What a waste of resources!

Feng Changyin still reacted mediocrely.

Zhuchen took it and hugged it, and it did feel quite comfortable. However, Yingxiu only brought three beds with her, and there were no more.

Zhuchen smiled and said, "Thank you, senior sister. It's a coincidence that you came. Our new quilt has just been dried!"

Yingxiu asked: "What kind of quilt are you here?"

"You also saw it today, a quilt made of black chick down." Zhuchen put down the things and went to pick up the quilt that was drying in the open ground and let Ying Xiu try it on.

"Sister and uncle, please use this tonight."

Yingxiu hugged him doubtfully, feeling as if he was hugging a cloud. Maybe it was her imagination, but she felt that these fluffs seemed to be able to heat themselves. When she smelled them carefully, they even had an inexplicable sweet smell.

She couldn't help but bury her face in it and took a deep breath, exclaiming: "How can there be such a soft quilt!"

Yue Xing also tried to squeeze it with his hands. The quilt surface was very rough, but he couldn't bear that the wool inside was too soft. He praised: "It is indeed a good thing!"

"Thank you, junior sister."

Ying Xiu reluctantly put down the quilt, and when she thought clearly, she felt something was wrong.

"Here……"

Yingxiu didn't believe it. The care and love sent by Pu Fengquan and others couldn't be compared to the local ones, right?

She turned over the exquisite bag several times, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she shouted: "Junior sister, this is your favorite fruit! We waited specially for it to bear fruit and picked it when it was freshest and brought it to you!

Try it quickly!"

She said proudly: "You can't grow spiritual fruits like this in this place on the edge of the demon world!"

Yuan Poshui's eyes almost popped out.

This is not an ordinary spiritual fruit! Look at the bright red color on the fruit's outer skin, it is clearly a magical elixir cultivated with abundant spiritual energy! It is a precious material used in alchemy. He would not bear to eat one on weekdays.

It should be packed in gold, but why not use a bamboo basket?

"Hmm..." Zhuchen looked at the two bamboo baskets of spiritual fruits on the ground and said sincerely, "I like them."

Feng Changyin said meaningfully: "Fruit?"

Yue Xing asked: "What happened to the fruit?"

Feng Changyin opened his arms: "We also have fruits we grow here!"
Chapter completed!