"Little Douya, give Captain Bian another bowl of mung bean soup. Thanks to her for carrying me back this time, otherwise you wouldn't be able to see me."
Ye Congwen saw Douya Ya's brows furrowed at a glance, which was a sign of suspicion. For example, if the two of them are so casual, do they often eat Ye Congwen's saliva like this? A man and a woman alone for more than ten days, with dry mouths and no water to drink, should they swallow each other's saliva to quench their thirst?
Don't look at Mudouya being polite to Bian Qianqian, she just wants to help her hunt monsters. Once she crosses the line, she will immediately fall out with you. Bian Qianqian might just be thirsty. Anyway, she hasn't drank yet, so it doesn't matter if she gives it to her.
Sure enough, Mudouya's face became obviously kind when she heard that she was rescued by Bian Qianqian. I picked up the bowl and went to the kitchen, and brought two bowls of mung bean soup in two new bowls. He handed it to Bian Qianqian respectfully:
"Captain Bian, I'll give you this bowl. Drink it slowly. I stewed it in a big pot and soaked it in cold water in the morning."
While picking up a spoon and feeding it to Ye Congwen himself, he muttered:
"Brother Congwen, you are overworked and have hurt your vitality. From tomorrow on, I will cook old hen soup for you every day. Well, tomorrow I will send someone to Qingshan Town to buy you a few baskets of old hens.
Look, you are covered with bruises all over your body. These are bruises. From tonight on, I will relax your muscles every night and step on your back like before, okay? "
"It's all up to you."
Ye Congwen nodded, drank the cool mung bean soup, and enjoyed the perfect massage. He felt sleepy and wanted to fall asleep within a few minutes.
"Then you squint on the recliner for a while. After I collect the money for the flesh and blood of the monster, I will go home and step on your back."
Mudou Ya thought that the essence and blood of the Great Demonic Beasts were relatively scarce, so he had to go to the scene and keep an eye on them. She turned around and glanced at Bian Qianqian, who was also drowsy. She felt a little apologetic in her heart. She felt that she was really kind to Ye Congwen by carrying someone as heavy as Ye Congwen on her back in the taboo circle with such a weak body.
Being good to Ye Congwen means being good to my fiancé. I can't treat my savior badly. He ran to the room and moved his wicker chair out, placed it on the vent, and suggested to Bian Qianqian:
"Captain Bian, you're tired too. Lie down on my wicker chair and relax for a while. When I'm done, I'll give you a bone-stretching massage."
"Xiao Douya is really a hard-working and sensible girl. Whoever marries you in the future will be blessed by our ancestors for eighteen lifetimes."
Bian Qianqian imitated Ye Congwen and slumped lazily on the cold wicker chair, instantly feeling an indescribable sense of comfort. He casually flattered the pig bean sprouts, and followed Ye Congwen's example, squinting his eyes and feeling the slightest breeze in the crack of the door. The refreshing feeling made people drowsy.
"Captain Bian is joking. I'm a country girl. Who cares about me? Whoever marries a beautiful girl like you who is a strong martial artist and the eldest daughter of the Wuhou family is the one who smokes on the ancestral grave."
Mudouya told the truth, Bian Qianqian was taller and prettier than him, had a strong kung fu and was the eldest daughter of the Wuhou family, so there must be many men chasing her in the Demon Hunting Guard.
The three major Wuhou families have a large population, so they shouldn't like a boy ten years younger than themselves, right?
The female junior is holding a gold brick, and the female senior is like mother and son. In an ordinary family like the Yu Mansion, their parents and elders strongly oppose their being together. As the No. 1 Wuhou family in Lizhou Prefecture, Bian Mansion's elders must be even more powerful than Lian Caihong.
Mudou Ya suddenly felt more at ease and hurried outside.
"Little Ye Zi, having such a diligent, sensible, childhood sweetheart, and childhood sweetheart cousin, was your childhood particularly happy?"
When Bian Qianqian saw that Mu Dou Ya was obeying Ye Congwen's advice, she thought that Mu Dou Ya was a submissive and weak girl, so she couldn't help but asked in amusement.
"Of course, at least there are hot meals to eat and clean clothes to wear. It's not like some eldest ladies from aristocratic families who don't touch the spring water with their fingers and throw away their clothes when they are dirty. If a lazy person like me follows her, he will not only go hungry , I’m afraid I’ll have to bare my buttocks after a long time.”
Ye Congwen saw that Bian Qianqian never wore the same clothes. He guessed that this woman just threw them away when they were dirty for the sake of convenience. After all, in a dangerous place like a taboo circle, it was impossible to bring a few maids who did laundry and cooking.
"Hey, you are an eight-foot-tall man, how can you peek at me throwing clothes away?"
Bian Qianqian didn't know how to wash clothes and didn't want to, so she wrapped stones in clothes and sank them to the bottom of the river. She was just afraid of being laughed at by Ye Congwen, so she did it secretly while Ye Congwen was asleep.
"Have I eaten enough to hold on? Didn't you see that I brought all my dirty clothes back? These days, you have one set during the day and one set at night, and you never repeat the same. The pile of dirty clothes you changed is taller than a person. I Why didn’t I see your dirty clothes?”
Ye Congwen was smart and alert, and had a photographic memory. For more than ten days, the two were inseparable, eating at the same table and sleeping in the same place. He clearly remembered the various patterns on Bian Qianqian's pajamas. Who would prepare a dozen sets of pajamas of different styles for themselves when going out?
In all likelihood, this woman hid a large bag of pajamas and threw them away after wearing them. There were new clothes and a new look every day.
"I'm really sorry for you, remembering it so clearly."
Bian Qianqian answered with a smile, suddenly thought of something interesting, turned around and asked quietly:
"Little Ye Zi, which set of pajamas do you think is the best for me, sister? I'll buy more next time I go back to Lizhou Bian Mansion."
"You can't really wear one thing and throw away another, right?"
Ye Congwen asked curiously, look at Bian Qianqian's clothes. Those clothes are not cheap. How much does it cost to buy clothes in a year?
"Oh, what's all the fuss about? I bought a lot of these clothes, and the boss lady gave me half the price. Each piece of clothing is only one or two silver coins. In one year, three hundred sets of formal suits and three hundred sets of pajamas only cost seven or eight. A gold bar. Not as valuable as a pair of two-color elixir. In our Bian Mansion, I am the most frugal one!"
Bian Qianqian answered seriously. Seeing that Ye Congwen didn't believe it, she continued to reveal the secret:
"Those direct descendants, like sister Wan Qing and others, all have their clothes made at Jinghongfang. They can't survive without fifty gold bars in a year."
Ye Congwen rolled his eyes and cursed secretly: Who can afford to raise such a woman? No wonder I can't get married even after I'm over 20. You need fifty gold bars to wear clothes, food, clothing, housing, transportation, food, drink, and toilet. Isn’t that an astronomical figure?
Home-made pigeon pea sprouts are better, at least they are not wasted and are easier to feed.
"From the second half of the year, your sister and I will also join the ranks of the direct female brothers of the Bian Mansion. By then, the quality of clothing will be greatly improved. In the future, if the money is not enough, you, the best money maker, will have to take care of me. ."
Bian Qianqian has no idea about her monthly salary of four gold bars. The lowest price for large customers of Jinghongfang's custom-made clothes is four sets of one gold bar. For thirty days a month, I need at least twenty sets to save money. With this salary Not enough to buy clothes.
Is it possible that we have really fallen into what Ye Congwen said, living naked?
Bian Qianqian lost all sleep in an instant. How could she still think about sleeping? I looked at Ye Congwen with my eyes for a long time. This guy dug for elixirs like he dug radishes. If I followed him and worked as an underling, and occasionally gave me half, I would not only have enough food and clothing, but I might also be able to save my monthly salary. .
The slow flow of water does not come in a hurry, so first make a huge sum of money as a backup. Bian Qianqian suddenly asked:
"Little Ye Zi, show me your two eggs?"
Ye Congwen was so frightened that he immediately sat up and grabbed my mung bean soup to drink. He even wanted to take out the eggs for you to see. If you have the ability, you can get it yourself!
Bian Qianqian was startled by Ye Congwen's menacing look. She suddenly realized the ambiguity in her words, blushed and rebuked:
"What do little gangsters think about all day long? Can't they think of healthy things at such a young age?
I mean, show me the two yam eggs you dug yesterday and let me see if they are precious medicines. "Yam eggs are just yam eggs, what two eggs?" Besides, those are three yam eggs, okay? Can’t even count? "
"You ate one of the three yam eggs. Wasn't that two eggs? We agreed to dig up half of the treasure. Now I only want one yam egg. You don't want to be a cheat, do you?"
Ye Congwen was speechless and could only take out a yam egg to Bian Qianqian and asked, keeping his promise:
"The other one has half left, do you want me to give it all to you?"
"Okay, okay, let me eat what you have eaten? I don't have the hobby of eating other people's saliva."
Bian Qianqian took the yam egg and looked at it over and over again. Unfortunately, she had never seen what the precious medicine looked like, so she had no choice but to ask:
"Little Ye Zi, I'll take this yam egg back and ask the elders of the Bian Mansion to help me identify it. Do you think it's okay?"
"It's okay, but you'd better find someone who is prestigious and trustworthy. If this is the top-notch medicine and someone has a wrong idea, I'm afraid your life will be in danger.
Otherwise, you should ask the ancestor who passed down your Heavenly Lady's Scattering Flower Hand for help. A master in this demigod realm will definitely not covet these precious medicines. "
Ye Congwen was worried about his Po Feng Fist score by Jia Ruyun, so he was more cautious in this aspect.
Bian Qianqian nodded, feeling that Ye Congwen had thought carefully and packed the yam eggs in a wooden box. He asked semi-pleasantly:
"Little Ye Zi, did you pick up your incomparable and incomparable body as light as a swallow in the cave of the Forbidden Circle? Is it together with the two four-color treasure clothes?"
Ye Congwen couldn't think of a better excuse for the time being, so he could only nod reluctantly, neither denying nor approving.
"There are eight steps in the Butterfly Step. Your step is five steps for one moment and thirteen steps for another. Is there anything special about it?"
Ye Congwen smiled and did not answer. I only promised to share half of the treasure with you, but I didn’t promise to pass on the secrets I learned to you. The secret technique of treasure hunting, the footwork of the five elements mutually reinforcing each other, and the superposition of the five elements and eight trigrams to make the body as light as a swallow. These are all new things that I have figured out by myself. How can I just pass them on to outsiders casually?
"If you don't want to say it, forget it. I don't have time to learn it anyway. There are eight, eight and sixty-four moves in Bian Mansion's secret skill, Heavenly Lady's Scattering Hand. I haven't even mastered eight moves. How can I have time to study other skills?"
Bian Qianqian knew that privately teaching the formulas and formulas was a taboo in the cultivation world, but Ye Congwen had never asked him about the formulas and techniques for Tiannu Sanhua Shou. Make peace with yourself immediately.
"It's not that I don't want to say it, it's just that it's stated in the exercises that these magical skills are passed down from male to female, from within to outside. Since I have learned other people's exercises, I naturally have to abide by their rules. How can a man go back on his word? ?
In fact, I really want to recruit a disciple to carry forward this unique skill. However, I am also a half-baked person. I only learned a fraction of the 338 steps in total. I can't let others mislead me, right? "
Ye Congwen declined politely, his eyes and tone revealing his intentions for your sake.
"Stop it. I, a master of the Strength Expansion and Pulse Realm, would like you, a newcomer of the Cauldron-Constructing Nayuan Realm, to be my teacher? What a beautiful idea you have!"
Bian Qianqian shook her head like a rattle. Do you think I am that fool like Jia Xiaoyao? Digging a hole for yourself? I don’t want to engage in master (apprentice) love! The days are long, and when we have children in the future, if you don’t pass it on to my daughter, you have to pass it on to your son, right? At that time, I only need two candies to coax them to tell my mother.
It should be passed down from male to female, from within to outside. Hum, don’t you want to turn me into a “wife”? This little hooligan’s trick was to make the retired coffin bearer wear a mask—one set after another!
"I'm going to bed."
Bian Qianqian stretched and walked to her room without looking back.
Ye Congwen finished the bowl of mung bean soup and continued to lean on the recliner. He didn't think too much about those messy things, so he just took a draft and had a good sleep first.
