The Immortal King has a farming system (Quick Transmigration)

Chapter 151: The Wrongful Exchange of Life Part (Additional Update)

The next morning, Yun Mo was indeed sick.

Yun Mo took out the typhoid medicine he had prepared yesterday from the pillow and took one of it. He then poured out a Ten-Ingredient Tonic Pill and took one of it, then lay down until he recovered.

He had been sick so many times that it had become a habit for him to take medicine when he needed to and sleep when he needed to.

When Liu Erlang woke up, it was already dawn. He panicked and quickly got up. When he turned around, he saw Yun Mo still lying on the bed.

He hesitated and whispered.

Liu Erlang: "Young Master"

Liu Erlang was ignorant and didn't know how to address the noble man. He just heard from the old people in the village that the men in wealthy families should be called "Young Master". He thought that the noble man looked like a child, so he should be called "Young Master", right?

Yun Mo still heard the voice, which was so faint that it was almost a whisper. He opened his eyes and looked at Liu Erlang.

Yun Mo: "You woke up"

Yunmo: “There’s food in the kitchen.”

Yun Mo: "Just warm yourself up."

Yun Mo: “Ahem.”

Liu Erlang: "Then shall I heat it up and bring it to you, sir?"

Yun Mo: “No need.”

Yun Mo: "I'm sick and don't want to eat"

Yun Mo: "Eat it yourself."

Yun Mo: "After eating, sweep the snow outside."

Yun Mo: "Cough cough"

Yun Mo: "And the chickens need to be fed too."

Yun Mo: "I'm not in good health and don't have the energy to take care of it." Yun Mo: "If you can kill a chicken, you can kill it too."

Liu Erlang: "You are sick and need to see a doctor"

Liu Erlang: "How about I sell the chicken and use it to hire a doctor for you?"

Yun Mo: “No need”

Yun Mo closed his eyes.

Yun Mo: "I am the doctor"

Yun Mo: "Just go out and let me have a good rest."

Liu Erlang: "Okay then"

Liu Erlang frowned and walked out of the room. When the cold wind blew, he shivered and quickly closed the door.

Liu Erlang took out the beggar's chicken he had made yesterday. After breaking the mud, he found that there was still some warmth inside. Liu Erlang was no longer hot and gobbled up the whole chicken.

He looked at the other one in the stove, didn't touch it, turned around and went out with a broom to start sweeping the snow.

After sweeping the snow, Liu Erlang wanted to feed the chickens, but he couldn't find any grass to feed them. Instead, he found a can of corn.

Liu Erlang simply cooked a pot of corn porridge, and he served a bowl of it to Yun Mo while it was still hot.

Yun Mo woke up as soon as he opened the door. He came to Yun Mo's bed with a bowl in his hand. Seeing that Yun Mo was awake, he became cautious, as if he was afraid of being punished for doing something wrong.

Yun Mo: "What's wrong?"

Liu Erlang: "I found a can of corn and made some porridge."

Liu Erlang: "I thought you were sick and hadn't eaten yet."

Liu Erlang: "I'll bring it to you."

Liu Erlang: "You, would you like to eat something?"

Chestnut?

Isn't that what he saves to feed the chickens?

Yun Mo sat up and took the bowl of porridge from Liu Erlang. Corn was good for the stomach, so he would eat some occasionally.

Yun Mo finished his porridge and handed the bowl to Liu Erlang.

Yun Mo: "Are you done with your work?"

Yun Mo: "Cough cough"

Liu Erlang: “Done”

Yun Mo: "Then go chop the firewood."

Yun Mo: "The room next to the kitchen is full of unchopped firewood."

Yun Mo: "Chop the firewood and bring it to the kitchen."

Yun Mo: "Cough cough"

Yun Mo: "There is a rabbit under the eaves of the kitchen"

Yun Mo: "Can it be cooked?"

Liu Erlang: “Yes”

Liu Erlang: "When my father was alive, he often went into the mountains to hunt." Liu Erlang: "I have learned how to handle prey."

Liu Erlang: "Cooking is no problem"

Yun Mo: "That's good"

Yun Mo: "That rabbit will be your next meal"

Yun Mo: "Handle it yourself"

Liu Erlang: "Okay"

Liu Erlang: "There's a chicken in the stove."

Liu Erlang: "Can I heat it up for you?"

Yun Mo: “No need.”

Yunmo: "Corn porridge is fine"

Yun Mo: "You can eat the chicken yourself."

Yun Mo: "Go and get busy."

Liu Erlang: “Hey”

Liu Erlang chopped the firewood as Yun Mo said. He ate the chicken but did not touch the rabbit.

By the evening, Yun Mo's fever had subsided and he was much more awake. He sat at the head of the bed with his clothes draped over him.

The twelve-year-old boy was so tired after a busy day that he couldn't even lift his hands. When he came home in the evening, he saw the young master sitting lazily at the head of the bed as soon as he entered the room. He quickly turned around and closed the door.

Liu Erlang: "Young Master"

Liu Erlang: "Are you awake?"

Yun Mo: “Yeah”