Jiang Qingyu and Bai Xun stood side by side, silently standing at the entrance of the alley not far from Jiang's house, looking at a candied haws stall to the right.
Her aloof second senior brother Ya Yin was standing in front of the candied haws-glued stall, eye to eye with the owner of the candied haws-glued stall.
"..."
"..."
This damn silence.
Finally, the owner of the candied haws stall broke the silence. Half crying and half smiling, he cupped his hands towards Crow Yin and said, "No, brother! Do you want to buy it or not?"
Crow Yin: "..."
"Say something, brother! I beg you! You stayed here for an hour, and you scared all the customers coming and going! Can I still do business?"
Crow Yin: "..."
"Are you mute? Even a mute can't say anything! My whole family still relies on my business to make a living! The City Lord's Mansion has set a fixed selling point for each vendor, and I can't move it at all! You are making a big fortune Mercy, go somewhere else!”
Finally, Crow Hidden made some noise. Under the cloak, his eyes moved. He reached out and took out a bulging money bag from under the cloak, "Here."
The owner of the candied haws stall looked straight in his eyes. He took it tremblingly and said doubtfully and incoherently: "Here, here, here, give it to me?"
"Um."
Squeezing the bag, just by hearing the sound, the candied haws-glut boss knew that the money would only buy him more candied haws-gluts. This was like the God of Wealth was still alive, and he had met the God of Wealth!
"Haha! Thank you sir, thank you sir! This money is enough to buy my car of candied haws!"
The candied haws boss handed the straw-tied bundles to Yayin. There were two bundles in total. He didn't do much business today, but they were both full.
When Crow Yin was stunned, the boss pushed the cart out of the way and hummed a tune. Now that he has made money, he will go home and open a small stove for his children and wife!
Jiang Qingyu and Bai Xun walked over and looked at the confused Crow Yin. They couldn't help but smile at the corners of their mouths: "I didn't expect that the cold second senior brother would also like to eat candied haws?"
Jiang Qingyu stepped forward and picked off a hawthorn candied haws, and took a bite. It was sour and sweet, and the sides of his mouth were stuffed with bulges. He spoke with a slurred smile, "Well~ I feel like my bad mood has been cured by sweets!"
Bai Xun also picked a loquat and tasted it. It was too sweet.
Crow Yin looked at their actions and frowned. Seeing Jiang Qingyu eating happily, he also picked off a piece of hawthorn and took a small bite of the sugar coating on the hawthorn ball, but his frown deepened.
"Too sweet."
He looked at the candied haws on Jiang Qingyu's hand, and then looked at the candied haws on his own hand. They were all the same, so why didn't Junior Sister think it was too sweet?
"Haha, senior brother, you only tasted sugar, so of course you will find it too sweet! If you are like me, you can eat one whole piece at a time. The acidity of the hawthorn and the sugar will mix together and you won't feel tired!"
While Jiang Qingyu was talking and demonstrating, she bit into a whole hawthorn covered in syrup and white sesame seeds, "Hey, it's like this!"
Crow Yin looked at the candied haws in his hand, hesitated for a long time, and imitated Jiang Qingyu's actions, biting off a whole hawthorn and chewing it twice. This time it was indeed much better than before.
Does candied haws actually taste like this?
Not annoying, but there are some that I like.
Crow Yin was gradually lost in thought while holding the candied haws in his hand.
Once when he was in Linghuajing, he always saw hawkers selling candied haws on the roadside. He huddled in the corner of the street and looked at children about his age. Their parents bought candied haws for them, and those children ate the candied haws. They always smile happily after arriving, but he can only squat aside and peek at their happiness.
his parents……
He reached out to touch his eyes. In order not to cause others to panic, he had to use a blindfold to cover his original eye color.
Everyone disliked the color of his eyes, including his parents.
"Second Senior Brother, Second Senior Brother!"
"Huh?" Crow Yin, who was summoned back to his consciousness, looked dumbfounded.
"What was senior brother thinking about just now?" Jiang Qingyu asked curiously.
"nothing."
"You're so lost in thought when you have nothing to do? Forget it, the first step of the Jiang family's affairs has been taken care of. Let's just wait and go back to the inn first!" Jiang Qingyu stretched himself out.
"By the way, what to do with these?" She summoned the spiritual fire to burn the candied haws sticks and pointed at the two big bundles behind Ya Yin.
"I've bought everything. Let's keep it and eat it. Use spiritual power to seal the freshness and prevent it from spoiling." Bai Xun came up with a good idea.
In Bai Xun's eyes, Ya Yin has always had no desires and desires. He is really afraid that one day A Yin will practice the ruthless way.
He was quite pleased to see Crow Yin try something new today.
As his second junior brother, he was good at everything except being closed off and merging himself with the darkness.
Over the years, he has tried many times to get Crow Ginker to come out of the closed world, but he failed every time.
Bai Xun looked at Jiang Qingyu, and rubbed his chin with his right index finger, thinking deeply in his eyes: There is something about his little junior sister.
If there is a chance, let Xiaoyu and A Yin go to Linghua Mirror together, maybe it is not impossible for A Yin to break the knot in his heart!
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Wanjian Sect, Qunyu Mountain.
After receiving the notice, all the disciples of the sect came to see the elder Keqing.
"Can we really see the true face of Elder Yue? This is an old sect master-level figure!"
"Ancestor? The founder of our Wanjian Sect? Isn't that already a hundred thousand years old?"
"Hey, of course you don't know that you are new here. Elder Yue and our old sect master have a master-disciple relationship. Their cultivation is unfathomable. It was he who set up our sect's sword formation to protect the sect!"
"so smart!?!"
"That's right! Although Elder Yue is a guest elder, in fact, our leader has to be polite to him!" A direct disciple wearing a dark purple robe lowered his head and whispered to the less than two people beside him who had just entered the sect. Yue's outer disciple bit his ears and said.
Wanjian Sect is a rising star. Although it only has a history of a hundred years, it has been promoted to the top of the six major sects in the world of cultivation due to its strength.
The Wanjian Sect is rich in sword cultivators with extraordinary strength. These people are nicknamed poor and fierce mad dogs by other sects.
Being able to fight is their ability, being poor is their destiny.
An inner disciple in a lavender robe was obviously not interested in the elder Ke Qing. He looked excitedly at the top of Qunyu Mountain.
The hilltop that was accidentally cut off by Yueli when she broke through the barrier has been rebuilt, and it is covered with exotic flowers and plants!
There are also those buildings that are inconsistent with the temperament of Wanjian Sect. They are so luxurious and actually exist in Wanjian Sect! !
The name of this inner disciple is Qionggui, which is homophonic for: poor ghost.
His father took the word "Gui" from "Kui means Kui, which means that everything can be measured by Kui, so it is called Gui", which means that everything in the world can be estimated and speculated.
Before he got his own Spirit Sword wife, he never thought his name was unlucky.
Qionggui has shown his amazing sword cultivation talent since he was a child, and he has always been proud of it. Until the day he became a disciple, he did not hesitate to choose Wanjian Sect. From then on, he went further and further on the road of sword cultivation. At the same time, he became more and more talented. Going poorer.
(End of chapter)
