I really am not a freeloader!

Otherwise, with Ning Xiaolin's current behavior, her clothes would be completely black in less than three days.

She had a lot of fun in the camp these days.

When I first came here, I felt confused, sad, and hungry.

After two days of development, the emotional atmosphere here has obviously improved a lot.

She loved the feeling of her mood changing from low to happy.

"Do me a favor." Zhao Qian took apart his book of exercises and found only the steps for exercising the spleen and liver.

The two organs can effectively increase the survival rate here.

One is to metabolize toxins in the body, and the other is to enhance the immune system in your body.

If anyone can deduce the next step of this step.

Then Zhao Qian would not be stingy in giving away the remaining skills.

He handed it to Ning Xiaolin.

"Your handwriting is pretty nice. Please help me copy it."

This non-free labor came in handy.

ps: I didn’t write much about Chapter 92, so why was it taken down?

Very confused and puzzled.

I think my speed is not that fast...

Chapter 99: A firm grip is the real thing

What Zhao Qian didn't expect was that Ning Xiaolin gave him the food he had cooked the next day.

This actually surprised him.

I opened it and saw the handwriting inside, which still exuded a faint scent of ink.

Moreover, the font is very delicate and small, much better than my own dog-crawling font.

That is to say, only when I use charcoal pencils can I write in a slightly more normal way.

Zhao Qian found that the final version was basically the same as what he had written in the secret book for Ning Xiaolin, and she even helped him correct many grammatical errors.

"How is it, hehe." Ning Xiaolin said with some pride as she looked at Zhao Qian from the side.

"Of course, I was right about you. You are really great."

Zhao Qian nodded and put the secret book away.

Later, find a few stonemasons to place the statues and stone tablets in a conspicuous place.

By then, you will be able to see people practicing in the square every morning. Wouldn’t that be wonderful?

As for why not just print it on paper and distribute it?

Paper is really precious.

The skills here are passed down using jade talismans or transmitted directly in the mind.

No one has thought about how to develop the paper industry.

This may be discussed later, but for now the most important thing is to keep these people alive.

"Hehehe." Ning Xiaolin covered the back of her head and laughed.

"Thank you so much." Zhao Qian said to Ning Xiaolin, "Come back with me later. I'll make you something delicious."

“How delicious is delicious?”

Ning Xiaolin, who had just broken through to the Golden Elixir stage and had not yet started fasting, was very curious.

Zhao Qian thought about it and realized that the oven he customized had been delivered yesterday afternoon.

Although it is very basic, it can already take on some of the responsibilities of an oven.

And what I promised Ji Xueyi to do before can be done simply today.

"Don't worry, it must be something you haven't eaten before."

Since Zhao Qian had made such a promise, Ning Xiaolin became excited.

After all, in Ning Xiaolin's opinion, although Zhao Qian is sometimes very annoying, he can also lie.

Even though he was clearly feeling very happy, he still had to put on a serious face and say that he didn't care about anything.

But under normal circumstances, people rarely lie.

What he said at the time about making the people here gradually better is indeed being put into practice.

The morning passed quickly.

At noon, Zhao Qian waited for Ji Huanglian to go back together.

Ji Huanglian has been paying more attention to the mineral vein recently, and has paid less attention to her sister.

Ji Huanglian naturally pushed Zhao Qian back, leaving Ning Xiaolin standing there stupidly.

My job was taken away by someone else.

"? What are you doing behind here?" Zhao Qian looked at Ning Xiaolin who was standing there stupidly and following him from time to time, feeling a little confused.

Briefly suppressed the feeling of loss in my heart.

That’s right, it’s just because I don’t have anything in my hands today that I’m not used to it.

Ning Xiaolin took out her magic treasure from her Qiankun bag while thinking this.

It is a long bluish-white silk that can be wrapped around her body.

Ning Xiaolin nodded. As expected, after she took it in her hand, she no longer felt like something was missing.

? ! ?

"Lian'er, help me touch his head and see if he has a fever."

Zhao Qian said to Ji Huanglian.

What's wrong with this girl today?

He was still standing there stupidly, but now he suddenly took out his magic weapon.

There are no enemies nearby.

Ji Huanglian placed her hand on Ning Xiaolin's forehead and felt it.

In fact, most of it is just for show.

Ning Xiaolin is a cultivator in the early stage of the Golden Core Realm. How could she easily be infected with these minor illnesses such as fever?

"Well, Aqian, I don't have a fever."

"How could I have a fever?" Ning Xiaolin stomped her feet in annoyance.

Then the conspicuous feature on his body shook violently.

This shaking made Ji Huanglian stunned for a moment. At that time, she was wearing loose training clothes when she was discussing Taoism, so she didn't notice it.

It turns out that this girl has so much capital?

Ji Huanglian gestured in front of her chest.

No, there's no comparison.

She turned her head with some frustration and continued to push Zhao Qian back home.

She wasn't in a very good mood along the way.

Even Zhao Qian was a little confused.

There was not much conversation along the way, and soon they returned to Ji Mansion.

Ning Xiaolin was left in the reception room.

Ji Huanglian pushed Zhao Qian to the kitchen and started working.

Of course, it was mainly Zhao Qian who told Ji Huanglian what the steps were, and then he did it.

After all, Zhao Qian is completely unable to get out of bed now.

But what frustrates Zhao Qian is that the materials available are really scarce.

But it doesn’t matter, even if there are a few ingredients, you can still make delicious food that will amaze you.

Zhao Qian was still giving orders, but Ji Huanglian had already arrived in front of Zhao Qian.

On the table behind him, countless pots, pans, kitchen knives, and chopping boards were still turning over.

"Agan, do you have any special thoughts about Ning Xiaolin?" Ji Huanglian looked at Zhao Qian and said with a smile.

However, this action caused the radar in Zhao Qian's mind to sound a crazy warning.

If I don’t answer well, I won’t be able to do it, right?

Probably not...

"What are you thinking about?" Zhao Qian smiled calmly without changing his expression: "No matter how good she is, she is not as good as the one between you and me."

"Really?" Ji Huanglian drew circles on Zhao Qian's chest with her fingers.

"I can't lie to you, do you believe it? Even if she is in front of me now, my eyes are full of you."

"Agan, you speak so nicely." Ji Huanglian looked at Zhao Qian, a hint of possessiveness flashing in her eyes.

Why hasn’t my uncle come back yet? I heard that the wedding invitations have been prepared and are all with my uncle.

Why don't you send it out quickly?

"My words are not just nice to hear. She is out of reach." Zhao Qian supported himself with both hands and stood up from the wheelchair.

He leaned close to Ji Huanglian's ear and whispered, "And you will be mine soon.

Besides... a firm grip is the real thing."

Dinglibang!

Finally, most of the kitchen utensils that were still in operation suddenly lost control and fell from mid-air.

To be honest, this is indeed what Zhao Qian is thinking at the moment.

No matter how old Ning Xiaolin is, she can only be a visual delight.

And is it this kind of physical connection that brings me and my foodie together?

Ahem, although there is a little bit, but most of it is the emotional bond between himself and Ji Huanglian!

Ning Xiaolin knew at first glance that she was the descendant of the leader of the Biqing Sect, and she looked very similar to herself...

stop.

Zhao Qian was suddenly stunned.

I think the last time I said this was when I was talking to An Xinran.

No, no, no, I can’t keep setting the flag.

Before my foodie could pass the Nascent Soul Tribulation, he had encountered such a big problem because of the flag.

He was already very satisfied with having two stunning beauties by his side, and didn't need another one, otherwise he might die in bed.

Besides, it’s hard for me to handle two people now, so if I add another one, is he trying to learn something in vain?

Forgive him, he is already content to be with Ji Huanglian.

In his plan, An Xinran was the least likely to fall in love with him.

He is very self-aware of himself and believes that he is at most a time traveler.

But who knew things would develop to this point?

And at this moment, Ji Huanglian spoke...

Chapter 100 Da-me-yo! Da-me-yo! Da-me-yo!

Ji Huanglian had a faint smile on her face as she looked at Zhao Qian who had just sat down.

Ji Huanglian also followed suit and moved closer to Zhao Qian's ear, gently exhaling moist air from her mouth.