I Own a Garden with One Hundred Herbs

  Chapter 3 has a lot of host routines

  Baicaoshi was bound inexplicably by the system as soon as she left the room. "After many screenings, dear host, you have been bound by the 'Baicaoyuan System'..."

  Baicaoshi laughed out loud, Goldfinger came too suddenly, "Baicaoyuan and Baicaoshi, not to mention they are a good match. You are not tailor-made for me, are you?"

  The system issued a "didi" warning in the sea of ​​consciousness: "Please don't interrupt the system. I am Psyllium, which will provide you with a one-stop considerate and thoughtful service. You can call me cute little car Che."

  Baicao Poetry:…

  There are two black lines on the forehead, do you know that this name is going to be a river crab or a mosaic.

   "That, cute little... former son, what is the system task?"

  The system that was nicknamed another was very angry, and the synthesized voices were all changed. Not to mention, it's pretty smart.

"Please call me my cute little Che Che. Dear host, the task is to enter the strange plants and rare herbs in this world. Different plants have different rewards. You can get a certain amount of points and exchange them for precious seeds in the real world. Our 'Baicao' Garden system' is definitely a must-have magic weapon for raising a family, making a fortune, counterattacking in life, and reaching the pinnacle."

   It just feels a little out of place. At this moment, Baicaoshi had a lot of question marks in her mind.

   "Lovely psyllium, according to your words, enter plants and get seeds. Then why should I enter your system? Is it not good to farm and improve crops by myself? I have to make a difference for you middlemen!"

  A middleman who earns the difference Psyllium:…

  This host has a lot of brain circuits, and knows a lot of routines.

"It's like this, dear host, the world's productivity is low, and the seeds we provide are excellent varieties jointly developed and transformed by countless scientists, agronomists, and botanists. The production cycle is shorter, the yield per mu is higher, and the resistance to Natural disasters are more capable and effective.”

   Well, Baicaoshi was convinced. She is not arrogant enough to rival the wisdom of all mankind.

   "Then, lovely psyllium, wish us a happy cooperation."

  Baicaoshi stretched out her little finger into the void, pulling the hook.

   "Pleasant cooperation."

  **

  The next day, Baicaoshi woke up early.

  She slept on the table. The broken table with four legs of different lengths would make creaking noises, which was quite imaginative.

   After all, the spring night is too short.

  Baicaoshi stopped for a moment, looking at the person on the eye bed, the thick eyelashes, the beautiful lip line, and the indifference when he was awake, which is really pleasing to the eye. It's a pity that the ownership does not belong to me for the time being.

  But Baicao Poetry is confident that it is only a matter of time before a college student of Chinese medicine holds the Baicaoyuan system and establishes a revolutionary friendship with the beauty and the heroine.

  She turned into the kitchen.

   At the same time, Oruha opened his eyes. He was already a light sleeper, let alone someone breathing beside him.

   Fortunately, everything is normal.

  There are people in the kitchen, Mrs. Bai Li is holding some millet in his hand, and is preparing to cook. "Last night, Lao Yang's family left some millet for your wedding gift. I thought it was time to cook some millet porridge."

  Baicaoshi took the gaped pottery bowl from her mother, "Mother, rest well, I'll make it."

  The original body worked as a cow and a horse in Xie's house, doing all kinds of dirty and tiring work, and let his mother take care of it when he couldn't go home.

  Bai Li was very pleased. She was obviously not yet forty years old, but there were many wrinkles on her face. She sniffed, "Mother made Cao'er suffer."

   Baicaoshi shook her head again and again, she didn't suffer at all, and thanks to her mother, she helped her keep the male lead. "Mother, I will honor you from now on."

   There is still some leftovers from yesterday's meal, and the food bag at home is probably only enough to last for a day. I am too poor. There are still some seasonings, soy sauce, vinegar and salt, and Baicaoshi also found some ginger. They cut some slices and soaked them in vinegar.

  In the small courtyard surrounded by fences, there is a large water tank. Bai Xiaoshu went to the upper reaches of the Baihe River to fetch water, and the tank was full. Baicaoshi uses a gourd ladle to scoop a spoonful, which is sweet.

  The aroma of millet porridge soon came from the pot.

  Bai Xiaoshugou sniffed his nose and praised it greatly, "Sister, your cooking skills are undeniable, it smells so good!"

   "It's just millet porridge, it doesn't have any gold content." Baicaoshi gave the family of four, each a bowl, which was quite enough, "Xiaoshu, go and ask your brother-in-law to get up and eat."

  Baicaoshi entered the play very quickly, without any burden.

   "Ah, oh, oh." Bai Xiaoshu timidly agreed, and saw the door curtain opened, and Zhe Yu came out by himself.

  **

  A family of four eats in the main room.

  Zhe Yu held the bowl and stayed on the pickled **** for a moment. In his past life, he had never really eaten.

Baicaoshi saw it and explained: "Although this vinegar-soaked **** doesn't look good, it is a super good food. Ginger is pungent and warm, and can prevent colds and colds; Qi, improve the spleen and stomach. It can also prevent hair loss.”

   As she spoke, she flicked her long black and thick hair, as if to prove it to him. Baicaoshi took a photo in the water tank just now, and found that the original body's appearance is quite online, except for the slightly dark skin, she is a sunny and healthy beauty.

  The whole family was dumbfounded, and the old mother and younger brother felt the most vividly.

  After getting married, the daughter (sister) seems to be reborn.

   "Sister, you are amazing, you know everything."

   "Who told you all this?" Zhe Yu looked at Baicao Poetry carefully.

  Damn it, Baicaoshi secretly complained that it was not good, and she was so concerned with performance that she was almost ruined. However, she quickly lowered her head to cover up her embarrassment, as if it recalled some not-so-good memories. "That's... that's how they eat."

   If it's time to throw the blame away, then let it go, anyway, Baicaoshi's parents-in-law won't come to ask for proof.

  Zhe Yu didn't say anything anymore, he picked up a piece of **** and chewed it carefully. He frowned at first, but slowly eased away.

   After finishing a bowl of porridge, Baicaoshi piled the bowls into a pile, "I'll take a walk up the mountain in a while and try my luck."

  The main purpose is to see if I can find a cute little car... Ahh, the plant that the system needs is psyllium, and it depends on it to make a fortune.

"me and you togather."

  The two men in the family spoke in unison.

  Zhe Yu felt that he could not eat and live for free, and now that his family was poor, he had to contribute as a male. Besides, what can you do if you stay at home? Staring at the fake mother-in-law?

  As for Bai Xiaoshu, "Sister, there are many snakes, insects and beasts in the mountains." He wants to **** her.

  The family is harmonious and harmonious, and in the eyes of the old lady, she is more and more satisfied. "Zhe Yu, he is someone who can hurt people, um, not bad."

"No one is allowed to go." Baicaoshi said with the final word, "Small trees go to the field, this season, eels are probably the most plump; Brother Zheyu, you just take good care of them. If you have nothing to do, you might as well do something healthy... um ,action."

  Great, Bai Xiaoshu happily agreed.

   Folded feathers lowered their eyes, covering the ups and downs of emotions. "What... action?"

  Baicaoshi twitched the corners of her mouth, but unfortunately, there was no paper or ink at home. In the end, relying on her memory, she went through the five-animal play by Hua Tuo, a genius doctor in the late Eastern Han Dynasty, in her mind, and sketched the memorized movements in the yard with a wooden stick.

  After packing up the dishes, Baicaoshi left home with a small pannier on her back.

   And Zhe Yu, facing the health exercises in the yard, fell into deep thought.

   Recommend author Dong Yuenuan's new article "Report to the Prince, the Princess is poor and crazy again"

   [Prince of Social Animals VS Prince Chongxi]

   It’s fun to spend money for a while, and it’s fun to spend money all the time!

   The author's quality is guaranteed, with constant updates and occasional explosive updates.

   Partial introduction:

   May I ask, who in this world dares to ask for a prince to congratulate his daughter?

   It's Mian, the general of Dong Tianshu!

   Everyone regrets: The dignified prince was forced to celebrate. Is this the loss of morality or the decline of imperial power?!

   —

   Wen Mianmian, a sad reminder of a social animal, opened her eyes and became the daughter of a great general. She also got a handsome and rich Prince Annan as her fiancé. She thought she would live a life of gold and silver and boundless blessings.

   Unexpectedly

   The people in the government are not good at managing money, and it has reached the point where they are selling their money.

   The handsome and kind-hearted prince expressed pity, "The treasury is full of gold and silver in the palace, and the princess spends it as she pleases."

   Wen Mianmian's eyes shined brightly, "Come here, put in banknotes!"

   From now on

   "My lord, my concubine spends money like water, and today it's another one hundred thousand taels."

   "It doesn't matter, the king has a strong foundation, and the princess can spend as much as she wants."

   "My lord, my concubine spends money without restraint, your treasury is almost bottomed out!"

   "It doesn't matter, I can still make money!"

   "My lord, the princess emptied your treasury overnight!"

"What!"

   His Royal Highness King Annan, who is as rich as a country, is about to split.

   Wen Mianmian walked slowly, "Don't worry, my lord, I'll send you a street that lays golden eggs!"

  (end of this chapter)