Early the next morning, Hua Zhao got up and started working on her bean sprouts.

Long and thin spores have already grown, so quickly change the water and load the baskets.

Seeing that the first step was successful so easily, Hua Qiang suddenly became looking forward to the next step and hurried out to weave baskets.

Hua Zhao, on the other hand, began his routine of going into the mountains to dig out some squirrel nests or collect some firewood.

The original owner was too lazy in the past, and Hua Qiang collected all the firewood at home alone. He was not in good health this year, so he collected less, and now there is not enough for the firewood.

Of course, the most important thing is to exchange energy and wash off her fat body.

But this time she didn't go to the hot spring because she found that several more children were carrying baskets and heading there.

The chestnuts she brought back yesterday spread around this village with only about 30 households, and the children who had nothing to do set off.

She didn't care, she just walked around behind her mountain today.

This hilly area is not high, and there are some miscellaneous trees in it, and the trees are not very old. The biggest contribution is mushrooms in spring, summer and autumn, firewood in all seasons, and occasionally some fungus and hazelnuts. If you want other mountain products, you have to go further into the mountains.

And when there is no harvest, there is nothing to gain, but she doesn't care, there is no gain, she can make gains!

Hua Zhao found a place with many shrubs, dug in, dug a hole, and buried the seeds.

This time she planted pepper seeds.

At the end of one round, the branches were covered with red peppers.

Hua Zhao did not pick them immediately. She stared at the fruits and tried to communicate with them: "Tell me, which of you is the least spicy?"

...

She is a person who loves spicy food. In the past, she could not live without chili peppers, but if she ate too much, beans would appear on her face and she would suffer from diarrhea, which made her miserable and entangled.

Now, she wants to take matters into her own hands and optimize the chili peppers that are fragrant but not spicy.

She only liked the special aroma of chili peppers, but she didn't like the spicy feeling that made her mouth hurt and her stomach hurt.

The red fruit trembled slightly, and there was a message coming back, but it was weak and confusing.

Hua Zhao analyzed it for a long time and identified a fruit. He picked it and tasted it. It was still very spicy.

But she still picked out one of the seeds in the fruit and planted it.

Another energy exchange is over, and ripe fruits are hanging on the branches.

"Tell me, which one of you is the least spicy?"

...

Twenty rounds are over.

Hua Zhao picked a chili pepper.

Every time she pauses, the peppers are naturally mature and dried.

It's fragrant and crispy, with a mouthful of chili flavor, just like natural chili crisps. And it only has a refreshing fragrance, no soreness in the mouth.

"Perfect~" This was the result she wanted.

Hua Zhao immediately harvested all the peppers and got half a catty of seeds.

These were to be planted in the garden at home so that she could take them out openly in the future.

After harvesting this one, she planted another pepper seed.

Just now, she also asked another question: Who is the hottest?

As if 20 rounds of natural optimization weren't enough, she added another 30 rounds.

After the last 50 rounds of optimization, she got what she wanted, the chili weapon.

Good guy, it made her cough from afar. She covered her mouth and nose and crushed a fruit. Her hands immediately hurt and swelled up visibly.

Then a cool energy flowed to the fingers, and the redness and swelling disappeared.

"Haha!" Hua Zhao happily picked all the fruits, wrapped them in cloth, and kneaded them into powder.

"Is it too harsh?" She coughed and muttered to herself. Can the pepper water mixed with this thing make people blind?

Forget it, after all, it's all done and can't be thrown away, so isn't her work in vain? m

It was almost noon when Hua Zhao went home carrying a basket of firewood.

As soon as she entered the courtyard, she saw someone who surprised her.

"Why are you here again?" Hua Zhao snatched the hoe from his hand and asked with a frown.

Wang Zhiyong looked at her and took a few steps back with disgust.

Hua Zhao smelled bad again.

"I see you haven't planted anything in your garden yet, so I'll help you plant it." He turned away from Hua Zhao and said.

"Another one who wants to take advantage of my family. You are not welcome here. Leave quickly." Hua Zhao exclaimed.

Wang Zhiyong suddenly became angry. He had never seen such a dishonest person! It doesn’t matter that he is an immortal, but he is so ugly that he is so arrogant that he is still so arrogant? Are you sick?

It's all because of her father! I’ve run out of things to do! When she enters his house, he will definitely teach her how to count!

"I have no other intention, I just want to help you with your work." Wang Zhiyong refused to leave. If he wanted to teach her how to count, he had to trick her into the door first.

Hua Zhao glanced at him up and down, guessing what he was thinking. "Don't think about good things. My father's monthly salary is not enough for me to eat alone. No matter who my future man is, he still wants to spend it!" She said.

Wang Zhiyong was unmoved, and even lowered his head and curled his lips. That was because she had not entered his house. After entering his house, he had many ways to make her spit out what she had eaten!

Hua Zhao looked out again.

Yes, this still makes no sense.

"Go, go, go!" She was not in a good mood for the man who was stalking her.

Hua Zhao picked up the hoe and swung it at the soles of his feet, making holes one after another. The flying soil hurt Wang Zhiyong's insteps.

He was startled and was kicked out of the yard by her unconsciously.

"I, Hua Zhao, am very self-aware. I can't stand a good man like you who kills his wife! Don't come to my house in the future, otherwise, your legs will be broken!" Hua Zhao waved his hoe, and his arms became thicker in one go. The wooden door was smashed to pieces.

The wood was old and unsightly. Hua Zhao happened to pick up new wood today and planned to replace it.

Now is the time to use the waste.

The flying sawdust hit Wang Zhiyong's face, leaving a bloody mark immediately.

He wiped his face, stared at Hua Zhao gloomily for a long time, turned around and left.

Hua Qiang came over and stood next to Hua Zhao, looking at his back with an ugly expression on his face: "This is a villain. If you can't offend him in the future, you won't offend him."

Hua Zhao shook his head and said calmly: "Now we have what he wants, and he is trying every means to offend us, which we cannot avoid.

"So if you want to escape, there is no way! Then there is no need to escape. Either the soldiers will come to cover up the water and the soil, or you can take the initiative to attack and destroy him.

"In short, just one sentence and it's done!"

Hua Qiang's cloudy eyes suddenly burst into light. He looked at Hua Zhao and felt for the first time that this granddaughter looked like him and had his cruelty in her blood!

And he was not only ruthless, but also shrewd and calm, and had the ability to recognize people, which simply brought tears to his eyes.

Even if he is dead now and she can't marry Ye Shen, he can rest assured.

Hua Zhao was not so emotional. She quickly picked up a hoe and planted all the seeds in her small yard.

Save one or two and think about them all.

The busy two people didn't know that someone was coming specifically for them from outside the village.

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