Chapter 57: Keep it all in a small book

"There are 712 Daoyuan left, but I estimate that even if all of them are used to water fairy flowers, they will not directly grow to a mature state."
Wang Mian whispered.
At this time, the fairy flower swayed slightly, seeming to be nodding.
"Huh, you can understand human language?"
Wang Yan asked the fairy flower.
The fairy flower twisted and seemed to nod her head.
Wang Yan couldn't help showing a look of surprise, and said: "Ten Daoyuan, two leaves and a vine, plus simple communication, but still lost. You said, if I eat you, can I become immortal right away? ?"
"can not eat!"
The little raccoon was the first to object, jumped into the flowerpot, and stretched out his small paw to stop Wang Yan's "magic claw".
"Huahua is so cute, why eat it?"
The little Lingli pouted and lowered his head, as if to squeeze a tear.
"Ahem, it's just a hypothesis, I didn't say that I really want to eat it!" Wang Yan cleared his throat and moved casually. A big and sweet apple appeared in his palm and placed it in front of the little raccoon.
"Hey, it's for food!"
The little raccoon had an apple and forgot the flower, and ate happily.
"Han, there are also advantages of being silly."
Wang Mian grinned, gradually insidious.
"I'm going to take a small book and write it down. How much did you spend on me? In case I can't plant fairies in the future, I will calculate the old and new accounts together."
A small notebook appeared in Wang Yan's hands.
He took a pen and said as he wrote, "It seems to have used 0.2 Daoyuan before, but today I used ten, totaling 10.2."
After finishing the writing, Wang Mian looked at the fairy flower and found that its two leaves were pulled down, like a man with his head sighing.
As if perceiving Wang Mian's gaze, the drooping vines of the fairy flower gradually extended, curling around Wang Mian's fingers and shaking gently.
It looks like:
"Uncle, you can do it, wipe away the fraction!"
Wang Yan looked at the fairy flower's "low-spirited" appearance, and he was immediately happy, and said with a clear heart: "Well, the true monarch has money now, so let's erase the odds first."
After all, he changed the number on the notebook to 10.
Fairy Flower immediately became happy, let go of Wang Mian's hand, and constantly twisted her small body, as if she was dancing as a thank you.
Not to mention, after being single for a long time, Wang Mian found a young seedling to look pretty.
"Father, I want to drink milk!"
At this time, Wang Teng who was standing downstairs practicing boxing shouted.
"You melon baby, what kind of milk do you drink?"
Wang Mian asked.
"Goat's milk will do."
Wang Teng, who is a bit naive, mistakenly thought that Wang Mian was asking what kind of milk to drink, rather than rejecting it, so he said his needs in a gruff.
Wang Yan was speechless at once.
Any adult can hear that he is rejecting.
But when he thought that Wang Teng was only three years old, he sent his avatar out.
Soon after.
A flock of twenty goats appeared in the garden, and the incarnation built a wooden fence 100 meters long and wide on a grass near the river, which became a sheepfold.
"By the way, if these ordinary goats eat too much spiritual grass watered with nutrients, will the meat quality change, and even the effect of goat milk will be increased?"
Thinking of this, the corner of Wang Mian's mouth raised.
The next moment, he appeared in the sheepfold.
"Hey!"
A goat suddenly cried.
Wang Miao's eyes condensed, thinking of a certain [forced] king, and muttered in a low voice: "Qiye, your sheep is not with me, don't mess around!"
With that, he turned the surrounding grass into ashes, leaving only some grass seeds.
"Housekeeper, can nutrients be diluted?"
Wang Mian asked.
"It can be blended with water in any proportion according to the will of the owner." The pastoral steward said.
"That's good."
Wang Yan took out one million points from the excess nutrients, equivalent to forty liters of water, and mixed them into one ton of water to form a dilute solution.
Then, spray evenly on the land of the sheep pen.
The grass seeds germinate quickly and grow to the height of the knee.
Every grass contains a little nutrient energy.
The flock immediately started eating.
"Wow, you can drink goat's milk!"
Wang Teng rushed all the way.
When Wang Yan reacted, he found that the iron-headed baby with a foolish head had been hanging upside down on a certain ewe, sipping the goat's milk.
"I Gan, I didn't drink like that!"
Wang Yan was big for a while.
As for the ewe, she looked at Wang Teng hanging upside down with a dazed expression.
"Drink milk, shame!"
The little raccoon has come to the sheepfold, standing on the wooden fence, drinking lingguo wine while pointing at Wang Teng, smiling heartlessly.
"It looks like you want to drink too?"
Wang Yan flicked its little head.
"Ah...think!"
The little raccoon looked at the sheep, thought about it for a moment, then nodded.
"You are a fox, so you want to drink goat's milk?"
Wang Yan was speechless.
But before he said anything, the little raccoon had already jumped over.
"Little Lily, don't grab goat's milk with me!"
Wang Teng shouted.
"Lily?"
After hearing this, Wang Yan looked at the little raccoon again and said, "Ling raccoon, Lily, this name is not bad. From now on, the little raccoon's name will be called'Lily'."
However, seeing two small animals hanging upside down on the trembling ewe, rushing to drink milk, Wang Yan couldn't help but hold his forehead.
"You must find someone who can milk goats."
Wang Mian thought for a while, waved his hand, and a picture of the mundane world appeared in his sight~EbookFREE.me~ and his eyes fell on a simple courtyard.
The woodcutter's old mother was sitting in it, doing nothing.
"I will choose you."
Wang Yan opened the door of time and space and brought the woodcutter's old mother "Liu".
"Meet the fairy!"
Liu's naturally recognized Wang Mian and hurriedly saluted.
"Can you milk goats?"
Wang Yan pointed to the flock of sheep, no longer looking at Wang Teng and the little raccoon.
"Yes, when the woodcutter was young, I gave him goat's milk." Liu nodded and said.
Wang Yan handed a space bamboo tube to Liu family and arranged for her to work here.
Liu's technique is very skillful.
But she squeezed for a long time, only to find that the bamboo tube was always dissatisfied, with a worried expression on her face, and said: "Fairy, this bamboo tube is too... too strange."
"It's a space weapon, at least it can hold several million catties, and it can preserve the freshness of goat milk without worrying about its taste."
Wang Mian said.
"Ok."
Liu speeded up and squeezed all the ewes.
"If I need it in the future, I will find you."
Wang Yan took the bamboo tube filled with milk, and gave a bag of Fan-level low-grade spirit fruit to the Liu family as a reward, and then sent her back to the home of the Qingfan secular world.
Then, he looked at Wang Teng and the little raccoon who were lying on the ground and looking at the sky, and said: "Guardians, drink milk and work."
The two Hanhan ran over immediately and followed Wang Mian excitedly.
"Goat's milk must be warmed first."
Wang Yan poured two large pots of goat's milk, heated it to the point where it was warm, and gave it to Wang Teng and the little raccoon.
Seeing them happy and happy, Wang Yan also felt happy.
But at this moment.
He sensed the void in the distance, and a few figures were flying at extremely fast speed, and soon appeared outside the Liyou Mountain Range, and walked towards it.