She shouted to the camera: "Dear Tits, I'm now going to the lotus pond to pick lotus seeds. You're going to enjoy it, so you can get some gifts."

As she said that, she was about to go down the river.

"I'll do it. There are little thorns on this lotus, which will pierce you." Song Xiaofan stopped him.

Jiang Li shook her head, "It's okay, I, Niu Bidu, have blew it out. If I can't continue, they say that I will definitely lose my fans. Besides, as long as this thorn can't kill anyone."

As he said that, Jiang Li rolled her pants up and started going down the river.

The water in the lotus pond is not deep.

After Jiang Li got down the river, she walked carefully towards Lianhua, "Look, the little fairy is now going to pick lotus seeds in person, hurry up and give gifts!"

"Jiang Li, please slow down." Su Lan was a little nervous.

"It's okay, it's okay."

Jiang Li waved her hand, and suddenly she yelled and slid into the water.

"Jiang Li, what's wrong with you!" Su Lan was anxious. Song Xiaofan jumped in and helped Jiang Li up, "What's wrong with you?"

"I'm fine, there is mud under my feet, and I accidentally slipped." Jiang Li said as she covered her neck. As soon as she fell, she was injured by the little thorn on the lotus.

Moreover, the other party's clothes were already wet, and some scenery could be seen vaguely inside, but there was no material.

"I'll help you up." Song Xiaofan said, and suddenly he felt something seemed to be under his feet, extremely smooth.

He reached out and grabbed it, and something black, similar to lotus root slices appeared.

"Eight-hole Lotus Ginseng!" Song Xiaofan was overjoyed.

"Xiaofan, there are eight holes in the lotus root?" Su Lan wondered.

Song Xiaofan smiled and said, "That's right, ordinary lotus roots have seven or nine holes. The seven holes are called red lotus roots. They are short and thick, and have a bitter taste, so they are suitable for stewing soup.

The nine-hole-hole-hole-hole-shaped lotus root is called white flower lotus root, which is slender and smooth, suitable for stir-frying or cold stir-frying, while the eight-hole-hole-shaped one is rare.”

The medicine for these eight holes is very effective. He thought about getting some medicinal materials last night. Now it seems that this thing is OK.

"It turns out that lotus root still has so much knowledge. Xiaofan, you are so amazing." Su Lan smiled pursed.

Song Xiaofan shook his head and smiled, "Only children in the countryside know this."

He put the medicinal materials into a bamboo basket, went down to pick some lotus seeds, and several people went home.

After arriving home, Song Xiaofan asked Jiang Li to go to the kang first. He went to boil some hot water and asked Su Lan to help wash it.

He hid in the room and took out the eight-hole lotus ginseng and began to practice.

Nowadays, he is becoming more and more familiar with the cultivation. In less than an hour, he used this medicinal material.

"It's indeed a good medicinal material." Song Xiaofan slowly opened his eyes. This medicinal material could help him refine several bottles of medicinal liquid for Lin Zheng, and inject spiritual energy into the watermelon behind him.

But what made Song Xiaofan regret was that it was still a little worse for Ling'er to treat her, otherwise she could have tasted Chunxing's body as soon as possible.

At this time, Su Lan knocked on the door, "Xiaofan, are you in the house? I don't know what's going on. Jiang Li's neck is allergic and she keeps scratching her."

Song Xiaofan opened the door and frowned.

Generally speaking, lotus thorns are very small, and it doesn’t matter if they are pierced. When he walked in, he saw that Jiang Li’s neck was very red.

"It's allergic." Song Xiaofan glanced at it, "I'll treat you."

Jiang Li scratched and stared at Song Xiaofan and questioned: "You can cure your illness?"

"Don't worry, your disease is a minor illness and will be cured soon." Song Xiaofan shook his head, and he asked Su Lan to get some hot water.

As soon as Su Lan went out, Song Xiaofan put his hand around Jiang Li's neck.

Jiang Li hurriedly said, "Song Xiaofan, what are you doing? You won't want to take advantage of me, right?"

Song Xiaofan was speechless, "Don't worry, I'm not interested in you."

"You don't come here, so I don't believe your nonsense. I'm so beautiful. Are you sure you have no idea about me?" Jiang Li frowned.

Song Xiaofan shook his head and smiled. This girl was quite narcissistic. He didn't say anything, but put his hands on his neck and slowly input his spiritual energy.

"From the future, don't show off your power. Don't pay for your life because of live broadcasts," Song Xiaofan advised.

Jiang Li said hummingly: "Song Xiaofan, you don't understand. I am a professional lady. For my live broadcast career, this injury is nothing."

"You can pull it down."

Song Xiaofan took a look and said, "You don't even have a career line, so where does your career aspiration come from?"

"I!"

Jiang Li's cheeks turned red, her waist thrust, and her neck was tilted, "Song Xiaofan, who told you that I have no career line? You're blind."

Immediately, she stood up again and gestured with her hands. Jiang Li felt embarrassed. It was indeed the same as an airport.

"Okay, don't gamble, you won't even gamble." Song Xiaofan told the truth.

"You!" Jiang Li was furious, "Song Xiaofan, you are too much."

At this moment, Su Lan walked in, "What's wrong with you?"

"Nothing." Song Xiaofan shook his head and smiled, "We are talking about career aspirations."

When Jiang Li mentioned this, her face turned red with anger. Then, Song Xiaofan applied a hot towel on it. He washed one of his hands and sat in the yard to cool off.

Although Jiang Li has a little frizzy temper, she reminded him that it was to sell goods on a live broadcast.

Now that the Internet industry is developing rapidly, there are also many live broadcasts, and he knows this.

But it is rare for him to sell goods on a live broadcast.

"When my fish pond is ready, those fish and shrimps can also be sold live." Song Xiaofan murmured.

At this time, the little yellow dog climbed out of the threshold of the house and ran tremblingly to Song Xiaofan's feet, his tail swung, and his small head raised.

His eyes looked at Song Xiaofan pitifully.

Although the little yellow dog is still a little weak, it is much better than two days ago.

"Woof, woof, woof!" The little yellow dog seemed to see his owner ignore it in protest.

"What's the name!"

Song Xiaofan glared at him and pulled his toes away, "Go away, don't bother me about what I want."

He tilted his neck and scratched his head with his hind legs. The little yellow dog crawled to Song Xiaofan's feet again and barked.

Song Xiaofan was speechless and pushed away with his feet.

"Xiaofan, the puppy is so cute, don't use your feet."

Su Lan walked out and said, squatting in front of the little yellow dog, smiling, and stroked the little yellow head, "You are finally willing to come out."

As she said that, she picked up the little yellow dog and gently stroked it, "Xiaofan, I want to love small animals, this dog is so cute."

Song Xiaofan shook his head and was speechless. In their countryside, no one treated local dogs like this.

Seeing Su Lan squatting in front of him, the career line was very conspicuous, and the little yellow dog was jumping in Su Lan's arms, and he could see extremely surging.

He was a little envious and jealous.

well!

A human being is not as good as a dog!

If he was a little yellow dog, he would wish he could get into Su Lan's arms and not come out.

At this time, the little yellow dog was barking at Song Xiaofan while stepping on Su Lan's mountain, a little proud.
Chapter completed!