It is another thing to have inheritance, know how to read and count, and you have to practice writing by yourself.
Xiaobao wrote a few big characters crookedly, and finally wrote out the name of the shop, "Baoye Snack Shop."
Huan Qingyan was not too ugly, so she hung up the signboard.
"Take some time out every day to practice calligraphy, you know? If you feel that you have improved someday, you can change it again. You can change the name of the store every day."
Xiao Bao feels a sense of accomplishment.
After practicing calligraphy, Xiaobao slipped out to play like a wild horse.
Huan Qingyan closed the store and went back to the courtyard.
Jimo Ya was meditating, Huan Qingyan didn't bother him, she went to the backyard to reclaim some wasteland.
Her snack bar, whether it sells steamed buns or dumplings, needs raw materials.
If someone asks, where does her food come from, where does her meat come from, she needs an explanation.
So, she planned to use the land in the backyard, build a chicken and duck shed or something like that, move a few poultry out of the space, and use it as a cover-up.
To save those who care about doubts.
These are trivial things. She has become a mysterious spirit master, so she can cultivate a vegetable field, build a small shed, and so on.
Soon, it will be done.
Then, she entered the space and got really busy.
The inside is lush, and all kinds of spiritual plants are growing densely, and there is a tendency to be crowded.
There are also countless kinds of poultry on the lawn in front of the house, all of which are bred naturally, and Huan Qingyan hardly cares about it.
There are so many fish in the water that they are about to jump out. The spiritual plants in the water were also full.
Seabirds are also flying in large groups in the sky...
There are nests of honeycombs on the rocks, and the honeycomb forest area is full of honeybees. Huan Qingyan picks a lot of honey every day, and there is almost no room for the honey wine to be brewed.
This is not counting before living in seclusion, he gave all the unburied one hundred jars of honey fruit wine to Master Xuelao.
Huan Qingyan gave full play to the function of the basement and dug a large cellar under the honey fruit forest to store honey wine.
The spirit valley wine has not been brewed anymore, and there is no place to put it.
Then, some of the ordinary spiritual plants were removed, and the rare spiritual plants were moved, but it still seemed crowded.
A lot of spiritual plants and spiritual fruits were ripe, but Huan Qingyan didn't go to pick them, and just hung them on the trees and branches, so as not to have no place to put them.
Huan Qingyan saw it in his eyes, full of regret.
It would be great if the space was promoted again.
But the later the stage, the slower the space advancement.
It has been more than a year, and the rare spiritual plants have matured and planted a lot, and the common spiritual plants have been harvested countless times, and the space still has not been promoted.
It is estimated that it is difficult to advance.
If that peerless spiritual plant, the corpse king flower can grow and develop new plants, maybe it can make the space advance again.
However, the corpse king flower has always been in a drooping state.
In the space, there is no corpse energy to nourish it, so it is not bad that it is not dead.
Unlikely to grow any more.
Why!
Let's put it aside for now.
Huan Qingyan started cooking for herself...
Her own food intake cannot be satisfied by a few dumplings and a few steamed buns.
She feeds her son less because Lai Sheng told him that Xiao Bao should not feed him too much in the early stage. Xiao Bao's body still has problems and needs to be recuperated.
Huan Qingyan picked the best-growing and most eye-catching spiritual plants in the space, and made dozens of spiritual dishes with high spiritual value.