Li Feng's ears are not deaf. How could he not hear it? When he saw Jiang Yixin and Wu Cheng's faces, he was surprised. It was really beautiful. He fought with some black bears.

On the contrary, the expression on Li Feng's face can be described as wonderful. Luo Bi's body is clean, and the lining of Wu Cheng and Jiang Yixin is not like his mother.

Li Feng opened his mouth and tongue tied. Finally, he couldn't help laughing. He didn't bring such a mother. Familiar people know that Luo Bi doesn't recognize people, but Li Feng is speechless.

Luo Bi knew what Li Feng was laughing at. Looking at Jiang Yixin and Wu Cheng's dark faces, she couldn't help laughing. Yu Guang swept the gray spoon in the small basket bed. She was stunned and then laughed.

"Wu Cheng, Wu Cheng, go and wash your spoon. I don't see it anymore." Luo Bi shouted.

Wu Cheng got up and smiled. He took out his little quilt and patted it. He carried a small basket bed and washed it with a spoon and a small basket.

Jiang Yixin wiped his face, stood up and asked Li Feng, "has lunch been made?"

With a smile, Li Feng turned and walked away: "it's done. Wash your hands and eat quickly."

Jiang Yixin has long smelled the smell of stewed meat. Hei hei smiled and went to wash his hands. He took a small basket bed to help wash Wu's spoon while Wu Cheng mixed water.

The branches of the small basket are very smooth. It is said that it will be clean once it is flushed in the water, but Wu spoon likes to play with oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar. It is difficult to wash the small basket bed at all. Jiang Yixin spent a lot of effort to clean it.

Luo Bi took out her own small soap. Wu Cheng beat Wu's spoon several times, cleaned the spoon clean, wrapped a small handkerchief and got together to live. The war robe has been washed, and it is estimated that it will not be dry until the afternoon.

Several people finished washing happily. Li Feng had put the lunch on the table. Several people sat down to eat with laughter.

After dinner, Wen Xiao sent a box of fresh fruit and hurried away. Feng Ling and Qin Yilang are busier than Wen Xiao. They went to roast the emperor star in the morning and haven't come back yet. It's estimated that they won't return to the jade bamboo star until the evening.

Jiang Yixin washed the fruit, several people ate it, and continued to be busy.

Luo Bi took a lunch break and got up to continue refining. All kinds of spiritual plants were thrown into the furnace tripod. The transformed crystal stone was not willing to let go. She threw one piece cheaply, hesitated for a while, threw two more pieces, covered the tripod cover and led out the flame.

Li Feng cleaned the table, washed the tableware and went to the refining area: "what are you going to refine? How sure are you of this furnace?"

Ask who? Luo Bi glanced at him: "I don't know."

Well, Li Feng took out the vegetables, sat down to pick vegetables and chat with Luo Bi. Suddenly he remembered that Luo Bi's fryer didn't recognize people. Li Feng got up and moved farther. He measured the distance, sat down and continued to pick vegetables.

Fengling's task to Li Feng is very simple, that is, cooking. Luo Bi can't be hungry or stuffy.

Luo Bi's chat is just like her frying stove. It's not accurate. It's everywhere, from east to west, and then from south to north. Most of the time, Li Feng can't keep up with the rhythm and can't connect with her words.

But it doesn't matter. Li Feng just needs to listen. He doesn't need to interrupt from time to time. Luo Bi said it alone.

Li Feng didn't forget that Luo Bi was a good hand at frying the stove. He asked after a while, "are you going to fry the stove?"

"It should be a while!" Luo Bi was not sure. She glanced at the stove tripod and continued to list whether Zhan Hui was right or not. Some of them were not, and all of them were on Zhan Hui.