"I understand your eagerness to have your own broom, but you can't skip lunch! I don't want to see you dizzy with hunger in the afternoon and tear the branches apart!" Amisha said. Hearing this, the little witches took out a small oil paper bag from their pockets, opened it and found two pieces of breadfruit cake, and stuffed them directly into their mouths: "Okay, I'm full!" The whole process took less than ten seconds. They came prepared today! Without being modest, after seeing the course schedule on Friday night, they prepared lunch for this week in advance, all breadfruit cake! "..." Amisha in the blue robe was shocked and glanced at Moran. Although today was her first time meeting the second-year little witches, she knew Moran very well. This was definitely her doing, and the little witches must have been influenced by her. Moran said that she was innocent.
To be honest, Moran was confused when Vasida came to remind her to pick breadfruit to make fruit cakes and prepare for the flying class last Saturday afternoon. Although she had prepared bread and fruit cake for lunch on school days, she was embarrassed by the double standards of the little witches. Last year, everyone advised her not to eat fruit cake every day to save time, and Ai Si even gave her dried meat. This year, everyone consciously prepared fruit cake for the flight class. On the way to class in the morning, Moran specifically asked Ai Si what lunch she brought today. She actually brought fruit cake, too, because fruit cake is dry and not greasy, does not dirty hands, is moderately soft and hard, and is faster to eat. In short, for the little witches. For other classes, the dormitory must be returned, and lunch must be eaten! Eating fruit cake is abusing yourself. In the flight class, the fruit cake is really delicious~ Ms. Amisha's eyes made Moran feel confused. Does the dean not want to go back for lunch? She touched her bag and took out the extra bag of bread and fruit cake: "Dean, why don't you eat some too? You don't have to go back to the castle for lunch." As far as she knew, only the guardian dean and the dean's original body had the authority to teleport within the academy, and the deans who taught them had to travel on brooms. And these clones also had food needs. They are still loyal customers of the card mall's finished food cards. Other witches use the card mall's food cards to improve their lives, and Ms. Amisha's clones use her card mall as a working canteen. Amisha immediately stepped back: "No." The students rolled their own, but she, the dean, didn't. Not only did she have to eat, she also had to take a lunch break! Amid the little witches' retaining eyes, Amisha in a blue robe fled from the greenhouse.
It was terrible, and she almost lost her lunch break. "What a pity, now we can't move on to the next step right after we clean up the broom grass." Vasida said regretfully. "Yes! Although the steps are written in the book, without the dean by my side, it would be bad if I make a mistake and damage the broom grass." Sylph sighed. Moran: "..." Who is the king of the roll? In the afternoon, Amisha in a blue robe arrived at the greenhouse on time. After passing through the woods, she saw the little witches sitting in a row on the grass holding broom grass. Twenty-eight pairs of eyes were staring at her before she walked out of the woods. As soon as she stepped out of the woods, they all stood up in unison: "Dean, you are finally here! We have cleaned up the broom grass." Amisha paused slightly, and she even looked at her pocket watch. Yes, she was not late. It is normal for a little witch who has walked to school for a whole year to be active in the flying class. The little witches in the past have been like this. But at most, they only actively preview the textbooks after class and concentrate on listening in class. But what about the little witches in front of them? The broom grass that was originally expected to be completely cleaned up in a day was now cleaned up in one morning. The branches and roots were polished to a shine, and it looked as if they had been wiped and maintained with tung oil. If she hadn't been there, the little witches wouldn't have dared to dismantle the trunk, branches and roots of the broom grass without permission. She suspected that she was not looking at a little witch holding a broom grass, but a little witch holding a broom. No other class of little witches was like this, and even the dean, who was supposed to take a lunch break after class, felt a little guilty. At this rate, the flying class might end early. Amisha was already considering whether she should move next week's class forward if the little witches finished their flying class learning tasks early. Since it was already time for class and the little witches were so proactive, Amisha was not vague. She laid 28 straw mats on the grass and asked the little witches to go up, and then gave each of them a charcoal pencil: "Use the charcoal pencil to mark the places where you are going to prune. Note that you should prioritize pruning the main branches and main roots. If you can cut them off in clusters, cut them off in clusters. Try to keep large clusters of branches and long branches. This is easier to take and store. It is also easier to make broom heads and take care of them later. Don't be anxious. Think more about how to prune to make the most of the branches and roots. Mark them and check them for me before you can start pruning." This is a rare step that requires the dean to check and make sure that the little witches don't waste materials. Although Moran, like other little witches, waited until the dean came before starting this step, she had actually studied in her mind how to prune these branches and roots so that they could all be used. Thanks again to Blue Star Memory. There are no flying brooms on Blue Star, but there are plenty of brooms for sweeping the floor on Blue Star. Who said that the basic flying broom is exactly the same as the broom for sweeping the floor? Although few people use this primitive version of brooms on Blue Star now, there were many such brooms in ancient times when technology was not developed! She also has a lot of production methods and techniques in her mind.
While other little witches were still thinking about where to cut, Moran had already marked the broom with a charcoal pencil, and she was very decisive. It took three minutes to mark it, and raised her hand to call Ms. Amisha to check it. After Amisha looked at it carefully, she nodded: "Not bad! This pruning plan is indeed the most suitable, and you can start pruning. Take out the smallest branch shears in your {Witch Farm Tool Card}, command it to press this mark, and cut off all the branches and roots of the broom grass." "Don't you cut it yourself?" Moran asked. I used to do it myself. When I touched the broom grass, I didn't even use magic. I didn't want any accidents to happen. After all, using magic could fail. "Pruning by hand is not as strong as using infected farm tools, and it is not as decisive as cutting by hand." Amisha said: "Of course, if your pruning shears are not very obedient, it is better to prune by hand."