Chapter 14 Prepare a few stone basins

. Stones?

Mu Lingyan didn't know what she wanted the stone for, so he lowered his head and replied respectfully, "Yes, Master."

Soon, Mu Lingyan found a dozen stones and arranged them in the yard in order of size.

Luo Mingyue took out the sword.

Mu Lingyan's eyes twitched, and he suspected that his master was going to torture him again.

However, Luo Mingyue squatted down, picked a palm-sized stone, and cut the stone into a regular rectangular block with a long sword. As for spiritual power spells, most of them are used for attack or healing. Attack spells fall on stones and directly destroy them. Luo Mingyue can accurately control spiritual power to cut stones, but... With a spiritual sword in hand, why bother? It's better to use the sword to cut.

Mu Lingyan was full of questions.

The magic sword that can cut through iron like mud is used to do this?

Luo Mingyue cut the big stone into two halves, each cut into two rectangles.

In the end, I cut out five pieces in total, hollowed out the inside, and carefully rounded the sharp edges on the outside to prevent the little ones from getting hurt.

Each cuboid is 4 cm long, 2 cm wide and 1 cm high.

Of course, the above are all approximate data. After all, Luo Mingyue didn't have a ruler, so it was impossible for him to cut it so neatly. Maybe this stone is 1.5 cm high and that stone is 0.9 cm high. They are made shallower on purpose to make it easier to serve rice.

The same is true for length and width, which vary, but not by much.

After making the simple stone basins, Luo Mingyue put them away and put them into the storage space, leaving the stone scraps on the ground.

Mu Lingyan walked forward and cleaned the floor consciously.

He looked at his master inquiringly.

Luo Mingyue didn't pay attention to him. She turned and went into the kitchen and found that the millet porridge was already cooked.

Murong Shi was worried and muttered to himself, "How do I cut the millet grains in here? There's no way to cut it..."

"cough."

Luo Mingyue also felt that her suggestion to let her second apprentice cut millet grains at noon was a bit embarrassing. She coughed and even deliberately made footsteps to indicate that she had come in.

Murong Shi came back to his senses and shouted, "Master."

Luo Mingyue said: "Give me a bowl of millet porridge... Also, do you have a smaller spoon and chopsticks?"

"Ah... yes, yes. When I first came to the mountains, I used small spoons and chopsticks, and I have never been willing to throw them away..."

Murong Shi took out the tableware.

Luo Mingyue didn't take it. She said, "I feel like they are very memorable to you. Since you can't bear to part with them, don't give them to me. Keep them for yourself."

Hearing this, Murong Shi was surprised. Is the master thinking about him?

How is this possible?

Mu Lingyan walked in and said, "I have new ones here."

He had heard that the master was going to bring back a new disciple, and thought that the master was bringing back a child of a few years old as usual, so he specially prepared many small tableware for children and bought toys. However, who would have thought that the master was bringing back the fourteen-year-old junior sister Bai Tian, ​​who didn't need any of these.

Mu Lingyan found the things and handed the small bowl to his master.

Over there, Murong Shi also served the millet porridge.

Luo Mingyue filled a bowl with flour, rice and millet, all raw, because there were enough cooked foods prepared.

Moreover, if Luo Mingyue goes out for something one day and fails to come back in time, the little people cannot let them starve. They have to give them some rice, flour and food so that every household has some food stored.

Even if she fails to feed them on time one day, the little ones can cook for themselves.

Otherwise, the little people will pin their hopes on her every day and feel insecure.

Luo Mingyue put all the prepared things into the storage space. Before she knew it, the sun had set and it was time to go back to feed the little guy.

The two apprentices stared at her eagerly.

Luo Mingyue said: "Master is leaving. From now on, you are not allowed to enter my residence without permission."

Murong Shi wanted nothing more than to do so and nodded repeatedly.

Mu Lingyan couldn't help but yelled: "Master..."

Luo Mingyue turned to look at him, "What's the matter?"

Mu Lingyan said: "Master has not taught the disciples magic this month."

Luo Mingyue said: "You should hurry up and improve your cultivation. You don't have to learn so many spells."

Mu Lingyan added: "Also, your pet cloud fox has a poor appetite recently. It seems to miss you as its master. You used to take time to visit it."

Luo Mingyue said: "Master is busy recently."

"Master..." Mu Lingyan wanted to say something else, but Luo Mingyue had already flown away on his sword.

What Mu Lingyan wanted to say was stuck in his throat.

He looked at the direction where Luo Mingyue left, "Why do I feel that Master's words and actions are becoming more and more strange."

Murong Shi said: "As long as she doesn't come to harm us."

…

After Luo Mingyue returned, he first cleaned all the "stone basins" and dried them, then sat on a small stool and looked towards the Dwarf Village.

The villagers were busy the whole afternoon, scrubbing themselves clean and washing clothes.

Even the children joined in the work, starting to wipe the tables, chairs, benches, doors and windows, sweep the yard, etc.

Dirty water was thrown out basin after basin.

The courtyard is filled with washed clothes, and under the glow of the setting sun, it is filled with the breath of life.

It feels like the whole village has come alive.

Luo Mingyue remembered the first time she saw the Dwarf Village, she felt that the village was lifeless and depressing.

I didn't expect that just providing a little food could make them regain their vitality. Although many of them were very thin, their mental outlook was obviously different.

"Food is the most important thing for people..." Luo Mingyue sighed.

There was a widow living alone in the village. She was considered a household by herself. Her husband had died and she had no children. So, after washing her own clothes, she went to help a little boy wash clothes.

The boy is Jiang Yanfeng's neighbor. He has a handsome appearance and big, bright eyes. His only shortcoming is that he is taciturn and rarely speaks. He just likes to observe others silently.

However, everything has two sides. If the child is quiet and not noisy, it will be easier to take care of him.

But in other families, the children are much more lively.

"Dad, I'm hungry from working. Can I have the eggs in the pot?"

"Dad, my sister said that if I clean the cabinets, she will cook me some lettuce!"

The children are very greedy for the green leaves. Some like to eat them raw, while others want to blanch them in boiling water before eating. They have different tastes and preferences.

"The immortal said that he would give us delicious food in the evening. You are full now, how can you eat anything else in the evening?" The child's father raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead. He was also a little hungry. He took eggs from the pot, scooped out a small bowl for the children, and ate a few bites himself to fill his stomach. He also took a rest at the same time. There were many good days to come, and he must not overwork himself.

Just then, he heard his own child say happily: "The immortal is coming!"

"My beautiful sister is in heaven...hmm."

The child stopped talking halfway when he remembered his family's advice to be polite in front of the immortal.

The villagers walked out of their houses and began to gather in the open space in the middle of the village.