After hearing her words, Mu Wanwan was silent for a second, thinking of the cute and chubby chubby at home, and said, "It's okay, it's quite fresh."
"Yes, it's very fresh, but after all, it's a mortal thing, and there will still be a lot of impurities after eating it. It's enough to eat it occasionally." After Hongye finished speaking, she said a little excitedly, "Madam, after I finished plucking the tits yesterday. , sent a few to Mother Chen, the steward on the edge of the forbidden area, guess who I saw?"
Mu Wanwan frowned, "Bai Shuiyao?"
"Haha, it's her." Hongye smiled, looking very gloating. "How can she still be so arrogant when she followed my brother? When I went yesterday, she was watering the vegetable garden, wearing rough clothes and looking ashamed."
"I think she was lying when she said there was some treasure."
Mu Wanwan listened to Hong Ye's words, but didn't answer. She estimated that Mu Shan might give Bai Shuiyao some treasures, but the level would definitely not be too high, otherwise, with Bai Shuiyao's temperament, she should have turned over by now. But her biggest reliance is not the treasure given to her by the shepherd's father, but her golden finger as the heroine.
Mu Wanwan is a little fortunate that Bai Shuiyao is now punished to go to the side hall where all women are forbidden, and the steward Chen's mother is also ruthless and crushes her to death. After all, as long as there is a man, there is Bai Shuiyao The space to play the halo of the r-wen heroine.
Seeing that she didn't speak, Hongye thought that she was not interested in this topic, so she didn't continue. The two went to the fair of the elves in silence, and separated as before.
After agreeing on the time to go back, Mu Wanwan carried the basket on his back and paid the city entry fee and entered the market.
It wasn't too early for her to leave tonight, and by the time she got to the market, there were already many people inside.
After thinking about it, Mu Wanwan decided to find a place where the flow of people was good enough to sell the vegetables first, but there were many people today, and she searched for a lot of places along the way, but there was no vacancy.
Mu Wanwan sighed and decided to forget it, and give all the dishes to Uncle Zong to eat.
She smelled all kinds of food all the way, and came to an alley that was less populated.
When Mu Wanwan walked to the front of his shop, he saw that the shop front door was half open, and could vaguely hear the quarrel coming from inside, "Brother, why are you so obsessed!"
"When is it your turn to take care of me?"
Mu Wanwan accidentally listened to her ears, and felt that she should not come at the right time, so she turned around and wanted to leave, and come back later.
But she didn't take two steps when she saw a tall and angry orc slamming out of the store. He looked three-pointed to Uncle Zong, but he looked younger, and the beast pattern on his forehead was also three-dimensional. Dao, glared at her fiercely when passing by Mu Wanwan.
Mu Wanwan pretended that he was just passing by and didn't go directly to Uncle Zong's shop. After the orc was far away, he turned back and knocked on the door of Uncle Zong's shop.
"Go away, it's closed today."
Uncle Zong was obviously also angry. He lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking. His face was full of suffocation.
Mu Wanwan was a little speechless, thinking that Uncle Zong is just relying on himself to be at the fourth rank, and his strength is not bad among the elves, so he dares to be so fierce, right? She was a little helpless, "Uncle Zong, it's me."
As soon as her voice sounded, Uncle Zong was stunned for a while, and then raised his head with joy, "It's you!"
Mu Wanwan put down the basket, "Uncle Zong, didn't you forget me?"
Uncle Zong murmured, "You are finally here, you are finally here."
Mu Wanwan felt that there was something wrong with his excitement. Looking at the orc through the hood, he stood up and stared at her with almost red eyes, "Did you bring the Bixingcao fruit?"
Mu Wanwan didn't know what was wrong with him, but he didn't hesitate. He took out the Qiankun bag, took out the Bixingcao and Baizhenguo that he had sorted out last night, and put them on the table in front of Uncle Zong. .
Uncle Zong couldn't hide his joy, grabbed a handful of Bixingcao and Baizhenguo, took a deep look at her, and immediately opened the curtain and left.
Mu Wanwan is not stupid, she probably guessed something—
Is Yun'er's body deteriorating again these days? The orc just now was Uncle Zong's younger brother, and according to the content of the quarrel, it was probably Uncle Zong who had done something for Yun'er these days, causing his younger brother to stop watching.
Mu Wanwan sighed with emotion, Uncle Zong is really a very infatuated orc. Compared with the original scumbag, he is completely different. When Mr. Long was defeated, Mu's house was implicated. In order to surrender to Ao Qin, Mu Shan resolutely regarded his two daughters as abandoned sons.
Although Bai Shuiyao always said how much Mu Shan loved her, that was only compared with Mu Wanwan. What Mu Shan loved most was himself. It is impossible for him to sacrifice for his lover like Uncle Zong.
It was not the first time that Mu Wanwan came to Uncle Zong. She estimated that the waiting time would be a little long this time, so she found a bench in front of her and sat down, and began to observe the spiritual plants and seeds on the two rows of shelves. .
She thought that she would look at the seeds on Uncle Zong's side first, and it wouldn't take too much time later.
Mu Wanwan has already thought about it. It is estimated that she will cool down when she goes back this time. She also has Mao Chiu in the bedroom. She must buy warm stones, and thick clothes. The clothes she wears are a bit cold now. In fact, she also wants to raise some spirits. Chicken or something.
Looking at the wooden shelves in Uncle Zong's shop, Mu Wanwan was a little surprised to find that most of the grids that were full of her last time were empty, and the rest of the grids were filled with less valuable ones. The plants of burning grass are less than first-order, and there are still some seeds, but there are not many left.
Are they all sold
Mu Wanwan secretly guessed that after waiting for about a quarter of an hour, Uncle Zong came out from behind the curtain in relief. Mu Wanwan didn't even notice just now that the corners of his eyes were blue and black, and a little red, and he was probably tired enough.
"You really helped me this time." Uncle Zong's voice was a little hoarse, "Thank you."
Mu Wanwan waved his hand, "Uncle Zong is very polite."
"Alas." Uncle Zong sighed, the strong orc, but at the moment seemed helpless and decadent, he stepped forward and closed the door of the store, and said softly, "When you came, did you see an orc go out? "
Mu Wanwan nodded, "Yes."
Uncle Zong smiled bitterly, "I won't hide it from you."
"He's my younger brother, this time I came here to persuade me to give up Yun'er." Uncle Zong clenched his fists, "The Bixingcao fruit you left behind after you left is very effective, she has been awake for a long time, and even Even the animal pattern on the back that was about to disappear has improved a little, I thought Yun'er was about to recover at first."
Uncle Zong flashed hatred in his eyes, "But who knows, that curse, that damn witch!"
Uncle Zong's beast pattern was looming, and the blue veins burst out, "I thought, I thought he was just an ordinary fourth-order witch, and the curse he placed would drain Yun'er's talent at most once, who knows, I underestimated that curse. His viciousness also underestimated the level of the Wu clan. The day after Yun'er's beast pattern regained some vitality, she was drained of her talent again."
Mu Wanwan was terrified and couldn't help but said, "How can there be such a curse?"
Uncle Zong seems to be a lot older, "It's all my fault, it's all my fault, I know she wants children, but it is difficult for two powerful orcs to have children. After decades, I thought she had given up, I I don’t think it’s okay to have no kids…”
Uncle Zong couldn't continue talking, but Mu Wanwan had already guessed what he wanted to express by combining the previous curses—
In order to want a child, Yuner was deceived by the Wu clan and was cursed.
"The Lingzhi you gave a few days ago finished eating, and she started to suffer again. I almost sold out my net worth, so I let her stay up to this point." Uncle Zong wiped his face, "It's my fault, I don't think my brother has been Thinking that I have no children, I can inherit the property that I have been beaten to death for so many years in the future."
Uncle Zong sneered, "Now that I've been entering the auction market frequently these days, I'm in a hurry, come and argue with me."
Mu Wanwan frowned, "So is Aunt Yun'er feeling better now?"
Uncle Zong calmed down a bit and said, "It's better, the spiritual plant you cultivated is very effective, and it seems that it can reduce the effect of the curse. She just ate a little and woke up."
Mu Wanwan glanced at Uncle Zong and felt sympathetic in her heart, but there was nothing she could do. She has limited ability now, so she can only cultivate as many spiritual plants as possible. After all, Uncle Zong is in a similar situation to her.
In fact, think about it, if Mr. Long is dying, she will definitely not be able to stand by and help him.
Thinking about it this way, Mu Wanwan is a little anxious. Uncle Zong is a powerhouse of the third rank and close to the fourth rank. After so many years of birth and death, he has saved a lot of treasures, so that he can help her when her lover has an accident. No, in case Mr. Long had any accident, she could only stare blankly.
Thinking of this level, Mu Wanwan couldn't help but sigh, but it eased the atmosphere.
Uncle Zong smiled, "Hey! I've told you so much, and I also want you to cultivate more spiritual plants in the future. I think you seem to be advanced, right?"
Mu Wanwan knew that he couldn't hide it from Uncle Zong, and he didn't hide it, "Uncle Zong, I came here to discuss with you that I can get some second-order seeds."
Uncle Zong nodded, "It is better to nourish the body with second-order Baizhenguo and Bixingcao."
He didn't hesitate and knew the difficulty of Mu Wanwan. He only took two bags of seeds and handed them to her. After thinking about it, he took out four middle-grade spirit stones and more than ten low-grade spirit stones from the Qiankun bag and handed them to her.
Mu Wanwan was a little surprised, and waved his hand hastily, "Uncle Zong, you've given too much."
The rough lion orc laughed, "You are very rare in this continent to eat the spiritual fruit that can relieve the curse. You are willing to sell me all the time, but I take advantage of you, I never like to take advantage of you. People are cheap."
Uncle Zong looked at her with brown eyes, "The spiritual fruit you brought this time is more important to me than the money."
The author has something to say: Mr. Long: "I have no role in this chapter and only live in Wanwan's mind, and it is actually a bit damn sweet."