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"Looking for something to eat." Cheng Che glanced at Yan Qing, wiped his hands, and took out his cell phone from his pocket.
【Cheng Che: @Walter, please give me a trash can. 】
Walter: [Picture]
【Walter: Let Xing carry it for you. 】
Cheng Che looked at the photo of the gray-haired girl carrying a trash can with a righteous look on her face. He was stunned for a moment before nodding with satisfaction, "Very good."
As expected, they are the protagonists, they are on the right track!
Turning around, Cheng Che was about to make the second dumpling when he saw Yan Qing's expression as if he had been struck by lightning.
He hesitated for a moment, "Did I just say anything extraordinary?"
How does it feel...
This child seems to be cursed?
Yan Qing hesitated to speak, "You would rather go to the trash can to find food than eat the food of the fairy boat?"
As he spoke, Yan Qing glanced at the basins beside him and said, "You would rather learn to cook by yourself..."
Looking at the scene, it was obvious that it was her first time cooking.
Is the food in Xianzhou so bad?
Cheng Che wrapped the dumplings silently and said thoughtfully, "After eating the state banquet, I don't really want to drink porridge, do you understand?"
Yanqing:......
how?
Doesn’t their Xianzhou have a state banquet?
After a long time, Cheng Che stood up holding the basin, walked towards the kitchen in flip-flops, leaving the table in a mess.
There was some heat coming from the kitchen. Yan Qing was stunned for a moment and sat on a stool waiting for dinner.
As for helping...
Forget it, I won’t make more trouble.
"Why are you sitting here?" A white-haired man walked in from the door, with a little bird not even as big as a fist standing on his shoulder.
He rubbed Yanqing's head, glanced at the table, then turned to look at the kitchen, "Has it changed back?"
"Yes." Yan Qing looked up at Jing Yuan, "General, I will..."
Jing Yuan's eyelids twitched, and he calculated the time in his mind, "Come and have a free meal?"
The boy showed a trace of embarrassment on his face, but he could only nod, "This month I bought two swords, six sword tassels, and..."
"No need to say more." Jing Yuan raised his hand slightly and glanced at the kitchen on the side. "Is he a little too familiar?"
Enter the house!
It's like being in a no-man's land!
Although he doesn't care, isn't this a bit too familiar? It's so familiar that when he sleeps on the windowsill at night, he feels cold and pulls his hair to make a bed when he goes into the house!!!
Yan Qing turned his head and took a look, "I don't understand..."
Jing Yuan sighed heavily and fell into deep thought as he looked at the figure busy in the kitchen.
A little strange...
"Eat?" Cheng Che came out with a bowl in his hand, and tidied the table neatly. After putting down the bowl, he looked at Jing Yuan and said, "I like the food I like very much. I'll share it with you. Dumplings."
Jing Yuan was stunned and looked down.
There was a dumpling on a plate as big as my head, almost taking up the entire plate. Even a pie was smaller than that.
"Can I eat it?"
After a long while, Jing Yuan raised his head, his eyes flickering with confusion and doubt, "Fu Qing's divination didn't say that the train crew wanted to poison me, right?"
Cheng Che: ...
Cheng Che took one look at the dumplings that were as big as a plate, and sat at the table to unpack them with his chopsticks, "I can't poison you to death."
Jing Yuan's speechless eyes fell on Cheng Che. After thinking for a while, he couldn't help but speak, "You don't remember what I said last night until now, do you?"
"Didn't the train crew give you a breeding manual?" Cheng Che looked at the huge dumpling in front of him, and after thinking for a while, he tried to use chopsticks to pick up the dumpling into small pieces.
I regret that I shouldn’t have taken the easy way out when making dumplings.
Jing Yuan pursed his lips, sat on a stool beside him, picked up the chopsticks, and looked at the food on the table, not knowing how to start.
The message from Walter emerged in his mind, and he fell into deep thought.
He is talkative, picky, vindictive, and a trash picker.
Jing Yuan glanced at Cheng Che, "That's right, it was posted, and it's quite accurate."
I don't know which genius came up with the manual for raising crows, but there are quite a few scattered contents in it.
What about not looking at butts, not saying bad things, etc...
Jing Yuan suddenly raised his eyebrows and looked down.
Is there anything not to see?
Chapter 164 General, can you lend me some money?
"Is there any help?"
The white-haired man was lying on the rocking chair with his head tilted back. He looked relaxed and at ease, but his face...
There is a bag on my eyelid and another one near my mouth, which makes me look miserable.
At one side, Yan Qing squatted beside him with an equally frustrated face, his hands on his cheeks, his face full of gloom.
The general is really something. He is in trouble now and wants to trick him into suffering again!
Yan Qing frowned and glanced at the man next to him, "Is there any hope?"
Cheng Che had just finished washing the dishes and sat lazily aside, taking out a needle and starting to poke the doll, "It's hopeless."
Yan Qing's eyelids jumped, "When people make poison, they have to make an antidote..."
Cheng Che raised his eyes and glanced at the man and boy with two swollen lumps in front of him, then retracted his gaze, "It is possible to save them, but there is no trash can in your fairy boat, so there is no hope."
Jing Yuan:......
"What does being saved have to do with a trash can?" Jing Yuan looked at Cheng Che in disbelief, his voice hesitant, "To be honest, it's been a long time since anyone has confused me this much..."
"It's okay. There will be many people and things that will confuse you in the future." Cheng Che responded, "Because my trump card is to take takeout from the trash can, understand?"
Cheng Che patted his waist and said lazily: "I originally carried a backpack with me, but we were fighting before I was kidnapped by the Star Core Hunter, so I left the bag in the hotel. Based on this, guess where the antidote is on me?"
Jing Yuan was silent for a while, groping for his phone with his fingertips, "It's okay, the train crew will be here tomorrow."
Could he not go and let Cheng Che get the antidote first?
Jing Yuan looked at Cheng Che and witnessed him separating his hair into strands, cutting them into a mess, and then poking them into a ball.
He finally couldn't help but asked, "What are you doing?"
"To make dolls." Cheng Che blinked and said seriously, "I plan to make a shelf in Luofu and move it to the train, so that I can have a wall of storage."
Stuffing them all in one by one, a whole wall of card pool character dolls is every collector's dream.
Jing Yuan looked at Cheng Che's expressionless face, his eyes fixed on the other's calm eyes, and inexplicably felt a chill.
It was not a feeling of danger or vigilance, but a sense of desolation that the entire Immortal Boat was about to be persecuted.
It's not against the law, it's just immoral at best.
Under such circumstances, even if Cheng Che stepped on the heads of every person on Xianzhou, he might not even be put in jail in the end.
"General... then I..." Yan Qing raised his head and blinked, looking pitifully at the white-haired man in front of him.
There were already several sacks piled up in the yard, filled with hair of different colors, just waiting for a crow to poke at them.
In the silence, Jing Yuan glanced at Yan Qing and nodded habitually.
It’s the end of the month, he understands.
"You seem to have no money to spend." Cheng Che said softly without even looking up, "But can you really get paid in Yunqi at your age?"
Yan Qing nodded, "Of course."
"Hiring child labor." Cheng Che glanced at Jing Yuan and continued to lower his head to poke Tuanzi, "Your general is so kind that he is willing to support you."
Hearing this, Yan Qing tilted his head and said, "That's for sure. Every month..."
When you’ve spent all your money, you can find a general. No one can resist the charm of a sword. So what’s wrong with spending a little more?
"Oh, General Shen Ce..." Cheng Che seemed to pause and raised his eyes, "He is a beautiful person with a kind heart."
Jing Yuan:......
Jing Yuan met those amber eyes and didn't know what to say for a moment.
I feel there is a pit, I am not sure, let's take a look——
Before an idea came to his mind, Cheng Che looked at Jing Yuan calmly, "General, can you lend me some money?"
Jing Yuan:......
Was this something he got from Yan Qing or is Cheng Che just naturally very shameless?
"Although the currency in circulation in the Xianzhou Alliance is Xundi, I don't think you don't know that currencies can be exchanged with each other." Jing Yuan leaned on the rocking chair and looked at Cheng Che with a playful smile on his face, "What? You don't even have credit points?"
That's really...
A bit poor.
"Yes, it's all for the money to buy pox." Cheng Che nodded, lowered his head and poked the white ball and said softly, "But I'm a shameless person. I never pay for it myself if I can get it for free."
Didn’t you ask Sambo for money back then in Beloberg?
Jing Yuan was stunned by these straightforward words. After a while, he looked speechless and asked, "Maybe you can change the wording?"
Cheng Che thought about it, "Then... begging?"