Faced with Zhang Ji's request for more money, Yan Lingji snorted and remained noncommittal.
However, Yan Lingji appeared calm on the surface, but in fact, she was in a state of turmoil inside.
Ever since she left the water tank, she had been following Zhang Ji.
I originally thought that Zhang Ji was just relying on Luo Wang to support him, but in fact he didn't have any commendable abilities.
But Zhang Ji actually said that he could not only find Tianze's whereabouts, but also rescue Tianze by the way?
She had witnessed with her own eyes a group of trap killers following Jing Salamander out of South Korea. Now that the power of these trap killers was not to mention finding out Tianze's whereabouts, it would be difficult even for them to protect Zhang Ji. Is there anything else he hadn't let him know? Trump card?
But no matter how powerful that trump card is, the opponent is a country!
Although South Korea is the weakest country among the Seven Kingdoms, since it can stand out from the eight hundred princes of the Zhou Dynasty and survive to this day, it is enough to be one of the "Seven Heroes of the Warring States Period".
However, this country is really not enough in the eyes of the more powerful countries headed by Qin and Chu, but it is not comparable to small countries like Weiguo and Baiyue.
Whether it is to explore Tianze's whereabouts or to rescue Tianze, such behavior is tantamount to a slap in the face of the king, prime minister, general and many civil servants and generals of South Korea.
Once Zhang Ji's behavior is exposed, he will become the enemy of the entire South Korea.
In this world, the only organization that has the strength to fight against a country is Luo Wang, so Yan Lingji really doesn't understand what other trump cards Zhang Ji has that actually gives him the confidence to challenge a country?
Yan Lingji held her chin, that charming face right in front of Zhang Ji's eyes, her beautiful eyes turning as she looked at the man in front of her who she couldn't see through.
"What kind of secret are you hiding?"
Yan Lingji stretched out her other hand, pinched Zhang Ji's chin, and leaned her upper body forward towards Zhang Ji. Her light blue eyes stared closely at Zhang Ji's dark eyes, as if she wanted to see something from them. What.
"I have never hidden anything from you and Sister Jing salamander. It's just that there are some methods that I didn't have a chance to use, so I didn't show them to you."
Zhang Ji felt the close heat and the faint fragrance hitting his face from the tip of Yan Lingji's nose. He took the wine jar and bottle from the table and poured himself a glass of wine.
This jar of wine was taken out of the ice cellar.
Ice cellars did not appear in later generations, but have existed since ancient times.
The earliest record is from the Xia Dynasty. "Xia Xiaozheng" contains: "In March, ice is awarded, and the ice is divided by officials." That is to say, the king of Xia will distribute ice cubes to officials above the doctor in March every year.
"Zhou Rites": "Lingren holds ice in his hands, he is in the first year of his life, in the eleventh month of the month, he is ordered to cut the ice, and the three of them are Ling."
"The Rites of Zhou" also records the official responsible for taking and making ice, named "Ling Ren". , among which "Lingren" was the official responsible for collecting and making ice in the Zhou Dynasty.
Later, the princes, scholar-officials and even some wealthy businessmen would follow the example of Emperor Zhou and spend huge sums of money to build ice cellars and build them in airtight underground spaces where direct sunlight could not reach them, thus reducing the loss of temperature to a certain extent. The cellar door will then be covered with layers of cloth or straw to insulate it from the temperature.
Then every year in the twelfth lunar month of winter, when the rivers, lakes and seas freeze, these powerful families will send their servants to spend a lot of manpower and material resources to find nearby ice with better water quality, cut it off and drag it back to the ice cellar. Wait until the summer heat to take it out and use it.
However, even if they are preserved with such care, only one-third of the ice volume will be left in the ice cellar during the scorching summer. Therefore, ice is very precious in this era. Those who can enjoy ice cubes in the hot summer are very lucky. Wealth means wealth.
Zhang Ji gently opened the wine seal, and a white cold air immediately emerged from the mouth of the wine jar. In this scorching summer, it can be called a good drink to escape the heat. But as soon as he raised the wine bottle, a bare hand snatched the cold wine bottle.
Zhang Ji stared blankly at Yan Lingji who was snatching his wine bottle, with a puzzled look on his face.
Wow!
A ball of flame ignited in Yan Lingji's palm and concentrated at the bottom of the wine bottle.
"If cold wine enters the intestines, it will hurt the body~"
With her light blue eyes blinking, Yan Lingji extended her voice and continued to heat the glass of wine that had been frozen in the ice cellar. The cold air disappeared little by little and turned into heat. The cold wine in the wine bottle also made a rolling sound, hitting the wall of the cup and puffing out bubbles.
There was a resentful look in Zhang Ji's eyes, like a child who had been robbed of candy, and he said aggrievedly: "I am also a first-rate master, can this little coldness hurt me?"
"oh?"
Yan Lingji frowned slightly.
"How do I remember that someone is born with a weak stomach and suffers abdominal pain as soon as he drinks cold wine?" Yan Lingji saw that the wine had become scalding hot, so she dispersed the flames in her palms and handed the wine bottle back to Zhang Ji, "Here. .”
Hearing this, Zhang Ji couldn't help but be a little surprised when he took the wine bottle.
When he was young, he was diagnosed and treated by the famous doctor Nianduan Master. He said that he had a weak stomach and should not eat too cold food and drinks, otherwise he would suffer from mild abdominal pain. If he tasted too much, it would become more serious. If you ignore it and don't exercise restraint, it may even endanger your life.
In his previous life, when he had a refrigerator and an ice machine, Zhang Ji especially liked to have an ice drink during the hot summer. Although the Zhang family in Anyi is not a top-notch wealthy family, they still have a huge amount of wealth. It is definitely more than enough to build a few icehouses to store some ice. Therefore, in this era of having an ice cellar, Zhang Ji, who is loved at home, inevitably continues this hobby.
Besides, even if he doesn't have this hobby, who on this hot day can withstand the temptation of this fine wine that has been refrigerated in an ice cellar?
Therefore, after leaving Niu Shou Village and coming to the prosperous Xinzheng City, Zhang Ji would secretly go to the underground ice cellar to drink a bottle or two almost every day, and then appear in front of the two girls as if nothing had happened while enduring slight abdominal pain.
"How did you know?"
Zhang Ji blinked. With his sense of perception, it was impossible for even the Frightened Salamander to quietly follow behind him despite his deliberate precautions and find out that he had secretly entered the ice cellar. The attendants responsible for guarding the ice cellar were even more concerned. It was impossible to betray him, so how did Yan Lingji know about his secret drinking?
"Have you forgotten that I can control flames? Likewise, my sensitivity to temperature is far beyond ordinary people."
"I can clearly feel the cold air that comes out when the ice cellar is opened and closed, even halfway across the house. And the changes in cold and heat on your body are also clear at a glance. I really thought I couldn't see the cold air and the cold air running around in your belly. That stubborn expression of joking despite the abdominal pain?"
Yan Lingji mercilessly exposed Zhang Ji's secret drinking behavior that he thought he had hidden well. Zhang Ji stared blankly at the ice wine on the table. He seemed to understand why Yan Lingji always had abdominal pain after he drank ice wine. She would use flames to spar with him, and she would always burn his clothes during the spar, and the corners of her eyes could not help but soften.
Yan Lingji didn't notice this, but she noticed that Zhang Ji was still secretly looking at the chilly wine from the corner of her eye. She snorted coldly, with a lot of dissatisfaction in her words, and a blazing flame burned the entire jar of wine. All wrapped in flames.
"Don't!"
Zhang Ji's eyes widened and he stretched out his hand to stop him, but he could only watch Yan Lingji turn the jar of ice wine into scalding hot wine, and couldn't help but lower his head.
Yan Lingji looked at Zhang Ji's child-like temper and couldn't help but chuckle, and then looked at him playfully: "If you don't tell me honestly what other tricks you are hiding, sister, I will kill you." Everything was burned to ashes in a fire."
Zhang Ji sighed, leaned on the table, drank the slightly cooled hot wine from the bottle in his hand, and curled his lips.
"Then I want you and you plan to burn yourself to ashes?"
Yan Lingji also lowered her head and rested her chin on the table. Her delicate and pretty face slowly came closer to Zhang Ji's handsome face. Her eyes that contained tenderness revealed a seductive and sinful charm: "Then it's up to you. Are you willing to fall into the boundless sea of fire and perish with me?"
Zhang Ji rolled his eyes at her, ignoring the hint in those soft, watery eyes.
After spending a long time with Yan Lingji, he gradually became accustomed to Yan Lingji's way of speaking. Every time this woman is having a good conversation, she will suddenly go crazy and say some seductive and sinful words, but if you take her seriously, you are wrong.
Under the gentle ripples in the depths of those soft, watery eyes, dangerous whirlpools are often hidden, ruthlessly swallowing up those who are interested in spying.
Seeing that Zhang Ji was not moved at all, Yan Lingji snorted and secretly cursed "a little guy who has a lustful heart but no courage."
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PS1: I have something very serious to say.
The data of this book has been getting better and better recently, and it has climbed to the 20th in the new book list. Although I didn’t ask for further reading because the editor was not at work on Saturdays and Sundays, I guessed it should be around 1,200, and This is just the data from the first round of testing. If we can maintain this growth rate, then Sanjiang should be very confident, so I really want to thank you all.
I'm really honored that everyone likes my book (I'm a bit embarrassed), and I will actively try my best to read every comment. You are also welcome to join the group to talk nonsense together... However, I hope you don't use rewards to try "Seducing" the author into changing the outline, adding a female protagonist, etc., is a bit disrespectful to the book and the author... I am willing to accept some of the reasonable suggestions put forward by everyone and make appropriate changes to the outline, but the premise is It does not affect the main storyline.
Moreover... it is a very rude thing to pay someone to change the plot, at least in my opinion... It is not only disrespectful to me, but also disrespectful to other readers.
After all, your thoughts are only yours and cannot represent other book friends. If I just take money and change the outline, where does that leave other book lovers?
