Wizarding World Beekeeper

Chapter 22 Routines
A very sincere letter.

Hua Mi was a little touched after reading it, and immediately wrote a short reply.

Then, while it was still dark, I notified the logistics department in advance, and it took me more than an hour to finish packaging 100 bottles of honey.

Replies are mailed separately.

After finishing all this work, Hua Mi went to bed to rest.

I drank a glass of honey water before going to bed.

"Now that I think about it, 500 bottles of honey is not that much."

The alien apiary is still in its infancy, and there is still a lot to do. Even the most basic infrastructure is not yet complete.

"There are now a total of 38 hive bees, including 30 forest swift bees, 1 painful bee, 1 armored bee, and 6 ordinary Chinese bees as backup... This ratio is not bad."

Thinking about his future bee farm construction plan in his mind, he quickly fell asleep.

When I woke up, it was still early morning on Earth.

Hua Mi simply ate some breakfast and drank a glass of honey water.

The effect of moonflower honey is to aid sleep rather than hypnotize. It will only make people sleepy when the body is very tired and needs sleep to repair.

But when you are full of energy, you won’t feel sleepy.

This is the essential difference between it and sleeping pills.

……

Seven pseudo-flower spirits with different hair colors formed a circle, rising and falling in small increments as the butterfly wings behind them flapped, and looked back at him from time to time.

Hua Mi could only hear the chatter of discussions.

He didn't show any attitude, he just sat under the eaves and read a book leisurely.

After a while, the seven little ones seemed to finally come to a conclusion.

Led by the red-haired one, it flew towards Hua Mi.

Hong Mao stopped in front of him and said with a businesslike expression: "Alchemist, we are willing to buy your honey. Although we do not have common currency for humans, we can exchange it for items. Do you agree?"

Hua Mi looked away from the page after listening to her halfway through. He listened calmly to what she finished, showed a kind smile, and slowly shook his head.

When the six fake flower spirits behind him saw this, they all sighed in disappointment.

The red hair also frowned slightly.

The foodie little Zi Mao jumped out and said impatiently: "But you said..."

Hua Mi interrupted her: "Yes, I said, honey is free. You are welcome to enjoy it at any time. You will not be charged any fees, let alone barter."

With that said, Hua Mi placed a bottle of honey on the table, opened the lid, and stretched out her hand to signal.

The seven fake flower essences were in an uproar and started chattering again, but their expressions looked a little excited, and their little eyes kept glancing towards Honey.

It seems that the word "free" is so destructive that even these fake flower essences cannot resist its temptation.

Little do they know that free is the most expensive.

Hua Mi has already marked the price for them secretly.

His goal was clear and everything went according to plan.

What good things can seven weak pseudo-flower essences provide?

It's nothing more than some berries, rags and the like that can be picked up in the forest.

What he really wants is to have these seven fake beauties serve him willingly.

Hua Mi glanced at the sea of ​​​​Moon Sleeping Flowers in front of her. The large area of ​​​​overwhelmed Moon Sleeping Flowers suddenly became stunned after the seven little ones worked together to perform magic.

It may be an exaggeration to talk about resurrecting the dead, but with this exquisite flower magic, you are simply a natural gardener.It would be a waste of resources not to include them in your apiary to tend your flower fields.

As long as he has gained their friendship and even their loyalty, are he still afraid that they will not contribute to him?
It is certainly not enough to contribute a few bottles of honey to this end.

The red-haired pseudo-flower spirit crossed his arms and looked at him suspiciously: "Why are you so kind? What is your purpose, alchemist?"

It's time to clear up the misunderstanding.

Hua Mi closed the book and put it on the table. He stood up and took off his hood and said, "You seem to regard me as the original owner of this wooden house."

Seeing him stand up suddenly, the red-haired pseudo-flower essence immediately stepped back and said warily: "Aren't you?"

Hua Mi shook her head: "I'm not, I'm just a beekeeper passing by. I saw this wooden house was abandoned and moved in temporarily."

After a pause, he continued: "I'm very surprised. How could you admit your mistake? Do I look very similar to the original owner of this wooden house?"

"You humans all look the same."

"Yes, yes, and that guy always hides his face under his hood, and we haven't seen his face a few times."

"So you're not an alchemist?"

After hearing the chirping explanations from the pseudo-flower essences, Hua Mi understood.

Indeed, different species appear to be prone to face blindness.

If it weren't for the different hair colors of the seven little ones, Hua Mi wouldn't be able to tell who they were just by looking at their faces.

"Of course I'm not an alchemist. As I just said, I'm just a kind beekeeper who is only interested in bees, flowers and making honey."

The red-haired pseudo-flower spirit pinched her waist and said with some dissatisfaction: "Then beekeeper, why do you put on this robe and hood, dressed like that despicable alchemist?"

Why wear black robes?
Because it's comfortable.

It's light and breathable, and doesn't get dirty easily. You don't want to take it off when you put it on~
If he wasn't afraid of being too conspicuous, he would even want to wear it when he returns to Earth.

The seven little ones gathered together to discuss for a while, and in the end it was the red hair who took on the role of spokesperson.

But she was obviously a little more friendly than before.

"We apologize for our previous misunderstanding, but the honey was made by you with great effort, and we cannot take it for free. This is unfair to you and blasphemous to the spirit of the Black Forest. So, tell us your request."

"Even if you say that, there's nothing I want you to do."

Hua Mi pretended to ponder for a few seconds before saying: "You may already know that the production of honey requires nectar as raw material. The better the nectar source flowers are, the sweeter and more delicious the honey brewed will be. The nectar flow period of the Moon Sleeping Flower is now over. At the end, if you want to continue making honey, you have to find new honey source flowers. Do you have any suggestions for this?"

These pseudo-flower essences were nectar experts, and they immediately provided him with information.

"Thousand Fantasy Flowers!"

"White thorn nectar is the most delicious!"

"Toadstool flower! Toadstool flower!"

"Why not try a kaleidoscope?"

"..."

When it comes to their profession, it's like stepping on the tail of a group of cats.

But is there something strange sandwiched in between?

Are you sure there will be no problem if you eat that poisonous flower?The name sounds bad.

There was so much information that Hua Mi's head was spinning.

He coughed and said: "One more thing needs to be explained. On the one hand, the nectar of honey-source flowers is delicious. On the other hand, the quantity must be sufficient, at least similar to that of this moon dormant flower. Also, it is best It can be closer to here.”

(End of this chapter)