Chapter 82 81. Did you really dig bamboo shoots?

The cotton wool on the upper layer of the purified water soon condensed into a layer of turbid yellow sand.

Huaiyu stared at it for a while and found that the silk cotton was too wasteful!

With the clarity of the pond water today, it's like a first throw.

But there are a lot of cement and brick slag nearby. I haven't seen any piles of fine sand and gravel... What's going on? Is there no building material left at the construction site?

While thinking about it, he put the pot on the stove again. When the fire was dry, he evenly threw the softened bamboo heart that had been laid out overnight and half a morning into the pot.

The heat warms the bamboo core, and a unique, light fragrance soon emanates.

Huaiyu subconsciously stretched out his hand to grab and knead the bamboo heart directly in the pot, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, he looked at the white and tender back of his hand, and instantly retracted it.

——Oh my god! She secretly smacked her lips, not daring to imagine how rough she was before! This ruthless iron hand dared to directly fry tea in the pot? ! What kind of poor life did she live?

Anyway, I can't do that now! So she took the spatula and pressed it on the bamboo core, and then slowly turned it over like cooking, trying to make the strips as straight as possible.

But as the temperature rises, the water vapor in the heart of the bamboo gradually evaporates, and not only does the color become darker, but even the stripes are not as straight.

After baking for more than half an hour, the bamboo hearts in the whole pot have become dry, twisted and thin strips.

But the scent is still very pleasant.

Fresh and elegant, it doesn't smell "dirty" at all.

Sure enough, what Zhuzi said was right. For a plant like this with a very high mutation value, the edible parts of its body have an exceptionally low mutation value.

He gently turned Zhuxin over again, then Huaiyu turned off the fire in the stove, leaving only one or two pieces of firewood to slowly roast it.

The longer it was baked, the more distinct the aroma of the bamboo heart became, until the whole room was filled with this elegant fragrance.

"alright!"

She quickly spread the bamboo tea flat to cool, and was about to boil water to make a pot to try, when she heard someone calling from a distance: "Xiao Yu!"

Huaiyu stuck her head out and saw a familiar car parked not far away. Zhou Qian was holding three vases and waving at her.

Ah! The vase she wanted! Because it was too unpopular and impractical, I didn't send it directly that night, but just said I would send it to her later if I found it.

I didn’t expect it to be delivered so quickly!

Huaiyu quickly waved in response, and just as he was about to run over, he remembered the tea he had just made...

Her hands were still warm to the touch, so she simply took a piece of paper and grabbed a handful of bamboo heart tea, then ran towards Zhou Qian.

"Captain Zhou."

After helping Huaiyu rebuild her home, Zhou Qian became much closer to her. He smiled at her and said, "Don't you want to call me Captain brother anymore?"

Huaiyu paused, then smiled sweetly and said softly, "Captain brother."

Zhou Qian: …

He tightened his face, not letting his expression show, and then he held the vase forward.

"Here! I found this vase specifically for your request. It was said to be some kind of handmade product, and each one costs thousands."

As he said this, he made two "tsk tsk" sounds: "What's the point of spending so much on a vase? It looks nice, but now it's piled up in the warehouse and it's too fragile to be filled with water."

He was muttering to himself, but Huaiyu was staring at the three vases with a happy look on his face.

Because this is obviously part of a set, with three sizes: large, medium and small, with only slight differences in shape.

But the purity, glossiness, and clarity of white porcelain are very similar.

If you use this to grow flowers, it will definitely look very, very beautiful!

She thought of the broken ice sculpture again. She held back her sadness. She carefully held the vase in her arms, freeing up one hand to pass the bamboo tea over: "It's just been dried, it's not cooled yet, it's better to let it dry for a while... but it should be drinkable now."

She originally thought that letting it cool would allow it to be preserved longer, but there wasn't much of the bamboo heart left after it was dried, so she only grabbed a handful.

This...there's no need to talk about how long it can be preserved.

Zhou Qian looked at the scattered paper bag, sniffed it and said in surprise: "It smells quite good, where did you get this?"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly looked up at the large bamboo forest behind Huaiyu's house, and finally realized -

bamboo forest!

He looked for a long time and always felt that something was strange. He never expected that it was the bamboo forest that grew harmoniously and naturally, as if integrated with the house!

"You, you, you!" He pointed at Huaiyu and said, "When did you get a bamboo forest behind your house?"

Thinking about the mutation warning of the Rose Corridor last night, and then thinking about the bamboo that was hit back and forth by the Rose Corridor, and now looking at the bamboo forest so close to Huaiyu's house...

Where is the bamboo forest then?

It was clearly a natural cemetery! But Huaiyu acted so innocent.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

She uttered an "ah" and turned back: "Is there a problem? The bamboo forest was here when I woke up this morning. I thought all mutant plants were like this."

"But he seems to have a good temper. Look at these bamboo hearts. They were just drawn this morning."

Very good temper...

A plant with a good temper, how could it be caught in the Rose Corridor? It must be trying to sneak across the border! A mutant plant with a good temper... Oh my! Is there really a plant with a good temper coming from the wasteland?

Zhou Qian didn't believe it at all.

But when he looked down at the bamboo heart tea in his palm which was still slightly warm, the fragrance lingered in his nose.

Without brewing it, you can tell that the variation value must be quite low.

How do you explain this? "Do you really have a good temper?"

He was a little bit unbelievable.

"It's really good!" Huaiyu said innocently: "I also dug bamboo shoots."

What?!

Zhou Qian almost jumped up! Then he gritted his teeth and said, "I'll go over and take a look."

Even Xiaoyu can extract bamboo cores and dig bamboo shoots, so it shouldn't be too much for them to want to dig some too, right?

Or you can transplant a branch to their camp for observation, and if that doesn't work, send it to the research institute... it's all fine!

This thought had just flashed through his mind, and he had only walked three or five meters when he saw the branches of the rose corridor in the distance trembling rapidly again! Although the mutation value alarm had not sounded yet, if he took another step forward, I was afraid that the alarm would sound immediately.

Zhou Qian: …

He took two steps back in frustration.

Huaiyu, on the other hand, seemed to know nothing. She walked ahead holding the vase and looked back at him curiously: "Why aren't you moving?"

"fine."

Zhou Qian's expression tensed: "This Rose Corridor favors girls over boys. I'll go back and research and find a few female players to try."

In the past, no one could get close to it, but now Xiaoyu wants to build a house next to it. What is the difference? In the past, no matter how high the affinity of wood-related abilities was, it was not as close to the Rose Corridor, right? 　Update 1!

(End of this chapter)