Concubine Cultivation Records

Chapter 110 Chapter 109

Qin Rongqian walked with her ancestor on the streets of Chang'an City, which was more prosperous than the southern region where she was.

The streets are bustling and bustling with excitement.

A very muscular woman in brown clothes ran around in a hurry, with a few chicken feathers on her head.

There were also a few fine scratches on the bloated face that had gone through the vicissitudes of time.

Just when his face moved, there was a hint of cold pain, which made the woman grin her teeth.

Angrily, he raised a machete in his hand, and chased this yellow-feathered skinny chicken all over the street.

While running, he roared: "Come on! Come on and help my old lady catch that shaved ice snow chicken!"

Beside him was an old man dressed in gray and so thin that only a handful of ribs remained, chasing after him out of breath.

Lamented again and again, and apologized to the people around.

When he left, he couldn't help but lamented that the spirit chicken was used by him to hang out, and half of its neck was chopped off with a knife.

How come you still have the strength to jump up and fly?
The big tiger-like man who was selling steamed buns next to him snickered as he watched the couple in the noodle shop look so embarrassed.

Then he greeted the guests loudly.

Zhang Xuan's delicious Bailing Mushroom Bun, with thin skin and thick meat, is big and delicious. After eating one, I'm sure I want to eat another one.

Then he continued to gloat and watch the fun, but the chicken turned around and jumped into the steamer where he steamed the buns.

The snow-white bun was immediately covered with feathers and blood.

The big man who was as strong as a tiger roared angrily immediately, and then he also went after the shaved ice spirit chicken.

Someone else frowned and scolded a few words, roughly saying that they couldn't eat what they wanted to eat today.

The girl in the red shirt at the pastry shop next door got a lot of business by shouting.

Happily, the store described itself as fragrant, glutinous, sweet and soft, made of various spirit flower juices and spirit glutinous rice, and wrapped them for the customers who came to the door.

A sword cultivator with a long sword on his back and long hair that hadn't been washed in 800 years walked faintly on the street.

With a wine gourd in his mouth, he hiccups from time to time.

He glanced sideways and saw the owner of the steamed stuffed bun shop, so he also went after the shaved ice snow chicken.

Two dirty hands in one bag, a few bags in one hand, and one in his mouth.

He took away the Bailing mushroom steamed stuffed bun that had been ruined by chicken feet and chicken blood.

There was also the bald Zen cultivator, all patched up, looking at the sword cultivator in a daze.

He was standing in front of another cage of buns, holding five spirit beads in his hand.

Still waiting for the big man to come back, sell him a steamed stuffed bun made of Bailing mushroom.

The girl in pink who sold Lingmai Biscuits on the opposite side cheerfully ran over to snatch the business.

He handed Zen two Lingonion pancakes, and took the Lingzhu with a touch of his hand.

And he told Chan Xiu with a smile that the Bailing Mushroom buns were made with spirit porpoise oil.

I don't think there is any problem with two Lingzhu written on the signboard of my own biscuit, and there is five Lingzhu for the two biscuits.

Qin Rongqian was amazed at the bustling scene on Zhuque Street.

Is this Chang'an City? It's so lively!
Compared with the Southern Territory, Chang'an City is full of immortals and mortals, no matter what kind of monks they are, there seem to be some.

The bazaar near Lingxiaozong that she had been to, although it was also lively.

However, this place is not as prosperous as this one. In the vast weather, it reveals the tolerance of all rivers and rivers.

In addition, the aroma of all kinds of delicacies that are different from those of the Southern Regions rushed to her face, which immediately whetted her appetite.

That pair of peach blossom-like glazed pupils immediately glanced at the ancestor who was beside him.

That little hand tugged at the sleeve embroidered with Ling Xiaohua, Qin Feifan lowered his head.

I saw that pair of peach-blossom glazed pupils staring brightly at his eyes.

With a face full of anticipation, she cast all her eyes on him and said to him, "Old Ancestor, I'm hungry."

Qin Feifei's heart softened instantly.

This human cub is the great-great-great-great-great-great-great-granddaughter of one of his younger brothers.

Although she is really cute.

But the patriarch of the Qin family thought she was too cute, so this is not good.

So he dragged his aggrieved granddaughter to the fresh butcher shop run by the Gongshi family.

Said that although she is still young, she already needs experience.

The entire Chang'an city actually revolves around the Nangong clan.

Due to the eating habits of the Gong clan, there are many butcher shops in Chang'an City.

Those butcher shops sell all kinds of fresh spirit beast meat, which can be found walking on the ground, swimming in the water, or flying in the sky.

Although the spiritual foods in the streets and alleys look really delicious, they must taste delicious too.

If it is not delicious and expensive, it is easy to be beaten in the world of cultivating immortals.

But no, she can't eat it. When she becomes a powerful monk in the future, she will have many opportunities to eat it.

As for now, the patriarch of the Qin family felt that she should experience the hardships of cultivating immortality.

So the patriarch of the Qin family and the shopkeeper gave instructions, which immediately shocked the shopkeeper's butcher shop lady.

And a group of children from the Gong family with yellow pupils also cast their eyes on the grandfather and grandson.

In those eyes, looking at the two people who were obviously not of their same race, there was clearly some appreciation.

Most of the people who come to the store are the children of the Gongshi family in the foundation building period and Qi training period.

But today, an elder of the golden core stage who has not concealed his realm and extraordinary charm came!
The customers in the store are all watching!As a result, the face of the butcher's lady wrapped in a red dress with her plump body suddenly changed.

He specially asked the waiter in the shop to give the girl in the Qi refining period the best-tasting Qingjin sheep among the meat of the upper-level spirit beast.

And she went to take out the long-preserved second-order peak animal meat, and brought the spine meat of three six-faced wolves.

The blood plasma of the two-tailed horse head sheep was also carefully poured on it.

In order to gain the appreciation of this Jindan stage old man!

If the ancestor of the golden core period is willing to say hello after eating it!

After that, for a long time, the butcher shop at the north gate of her family was a fresh butcher shop that even Jindan Patriarch was full of praise for!

"Don't you say you're hungry, come and have a taste."

As Qin Feifei said, he pushed a plate of sliced ​​raw meat in front of Qin Rongqian with a dull expression.

And Qin Rongqian was silent, looking at the plate of bloody raw meat that was served.

There are also mostly guests with yellow pupils and expectant faces around them.

Looking at the raw meat, he looked at the ancestor in front of him, his eyes were full of confusion, why did she want to eat this thing?

The meat was just placed in front of her, and the oncoming fresh blood rushed to the tip of her nose.

Made her feel uncomfortable.

Killing, fighting, and doing these things are all okay, but they have to be eaten raw.

Qin Rongqian thought about it seriously, and she felt that she couldn't do it.

So she looked at the serious ancestor in front of her, and shook her head immediately.

With her eyes, she expressed very firmly that she did not want to eat this thing.

　Ah, this is a scene from a piece of cultivating immortals that I wrote a long time ago.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)