The autumn leaves fall on the cliff, and the spring is several times on earth.

The streams in the mountains are shallow, and there is no trace of time.

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Regarding the changes in time and the passage of time, the feeling in the mountains is very light and inconspicuous.

It seemed that before we knew it, the birds and beasts in the forest changed their fluff. The tall trees that once sprouted green buds in spring turned from lush to golden at some point.

There is no calendar for square long, and there is currently no timekeeping tool. You can only use natural phenomena to judge the time, sun and moon.

The yellow leaves fall and the branches are full of red fruits, reminding him that autumn has officially arrived.

He walked slowly in the mountains with a basket on his back, throwing a bronze axe from the vine basket. He also carried a sword on his back. He could vaguely see the word "Lingquan" on the scabbard.

This is his standard outfit for walking in the mountains.

Fang Chang's route is different every time he walks, and it can be said that he can do whatever he wants. After all, no matter how rugged and rugged the hills and cliffs are, for him, they are like walking on the flat ground.

This trip is to come out to find some food for you to eat in the next few days.

Pick a few red and orange mountain fruits from the trees next to you, dig a few pieces of potatoes, and pull up a few wild vegetables. The squareness is as comfortable as patrolling in your own vegetable garden.

And in the bamboo basket behind it, the food types quickly became richer.

His goal this time was to the mountain where the chestnut trees grew. At this time, the chestnuts on the tree were ripe and were falling to the ground with the wind. You could eat them for a long time by picking them up.

Relying on the thick skin, I rub the shell of the sharp chestnuts, and the inside is covered with brown-red chestnuts. When I go back, I roast or cook, it is all delicious.

However, he still put half a basket of potatoes and fruits in the first place before continuing to pass.

Especially the ground potato, this is a good thing, and it is the only ingredient in Fang Chang's hands that can be called staple food except sorghum.

It can be steamed, boiled, roasted, stewed, and dried to dry and ground into powder. Its properties are similar to white flour, although it is worse in all aspects.

Moreover, the ground potatoes are cold-resistant and heat-resistant and water-drought-resistant, and they are not picky in the area to grow. Although the yield is slightly smaller, they are very potential crops for preparation. Fangchang is even planning how to promote them with effort and worry.

Colorful wings flashed through the grass.

Fang Chang looked good, and immediately saw it, jumped up and rushed forward, and caught a pheasant and threw it into the basket behind him.

I had fresh meat today.

Fang Chang is now very casual about hunting and rarely hunts, but he just catches it when he sees it while collecting it.

Although this consequence is that you cannot eat meat every day, it is easy and fun, so that he enjoys it.

Fang Chang can fly, and he also has a clever technique of moving and moving. However, when hunting, Fang Chang still walks most often, and never uses spells, but does it yourself.

Although he only treats it as food for prey and is ready to eat them, he still doesn't like hunting like that.

It was not because of bullying the beast that he had a bad hypocrisy, it was just that he didn't like it.

The mountains were full of golden yellow.

Most of the trees and grass vines shrubs are in the colors of autumn.

However, some plants have red branches and leaves in autumn, which is very eye-catching, adding some beauty to this large area of ​​golden yellow. Occasionally, there are pine and cypresses that are evergreen all year round, making the clouds in autumn more colorful and magnificent than the summer with flowers.

Although winter is approaching, Fang Chang is not ready to stock up on food like this time last year.

Because he knew that he would go down the mountain soon.

As for when to go back to the mountain, follow the circumstances.

The time for returning may be half a month later or half a year. Anyway, there is no shortage of food in Yunzhong Mountain, and Fang Chang is no longer afraid of hunger.

Moreover, the various grains, bacon, dried vegetables and so on stored now are enough for him to use for a long time.

But the small cellar was empty, so he simply moved his pickled vegetables jar and sealed the entrance of the cellar.

Under the chestnut tree, a layer of chestnut tree fruit has been laid.

Fang Chang rubbed and peeled the vine basket on the spot, filled the vine basket behind him, then held the bronze axe in his hand, covered the basket with some broad leaves, and then returned to Xianqi Cliff.

Most of the main halls were built, with bricks and tiles on the side, neatly arranged, and more than a dozen large trees to be used as purlins, all of which were the same length and were slightly burnt at both ends.

The clouds on Xianqi Cliff are filled with fairy air, and the fence yard is clean, making it look like a construction site at all, but rather a ruin.

Fang Chang walked into the kitchen and stored their harvests today. Then he took the pheasants he had just hunted to Huanhua Creek to brush and process them.

Soon, the aroma of food was lingering on the Xianqi cliff. However, Liu Aniu was unmoved by the cliff and was still lying lazily in the shed on the inner side of the stone gate, slowly chewing the tender grass one by one.

Finished.

Fang Chang lies on the recliner in the yard and rests.

The sun is just right and the mountain breeze is very refreshing.

The eagle on the cliff was combing its feathers, and there were a few furry balls next to it. They were descendants of the eagle couple, but they were all ordinary monsters, and none of them became monsters.

Because the descendants of monsters when they are not transformed are often ordinary beasts, while the descendants of monsters after they transformed are all ordinary people.

Perhaps for this world, practice is a rare situation.

Looking at the white clouds in the sky, slowly rolling in the wind, Fang Chang suddenly wanted to go up and take a look.

What will the cloud look like?

He did what he thought of, so he simply drove the auspicious clouds and flew straight up.

His current situation can only be regarded as "climbing the clouds", and he is far from "traveling to the North Sea and Cangwu in the evening". However, he is more than enough to fly up the clouds without shortage of time.

"Well, it's average, too."

The scenery on the clouds is very monotonous, the sky is blue and the earth is as bright as before.

And if you are far away, you will find that when you look down from the height of the clouds, the mountains below are foggy and block your view. This is far less than the land you saw when you flew west in your previous life. I don’t know if the Western Regions of this world will also be similar.

Pressing the cloud head, moving the lower joints, Fang Chang continued to build the house.

Sieve soil, plaster, move bricks, and then use a tile knife to stack the homemade bricks on the gaps.

However, before going down the mountain this time, these main halls should not be completed.

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Heshunju is a very high-end restaurant in Guangping Prefecture City.

Here we specially invited famous chefs from the capital. The dishes cooked are of high quality and are very popular among wealthy families in Guangping Mansion.

In particular, the inside is mainly a private room and the walls are thick and soundproof. No matter what you talk about, it greatly reduces the possibility of leaks, which makes customers praise it.

Lu Yangcheng only took two of his closest entourages, sat in the booked box, drinking tea and waiting.

These two followers, one is the coachman who has been following him for many years, and the other is Mr. Zhu, who is both a teacher and a friend in his opinion.
Chapter completed!