Nobody knew what Lucy was thinking.

After picking the mushrooms clean, the siblings washed the mushrooms together. They cut the big mushrooms into several small pieces, while the small mushrooms were set aside directly.

There are many different types of mushrooms. Susie picked out a few to give to her grandmother. "Dad said that these few types are delicious when stewed!"

"Then, my mom said that these words could be used to make delicious braised mushrooms!"

Alana took note of it and casually asked, "Does your mother like braised dishes?"

Susie nodded and said, "Yes, during the camping barbecue, Dad made mushroom stew, and my siblings grilled mushrooms. Micky, on the other hand, liked to eat stir-fried mushrooms. However, Mom preferred braised mushrooms."

"After stewing the mushrooms in thick soup, some soy sauce was added to enhance the flavor. It was so delicious."

Alana nodded, understanding.

Clara used to have a good time down there...

"Then let's braise these!" Alana said.

Susie nodded, "Mmmhmm!"

Curious Wade, who had many questions, couldn't help but whisper to Susie, "Sister, do they still have soy sauce over there?"

Susie: "Hmm, it's different here. At first, when we didn't have salt, my dad used medicinal herbs..."

Oh, right! The elixir!

Susie immediately took out several pills: "Grandma! Here are some local specialties!"

She picked out several mediocre pills, namely the Healing Pill, Herb Pill, and Longevity Pill.

The Healing Pill could resist viruses, so no matter how big the epidemic or how small the common cold virus, it couldn't touch my grandparents' bodies.

Herb Pill was also a way to strengthen the body, enhance immune system, and resist various diseases.

The Longevity Pill is quite clear, it can make people live longer and naturally lead to a long and healthy life.

These few elixirs have little effect in the underworld, after all, they are all ghosts. What's the point of being afraid of getting sick or wanting longevity...

Alana: "How should I add it in?"

Susie: "Grandma, you can add whatever you want!"

Alana nodded, and Susie, along with her two brothers and Lucy, left the kitchen. Just as they reached the living room, they suddenly caught a strong and fragrant aroma wafting from the kitchen.

It's not the kind of strong smell of cooking fumes in the human world, but an indescribable and intoxicating richness.

Wade took a sip and unexpectedly, his saliva dripped down.

Hamza sneered, "What a disappointment..."

Stop talking about it here, or else your saliva might start dripping uncontrollably.

Craig was strolling in the yard when he was unknowingly drawn by a fragrance. "Hmm... Your grandmother's cooking skills are getting better and better."

Susie said, "Of course! Oh, by the way, Grandpa, I brought you some bamboo!"

Craig waved his hand and said, "Hey! Don't bring any gifts for Grandpa, it's not necessary."

He was not a giant panda, and he didn't like bamboo that much... Although there was a patch of purple bamboo planted in the garden, his preference for bamboo was just slightly higher than his preference for other plants.

But Susie took out several clusters of bamboo.

The bamboo body looked as shiny as jade, and the leaves seemed to twinkle with starlight, not like the usual bright light, but like the scattered stars in the sky. When the sunlight shone on them, they felt as if they had a layer of filter on them.

The leaves were not very green, but rather a dark ink green, very low-key.

Susie said, "This bamboo can emit a fragrance. Grandpa, you can do Tai Chi next to the bamboo in the morning without getting tired all morning!"

"Grandpa, if you ran with a bamboo stick on your back, you could run ten laps around the Murray family without getting out of breath!"

Craig immediately said, "That's right, I loved bamboo the most!"

After happily carrying the bamboo, he quickly went to the backyard to plant it, not allowing anyone else to interfere.

The gardeners looked at Craig, who was swinging his hoe and digging four holes in a row without getting tired, with a bewildered expression on their faces.

Did their physical fitness decline? The efficiency of their work is not as good as Craig's?

Susie took out the gifts for her sisters and brothers one by one.

Wade was given a blueprint: "This is a collection of various major inventions inside my father's palace, oh!"

Wade's eyes lit up.

I gave Hamza a book: "This is a ancient book about the ancient times, which should not exist in the human world."

Hamza was delighted.

Give Lucy a pen: "This is a pen that can write automatically..."

Lucy jumped three feet high before finishing her sentence.

"Ah ah ah, I liked it, that was great!"

Susie quickly made a hushing gesture and said, "But Lucy, you have to learn to control it with willpower, then it will write automatically!"

Lucy's face was filled with excitement as she grabbed her pen and ran upstairs, saying, "I'm going to do my homework!"

Hamza's face darkened: "The first time I saw her so enthusiastic, could she really write automatically?"

Susie: "Shh... semi-automatic."

In the end, it still depends on oneself. As long as she thinks quickly, her pen writes quickly, and in the end, it feels like the pen can write on its own.

But if it is someone who is very dull, this pen is still an ordinary pen.

After listening to the explanation, Wade began to worry: "Oh no, Lucy is that gullible person. She will definitely accuse you of lying later..."

The words were not finished when Lucy screamed in the room, "Ah, ah, ah, it can really write by itself!"

Wade: "..."

I felt embarrassed.

Susie couldn't help but laugh and said, "Brother, Lucy is actually not stupid."

Whoever said that a person with poor academic performance is stupid, they just didn't focus their mind on studying.

This pen made her focus all her attention on studying, and soon formed a virtuous cycle, making her finish her homework faster.

Wade nodded, "Understood, it's like expanding the network interface of a 2G brain, turning it into 5G."

Susie nodded like a little chick pecking at grains: "Yes, yes, yes!"

Hamza: "..."