What a pitiful marrow-washing herb【Interstellar】

The two people in the back kitchen seem to have changed positions. Qin Liu used a small bowl to pick up a chopstick of noodles, poured the soup, and closed the lid again. Hungry.

The young man was holding a small bowl, and the temperature of the noodle soup flowed into his palm along the wall of the bowl. He sat beside Lin Lang, drank the soup in small sips, and then sighed comfortably.

"Delicious."

Lin Lang stood aside with a complicated look on his face, but soon he showed a guilty expression again: "I'm sorry, I should serve Mr. Qin a bowl first."

If he hadn't finished a bowl of noodles in one minute before, his apology might have seemed a little more sincere.

Qin Liu felt that Lin Guan's evaluation of his younger brother was not very accurate. Compared with "Bai Lian", he was more like the "green tea" mentioned on the Internet, or the kind that is not high in rank and can be seen through at a glance.

After finishing a piece of noodles, he looked up at Lin Lang: "No, thank you for inviting me to eat noodles."

After giving Lin Lang a good person card, Qin Liu praised him: "It's delicious, so you can cook."

Lin Lang looked at the bowl of noodles and said softly, "I learned from my mother. My mother makes noodles more delicious. She even opened a small shop before..."

The chopsticks collided with the bowl, and there was a light "ding", which also woke up Lin Lang, who was a little dazed, and he suddenly stopped talking, leaving a sentence: "You eat slowly."

He left in a hurry.

"People are very complicated." Qin Liu remembered what Xian Jun said.

It was a sunny afternoon, but Xianjun had blood on his body. He killed a very young demon, only 13 years old.

"He killed six disciples in the sect." Xian Jun put on clean clothes and stroked his leaves, "Because his father was also a demon cultivator and was killed by the sect leader."

"Is he taking revenge?" the marrow-washing grass planted in the soil asked him, "Will someone avenge him then?"

Xianjun was silent for a moment, then whispered back to him: "Maybe, maybe not."

Qin Liu wandered around the kitchen slowly and found a thermos bucket. He put the remaining noodles in the pot into the thermos bucket, threw the kitchen utensils and bowls and chopsticks into the self-cleaning cabinet, and walked out of the kitchen with the thermos bucket.

The lights were on in the meeting room, Qin Han stared at the light brain for a long time, closed his eyes, pressed it twice with his hand, and then suddenly smelled a fragrance.

He opened his eyes with a smile, pulled a chair closer, and let the little benefactor sit down beside him: "Noodle soup? You made it?"

Qin Liu shook his head: "Lin Lang made it. When I got to the kitchen, the lights were turned off."

"Lin Lang?" Qin Han's smile subsided a little, "Did he say anything?"

Qin Liu thought for a while: "Say I'm amazing."

The general laughed twice, but didn't reply.

He picked up the chopsticks, and then poked a hole, and the thermos was removed by a white hand.

The young man put one hand on the thermos bucket and supported his head with the other: "Aren't I good?"

Qin Han: "Very powerful."

Then he reached for the thermos, the young man still didn't let go, staring at him without blinking: "Ten places."

General:?

Qin Liu: "I'm so powerful, you can just say ten o'clock."

General: "..."

"You have leaves, you have six leaves, you have six very beautiful leaves, you..."

Qin Liu broke his fingers for him, and looked at him lovingly. He didn't have leaves, and he was General Ye Zi after all.

That's right, for the poor little humans without leaves, having leaves is really amazing. Qin Liu was praised so lightly that a leaf unconsciously stretched out in front of the general.

The leaf gently swayed from side to side, Qin Han stretched out his hand, and it immediately entangled around and around, and raised the tip of the leaf to rub against his wrist.

Then he got stuck...

Ye Jianjian raised his head, waiting for his next round of rainbow farts, but Qin Han's head was blank, and he couldn't think of how to praise his Ye Zi anymore.

Qin Liu tilted his head to look at the general, and heard him say, "Ten o'clock doesn't seem to be enough, one hundred o'clock would be better, what should I do?"

His voice was as soft as a pool of clear water in spring, pouring on the leaf, making it straighten and stretch out comfortably, and curled up a little bit shyly.

There was a bit of fatigue in the general's dark eyes, Qin Liu couldn't help pushing the thermos towards him: "Eat first, it will get cold later."

Why is the insulation barrel of the interstellar age so easy to cool?His little benefactor felt sorry for him.

The general ate his noodles sullenly, with a subtle smile on the corner of his mouth, and then heard Qin Liu talking on the sidelines.

"After eating, you can say a hundred more."

The general who lifted a rock and shot himself in the foot: "..."

Knowing the plan = mastering the plan (knowing nothing).

Qin Liu withdrew his hands, put his face on the table, and said to the general, "Actually, you don't need to praise me."

Not quite right.

Qin Han put the noodles in his mouth, swallowed and neither spit nor spit, and suspected that this uncharacteristic marrow-washing plant had sent him a meal of beheading.

He put down his chopsticks, still swallowed the noodles in his mouth, looked at his face squeezed on the table, stretched out his hand and spread his whole palm on the other side of his face, with a little force, squeezed both sides of the face into the same flat.

Qin Han: "No need to praise you, what then?"

The pressure from both sides squeezed Qin Liu's mouth to the outside. He opened and closed his voice indistinctly, and he vaguely heard him say, "You know..."

As soon as he started, Qin Han interrupted: "I don't know."

Qin Liu's next words were choked in his throat. He pulled away the general's mischievous palm, sat up straight, and put on a very serious expression on his face.

"You know, even if you don't know, after listening to me, you will know." He continued: "Damn, raising a family is very difficult."

The general raised his eyebrows slightly, not knowing how he brought this up.

Qin Liu glanced at him: "You know this." Seeing the general nodding, he seemed to gain some confidence, "So I found a job online."

Speaking of work, he thought of his so-called "senior researcher" status, and was a little worried: "Does that scientific research institute pay wages?"

Qin Han: "...fa."

He was a little curious about the job that the marrow-washing grass had found, so he asked him.

Qin Liu: "Oh, I, I just opened a store."

He paused, and hurriedly added, "No one will find out my address! You know, I have a lot of treasures, which can be concealed."

He didn't mention the existence of the virtual network. Anyway, Xiaoxu has no physical body now, and the general would not believe it. It would be more credible to say that he has a magic weapon to hide himself.

Qin Han pressed his forehead: "Yes."

"My shop is pretty good. From design to customer service to after-sales, as well as the store manager, I am the one who saves labor costs. If you agree, I can give it to you, give it to you..." He thought for a long time, Thinking of the proper noun, "I can buy shares for you!

He babbled for a long time, plated gold on the third and outer floors of his shop, and asked him belatedly, "What did you just say?"

"You said yes!" He didn't wait for the general to say it a second time, and immediately asked and answered happily, "You said yes!"

Qin Han was almost finished talking about a bowl of noodles before seeing him react. He smiled and wiped his mouth: "Show me the link."

He wanted to see the gold bump shop that Qin Liukou said was "making money every day", "soon to be popular all over the world", and "causing people to frantically pursue it".

However, the little benefactor's learning ability is still good, which can be seen from the mech. He is not surprised that Qin Liu can understand the rules of opening a shop, and successfully opened a shop.

With a "ding", his optical brain received a link.

Unprepared, Qin Han clicked on the link, and was caught off guard by red eyes: "..."

The ability to learn is indeed there, as for aesthetics... this is not important.

The general comforted himself, and then asked him tentatively: "Is your shop...is there any business?"

In fact, he originally wanted to ask if he could pass the audit?In order not to hurt the self-confidence of the little benefactor, I had to change the question and be more tactful.

Qin Liu didn't know it at all, and thought he really cared about the store's business, so he told him excitedly, "Of course! I've accepted a big order."

Qin Han, who never expected that he could really open a business: "...there are many scammers on the star network, you have to be careful."

To be honest, he was even more afraid that his family's marrow-washing grass would deceive others.

The general browsed through the introduction of the so-called Xisui Pill in the store page by page, his expression gradually became dignified. He was patronizing and lamenting this magical page before, and did not read the specific introduction in small print at all.

"Xishuidan..." he repeated in a low voice, the name was very familiar, he turned off the optical brain screen, and looked at Qin Liu seriously.

"What is the material of Xisui Pill?"

"It's my leaf."

After Qin Liu finished speaking, he immediately realized the reason why the general was suddenly serious, and he explained: "It's okay, I use the leaves I saved before, and even if I drop the leaves now, as long as I don't drop them too often, I will be fine. It doesn't matter at all."

The general moved his throat, his voice sounded dry: "Can it really allow D-level qualifications to drive A-level mechs?"

"Of course!" The marrow-washing grass was not happy when its efficacy was questioned, "Let's not talk about D-level and A-level, even if it's F-level to S-level, I will... It depends on the individual."

It's not good for him to blow the cowhide up to the sky, if he accidentally bumps into a hard stubble, sticks out a sharp horn, pokes a small hole in his cowhide, and it will leak all the air.

The general looked at him, and the little benefactor still had a look of naturalness on his face, he asked: "Do you know the preciousness of Xisui Pill?"

"Of course." Qin Liu raised his chin proudly.

When I was in the world of cultivating immortals, the marrow washing pill was also the top-grade pill that many people couldn't ask for... Speaking of it——

"I, did I tell you?" Qin Liu felt a little guilty, he couldn't help it, he always thought that Qin Han was still the all-knowing fairy.

Qin Han, who used to know everything but now knows nothing: "...not at all."

Qin Han felt that this palm-sized marrow-washing plant was like the all-purpose bag of treasures in the movie, but this bag of treasures was very dull and passive, so he had to shake him upside down, and he Only then will a bunch of things fall out with a crackling sound.

The "Hundred Treasure Bag" knew nothing and looked at him innocently. Qin Han just wanted to pinch this marrow-washing grass in his hand and squeeze him flat with a "puff puff puff puff" to tell him to spit out at once. .

Qin Liu suddenly trembled. He rubbed his hands together and blinked his green eyes: "But I've told you now, so you'll know, right?"