"I'll wash the pot." The white fat man went to the kitchen with the wooden tripod in his arms.

He thinks it's profane to cook porridge with an artifact Dan stove, so he should wash it quickly to avoid being punished by heaven.

"Wait, it's not finished yet." Gu Fenghua said.

"It's down." Said the fat man. No matter how delicious the food is, if it comes from me, I will not cherish it too much.

"What a waste. Give it to me. I'll eat it later." Gu Fenghua said.

"Can you still eat?" The white fat man looked at Gu Fenghua in surprise. Generally speaking, they don't eat too much breakfast to avoid affecting their cultivation. However, the Baifang Qingxin porridge tastes so good that they can't help but eat 12% full. Gu Fenghua is no exception. It's hard to imagine how she can still eat it.

"I'm practicing the skill of refining utensils. It's a little laborious and easy to be hungry." Gu explained.

"With such abundant aura of heaven and earth, you don't practice wholeheartedly, but you practice the skill of refining utensils?" Xie Youran and Fang Tianyou look at Gu Fenghua in surprise. Let alone the two of them, even Luo en, who knew Gu Fenghua's temperament, was a little puzzled. In their impression, Gu Fenghua should not be such a person who didn't pay attention to the small and lose the big.

"Well, suddenly a little feeling, may give you a little surprise." Gu Fenghua blinked mischievously. If it had changed before, she would have been too lazy to hide it, but now she knew the origin of guiyezi, and she was afraid that she might have let it slip, so she could not say more.

Although I don't know what Gu Fenghua said about the surprise, but seeing her naughty look, Luo en and others knew that she must be reasonable in doing so, so they stopped asking.

"If you don't have anything, go back to practice." Gu Fenghua put away the wooden tripod and went back to his room.

"Master guiyezi, are you awake?" After closing the door, Gu Fenghua took out the wooden tripod, lowered his voice and called in a long tone.

"What's the matter?" To tell you the truth, guiyezi really didn't want to talk to Gu Fenghua, but he didn't know why, but he answered again, as if he had been expecting something.

"After working hard in the middle of the night, drink some congee. It can reduce the fire, nourish the liver, clear the heart and clear the eyes. It's also good for cultivation." Gu Fenghua said. It's true that the white fat man's cooking skills are becoming more and more exquisite, and the delicately cooked medicinal food is really good for cultivation.

"No drink." Guiyezi has been holding on for such a long time. Of course, he won't easily admit defeat.

"Really not? Well, I'll take it. It's a pity that Baifang Qingxin porridge is made with hundreds of herbs and white jade fragrant rice, which is a special product of Xinghua. There is no more herbal formula. Only the fragrant rice can grow on the Bank of Qibu River in the south of Xinghua.

Most of the Qibu river is hidden underground, and only less than half a mile is exposed to the ground, hence the name of Qibu. The white jade fragrant rice blooms in three years, ears in three years, and ripens in three years. It takes more than ten years for it to be harvested. In the past ten years or so, there has been no shortage of wind and rain, birds and insects. If it's not lucky, it may not be harvested.

Do you know why such precious white jade fragrant rice is not listed as a royal tribute? I'm afraid that the emperor will eat it well. I want it all. In case there is no harvest at that time, what can I do to pay the tribute to the emperor?

Bai Pang doesn't know where he got more than ten jin of white jade fragrant rice, but it's not so easy to find it again. In a word, this Baifang Qingxin porridge is less than once. If you miss it, you may never want to drink it again in your life. " Gu Fenghua sighed and filled a bowl of rice porridge at the same time.