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10. Age is a secret

"Sister, what are you cooking? It smells so good!"

The rich fragrance scattered everywhere, and everyone around here smelled it. But seeing Lin Yan was also busy in the kitchen, the female workers did not dare to come forward to ask.

In other words, Aika had no scruples, because in her eyes, Lin Yan was never a noble lord, but just her wooden brother.

"This is lean meat porridge. Let's tell them that it's time to eat, and we'll come and eat it together."

"Okay, I'll go now."

"Lean meat porridge, this is the kind of food you gave birth to. It smells so good that you feel very appetizing just by smelling it. Give me a bowl."

Flynn was not polite, so she came over and said it, and then started asking for it.

Elsa looked at Lin Yan, saw that Lin Yan didn't say anything, so she served Flint a bowl, making him a person who eats crabs.

Lin also served himself a bowl of porridge, well, it was pure porridge.

In addition to boiling milky white water and a few grains of rice, there is not even a piece of lean meat.

Lin Yan took a bite, well, it was this familiar feeling, this fragrant and glutinous taste that activated Lin Yan's many incomplete fragments of memory.

It seemed like time spent with family, common things like food, food, food, oil and salt, etc., but these memory fragments were very trivial, and the characters in the memory looked blurry.

Family and other things are too far away for me.

"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't believe that this kind of delicacy could be cooked in such a simple way."

After quickly eliminating a bowl, Flynn praised the process of making lean meat porridge is too simple, but it tastes more delicious than those foods that require much effort, which makes Flynnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn

Lin Yan curled his lips and said nothing about Flynn's appearance, but just said something to Elsa.

"I forgot to tell you that this kind of thing that doesn't add anything in it is called white porridge. If you add lean meat, it is lean meat porridge. If you have the chance, you can add the peeled eggs and add them in. That is the peeled eggs and lean meat porridge, which is a famous dish. The last point is that it needs to be added with some salt as seasoning, so that the taste will be further improved."

Aisha wrote down everything Lin Yan said. Although she didn't understand it very well, it was always right to write it down.

"Um……"

Flynn tried adding some salt, and just took a sip and felt her taste buds were hit.

I only added a few inconspicuous things, but the taste immediately became more than the same level, giving you a brand new physical examination.

"I suddenly regretted that I asked you to trade with the Berserker with this kind of food."

"Why, can't bear to bear?"

Looking at Flynn's constipated look, Lin Yan could probably guess his psychological activities.

Some people think that good things are shared with others, but few such people are. More people think that good things should be enjoyed by themselves, or even hidden from others to know, and keep them and enjoy them slowly.

The latter is mainstream thought, a matter of human nature. Selfishness is a major feature of all thoughtful and emotional creatures, and it is also the root of sins such as greed, resentment, and jealousy.

It is not surprising that Flynn had this idea as a son of nature. After all, Flynn mainly relies on deformation, and he has more ideas than beasts.

Surviving in the world is the norm for the strong to enjoy good things.

The most important thing is that he is from the Elf. Although the Elf is no longer as powerful as before, the nobleness in his bones still exists.

For a race like Berserker, who has developed limbs and simple minds, can't even get out of a magician, and can only rely on coolies to survive hard, it is understandable that some sense of superiority is understandable.

"Probably, the mood is a bit complicated!"

Flynn said this, then turned her grief and anger into appetite, and drank two large bowls of lean meat porridge until she stretched her stomach and couldn't drink it anymore. Then she stopped.

"Eat so much, be careful to hold on."

"I've already held it up, uh..."

Flynn burped and touched her belly and felt satisfied. Seeing that he was eating so well, Lin Yan felt a little uncomfortable.

"Eating too much is not good for your health. Come and help me do some work to eliminate food."

"Well……"

Flynn burped again, but after thinking about it, he didn't refuse. There was no way, he was slutty with his hands and had a short mouth. He took both of them. Can he still refuse?

With Flynn’s help, the cultivation of terraces has been opened to expand the scale of planting, and water diversion and irrigation are not a problem.

There is no way, the druid is like this, everything is good, and all-round development talents.

Flynn is a relatively alternative and lacks talent in plants, but her transformation technique is definitely first-class, and magic does not require special hard work to learn.

Because when he used the transformation technique to transform into a certain kind of monster, he also mastered the talented magic of this monster at the same time, so Flynn's own combat power is hard to say. He can switch to different monster forms at any time. After several sets of combination skills, the same class will suffer losses if caught off guard.

"I haven't worked so much!"

In one afternoon, Flynn and Lin Yan reclaimed nearly three acres of terraced fields. This speed and efficiency is difficult to achieve even with machines. After all, Lin Yan still started from scratch.

Of course, Flynn was responsible for the reclaiming of terraces, so he said that he had not worked so hard for a long time.

The last time I was so hard, I was when I was young, it was hundreds of years ago. He has been running around outside as a bard over the years.

After such a high-intensity work today, Flin suddenly felt a little sore, back pain, and knee pain.

"I feel like my body can't bear it, my back pain is sore, my legs hurt, and it seems that I'm really old."

Lin Yan is mainly responsible for cultivating and raising the breeding of these acres of land that have been reclaimed. There are too many such things, and he is not easy to take care of alone.

It is estimated that it will take three days to fully mature them and harvest the first batch of rice. According to the harvest he tried to plant, if three acres of land, it should be able to harvest about 3,600 kilograms.

This will be enough for the time being. When he finds a group of people to plant and manage, he still has a lot to do. It is impossible for him to stay in the farmland and be a farmer.

"By the way, how old are you?"

"This is a secret!"

Flynn said with a mysterious look on his face.

"I heard that the elves are all immortal species. One hundred years old is equivalent to the ten years of human beings. Then you should be at least a few hundred years old."

"Yeah, it's almost the same."

It's almost wrong, I guess I have to push it up.
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