliated, and opened her mouth wide, wishing she could swallow Hua Xiaomi and kill her.

"Hua Xiaomi! Damn, damn!"

But she laughed "haha": "Kewu, Kewu, my turtle son, let's dance a turtle dance for your mother."

In this way, each man and a turtle cursed and sarcastic words to each other, and half an hour later.

Xiao Turtle's mouth was dry and his voice was a little hoarse. However, Hua Xiaomi took out a bottle of spiritual wine and took a few sips from time to time, looking a little comfortable.

"I won't come, but I won't come, I'm hungry and thirsty. Come and make some delicious food for me." The little turtle raised his little claws, feeling weak.

Hua Xiaomi turned it over and "wait."

After cleaning his hands, he took the bamboo basket beside him, took out a handful of peach petals, and slowly squeezed them tightly.

The plump petals were squeezed out of the juice, followed by the small jade jar below.

"Go and pick the good peach petals."

The green-haired turtle was ordered to jump, jumping to the branches, chanting in a random manner, and waving its two small claws randomly.

Suddenly, the wind blew up and the peach blossoms were rising all over the sky. It carefully selected a few good colors and sent them to Hua Xiaomi.

He also urged: "Get quicker."

It takes some effort to make good things. She ignored the urging of the green-haired turtle and squeezed the peach blossom juice on her own.

After doing this, she picked dozens of good petals of trees, and then she filled a small jar.

Then he set up a rack, took out a lotus lamp, took out a few flames, and roasted the bottom of the jar.

Brewing wine is a meticulous job. She uses her spiritual sense to control the flames and take it slowly.

While I took the peach petals that squeezed out the juice, mixed them with sea animal milk and put them into a small pot specially cooked with milk.

She picked up the milk pot and shook it left and right twice, then shook the peach blossom petals into small pieces.

She scratched her head and looked up to see the stream flowing quietly in front of her. It seemed like there was a flower pond a hundred miles away.

Purple and white intertwined. Looking closely, they were the lotus standing proudly, with dew rolling on the round green leaves.

I really didn't expect the scenery here to be so wonderful. Hua Xiaomi immediately pointed her hand and said, "Go and dig two pieces of tender lotus root."

Although the green-haired turtle was unwilling to be dispatched by her, she kept muttering, but she still went.

Babies' arms are usually tender, but this lotus root is not used to eat raw, or fry, cook, stir-fry and roast.

She caught a wisp of flame from the lotus lamp, baked a few pieces of fresh lotus root into dried lotus root, and gently pinched it with her hand and it broke into powder.

The lotus root powder is delicate and even, with a fragrance on its own.

She poured the lotus root powder into the stirred peach blossom milk.

Add some fine and loose rock sugar and mix well.

While stirring, I thought about whether to use the rock candy to make it or to attract wealth and treasure. Now I am advanced, I don’t know when I will come out.

Just as I was thinking about this, I suddenly felt the spirit beast bag on my waist move.

Hua Xiaomi quickly opened her mouth and released it.

The tall mandrill closed his eyes tightly, rolled under a peach tree, and made gestures with both hands, and the surrounding spiritual energy swept over.

This will lead to success!

Hua Xiaomi looked happy and threw down the object in her hand and was about to go over, but saw a green-haired turtle rushing towards her and pointing at her and cursing:

"Okay, Hua Xiaomi, I don't know where I coaxed the spiritual pet from. I'm going to fight with you!"

As he said that, he jumped onto her head again and teared her hair.

One person and one turtle made a fuss, and the mandrills had successfully advanced and jumped over.

“Wow, wow, wow…”

Although they are still those two words, they are full of joy.

"Swish~ I've been at the third level, but I can't speak humanly. I've grown big and I'm so useless!" The green-haired turtle over there was very disdainful tone.

Although Zhaocai and Jinbao are stupid, it didn't understand these words, and immediately waved its big fist and slammed it.

Although it has a good temper, it is not a mud-killer. As soon as it has reached the stage, it just happened to find someone to practice.

One blinked and then started fighting, one chased and the other jumped and hid, and scolded each other.

Liu Hua Xiaomi was alone in the wind.

Forget it, let them be called, she will cook her own meal.

Shelves are set up here, and they are placed side by side with the jar of peach blossom juice, and are roasted under the lotus lights.

But although they are all small fires, they are a little different.

Under the jar used to make peach blossom wine, lightly heat up. Under the pot used to make peach blossom cake, cook slowly over low heat.

To prevent the pan from being pasted, she took out the long spoon and stirred it.

Then add koji to the peach blossom juice and distillate it.

After the wine and cakes, one is busy with one, and no one is left behind.

Soon a scent of peach blossoms overflowed, the peach wine was sweet and slightly sour.

The whole jar of peach blossom juice was distilled into half a jar. Hua Xiaomi poured a glass of wine on her own, and the rest was sealed and buried under the tree with yellow mud.

The peach milk was boiled into thick and smooth peach milk. After it was naturally dry, she pinched the water and turned into ice cubes and frozen it into milk.

“Wow, wow, wow…”

At some point, Zhaocai and Jinbao stopped fighting, and they all came up and looked at each other.

"Get quicker, give me a try."

Hua Xiaomi shook her head, took out a knife and cut the milky white frozen into small pieces of three inches long.

Pick a few more tender petals and stick them on the pastry.

This way the peach blossom cake is made.

“Eat.”

The master of the lucky treasure is big, grabbing a handful of them, and the green-haired turtle is only three inches long, holding a pastry that is as big as it is, making her mouth full of smell.
Chapter completed!