Countryside Rhapsody

The proud landlord slowly opened his eyes, put away the fan that was slowly shaking in his hand, and jumped down from the big tree where he was resting. Fu Tingfang also flew down from the tree at the same time that the proud landlord landed, and landed on the ground of the proud landlord. shoulders.

Qin Boran looked at Xie Fangchen, his heart beating. The girl in front of him was too different from the girls he usually met, so he couldn't guarantee whether he could persuade Xie Fangchen to go back to Lingchu together, but after being rejected, he could not do anything but go back to Lingchu. San's hard work, what can he do?

give up?This is an absolutely impossible option. He has been looking for his sister for more than ten years, and now that she is in front of him, how can he let her wander in the rivers and lakes alone.

Whether it is gold or silver, or rare treasures, as one of the four great aristocratic families of Yulong, the Lingchu Qin family has jaw-dropping financial resources, but if Xie Fangchen doesn't pay attention to them, then what else can he have that can make Xie Fangchen tempted? chips?Most importantly, he couldn't see through her.

It has been many years, and such a situation has not occurred. A person who cannot see through does not exist in Qin Boran's world. There is no one who he cannot understand and no one who he cannot understand. I lost my sister, Xie Fangchen.

"Master Qin, do you know the rules of Chongguling?"

The proud landlord still didn't answer Qin Boran's question, but instead threw Qin Boran an irrelevant question. Qin Boran expected that the proud landlord might not answer like he did in the morning, but he didn't guess the proud landlord's question.

"Please also thank the girl for your advice."

"There are three." The proud landlord made a hand gesture with the number three: "First, work at sunrise; second, rest at sunset; third, don't eat lightly; these are the three virtues of Chongguling."

"what?"

"Young Master Qin, what time is it?"

"It's the time of You."

"What time is You hour?"

"..."

Qin Boran froze for a moment, frowned and began to think about the proud host's question, but he couldn't answer for a long time.

"Youshi is the time for dinner." The proud host didn't intend to let Qin Boran continue to think, rubbed his stomach and said, "I'm hungry now."

It has been a few years since Qin Boran formed the golden elixir. Since the establishment of the foundation, he has only eaten pills, and he has never eaten even spiritual things. It has been at least thirty years since I have eaten Lingmi vegetables.

When he was in Jiuxizong, Youshi was the evening class time. At this time, the sunset spread a red glow from the sky, and everything in the world was shrouded in the last vastness by the afterglow of the setting sun. Looking from the top of the high mountain of Jiuxizong Going, the sea of ​​clouds is boundless and golden, which is the beauty of broadening your horizons and mind.

Practicing swords and meditating with the company of this scene has always been regarded by Qin Boran as a great joy in life.

So when the proud landlord asked him what time is Youshi, he almost blurted out - the time to enjoy the scenery.

Qin Boran realized that he had just forgotten that Xie Fangchen was just an ordinary child. Even if he was talented, he had not stepped into the threshold of cultivating immortals. Of course he would feel hungry and of course he would want to eat.

"Let's go to the inn together." Qin Boran issued an invitation: "If you go home and cook, I don't know how long you will be busy. Why don't you go directly to the inn to eat, and you won't have to worry about yourself."

"How can I work hard?" The host looked at Qin Boran suspiciously: "I don't know how to cook."

"...Then what do you usually eat?" Qin Boran felt that his smile was so stiff, he thought of the hot tea that he had no chance to drink during the day.

"Eat."

"Did the neighbor do it?"

"It's made by the innkeeper." The proud owner curled his lips: "Although it's not delicious, I still reluctantly accept it."

"Little Fangchen!" Just as the proprietor was complaining that the food at the only inn in Chongguling was not good, the innkeeper's rough voice came from the front, a big man with a beard eight feet tall was wearing a short coarse cloth shirt, Staring at Xie Fangchen: "It's good to have something to eat, but you still despise this and that!"

"I don't dislike it." The proud homeowner resolutely refused to admit it: "I just said it's not delicious."

"Doesn't it taste good just because you hate it? Thanks to my kindness, I came to ask you to eat, and I will raise you for another three years, and I'm going to explode my lungs with your anger!"

"It's not delicious. Uncle You, do you really think the food you cook is delicious?"

"..." Qin Boran found that the innkeeper was silent, and then glared at Xie Fangchen fiercely: "Don't tell the truth, otherwise how will I do business in the future?! Besides, my cooking is not delicious, so you, Xiao Fangchen Each other each other."

"But I cook noodles better than you." The proud landlord puffed out his chest proudly: "This is better than you!"

"Nonsense!" The innkeeper said not to be outdone, "You boiled the water dry last time!"

"But you burned the noodles!"

"You didn't add salt!"

"You add sugar directly!"

Along the way, Fu Tingfang listened to the owner of the inn and the owner of the proud landlord exposing each other's details. When she reached the door of the inn, Fu Tingfang felt that her head was about to explode. Qin Boran also had a wry smile on his face.

After entering the inn, the two were not to be outdone, they kept clamoring for a competition to see who cooked the best noodles, and even called many people from the village to be the judges. Seeing such a lively and proud landlord, Fu Tingfang suddenly felt dissatisfied. real touch.

The proprietor of Deyilou in Deyi Building always sees the beginning and end, because of his prominent reputation and there is always an invisible barrier between them. Will be in a trance.

In the end, is the person who is wrapped in black cloth all over his body and has never left no stone unturned? Is the proud landlord, or is the lively girl in front of me the proud landlord?

When two bowls of steaming hot noodle soup were brought up, Fu Tingfang was still thinking about the problem that made his head knotted.

"You don't even put meat in your noodles, how can it be delicious?" The innkeeper's face was full of disgust: "It's just a bowl of noodles, what's the cover?"

"My bird is a vegetarian." The proprietor proudly put his cooked noodles on the table, and the moment he lifted the lid, an unprecedented aroma permeated the whole room, making everyone's index fingers twitch.

When I looked it up, it was just a bowl of plain noodles with little water in the clear soup, so I couldn't help but doubt my nose.

The people who had eaten the noodles cooked by the boss were planning to praise the noodles, but the smell was too enticing, so the chopsticks stretched out involuntarily, and even the boss was completely attracted by the noodles , Forget about mutual loss with the proud landlord.

Fu Tingfang remembered the taste of this bowl of noodles very well. The abbot was seduced by the taste of this bowl of noodles, and then kicked him out of the mountain gate, saying that he was not destined to die, and since then started his century-long career. Career, busy in Deyi Building to clean up the mess of the Deyi Building, maintain the development of the Deyi Building, manage the employees of the Deyi Building, and then send the bulk of the income of the Deyi Building to the pocket of the Deyi Building.

Fu Tingfang's stomach was rumbling, and she was crying in her heart. She really loved and hated this bowl of fragrant plain noodles, wanted to eat but didn't want to eat it, and fell into the quagmire of her own emotions.

The proud owner filled a small bowl and handed it to Qin Boran who was always with him: "Try it."

"Thank you." Qin Boran took the small bowl involuntarily. Even though the allure of the fragrance was not great to him, he still tasted it. After all, Xie Fangchen is his sister, how could he brush her lips away? kindness?

The taste of the noodles is good and the texture is also good.

While eating noodles, Qin Boran remembered that when he was 16 years old, he was already in Jiuxi sect, and what he ate was naturally top-grade spiritual things, and he never washed his hands to make soup. He recalled which brothers and sisters in the family would cook by themselves , who grew up being looked after by others.

So he must take Xie Fangchen back. How could Qin's children stay outside?

"Let's drink tea." The water that has been boiling since the morning finally boiled this night. The proud owner dug out the tea leaves hidden in a corner, poured water into an old cup, and then handed it to the man who had been sitting by the window. Qin Boran by the side.

"Thank you." Qin Boran took the cup, took a sip, and was a little surprised. The cup was not ordinary tea, but contained spiritual energy, comparable to a low-grade Qi Gathering Pill. Putting down the cup, Qin Boran got straight to the point: " Miss Xie, Qin can give you whatever you want, so go home."

"If I have a lot of money, I will live a life full of money; if I have a box of silver, I will live a life of a box of silver; if I have a carload of gold, I will live a life full of gold." The proud landlord looked at Qin Boran: " To me the days of money, a chest of silver, and a cart of gold are equal joys."

Qin Boran laughed, he should have expected the answer from the proud landlord.

Simple and clear, Xie Fangchen didn't care what the Lingchu and Qin clan meant at all, and he didn't think the past 16 years were a loss.

This is not hypocritical, he saw that Xie Fangchen's eyes didn't even have the shadow of the word "don't care". Those black eyes were brilliant but empty.

"Ha, I made a slip of the tongue this morning." Qin Boran apologized to Xie Fangchen: "I shouldn't speculate on your thoughts from the standpoint of profit, sorry."

"Young Master Qin, I find you very strange." The proud landlord's face was full of bewilderment: "You obviously haven't done anything to apologize to me, but you are always sorry and sorry. It's endless. Don't you feel a headache when you hear it?"

Qin Boran smiled wryly: "If I hadn't left home early, maybe you wouldn't have been taken away. No matter how many times I say sorry, I would be willing."

"But I have a headache!" The proud landlord looked at Qin Boran distressedly: "You always say sorry, and people in Chongguling will think that I bullied you. This is ruining my reputation!"

"Hold...uh, well, then I won't talk about it."

"That's right." The proud landlord smiled with satisfaction: "Anyway, the dirty old man is gone, so I'll go for a stroll in Lingchu with you."

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