The next day.
Qin Gengyun went out to buy breakfast. These days, he had been eating steamed buns in the morning. He decided to change his taste today, so he walked to the fried dough sticks stall in the alley.
But Zhang Chengdao was also standing in front of the stall. When he saw Qin Gengyun, a smile appeared on Zhang Chengdao's dull face:
"Good morning, Fellow Daoist Qin."
"Good morning, Fellow Daoist Zhang, haha, good morning!"
Qin Gengyun laughed, a little unnaturally.
Seeing Zhang Chengdao, the voices of the loving Taoist couple last night lingered in my mind, which was indeed a bit embarrassing.
Zhang Chengdao naturally didn't know. Seeing Qin Gengyun's expression was wrong, he asked:
"Fellow Daoist Qin, what's wrong with you?"
"Well......"
Qin Gengyun first paid a Ling Baht to buy fried dough sticks and soy milk, then took Zhang Chengdao to the side, looked around, and asked in a low voice:
"Fellow Daoist Zhang, um... I have something to ask you."
Seeing how mysterious he was, Zhang Chengdao asked in confusion: "Fellow Daoist Qin, what's the matter?"
Qin Gengyun hesitated for a moment, then finally asked: "How long do you usually have with your wife...in the house?"
Zhang Chengdao is an honest man. When he heard that Qin Gengyun actually asked this question, his face suddenly turned red.
"Fellow Daoist Qin, you, you..."
Qin Gengyun said: "Fellow Daoist Zhang, please don't misunderstand me. Didn't I just get married? I don't have much experience. I saw that you and your wife are so loving, so I wanted to ask you for advice on how to get along well with your wife."
He was also willing to take the risk. Last night, Zhang Chengdao and Chen Fang lasted for half a stick of incense before it was over. Comparing his thirty-five breaths, it was indeed too uncomfortable.
If you don't ask clearly, you will always feel uncomfortable in your heart.
Seeing Qin Gengyun's sincere words, Zhang Chengdao looked around like a thief and whispered:
"Ours... doesn't last long, usually only about one stick of incense."
Qin Gengyun chuckled: "I understand, Fellow Daoist Zhang, thank you very much."
After that, he said no more, picked up the breakfast and walked back.
A stick of incense.
In the previous life, it was almost half an hour.
For a monk, it's really not that long.
But compared to thirty-five breaths, that's too long.
Qin Gengyun then thought about it, but Fellow Daoist Qiu has a special physique!
Maybe, if I meet an ordinary female cultivator, I can burn incense?
Qin Gengyun shook his head. I was also stunned. In order to prove this point, should I try it with other female cultivators?
This is too ridiculous.
Qin Gengyun stopped thinking and returned home. Qiu Zhihe was sitting up from the bed. The quilt slipped, and her white jade-like fragrant shoulders were revealed under the black clothes.
"Fellow Daoist Qiu, I'm sorry, I thought you were still sleeping."
Qin Gengyun quickly turned away and asked Qiu Zhihe to get dressed quickly.
This can be regarded as some kind of tacit understanding between him and Qiu Zhihe.
The couple's double cultivation in the evening is more like completing some kind of task, unlike a couple who truly loves each other. In addition to boring work, there will also be a lot of intimate interactions.
And during the day, the two of them kept a tacit understanding of keeping their distance, even avoiding each other when changing clothes.
Just like now, even if he happened to bump into Qiu Zhihe's disheveled appearance, Qin Gengyun wouldn't look at it too much.
Soon, Qiu Zhihe got dressed and went to the kitchen to wash up. When she came out and saw the fried dough sticks and soy milk on the table, Qin Gengyun smiled and said:
"Fellow Daoist Qiu, we eat steamed buns every day, let's change the flavor today."
Qiu Zhihe sat down silently, picked up a long and thick fried dough stick, broke it into two pieces, and put it into the bright red cherry mouth.
Qin Gengyun was stunned and murmured:
"Fellow Daoist Qiu, you are becoming more and more interesting."
"Smell?" Qiu Zhihe lowered his head and smelled himself, wondering:
"What is the taste?"
Qin Gengyun smiled and said nothing. He quickly finished his portion, stood up and said:
"I go first."
Qiu Zhihe nodded. Qin Gengyun walked to the door and suddenly turned around and said:
"Fellow Daoist Qiu, what I mean is that you are becoming more and more feminine."
After saying that, he opened the door and went out.
"Feminine?"
Qiu Zhihe sniffed herself again, her round little face was full of doubts, she opened her mouth and bit off the fried dough stick in her hand with a click.
...
Qin Gengyun came to Lingdanfang.
The atmosphere in the workshop today is even stranger than yesterday.
The shop owner hasn't come yet, but Yang Fengshan is...looking for someone to borrow money!
That's right, Qin Gengyun has been in Lingdanfang for more than half a year, and Manager Yang has always shown off his power and power.
But today, he saw everyone with smiles on their faces and gentle voices:
"Fellow Taoist, can you lend me some spiritual stones?"
Even facing Fang Chao, who had always been bullied by him, Yang Fengshan smiled as if he was treating his old father.
"Uncle Fang, I really need something urgent at home. I know you have quite a lot of savings. Can you lend me... ten spiritual stones?"
Fang Chao's face turned pale with fright, and he repeatedly begged for mercy:
"Manager Yang, please don't offend me. All the spiritual stones my wife and I earned were used to pay for my daughter's tuition. I'm sorry."
Seeing that Yang Fengshan's face turned ugly, Fang Chao had no choice but to grit his teeth and take out two spiritual stones from his body, and reluctantly sent them to Yang Fengshan:
"Manager Yang, I only have these two spiritual stones with me."
Yang Fengshan snorted coldly, grabbed it, and then asked Wang Ping and Xu Li to borrow money. These two people had been hanging around for many years, and they were not as good as old man Fang. Due to Yang Fengshan's reputation as a manager, he had to reluctantly take out a spiritual stone.
After Yang Fengshan borrowed a round, he finally came to Qin Gengyun. Qin Gengyun had a bitter look on his face:
"Manager Yang, you also know that I can't even afford to rent a house in Qingluo Lane. I live in Zhaiyu Lane where the rent is the cheapest. I have spent all my money and can only afford fifty baht. I'm really sorry. ."
"Only fifty ling baht?" Yang Fengshan snorted, his smile turning into disdain, but he still took the fifty ling baht.
After Yang Fengshan walked away, Qin Gengyun walked to Wang Ping and Xu Li and asked in a low voice:
"Is there something going on at Manager Yang's house?"
He had just made a rough calculation and found that Yang Fengshan had gotten at least seven or eight spiritual stones from asking for money, which was not a small amount.
Moreover, judging from his daily behavior, most of these spiritual stones will not be returned.
This is half a steal.
Wang Ping sighed: "I hope something happens to his family! This shameless thief borrowed our spirit stones to pay the bride price and marry his wife!"
"bride price?"
Qin Gengyun was startled, then shook his head and laughed.
In his previous life, he had seen many people borrowing money to collect gifts, but he didn't expect that such a thing would happen after traveling to the world of cultivating immortals.
Thinking about it, the female cultivators he dated before often received three to five hundred spirit stones as gifts, as well as the Spirit Vein Immortal Mansion. Yang Fengshan was just the manager of a small alchemy workshop, and his monthly income was only five or six spirit stones at most.
How can you afford so many gifts?
He just didn't know what the female cultivator Yang Fengshan wanted to marry looked like, so she actually asked him to lose face and borrow money from the low-level medicine attendants in the alchemy shop.
After this episode, everyone continued to work (catching fish), and soon it was time for You, and Qin Gengyun walked out of Lingdan Square on time.
He did not go home directly, but came to Rouge Pavilion.
Seeing the magic circle spiritual robe worn by the middle-aged male cultivator last night, Qin Gengyun thought of Qiu Zhihe's recent cultivation of spiritual grass for him. He thought that the loss of spiritual energy was not small. If he bought her a magic circle that could speed up the recovery of spiritual power. Spirit robe, she should be very happy.
"Fellow Daoist Qin, are you here to buy a hosta for your wife again?"
It was the same female cultivator who had a blind date with Qin Gengyun. She saw Qin Gengyun coming in and greeted him warmly.
Qin Gengyun cupped his hands and said, "Fellow Taoist, I want to choose a magical array spiritual robe for my wife. Do you have a suitable one here?"
"Magic array spirit robe?" The charming lady's eyes lit up and a smile appeared on her face:
"Fellow Daoist Qin, have you forgotten? My surname is Chen, just call me Chen Jia."
Qin Gengyun said: "Fellow Daoist Chen, please show me the magic array spiritual robe."
"Okay, Fellow Daoist Qin, come with me."
Chen Jia's smile became more and more charming, and she led Qin Gengyun to the wooden rack full of clothes, pointing to a red pleated skirt with moiré pattern:
"Fellow Daoist Qin, the inner lining of this skirt is embroidered with the 'Spirit Recovery Formation', which can speed up the recovery of spiritual power. The style is also extremely beautiful and is suitable for delicate newlyweds."
Qin Gengyun looked at the skirt up and down, thinking of Qiu Zhihe's pretty appearance in the red wedding dress that night, and asked:
"How many spiritual stones does this skirt cost?"
Chen Jia smiled and said: "Twenty spirit stones."
