Datang god-level small farmer

Chapter 131 Find someone to try

The trumpet flower that hits the soul directly: soul comfort +5, drunkenness +5, boldness +4, outspokenness +3
Look at it, look at it, what kind of shit attributes are they all!

Looking at the trumpet flowers in front of him, Liu Zian was so angry that he didn't even have the mind to complain about the attributes.

At such a critical juncture, he didn't give him an attribute to increase his strength, nor did he give him an attribute that could make up for the limitation of his beast mastering skills!
"MMP, the system is playing with me—"

Then, Liu Zian's hair straightened up.

"It was detected that the host was talking badly about this——the system once again gave me an electric shock, a slight punishment..."

In the cold voice, there was a rare trace of shame and anger.

Liu Zian: ...

Is it too late to throw away such a broken system?
"You hateful broken system, you have the ability to electrocute me—"

Liu Zian became angry from embarrassment.

Hereby—

Liu Zian: ...

"You're so electric—"

Liu Zi'an swayed, wanting to cry but no tears.

"Hey—didn't you beg me to electrocute you?"

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Liu Zian always felt that this voice was full of thick jokes.

Liu Zian thinks that as a man, he has to learn to be tolerant, it's not good for everyone to hurt each other.

"Ahem, the smart and lovely system is big, don't you have the heart to watch such a handsome host feed the lions?"

system:……

"Hmph—study your petunias well—"

Liu Zian:! ! !

"You mean, this morning glory will help me subdue that lion?"

Liu Zi'an immediately regained his energy. As for the system's tone of voice being a little arrogant, does that matter?
It's ok!
However, no matter how sweetly he talked, the system refused to make a sound.

Liu Zian had no choice but to squat down and look at the morning glory with water droplets on it.

What do the attributes of this thing mean?
The key is how to use it?
As soon as he thought of a certain possibility, he couldn't help subconsciously glancing at the crystal water drops on the morning glory, and gasped.

He thinks that for such a serious matter, someone needs to be tested.

He stretched out his hand with some distaste, and pinched one off.As soon as he walked to the door of his firewood, he paused for a moment, turned around and scooped up a ladle of cold water, and gave it a rinse.

Then he paced around and went straight to the potato field.

At this point, Cheng Yaojin and Lu Bu were still awake, they were drinking wine in the cool tent.

"Come on, Zian, you came just in time, I asked them to make some side dishes, let's sit down and have a drink—"

When Cheng Yaojin saw Liu Zian coming in, he couldn't help but be overjoyed, picked up a large bowl, put it in front of Liu Zian, and it was full.

Looking at the frothy white wine, Liu Zian couldn't help but gasped.

This old guy, this is intentional!

Thinking of the horror of being dominated by this old guy's drinking last time, the last trace of guilt in Liu Zian's heart disappeared.

"I'm afraid you haven't seen good wine, what's so good about such rough and inferior wine—"

Liu Zian curled his lips in disdain, and before Cheng Yaojin could speak, he took out the morning glory in his hand and shook it in front of his eyes, then lightly placed it on the middle plate without saying a word.

"Grand lords, you show off with a morning glory-is this..."

Cheng Yaojingang wanted to rob him a few words, but suddenly thought of something, his eyes widened, and he looked at the fresh morning glory on the table.

"Could it be, could it be the one from your farm again..."

Whether it was the potato shreds that greatly increased his son's strength, the garlic sprouts and eggplant that made Qin Huaidao heal overnight, or the small green onion that made people's lips and teeth sober, they all left a deep impression on him.

Seeing Cheng Yaojin's "suddenly enlightened" appearance, Liu Zian nodded slightly.

"What's so special about this?"

Cheng Yaojin pinched the morning glory carefully, and looked at the morning glory carefully with a curious face by the bright candles in the big tent.

"There's nothing unusual about this—"

As the fellow said, he put the morning glory in his hand to his nose and took a deep breath.

"Why does it still smell like urine?"

Liu Zian: ...

Is this a dog nose?

"Ahem—it's not important, don't pay too much attention to details..."

With a dry laugh, he pointed to the wine bowl in front of Cheng Yaojin.

"Why don't you put it in and try?"

Cheng Yaojin looked at him suspiciously, but Liu Zian is an expert in this area, right?

Although he didn't know why, he still threw the morning glory into it.

Inside the big tent, the aroma of wine was instantly tangy.

The mellow and long-lasting aroma of the wine made one feel drunk, and Liu Zian, who was more afraid of wine recently, couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva.

Let alone Cheng Yaojin and Lu Bu.

goo-dong-

The two couldn't help swallowing their saliva, and stared at the bowl of wine, unable to move their eyes away.

"Xian Ran Ru Drunk + 5 means it can make the wine taste better?"

Liu Zian was a little uncertain about the reality of this morning glory, and was thinking about it.

Seeing that Cheng Yaojin couldn't wait to pick up the wine bowl, he took a deep breath with some intoxication, and then slipped away——

Take a big sip!

After taking a sip of wine, Cheng Yaojin's face suddenly flushed, and his eyes seemed a little blurred.

"Oh - good wine!"

Then he raised his face, and it was all gone with a gurgle.

Lu Bu swallowed involuntarily, and stared at Cheng Yaojin with some unkind eyes.

Cheng Yaojin suddenly slapped the table, stroked his beard and laughed.

"Think about who I, Old Cheng, have feared in my life—that old man Li Er dared to beat my son. I must beat him so much today that even his mother doesn't know him—"

The guy stood up as he spoke, and was about to go out staggeringly.

Liu Zian's face turned dark immediately.

This is the boldness of the dog, the outspokenness?

This is not a helper to subdue the lion, but this is to deliver food to the lion, okay?

Lu Bu didn't drink this strange drink, and wanted to be annoyed at first, but when he saw Cheng Yaojin drunk like this, he couldn't help snorting coldly, and turned his face away.

I don't want to talk to him.

Unexpectedly, Cheng Yaojin was not happy, he squinted at Lu Bu, bragging carelessly.

"Don't be convinced, just a brat like you, when I was young, I could drink three of you—three—"

Lu Bu: ...

Seeing that something was wrong, Liu Zian quickly pulled Lu Bu back.

"It's embarrassing to fight with a drunk—two flowers, I'll give you two flowers later!"

Lu Bu's face paled a little now, and he sat down again with a muffled snort.

At this time, Cheng Yaojin had already completely forgotten himself.

Liu Zian couldn't help but gasped, this morning glory is poisonous, if one day he rashly eats one, and plays like this, it will be really good, and he won't feel pain when he dies...

He has a rough understanding of the latter three attributes.

Those who ride horses are more unreliable than the other.

Liu Zian went up and put his arms around Cheng Yaojin's neck.

(End of this chapter)