Chapter 727 727 Five Hundred Years of Expectation

Chapter 727 727. Five hundred years of expectations

Five Hundred Years really has great expectations for moxa stick.

After all, in half his life, he has never tasted such delicious food anywhere else. Isn’t it normal to raise his expectations a little higher?

But how can you still not feel sleepy after being serious about it for a long time?

On the other hand, the smoke from mugwort is really choking, and my brain is choked and clear...

But... let’s stop insisting, after all, the moxibustion is not in place yet. well!

He was already irritable again with a frown on his face, but soon, his mind suddenly felt dizzy with happiness, as if he was sleepy, but his thinking was extremely active...

Oops, could it be that he was fainted by the moxa smoke? !

The next moment, there will be no memory for five hundred years.

Until his head suddenly dropped, his whole body seemed to bounce and he woke up quickly, and the moxa stick in his hand suddenly touched the instep——

"hiss--"

Although it was only for a moment, it was enough to wake someone up.

However, for patients with long-term insomnia, the first thing they do after waking up for five hundred years is not to feel sorry for their red insteps, but to say depressedly: "Why can't I only sleep for a while?!"

But this also proves that moxibustion is really effective, right? ! He immediately started writing again...

The next moment, the muffled sound of a mobile phone being dropped on the bed came from the room, followed by the sound of slow breathing, which was quickly covered by the chirping of insects and birds.

…

When I woke up again after five hundred years, the clear summer sunshine had penetrated the trees by the window and poured straight into the house.

The mottled light and shadow kept jumping with the sound of the wind, making his head seem to have thousands of thoughts jumping around.

...Is there something wrong?

He turned over in a daze, opened his phone and looked at it - 8:20 am.

It’s only eight o’clock…

wrong! ! ! !

Five hundred years ago, he sat up from the bed in an instant and looked at the thick moxa stick stuffed in the thermos cup beside him with complicated eyes!

The moxa stick is very long, and a small part of it is still exposed in the thermos cup, but thankfully, the smoke in the room is not heavy. Looking down again, I saw that the remaining ashes prepared in advance had successfully extinguished the moxa stick, so it did not burn all night.

But...this is the biggest problem!

The memory in his mind was only a vague impression of throwing the moxa stick into the cup, and all the remaining fragments were fragments.

And I received the express message at noon yesterday and drove to pick it up yesterday afternoon!

Because the anchor told me not to do moxibustion at night, I watched the time and started at around 5 o'clock!

But now... it's already 8:20 in the morning on September 1st!

After all, I slept for 15 hours!

15 hours!

500 years of tears are about to flow down! My heart has been completely filled with happiness.

Who would have known that this would be the best sleep I’ve had in the past five years!

He is already in his thirties this year and is no longer at the age where he can play hard and stay up all night. But at this moment, after standing up from the bed and stretching, I felt that there was endless potential bursting out of my body——

If you tell him about a marathon now, he will have the guts to go for it!

But...he looked up at his feet.

What's the mess on the ground?

I saw a layer of insect corpses spread out on the red wooden floor of the B&B. Although it can't be called densely packed, there are still a lot of them.

There were mosquitoes, unknown small flying insects, black, white, yellow... and two big moths!

The most important thing is that with just one glance, you can count five or six cryptid insects, which is more than what you can stick to your sticky insect board in a few days!

"This is……"

Five Hundred Years Old couldn't help but be surprised: "Is this smoked to death by mugwort? Damn it, the insect repellent effect is so strong?!"

He instantly stepped forward, held up his thermos cup like a baby, carefully took out the moxa sticks, and then carefully packed them in a sealed bag, for fear of being contaminated by a trace of moisture.

Where is the moxa stick here?

This is obviously his life!

…

Song Tan didn't know that her moxa sticks were now regarded as treasures. She just used her usual peeling style and picked two more baskets of perilla in the afternoon and sent them to the mountain.

Master Qian's hands were trembling a little.

Although their arm strength as chefs must be amazing, no matter how amazing they are, they can't make sauce in the morning and still make sauce in the afternoon!

Wasn’t the watermelon jam just made? It's really a seamless connection, leaving no time at all.

Not to mention——

Master Qian couldn't help but look at Zhai Xiaofeng who was standing aside.

I saw her squatting there with two large stainless steel basins in front of her, taking out perilla leaves one by one from the baskets.

The perilla leaves looked fluffy and didn't weigh much, but when I grabbed them one by one, they didn't even reach the bottom for a long time!

Seeing that the basin was full, Zhai Xiaofeng realized something was wrong: "This basket... is too full..."

Song Tan came closer, with a trace of confusion and innocence in his eyes: "Is it very full? I saw that the basket only contained so little, and it felt a bit wasteful, so I pressed down hard."

She has fair skin and a thin figure. At first glance, you can tell that she is not the type to do farm work.

So Zhai Xiaofeng didn't take it seriously, but comforted the capitalist: "It's okay, pretending like this will save you running back and forth... Besides, boiling perilla sauce is very simple, just wait until I soak it in salt and then it will be done" Take it out and chop it directly.”

Song Tan squatted there and looked at Zhai Xiaofeng, and said very diligently: "I'll help you!"

He also praised: "In fact, it's only because Master Qian is here that I dare to pick so boldly!"

"Everyone knows that it's great to meet a chef like Master Qian! I also want to take the time to try Master Qian's skills, and ask my brother to learn from him..."

When Song Zibao talked, he could make people lose their minds in an instant.

For example, at this moment, Master Qian walked past her back, and she couldn't help feeling happy, but she always felt like something was blocking her heart, and she didn't even go away after walking around the construction site several times.

But... what was it blocking?

Master Qian didn't notice.

He was just full of confidence at this moment-Old Song, don't look at you working in this company for a long time. But some ingredients are limited to the region, and you can't even think of them, and you still have to rely on him!

This perilla sauce, he can't do without it!

Just thinking about it, he became energetic, and his knife-holding posture became particularly upright.

"Xiaofeng, just soak these perilla in salt water and drain them, and light the stove. I'll do the cutting!"

"The perilla leaves need to be chopped into small pieces for sauce. You young people can't do it, so I have to do it!"

Zhai Xiaofeng's expression was very strange--

Just this morning, around 10 or 11 o'clock, didn't she help cut those pots of perilla? She didn't say there was any problem at that time!

What's more, chopping the leaves... who can't do this?

Today I have back pain and leg pain (I just helped my sister lift the sofa yesterday... I'm such a loser!)

I'm going to have dinner, watch a movie and wash my hair tomorrow with my beautiful cousin! I don't know if I can write it, anyway, I'll take a leave in advance. [Key Points]

Although I don't buy any luxury goods and wear my 19-yuan slippers when I go out, I like to spend money on such enjoyable projects...

Okay, I've made up for yesterday.

Now let's take a look at the debts:

Last month, 2 daily 10,000. 5+5.

This month's daily update +2.

Total 12 (although most of it is interest compensation and not real debt...)