I Just Want To Farm

Chapter 1472: Taste (the third one is coming, ask for

   Chapter 1472 Taste (The third one is coming, ask for votes and subscribe)

  Xie Ling: "You care about me! If you don't answer, I won't be obedient if you don't answer!"

  Oh, are you still wronging me? If I don't answer, you won't go in?

  But Qin Yu said it anyway, because the little princess had a nerve.

  She thought about it, and answered earnestly: "I can also play the piano, flute, embroider, carve, iron, see a doctor and cook..."

  It’s almost time to say that she is a virtuous and virtuous person who can warm the bed.

  It’s not as good as some stupid bird flying first!

  You messy white lotus, I believe you are a ghost!

   Xie Shuling glared at her, then turned around and led the person away.

  She took half of her away, and Yan Zhao was about to follow, and someone said slowly behind her: “It turns out that Junior Brother Yan likes you Sister Shushu so much, so she is willing to follow her or not to follow me.”

  The sad and sad tone. . .

  Yan Zhao's goose bumps are all up, and she can only stop her feet.

  They left, but instead of going directly out of the mountain, they wandered around the mountain with Qin Yu, looking at the flowers and the mountains and rivers.

  "This is the Gusu Flower? This miasma seems to be a bit powerful." After removing the technique of preventing air from entering the body, individual disciples of the inner sect also felt quite uncomfortable after actual experience.

  "It's not bad." Qin Yu took out a basin and handed it to Yan Zhao, who was puzzled.

  "Dig it out and take it back."

   Yan Zhao stared, but three seconds later, he still squatted down. . .

   dug out a Gusu flower and planted it in a pot.

  The other inner disciples were not spared either, picking fruits, flowers, and digging. . . .

  As if they came to the countryside to do farm work.

  While doing farm work, a more cautious disciple discussed the hole.

  They had different opinions. Some felt that the cave had its own universe and was a natural vision, while some felt that it was conspiracy and may be man-made.

  They consulted the true disciples—of course, it was Qin Yu, not Yan Zhao.

   "Man-made, the impact on the ground outside the cave is higher than that inside the cave."

  Qin Yu finished speaking, and looked down at the structure of Yunmei Mountain.

  This Feng Shui. . . It's kind of weird.

  The place where flowers and plants are vigorous, but it also shows the realm of cold death.

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After returning to the inn, it was already evening. This was Jiaojiao’s meal. Qin Yu ordered the meal. The others had been with her for a long time these days, and gradually developed the habit of three meals a day, and they also sat down together. Dining.

   Picked a bite of the dish, Yan Zhao, who was at the same table with Qin Yu, couldn’t hold back, “What's in there?”

  He has a good face and doesn’t want to ask those who deliberately deceive them.

  "You might as well ask other people if you ask me."

  Some of the inner disciples still have some contacts with people from other sects. After greeted and inquired in the past, they knew the outline.

   "About a month ago, they heard from the road that there would be a pill in a place. After investigating the places, they locked in Dongliulin Town, which is this place."

  Reiwan is something you can never find.

  It's like people are divided into six or nine grades. Once they are born, their physical talents are destined. There is very little opportunity for improvement in the later period. Even if they can, they need to pay a huge price.

  The spirit pills are also born naturally. Heaven and earth are their parents. What kind of spirit pills can be depends on the environment in which they are born.

"Ling Wan? This thing is too rare. Among our true disciples, there are only five people, two sword pills, one sword pill, and two foreign spirit pills. If the dog is gone in Dongliu Lin Town, Shit luck can give birth to a spirit pill, so it is estimated that it is a flower spirit pill."

  Yan Zhao, as a true disciple, can still name a ugly man.

  They did not expect that Qi Qi was poisoned. Before the investigation of the case started, they caught up with such good things.

  Yan Zhao thought secretly--if I think that Qi Qi is a thief, is it not very kind?

  "No matter what kind of pill, you have the opportunity to talk about it, but you can't delay business."

   "Yes, the investigation still needs to be investigated. After all, our disciples of the Wushu sect cannot be murdered for no reason."

  Everyone was solemn and serious, and Qin Yu glanced at them, "I'm talking about eating."

  Everyone: "..."

Jiaojiao, who was already eating, almost choked.

  Inspection, the standard of living cannot be lowered. They are all good young people. They should eat or eat, but they shouldn’t be hungry and thin.

  Qin Yu completely **** with the love of an old mother.

  Disciples: "..."

  I feel like I have an extra mother.

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At night, Qin Yu stood in front of the window, looking across the entire area of ​​the inn. This inn is not small, surrounded by four directions, and it is a place for accommodation, but there is also a small courtyard that is faint and remote, covered with tree shades, and flowerbeds are also very manicured. Elaborate.

  Qin Yu glanced over the flowers and plants, the secret path is worthy of being a place that has been cultivated from flower beds for many years, and the master is in the world.

   Knocking, the door was knocked, and the little servant outside the door came with hot water.

  "Xianchang, this is the flower bath that every Tianzhao room in our store will give."

  Before, the inn asked if it was necessary. After all, Qin Yu is a woman, and there are also two female disciples among the dozen inner disciples behind him, so she should go.

   But even if there is no girl paper, the blue boy paper should be more refined.

   "Well, thanks a lot." After Qin Yu let the other person in, he asked casually about the small courtyard.

   "Oh, that's our boss and his wife living in, and the garden is also managed by the boss."

   "Dongliu Lin has outstanding people, and your boss is also a talent."

  "Thank you for the praise, our boss is not only talented, but he is also very kind to his wife. They are all well-known and good husbands in our local area."

It turned out that the fat and fat boss had a very frail and sickly wife. Because of her frailty, she could not even have children. This was still criticized in the local area. Many people suggested that he divorce his wife and marry another, but he did not agree. , I have persisted for many years, taking care of meticulously, and working hard and taking care of a family business.

  Jiaojiao listened to the side and thought that this person was good, no wonder I just saw this boss below is very popular.

   "There are often immortal masters here, can't even the law of the immortal family cure his wife?"

The little boy sighed: "I tried it, but it was useless. It was said that it was an unprovoked hidden illness, that the medicine stone could not be saved, and the magic was incurable, and every time it made the wife very painful, then the boss gave up and took care of it with peace of mind. When it’s getting better, I can take my wife for a walk in the nearby flower fields."

  Qin Yu nodded, no longer asked, let him go.

When the door closed, Qin Yu glanced at the garden, thoughtfully.

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  Yan Zhaoda went out at night. After passing the inner road, he was about to find Qin Yu, but he was stopped by a disciple of the inner door.

   "Brother Yan, what are you going to do?"

   "What else can I do? Look for her!"

  This person had a weird face when he heard the words, "Brother Yan Zhao, we know you must go to Senior Sister Qingqiu to ask about something, but it's too late, it's not ceremonial."

   "That's not nonsense, I asked her to ask about these things, what kind of courtesy do I need? I won't beat her!"

  Yan Zhao's brain also has a streak. In this way, this disciple can't do anything, so he can only drag him. . . . Just at this moment, the door in front of the room opened, and Qin Yu saw the two of them pulling and tugging there. She glanced at it with a subtle expression, and then said: "What do you want to do, go back to the room, it's too conspicuous."

   Then just let yourself go downstairs from the other side to the kitchen.

  Two people: "???"

  As soon as Qin Yu got off the kitchen, he saw a cook coming up with a cup of stewed porridge.

   "Just right, I still want to ask."

  The cook smiled shyly: “I’m sorry, there are so many guests today, and many dishes are too late to make. Besides, your few cups of flower and fruit porridge are more particular, so it takes a lot of time.”

  Qin Yu: "How many cups?"

  The cook was taken aback, "Hey, there are a lot of flowers and fruits, and the boss also said that there are many people in the fairy elders, so I simmered several cups separately, and just let the other people send them over."

  Qin Yu: “Oh, those flowers and fruits are quite a lot. It’s okay, it’s too much for your rice.”

  Cook: "..."

  I always feel that there is something wrong with this.

  Aren’t your juniors and sisters more expensive than some of my rice?

   "Master Xian is polite, I'll bring it up for you."

   "No, I will do it myself."

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  As soon as Qin Yu walked in, she saw Jiaojiao was ready, with a bowl in front of him and a spoon in his hand. . .

   looks like a piglet waiting to be fed.

  Qin Yu smiled and put a cup of flower and fruit porridge on the table, "Okay, it's all yours, eat it."

  Jiaojiao felt that today’s Qin Yu was like an angel, so she started frantically. She quickly killed one cup and hiccupped her stomach, “Wow, the chefs in this small place have good craftsmanship and the taste is delicious.”

  Qin Yu nodded, and praised: "It's not bad, it can make the taste so good with poison."

   Jiaojiao replies: "Yes, it is indeed..."

  He was taken aback suddenly and looked at Qin Yu.

  Qin Yu smiled.

   "You heard me right, my dear, he is indeed poisoned."

  "..."

  (End of this chapter)