The little white mouse Luo Xiaochen was attracted by the aroma and was very willing to be the first person to try it: "Hey, just by smelling the smell, you know that this thing is definitely not bad, a fairy fruit is a fairy fruit!" Head "gudong".

"Wu-" He was about to spray, when Xia Zhiming quickly covered his mouth and snorted: "Good thing, it's shameful, Master who dares to spray is the first to cut you!"

Luo Xiaochen had a bitter face and tears, and swallowed the soup with a death-like expression. He stuck out his tongue for a while before saying, "Nima! It's so bitter that I would rather continue to suffer! Asking and drinking are completely different. What kind of taste, what a fool?!"

"Hey—have you never drank traditional Chinese medicine or what?" Xia Zhiming felt that his exaggerated reaction was a fool, so he also scooped a bowl, sipped it twice, and then took a big mouthful.

Xia Zhiming: "………………"

Luo Xiaochen covered his mouth and said with schadenfreude: "It's shameful to waste a good thing, even if a drop leaks, you have to lie on the ground and lick it!"

After swallowing hard, Xia Zhiming frowned and glared at the master: "This motherfucker is really a fairy fruit?! There is no second place in the world to find this smell!"

The master nodded with satisfaction: "Unpleasant? Unpleasant is right." ╮(╯_╰)╭

Lying on the bed beside him, Fang Siyuan, who was holding the bowl and had not opened his mouth, had a stiff face, and was a little bit speechless by the reaction of his own boss. But immortal fruit is immortal fruit. After Xia Zhiming and Luo Xiaochen suffocated their anger and poured a whole bowl, the two of them became alive and kicking almost immediately, and they even looked much better than when they were in their best condition.

Seeing their reaction, the master was even happier. He excitedly urged Fang Siyuan and Mu Tou to pour the soup, and then instructed Shito to bring everyone to the cafeteria and distribute the soup one by one. For a time, the entire cafeteria was "sorrowful", and the howls like slaughtering pigs continued one after another.

Ye Zhao twitched the corners of his mouth and couldn't bear it any longer, so he followed Nie Renyan to get some ingredients from the cafeteria, and planned to go back to the hut where the two lived to make a meal, so as to appease Luo Xiaochen and his group of guinea pigs.

Chapter86

Nie Renyan's cooking speed has always been fast, but the healing effect of Luanshu fruit is obviously faster. When he and Ye Zhao returned to the cafeteria and planned to ask Luo Xiaochen and the others to eat, the people who were stunned and gray-faced had turned radiant, not to mention the plague, it seemed that all diseases, big and small, would be cured along the way. .

When the body got better, even the mood became cheerful and cheerful. People who had been tortured by various ancient shòu before and became numb and became more silent were rarely chatting together in twos and threes in the cafeteria, while waiting. The recovered canteen chefs have a good lunch to celebrate.

However, there were also many people who got up and went back to the dormitory to rest for a while. Ye Zhao and Nie Renyan avoided a group of people, opened the curtain of the cafeteria and went in. At a glance, they saw Luo Xiaochen, he and Xia Zhiming, they were helping the master The rest of the soup that was not used up was put into several pot-bellied porcelain jars, and when the bottle was full, it was handed to Shishi, who plugged the stopper and sealed the mouth and threw it into a cloth pocket.

Ye Zhao and the others have seen the master take out a lot of fresh herbs from the inside, and it is estimated that it is a suitable space to preserve these things. With the juice from this luan tree fruit, it will be easier to deal with any fatal injury in the future. It's a pity that only one tree will grow on the scarlet-colored gallbladder, and after it bears fruit once, it will quickly wither, and no second tree will grow again.

When Ye Zhao and Nie Renyan passed by, Shi Shi was sealing the last bottle. Luo Xiaochen and Xia Zhiming carried a handle of the bucket and walked towards the back kitchen at the other end of the cafeteria.

The master was still sighing bitterly: "Hey, it's a pity, it's a pity that a gallstone grows only one tree and bears one fruit, such a sacred thing, reserve more, and it will come in handy in the future."

"Okay, old man, don't be greedy." Nie Renyan patted the back of the master's head and said, "It's normal for a fetish object to be scarce. If the streets are full of these things, wouldn't it be a mess?"

"How many times have I told you not to pat this old man on the head! Huh? It just doesn't have a long memory!" The master jumped and stomped twice and said regretfully, "Yeah, if this fruit is everywhere, then people will be fine in the future. shòu is good, I come here every year, everyone is not afraid of injury, can cure anything, doesn't it become an elixir in disguise..."

After thinking about it, the master still felt very sorry when he touched his beard.

While chatting, Luo Xiaochen and Xia Zhiming, who were going to deliver the bucket, came back. The two seemed to be talking. When they approached, they could hear Xia Zhiming say, "...I seem to have seen Ye Zhao talking to him."

"Really? Such a coincidence!" Luo Xiaochen raised her eyebrows in surprise.

"What did you say?" Ye Zhao asked in confusion, "Who did I talk to?"

Nie Renyan fell ill as soon as he heard it, and said, "Who dares to be fat and dare to carry my father and my daughter-in-law behind his back—Pfft!" Before he could finish speaking, Ye Zhao stabbed him in the elbow.