Passersby Through the Cannon Fodder of the End Times

Didn’t Erniu say that someone in the clan went out looking for food and didn’t come back. Ye Qingyu didn't want Er Niu to venture out, at least for the time being, it was better for Yun Clan people to stay in the clan. After all, the highest superpower Ye Qingyu saw was only in the late fourth level.

"These fruits were not found by Blue Sky, but my sister had found them outside before."

Ye Qingyu's answer disappointed Er Niu. Ye Qingyu continued: "However, I can plant two fruit trees for you and let them grow up in your yard. You can have a lot of fruits for the people in the future."

In Er Niu's incredible eyes, Ye Qingyu watched Ye Qingyu conjure a branch out of thin air, and then watched Ye Qingyu bury the branch in the soil. This branch is in Ye Qingyu's hands, slowly growing taller, thicker, branching, blooming, and bearing fruit.

From a branch to a fruiting tree, it is not easy for Ye Qingyu, who is currently in the late sixth grade, but it is not too difficult to do. Ye Qingyu took out a wood system crystal nucleus and quickly recovered its abilities. Turning around, he looked at Er Niu with a big mouth, and Er Niu's parents and brother standing in front of the door dumbfounded.

Ye Qingyu smiled lightly, this gorgeous smile looked like those nine-day fairies descending to the earth in the eyes of the Er Niu family.

"Sister, are you a fairy flower?" After a long time, Er Niu's bright eyes were as bright as stars. Er Niu had watched the cartoon of "Flower Fairy", and he felt that this sister was better than Flower Fairy.

"No, I am the same as the wood type supernatural powers in your clan, but my strength is higher. When the wood type supernatural powers in your clan have the same strength as mine, they can do it too. "Ye Qingyu explained.

Ye Qingyu once guessed that she could stimulate the wood-type supernatural powers because she had practiced the "Light Ling Jue" of the witch clan, was very good at medicinal medicine and other aspects, and became closer to plants. And of the nine powers of the Yun Clan before, five of them are wood powers. This should also be related to their dealings with herbs all year round.

"Well, this fruit tree is a mutant loquat, another fruit tree, I will help you plant it tomorrow."

Ye Qingyu went to the yard next door under the courtesy of the Erniu family. The deeds of fruit trees full of fruits can be spawned in an instant, and everyone in the Yun family will be familiar with it within a short time. Just when Ye Qingyu was in the doctor's house of Mr. Yun, the crowds of people from Erniu's family were all coming to see the fruit.

The east wing of Mr. Yun's courtyard is the consulting room. There are neither all kinds of medical equipment, nor many grids of Chinese medicine cabinets, nor even a trace of medicine. Entering the room, the incense that makes people look relaxed first. Near the window is a low collapse, on a small mahogany tea table, the fragrance of tea overflows.

Mr. Yun was sitting cross-legged beside the coffee table, making tea.

"Come and sit down."

This kind of environment is soothing, no one knows that this is for the doctor, this is for tea and chat.

Mr. Yun's actions of making tea and dividing tea are so smooth and flowing, it can be seen that he is a person who knows tea and is addicted to tea. Mr. Yun pushed a cup of green tea to Ye Qingyu's body, "Try it, this is my treasure. Not much, and it's gone after drinking." Mr. Yun looked regretful. Indeed, this tea will never be available again.

This tea smells strong, but it tastes very light, and aftertaste, it is unforgettable.

"I don't know what variety it is?" Although Ye Qingyu is not a tea addict, she loves the feeling of drinking tea. And grandmother's expectation of A-Nan is a quiet and beautiful woman, which is cultivated according to the standards of everybody's lady. How can tea be slack. So A-Nan knows a lot about tea. Ye Qingyu's fragmentary memory about tea, there is no information about this tea.

"This tea, named Qingmin, is not available outside. It is unique to our Yun people and has not been spread. Maybe there was only one in the world. Unfortunately, there is no more one now."

Old man Yun's face is nostalgic and sorrowful. It is not just tea tree that misses and grieves.

"Mr. Yun, I also have a kind of tea here, please taste and taste it." Ye Qingyu has a lot of tea in her hand, but she has collected a few in the post-apocalyptic tea shop, and there are a lot of high-quality teas. . There are others that can rival Qingmin. Only at this time, a rarer tea is needed to ease the grief of Old Man Yun.

Ye Qingyu didn't use the red clay tea set she used to use, but chose a set of white jade tea set. This set of tea is homemade by Ye Qingyu and made with her newly acquired spirit jade. The whole body of the tea set is bright and white, and there are only a few green bamboo leaves embellished on it. It is warm, simple and refreshing.

The benefits of using this Lingyu tea set for a long time are self-evident.

Master Yun watched Ye Qingyu keep taking things out, knowing that this was a spatial supernatural power. These things are treasures at first glance. Even the tea boxes are made of white jade. Father Yun paused with his hand stroking his beard. This is really a prodigal son!

Looking at the tea leaves put in the teapot, Mr. Yun was very surprised, it turned out to be white particles. He has never seen tea leaves as white as snow particles. As soon as the hot water was hot, the snow particles seemed to bloom, blossoming into bloom. Blossoming, six-petaled snowflakes. Not floating in the cup noodles, but floating in the tea water.

Elder Yun thought at this moment, if the teacup was transparent, it would be better. The snowflakes in boiling water should be more beautiful. I have lived for a long time, but today is an eye-opener.

With the fragrance of tea, you don’t need to taste it, and you know it’s a good tea. Mr. Yun took a sip and closed his eyes to enjoy.

"What is the name of this tea?"

"Nameless, father give a name?"

Father Yun nodded, "Let's call it Snow Particle."

"Well, a good name." Ye Qingyu's favorite is the deepest name. She usually mentions the tea leaves, they are all snow tea or snow particles.

Grandpa Yun looked at the jade jar on the coffee table and asked, "Little girl, who are you seeking medical care for? What are the symptoms? Why didn't you bring it? You know I will not go out easily." Grandpa Yun said. Then drink and drink. "Well, I can't get out."

"Mr. Yun, I seek medical treatment for myself."

Elder Yun stopped holding the teapot in his hand, and looked at Ye Qingyu up and down again without believing it.

Mr. Yun said irritably, "Take me to make you happy?" Hearing, hearing and asking, when he reached the middle level of Mr. Yun, he knew that Ye Qingyu was healthy.

Ye Qingyu said embarrassedly: "Mr. Yun, I do look healthy, and I know a little bit about the pulse myself. Um... My menstrual affairs have been stopped for three years..."

"Stretch out your hand." Master Yun caught Ye Qingyu's pulse, his brows frowned and tightened. After a long time, he withdrew his hand.