The aunts went to see the ingredients again. All the vegetables were in a big basket in the yard. Several women discussed with each other to pick out the vegetables that could be used and get a choice of vegetables.

There was busy pickling pickles. Luo Huan sat with his cousins and talked about the hunting of obsidian.

The girl at home was curious. She went to listen, and then came back to talk to Luo Bi again. Luo Ping asked Luo Bi, "sister Luo Bi, can you dig ginseng insects and shellfish and take a shovel and hoe? Don't you need to bring other equipment?"

The girls talked around the small table in the yard because the temperature dropped a little late at night.

Luo Bi was cold and felt, finishing his jacket and putting it on, and thinking, "can also bring small rakes and small shovels, and special digging shovel must also be carried. We can not see other shellfish to avoid digging up the insects, and some shellfish are not good to dig."

She talked about the possibility and didn't listen to everyone.

After hearing this, everyone hurriedly looked for tools from the storage bracelet and took them out the same way. All kinds of small shovels and hoes, some of which are new and some are often used. The front end of the hoe is smooth, which Luo Bi can see at a glance.

"It's easy to use and light." Luo Bi picked it out from a pile of shovels and hoes and asked with interest, "whose one? This small hoe is easy to use. It's better to use more."

Luo Ping was not arrogant and impetuous. She looked into her eyes and answered, "sister Luo Bi, the little hoe is mine. You should like to use it for you. I still have several. I found several at home and took them all."

Luo Bi put it back: "no, I have."

Tong Guan took the opportunity to pick it up and handed it to Luo Yanyan: "Luo Ping has many small hoes. You just take them and use them. Don't you have no tools? Luo Ping has extra ones. You can use one just right."

Luo Yanyan couldn't say it just now. I should have changed my mind.

Luo Bi smiled lightly. If you want what Luo Huan said, ordinary ingredients can't be eaten now, then nutritional and energy ingredients will be the main ingredients in the future, and they will be more scarce. Luo Yanyan is too stupid to dig ginseng insects.

Just pretend to be rich and show off.

Mrs. Luo, the eldest aunt of emperor Xing, is also the mistress of a family. Mrs. Zhu is also from everyone of the noble family. She doesn't look like Luo Yanyan. This is not rare, that is not rare. Who does she think she is?

"I don't have a small hoe yet. I only have a shovel," shouted the younger generation of the Luo family.

"Use mine." Luo Ping took some samples and handed them over: "I don't know. I don't bring all the tools. Sister curly Yan, do you use that small hoe? If you use it, I won't give it to others."

Luo Yanyan stopped pretending and nodded, "I'll use this little hoe."

Luo Ping also said, "OK, I'll use that one for you."

Luo Bi went back to the small table and sat down. Look, character determines a person's living space. She said that the small hoe works well. Tong Guan robbed her close aunt. Luo Yanyan accounted for the best resources. Everyone didn't say anything.

Robbie didn't like it and simply didn't participate.

After about half an hour, the aunts also came together and asked the younger generation to help sort out the tools. The younger generation just had nothing to do and took over the task with one voice. It's just counting the number. It's enough. It's really not a complicated job.

Too idle, so the younger generation put a small hoe shovel to play around, Luo Bi looked boring and wanted to go home.