Chapter 992: fruitful

"Gudong Gudong."

In the clay pot, the milky white animal milk was constantly tumbling, and the aroma almost spread throughout the stone village.

"High-end ingredients are often cooked in the simplest way, with a stalk of Saussurea..."

"Add one more soul-eating mushroom..."

"There are still three thousand lives for you..."

Meng Chuan kept throwing something into the animal milk.

"Finally, add a little bit."

Meng Chuan mentioned that the little bit who was looking at the clay pot beside him was about to stuff it inside.

Little bit strangely did not resist, instead he actively wanted to dive into the clay pot and immerse himself in the ocean of animal milk.

It doesn't matter whether you can get in or not.

"Snapped!"

Meng Chuan patted Tiny's **** with his backhand to make him be more honest.

"Uncle Meng, are you okay? Hurry up!"

Smell the scent of animal milk and urge Meng Chuan.

"Shut up! Don't talk like me!" Meng Chuan yelled a little bit, how can you talk like that!

"Oh!" Xiao Dudian didn't care, all he cared about now was animal milk.

After a while, Meng Chuan took the clay pot down, lowered the temperature of the clay pot to a normal level, and handed it to Xiao Budian.

I used to drink milk with a wooden spoon, but now...

I saw Xiao Budian holding the clay pot, reaching directly to his mouth, and starting to...

After drinking about one-third, Xiao Budian stopped, stretched out his tongue and licked the animal's milk beside his mouth, and looked at Meng Chuan with bright eyes, full of worship.

"Uncle Meng, your craftsmanship is so good!"

"It's fine if you like it." Meng Chuan touched Xiao Wu's head.

"Wow!"

Suddenly, I heard a sound of exclamation from outside, and I looked outside with no doubt, not knowing what happened.

"You go out." Meng Chuan said, dismissing the little one.

Then Xiao Da put down the clay pot and ran out.

"No more animal milk?"

"I'm full!" Xiaodian replied, the energy in the animal milk is very strong, and it takes a while for Xiaodian to digest.

"Then take it out, take a sip whenever you want?" Meng Chuan said with a smile.

Xiao Budian blushed, and said shyly: "No, Xiao Budian is already an older child and can't drink animal milk. Everyone knows that he will laugh."

"Hahahaha." Meng Chuan laughed first, the aroma of this animal milk spread throughout the village, who didn't know that you were drinking animal milk secretly again.

Little Budian ran out in a hurry.

It has been two years since Mengchuan entered the era of chaos.

Xiao Budian is already three and a half years old, and he is the older child in his mouth.

Of course, he still lives on animal milk.

Meng Chuan took over the work of boiling milk for Xiao Budian from Shi Yunfeng very early. Of course, this was requested by Meng Chuan on his own initiative.

"Feeding"

And the animal milk made by Meng Chuan was naturally much better than what Shi Yunfeng had made before.

After all, the raw materials and "condiments" are relatively advanced, and they are also precious materials in the Great Wilderness.

These materials can be easily collected, whether it is Meng Chuan or Liushen.

Two years are enough to make a lot of changes.

Obtaining Meng Chuan's Immortal Phoenix Art, Liu Shen's recovery speed was obviously greatly accelerated, and in just two years, he drew new branches.

This is a very big improvement.

And Xiao Budian had his own name in the past two years, and Shi Yunfeng named him Shi Hao.

Of course, this is the name Xiaodian's parents told Shi Yunfeng when they sent him to Shicun.

It's just that at that time, no one knew whether Xiao Dadian could survive, and Shi Yunfeng never said.

Now, it can be regarded as let Xiao Budian return to his real name.

Glancing at the clay pot, Meng Chuan muttered in his heart.

"It's probably even harder to wean Xiao Budian now."

After all, these animal milks made by Meng Chuan are treasured medicines, which are infinitely beneficial to the small dog and make people want to stop.

Some older children in the village, sometimes smelling the scent of milk, couldn't help swallowing.

Then Meng Chuan walked out of the room and came to the empty lot of the village.

It is very lively here, and the children are showing themselves with various things.

Stone pier, **** cow, heavy tripod.

Some seven- to eight-year-old children lifted the Qianjin Ding one after another, making the faces of the adults blooming with joy.

This is far from achieving this when they were young, and now it has been realized by their own little cubs, which is more exciting than their own strength improvement.

And seeing Meng Chuan coming out of the house, everyone called out Mr. Yuan together, and everyone looked at Meng Chuan with respect.

In the past two years, Meng Chuan has been recognized by everyone in Shicun and has integrated into this simple and friendly desert village.

Yishi Kindergarten has achieved remarkable results in teaching. It is of course Meng Chuan's contribution to the fact that so many children are now able to lift up a thousand catties at the age of six or seven or eight.

As for the people in Shicun, Meng Chuan is the one who makes their children better and makes their children more talented.

This allows them to maintain a high degree of respect.

Meng Chuan nodded in response to everyone, and came to Shi Yunfeng and several elders.

"They are all good children." Meng Chuan looked at the little skin monkeys in the center and smiled and affirmed.

These little kids who are throwing stones and lifting a tripod now use pure physical power, not bone power.

"It all depends on Mr. Yuan's teaching." Shi Yunfeng's old face was full of smiles. He is no longer called Xiaoyou Yuan, and changed his name to Mr. Yuan.

Old man, your name is Chanchang.

"Their own talents are indeed very good." Meng Chuan said.

He did take most of the credit, but the people in Shicun really have to say that talent is all right.

It can be said that almost everyone in Shicun has good or bad talents for cultivation.

Even people with poor talents, as long as they have a cultivation inheritance, have a certain amount of cultivation resources, and insist on practicing, there is still no problem moving the blood realm or approaching the blood realm before entering their old age.

Of course, this is the most ideal state, because even this very simple condition cannot be met by Shicun.

The inheritance of Shicun has been lost. The cultivation resources are a great waste. For a village like Shicun, the countless fierce beasts are not resources, but things that can be fatal at any time.

This is a paradise for the strong, and everyone in Shicun is not the strong.

There is also persistence in cultivation, and there is enough time to practice this.

Everyone has to run for the family, for the life of the village, no one knows which hunting will die outside.

There are many people in the village, but there are only a few people in the village.

Compared with Shi Hao and the others, they can only move blood in their later years, and they can't pull it across.

But you must know that there are more people in this world who have no talent for cultivation and cannot step into the threshold of cultivation for the rest of their lives.

After all, it was the descendant of the Seven Frontier Kings. Although it had been so many generations, the blood diluted by the king was almost gone, but it still existed after all.

For Meng Chuan, targeted teaching is easy.

"Small, what are the ghosts doing?" Meng Chuan saw the small stubborn in the crowd at a glance.

"Come out and show it!"

When called by Meng Chuan, everyone turned their attention to Xiao Budian.

"Huh, don't you think it's so sweet, why are you drinking milk again?" An eight or nine-year-old kid sniffed and shouted.

Xiao Budian flushed suddenly and hid behind the crowd again, very shy.

He does have a smell of milk all year round.

"No, I'm three years old and I don't drink animal milk anymore!" Xiao Budian argued with a blushing face, voice grandma's.

"Hahahaha." There were bursts of laughter in the clearing, looking at the cute child.

Everyone knows that he is still drinking animal milk.

Then Meng Chuan walked over and carried him out, and asked him to lift the tripod.

How can you also show it, otherwise, how can you highlight the excellent education level of your brother Meng?

Xiao Budian is still too short now, and the tripod is too big, so he got directly under the tripod, and then lifted Qianjin tripod up with a "swish".

This shocked everyone in Shicun, this is just a three-year-old child!

However, this is not the end.

Even if there is no Meng Chuan, a small person can still lift the tripod at the age of three. With Meng Chuan, it will naturally change.

Meng Chuan also asked Xiao Budian to lift the heavier tripod. There were not many other things in Shicun, but these things were abundant.

Two thousand catties in one lift, UU reading www.uukanshu. Com is then three thousand catties.

It was also lifted smoothly.

Everyone in Shicun was shocked and speechless, watching the shortest among them, like a porcelain doll, lifted a tripod of three thousand jin.

What a shock this is.

It's not like a human being, but like a cub of an ancient fierce beast!

"Drinking animal milk all the time, is the effect so good?" The eyes of a skinny monkey-like child protruded.

When Xiao Budian heard this, he broke the defense immediately, put down the tripod and hid behind Meng Chuan and the others, a pale and weak voice of defense sounded.

"Xiao Budian doesn't drink milk anymore!"

Laughter rang out in the clearing, and the atmosphere immediately became alive.

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