Chapter 992 Effective

"Gudong, gudong."

In the clay pot, the milky white animal milk was constantly rolling, and the aroma spread almost throughout the entire stone village.

"High-end ingredients often use the simplest cooking method, adding a heartbroken grass..."

"Add another soul-eating mushroom..."

"And I'll kill you three thousand times..."

Meng Chuan kept throwing some things into the animal milk.

"Finally, add a little one."

Meng Chuan mentioned that the little one next to him was looking at the clay pot eagerly and was about to stuff it into it.

The little one strangely didn't resist. Instead, he actively wanted to get into the clay pot and immerse himself in the ocean of animal milk.

It doesn't matter whether you can drill in or not.

"Snapped!"

Meng Chuan slapped the little one on the butt with his backhand, asking him to be more honest.

"Uncle Meng, are you still not feeling well? Hurry up!"

The little one smelled the aroma of animal milk and urged Meng Chuan.

"Shut up! Don't imitate me!" Meng Chuan shouted to stop the little one. How could you, a wild man, talk like this!

"Oh!" The little one didn't care. All he cared about now was the animal milk.

After a while, Meng Chuan took down the clay pot, lowered the temperature of the clay pot to a normal level, and handed it to the little one.

In the past, when babies drank milk, they had to scoop it out with a wooden spoon. Now...

I saw the little one holding the clay pot, putting it directly to his mouth, and started ton ton ton ton ton…

After drinking about a third of the drink, the little boy stopped, stuck out his tongue and licked the animal milk near his mouth, and looked at Meng Chuan, his eyes bright and filled with admiration.

"Uncle Meng, your craftsmanship is so good!"

"As long as you like it." Meng Chuan touched the little boy's head.

"Wow!"

Suddenly, I heard a burst of exclamations coming from outside. The little boy looked outside in confusion, not knowing what was happening.

"You go out." Meng Chuan said, dismissing the little one.

Then the little one put down the clay pot and ran out.

"No more animal milk?"

"I'm full!" The little one replied. The energy in animal milk is very strong, and it will take some time for the little one to digest it.

"Then take it out and take a sip whenever you want?" Meng Chuan said with a smile.

The little one blushed and said shyly: "No, the little one is already a big child and can't drink animal milk. Everyone will laugh if you know it."

"Hahahaha." Meng Chuan laughed first. The aroma of the animal milk spread throughout the village. Who didn't know that you were secretly drinking animal milk again.

The little one ran out quickly.

Two years have passed since Meng Chuan came to the ancient era of chaos.

The little one is already three and a half years old, and he is the big child in his mouth.

Of course, I still rely on animal milk to maintain my daily life.

Meng Chuan took over the job of making milk for the little one from Shi Yunfeng very early. Of course, this was Meng Chuan's initiative.

"Feeding"

The animal milk that Meng Chuan brewed was naturally much better than what Shi Yunfeng had brewed before.

After all, the raw materials and "condiments" are relatively high-end, and they are also rare materials in the wilderness.

These materials can be easily collected by Meng Chuan or Liu Shen.

Two years is enough time for a lot of changes to happen.

After obtaining Meng Chuan's Immortal Phoenix Art, Liu Shen's recovery speed was obviously greatly accelerated. In just two years, new branches were sprouted.

This is a very big improvement.

In the past two years, the little boy also had his own name. Shi Yunfeng named him Shi Hao.

Of course, this was the name that the little boy's parents told Shi Yunfeng when they sent him to Shicun.

But at that time, no one knew whether the little one could survive, so Shi Yunfeng never said anything.

Now, it can be said that the little one has returned to his real name.

After taking a look at the clay pot, Meng Chuan murmured in his heart.

"It's probably going to be even harder for the little one to wean himself off now."

After all, the animal milk brewed by Meng Chuan can be called a treasure of medicine. It has endless benefits for little ones and makes people want to stop.

Some older children in the village couldn't help but salivate when they smelled the milk.

Then Meng Chuan walked out of the room and came to the open space of the village.

It's very lively here, and the children are showing themselves off with all kinds of things.

Stone pier, big black ox, heavy cauldron.

Some seven or eight-year-old children lifted the tripod one after another, making the adults' faces beam with joy.

This is something they were far from able to achieve when they were young. Now that their own little cubs have achieved it, it is simply more exciting than their own progress in strength.

When they saw Meng Chuan coming out of the room, everyone called Mr. Yuan in unison. Everyone looked at Meng Chuan with respect in their eyes.

In the past two years, Meng Chuan has been recognized by everyone in Shicun and has integrated into this simple and friendly wilderness village.

Yishi Kindergarten has made remarkable teaching achievements. Today, there are so many children who can lift a heavy tripod at the age of six, seven or eight, which is of course due to Meng Chuan.

For the people of Shicun, Meng Chuan is the person who makes their children better and makes their children become talents.

This keeps them in high esteem.

Meng Chuan nodded in response to everyone and came to Shi Yunfeng and several clan elders.

"They are all good children." Meng Chuan looked at the little monkeys in the center and affirmed with a smile.

These little brats who are throwing rocks and lifting cauldrons now use pure physical strength and do not use the power of bone inscriptions.

"It's all thanks to Mr. Yuan's teachings." Shi Yunfeng's old face was full of smile. He no longer calls him Yuan Xiaoyou, but also calls him Mr. Yuan.

Old man, your name is Fickle.

"Their own talents are indeed very good." Meng Chuan said.

He does take most of the credit, but if you really want to talk about it, the people in Ishimura are talented.

It can be said that almost all people in Shicun have good or bad cultivation talents.

No matter how talented a person is, as long as he has a cultivation inheritance, a certain amount of cultivation resources, and persists in cultivation, there will still be no problem in moving to the blood state or approaching the blood state before he is about to enter his old age.

Of course, this is the most ideal situation, because even this very simple condition cannot be met by Shicun.

The inheritance of Shicun has been lost, and cultivation resources are in a wasteland. For a village like Shicun, the countless ferocious beasts are not resources, but things that can kill people at any time.

This is a paradise for the strong, and everyone in Shicun is not a strong person.

There is also the point of persisting in cultivation and having enough time to practice.

Everyone has to run for their family and the life of the village, and no one knows when they will die outside while hunting.

There are many people in the village, but there are only a few clan elders.

Compared with Shi Hao and the others, they can only move blood when they are approaching their old age, and they are not able to pull their weight.

But you must know that there are more people in this world who have no talent for cultivation and will never be able to step into the threshold of cultivation throughout their lives.

After all, they are descendants of the seven kings of the Borderlands. Although it has been countless generations and the king's blood has been diluted to almost nothing, they still exist after all.

For Meng Chuan, targeted teaching is easy.

"Little one, what are you doing so sneakily?" Meng Chuan saw the little one poking his head among the crowd at a glance.

"Come out and show it off!"

After Meng Chuan called him this, everyone focused on the little one.

"Hey, little one, why do you smell like milk? Are you drinking animal milk again?" A child of eight or nine years old took a sniff and shouted.

The little boy suddenly blushed and hid behind the crowd again, feeling very shy.

He does have a milky smell all year round.

"No, I'm already three years old and I don't want to drink animal milk anymore!" The little one argued with a red face and a grandma's voice.

"Hahahaha." bursts of laughter suddenly sounded in the open space, looking at this cute child.

Everyone knew he was still drinking animal milk.

Then Meng Chuan walked over and picked him out and asked him to lift the tripod.

You have to show it anyway, otherwise, how can you highlight Brother Meng’s excellent education level?

The little boy was still too short now and the cauldron was too big, so he got directly under the cauldron and then lifted the thousand-jin cauldron with a "swish".

This shocked everyone in Shicun. This was just a three-year-old child!

However, this is not the end.

Even without Meng Chuan, the little boy could still lift the cauldron at the age of three. With Meng Chuan, things will naturally change.

Meng Chuan asked the little boy to lift a heavier tripod again. There were not many other things in Shicun, but these things were abundant.

Two thousand catties rose in one fell swoop, and then three thousand catties.

It was also lifted smoothly.

Everyone in Shicun was shocked and speechless, seeing that the shortest among them, like a porcelain doll, actually lifted a three thousand kilogram tripod.

What a shock.

It doesn't look like a human being at all, but rather like the cub of an ancient ferocious beast!

"Drinking animal milk all the time, is the effect so good?" A child who was as thin as a monkey said that his eyes were about to bulge.

When the little boy heard this, he immediately lost his guard. He put down the tripod and hid behind Meng Chuan and the others, and there were feeble excuses.

"The little one doesn't drink milk anymore!"

Laughter rang out in the clearing, and the atmosphere became cheerful for a moment.

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