Charms?

  Mu Qingyun stretched out his hand to take it, looked at the red lines drawn with a red pen on it, and felt a little dazed for a while.

   What kind of era is this era? Why is there even such a thing?

   Isn't this kind of thing made up and played by those storytellers? It actually exists!

   "You invented this?"

   "Well, I invented it." Shu looked at her shocked expression and secretly complained, she was really worthless.

"You just need to inject your fire into it." He glanced at Shu, although Shu's face was covered with a black cloak, he couldn't see his expression clearly, but he knew that Shu's face must be full of pride. look.

   His younger brother, although not very capable, is very good at making things and inventing.

   Hearing what he said, Mu Qingyun looked down at the spells in his hands and counted them, there were about ten.

   raised her right hand, she drew out a spell, the flame came out of her palm, and she was guided to drill into the spell.

   Not long after, the spell was full, and the flames were crowded back towards her palm.

"How does this work?" Holding the spell, she became curious. Before, she found it interesting to see those children who had listened to Xianxia's storytelling holding a ragged piece of paper on the street and reciting half-baked spells they had learned. .

  I didn't expect that one day, she would actually be able to see such a thing.

"Just draw a gesture on the back of the spell," Shu said, and stretched out his hand toward her, "For this thing, I wasted a lot of high-quality materials to make ten of them, you will be angry yourself, and you are not allowed to rob us. "

   "I didn't want to grab it, but it was interesting and curious." Mu Qingyun glanced at the spell again and handed it back, "This thing can only be used once?"

   "Well, it took me almost a year to make ten copies. It took me millions to make ten copies." Putting away his precious charm, he put his hand away and squeezed his storage bag.

   Such a baby.

   Mu Qingyun looked down at the remaining spell in his hand, and without saying a word, filled it with flames.

   patted the nine spells in her hand and handed them to Shu.

   But just as Shu was about to get it, she took it back.

   "What are you doing?" Seeing that the nearby spell was suddenly taken away, he looked up at a loss, and the black cloak covered his confused expression.

  If Mu Qingyun could see his expression, he would definitely not help snickering. It seems that the black cloak not only helps him block the sun, but also helps him cover up his expression that occasionally destroys the "personality".

   "I can't do things in vain," she squeezed the spell in her hand and turned to look at Yin, "I helped you, you must not return the gift."

  Return the gift?

   looked down at the talisman held in her hand, a hint of doubt flashed in her hidden eyes, "What do you want?"

   "I'll give you a drawing, you can find someone to design something for me, and I'll pay for the materials." She handed it out.

   He gave the spell directly without waiting for an answer, which means trusting him completely.

   "Okay, give me the blueprint." Shu took the spell, and Yin agreed immediately.

   "Wait a while." She got a positive answer, and quickly turned around and walked back to the main house, took a piece of paper, drew a whip, and marked out the effects she wanted.

   quickly drew the drawing, she came out and gave the drawing to Yin, "Okay, let's go, I'll be waiting for you at the maze every night at eight o'clock."

   "Can't we just come in and find you?" Hearing this, he just felt that this behavior was just taking off his pants and farting, and it was unnecessary.

   "As I said before, the owner of this house does not welcome you." Mu Qingyun didn't mean to joke at all, and she really didn't joke.

   Grandpa hated vampires the most when he was alive. His granddaughter was killed by vampires, so it had nothing to do with these two people, but she still didn't want them to come.

   Strangely, upon hearing what she said, Shu, who should have been angry, remained silent. After all, the old man's death had something to do with him.

   "If it's ready, I'll come to you at eight o'clock in the evening."

   His goal was accomplished, and he didn't stay too long, and Heshu left immediately.

  Nuo was alone in the big yard. She looked at the piece of land, squatted down, picked some and put it in the storage bag.

   Looking at the sunshine, she took out all the plants in the storage bag and spread them on the ground.

   took off all the peppercorns and put them in a clean bucket.

  Wait, Sichuan pepper doesn’t have to be used only as a seasoning.

  Most of the oils in this era are animal oils, and a few of them are synthesized from other substances.

   If she uses Sichuan pepper to make Sichuan pepper oil, the taste will be improved to a certain extent, which is suitable for those with heavy taste.

  Thinking like this, she went to the kitchen to have a look.

   Grandpa also has a barrel of animal oil here, um, enough.

   took a clean pot, she washed the prickly ash with a bucket, found a sunny place, spread a layer of paper on the ground, and put all the washed prickly ash on it.

   Dry it today and make pepper oil tomorrow.

   Sorted the rest of the plants. She took out the fruits, washed them, first found a bowl, put everything in it, walked to the tablet she set up for the old man, and put the bowl on it.

  It's a pity, if I knew this would happen, she must have taken out these fruits at the very beginning. The grandfather probably has never eaten these fruits in his life.

  Although Grandpa may have uncontaminated land here, as well as peppers and garlic that are suspected to be real plants, she did not find fruit seeds here.

   Holding the remaining fruit, she moved a stool, basked in the sun, and began to eat the fruit.

   The phone kept ringing beside her, so she simply turned the phone to silent and quietly enjoyed the leisure time that belonged to her alone.

   Early the next morning, she set off to look for plants.

   Find some more, and when Yin has made the things on her blueprint, she can pack the things back.

   Open a hawker, she can sell at zero cost first, and then open a shop after making some money.

   Back at noon, she simply made something to eat and started to focus on her Sichuan pepper oil.

  The pepper has been completely dried, she put the pepper into the pot, took some imitation wood and put it in, while the flame in her right hand was lit.

   A lot of oil was added to the pot. When the oil was hot, she scooped some oil with the pot and poured it lightly on the peppercorns.

   As soon as the prickly ash was oiled, there was a slight stinging sound, and she poured the oil on it one by one. When the oil was completely poured, she separated the prickly ash from the oil.

   Sichuan pepper oil is ready.

  The spoon hit the basin, she hooked her lips and smiled, and took a glass bottle to put the pepper oil.

   went out of the yard, she waited for a while, luck was also good, and hunted a few birds that passed through the sky.

  Lovely babies, let’s use the newly made pepper oil to solve you.