Qin Gengyun came to Yunling Town half a year ago and worked at Lingdanfang at that time.
He cleans the yard and two alchemy rooms every day, and he is very familiar with the unused bronze furnace.
Seeing this second-hand bronze furnace in this secret hut in Dongshi, he could tell at a glance that this was the one in Lingdanfang!
Thinking of Yang Fengshan not allowing others to enter the old alchemy workshop in the name of repairs during the day, Qin Gengyun seemed to understand something.
However, the current situation made him a little embarrassed.
Yang Fengshan is so secretive, it is obvious that the owner of the bronze furnace does not know about it.
Otherwise, he could just go to the regular Fuyuan Pavilion to sell it openly, and there is no need to secretly go to the second-hand vendors in the night market to sell it cheaply.
Since it was sold secretly behind the owner's back, then the bronze furnace came from something shady.
If I buy it myself, will I get into trouble?
If the owner of the shop found out, would he think that he and Yang Fengshan were colluding and cheating?
After all, the shop owner is a fourth-level Qi practitioner and a second-level alchemy master. If he had the intention to embarrass him, he might have a difficult time.
"Fellow Daoist Qin, what's wrong with you?"
Noila Mo noticed that Qin Gengyun looked wrong and asked in a low voice.
Qin Gengyun thought about it for a moment, then pulled Mo Xiaolan aside:
"Fellow Daoist Mo, I can't buy this alchemy furnace."
Noila Mo was startled and asked quickly:
"Why? Is it too expensive? If you, Daoist Qin, don't have enough spiritual stones for the time being, I can lend them to you."
Qin Gengyun shook his head: "Thank you, Fellow Daoist Mo. It's not about the price, it's..."
He looked at the sloppy vendors not far away and said a few words to Noila Mo.
Noila Mo looked at him in surprise and nodded immediately: "I understand. Fellow Daoist Qin's concerns are right. You really can't buy this alchemy furnace."
She winked at Qin Gengyun, who understood. The two walked to the bronze furnace. Qin Gengyun circled around the furnace twice, observing carefully, and then asked a lot of questions.
"This bronze furnace is too old. Look, there are still traces of the explosion. Even if you buy it back, you won't be able to make elixirs. The fire can't be turned off and it won't be usable."
Fellow Daoist Zheng frowned: "Fellow Daoist Qin, please don't fool me. Although I am not an alchemy master, I still have a good eye for things. Although this bronze furnace is a bit old, there is absolutely no problem in refining low-grade elixirs."
Mo Xiaolan said from the side: "Fellow Daoist Zheng, fellow Daoist Qin is the alchemy master. How could he fool you? I think your seller hid the flaw of the alchemy furnace from you?"
The sloppy vendor was dubious, but Qin Gengyun insisted not to buy. He had no choice but to take the two of them away angrily, still mumbling that he wanted to argue with the seller.
Back in the East Market, Mo Xiaolan handed over to the vendor:
"Fellow Daoist Zheng, please help me keep an eye on it and let me know immediately if there is anything suitable."
"Fine."
The two returned to Mo Xiaolan's stall. Mo Xiaolan wanted to continue doing business. Qin Gengyun was about to leave when he heard Mo Xiaolan say:
"Fellow Daoist Qin, I will close the stall early today. How about you wait for me for a while and go back together?"
Qin Gengyun nodded: "Okay."
Noila Mo smiled as brightly as an orchid: "Then wait for me!"
...
Narrow Rain Alley.
Qin Gengyun was in the kitchen of the rented house.
Qiu Zhihe stood in front of the stove, stretched out her jade hand, and a hot flame spurted out from her palm, burning under the stove, causing the pot of porridge placed on it to boil slightly.
But the flame was not violent, like a slow fire used to make soup in the kitchen.
"If you want to cook delicious porridge, there are three tips. One is rice, the other is condiments, and the third is heat. It must be cooked over low heat to blend the flavors of the ingredients with the porridge."
This is what Chen Fang, the female cultivator in the Taoist couple next door, said to Qiu Zhihe during the day.
The pot of porridge in front of him has been cooked by Qiu Zhihe since Shen Shi. It is now Xu Shi, and it has been simmering for two and a half hours.
For Qiu Zhihe, cooking like this can not only exercise the precision of controlling Lihuo, but also prove that even in the kitchen, she is no worse than anyone else.
At this time, a fragrance wafted out from the pot. Qiu Zhihe licked his lips and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
She turned her head and looked at the sky outside the window. The night was getting darker.
It's almost time to come back.
...
"Fellow Daoist Mo, I have really troubled you these past two days."
"You're welcome, Fellow Daoist Qin. You help me a lot on weekdays."
On the road from the night market to Zhaiyu Lane, Qin Gengyun and Mo Xiaolan walked side by side.
Half a year ago, on the first day after moving to Zhaiyu Lane, the first neighbor Qin Gengyun met was Mo Xiaolan.
Later, Lingdanfang occasionally worked overtime and came home late and had no time to cook. He met Mo Xiaolan who was returning home from the night market, and the two of them ate outside together.
They got to know each other quickly after going back and forth, and Qin Gengyun also admired the hard-working and cheerful Mo Xiaolan.
She is probably the most diligent person in the entire Zhaiyu Alley, or in the entire Yunling Town.
It's a pity that even with such efforts, Noila Mo can still only live in Zhaiyu Lane.
This fucking world.
The two chatted all the way and soon returned to Zhaiyu Alley.
"Fellow Daoist Mo, I'm going back."
Qin Gengyun bowed his hands towards Mo Xiaolan, turned around and was about to enter the house, but Mo Xiaolan said:
"Fellow Daoist Qin, I haven't congratulated you yet."
"Huh?" Qin Gengyun looked back at her and saw a heroic woman in plain clothes with a smile on her face:
"Congratulations on your marriage. You didn't invite me to wait for the neighbors to have a wedding drink."
Qin Gengyun smiled and said, "Don't make fun of me, fellow Taoist. You know my situation. If I don't succeed in marrying a wife and cultivating together, I will have no choice but to give up my Taoism and find a place with green mountains and green waters to end my remaining life."
Mo Xiaolan smiled brightly: "That's why I congratulate you for breaking through the third level of qi training and advancing to the first level of alchemy master. You have achieved dual cultivation."
"Fellow Daoist Mo, you are walking a noble road, and your future achievements should be higher than mine!"
Qin Gengyun said sincerely.
Regardless of whether he was in the previous life or in this world of cultivation, he was still willing to see people who worked as hard as Noila Mo succeed.
"No matter what, fellow Daoist Qin, please don't forget the agreement between you and me!"
Noila Mo cupped her hands and said solemnly.
One day, the two of them met by chance after returning home late at night. They had two drinks while eating at a night stall, and they made a grand date:
"When you and I build the foundation, it will come to light again!"
Qin Gengyun laughed: "I dare not forget!"
Noila Mo smiled sweetly: "On that day, I will treat you to the best spiritual wine!"
It was cloudless tonight, and the moonlight poured down on the narrow alley. A man and a woman stood under their respective eaves, holding hands and smiling heartily.
...
Saying goodbye to Noila Mo, Qin Gengyun pushed the door open and entered the house, his nose couldn't help but twitch.
A scent filled the room.
He had smelled this smell before when he went to Zhang Chengdao and Chen Fang's house for dinner.
It was porridge with chopped green onion and minced meat cooked by Chen Fang. It was extremely sweet and delicious.
I saw Qiu Zhihe in a black dress sitting in front of the table, with a familiar iron pot on the table.
However, unlike last night, the porridge in the iron pot was now smelling fragrant.
Seeing him come in, Qiu Zhihe stood up, with a rare hint of joy at the corner of his mouth:
"I'm back, let's eat quickly."
Qin Gengyun walked to the table and saw minced meat cooked in the porridge with green onion sprinkled on top. It was full of color, flavor and aroma.
He looked at Qiu Zhihe in surprise: "Fellow Daoist Qiu, is this the porridge sent by fellow Daoist Chen next door?"
