Indecisive Survival Guide

By the time Lu Qianqian finished reading the book that Hong Qigong had bought, she and Yang Kang had just arrived at their destination.At this time, it was March in the south of the Yangtze River. Looking at the continuous drizzle outside the carriage, Lu Qianqian jumped out, "It's a good tide!"

Since arriving in Jiangnan, the hazy drizzle has never stopped, and Lu Qianqian finally understood why the lyrics in the song called Jiangnan were tangled and sticky.This hazy drizzle makes people feel damp and uncomfortable.

Yang Kang glanced at Lu Qianqian who was curled up on the couch watching Jiangnan Bookstore's new scripts and sighed helplessly. He seriously suspected that the reason why they moved around was just to find the scripts in the name of exercise!But what if it's just to find a storybook?How can I change my mother?

"Brother Yang, today's poetry meeting is about to start, and we should go. I heard that Mr. Wuliu will also be there today, so let's go early to get a good seat." Yang Kang's new friend stood at the door and shouted.

"Here we come." Yang Kang walked outside while carrying a heavy travel book.All the things in it were sorted out by Lu Qianqian, and he asked him to find the author's autographed collection of poems.

"Brother Yang, why did you memorize so many books? But you want to sell them?" My friend was very puzzled. He was obviously going to a poetry meeting, so why did he bring so many books?

"My mother wants the signatures of Mr. Wuliu and others." Yang Kang patiently answered his friend's doubts. Although he was carrying a heavy travel book, he walked as easily as if there was nothing.

The friend pursed his lips and didn't say anything more, but in his opinion, Yang Kang's mother's behavior was too nonsense, and Yang Kang was too foolish and filial.But when he saw that Yang Kang quickly broke into the circle of high-level poetry friends he had always wanted to enter with just a few books, he immediately felt that Jiang was really old and spicy.

Humans are indeed the species that can best adapt to the environment. After living in a small dwelling for a month, Lu Qianqian regained his vitality.At the beginning, I joined the ranks of chatting with the parents of the east and the west, and successfully entered the ancient community group buying group under the recommendation of the neighbor's daughter-in-law.After obtaining accurate information every day, pass it on to Yang Kang for execution.

From time to time in Xingqing Lane in the south of the Yangtze River, you can see such a scene. After walking around the market with an empty basket on his back, a handsome young man returns to the alley. A few feet of cloth.If things go on like this, whether it is meat, eggs, poultry, or firewood, rice, oil, salt, what is the market price, and where there will be discounts, he knows all about it.

Because the atmosphere in the south of the Yangtze River is very open, and various new-style scripts emerge one after another, Lu Qianqian decided to stay here for a while.This stay is six years.But when Yang Kang was 14 years old, in order not to delay his plan of reading thousands of books and traveling thousands of miles, she kicked him out of the house, while she herself waited for him at home reading the scriptures.

In short, the son may be absent, but the script must not be absent.

When Hong Qigong came to visit, Lu Qianqian was holding "Two Men Competing for Husbands, Where Did Daoist Qiu Run?" and was enjoying watching.Seeing the eye-catching title of the book on the cover, Hong Qigong couldn't bear to look directly and turned his eyes away.

"Mrs. Yang, this Daoist Qiu is Qiu Chuji? Is there someone who wrote this kind of script?"

"That's right, it's Qiu Chuji. I paid the money, why didn't anyone write it?" Lu Qianqian said naturally.That's right, simple words can no longer satisfy her, what she needs now is advanced private ordering.She comes to provide the outline of the story, which will be given to her after the special script Mr. Ben has rendered and enriched it.

Needless to say, this model is really good.When Mr. Huaben wrote the book, he had a lot of brain holes and blood, which was very enjoyable.What was originally thought to be a very niche thing, turned out to be so popular.

Pay, paid? !

Hong Qigong, who understood the meaning of Lu Qianqian's words, couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth, and at the same time was very curious about the content of the dialogue.Anyway, it's not me who wrote it, so it's okay to read it, "Madam Yang, the old beggar wants to read it too."

After Lu Qianqian, who was rereading it, handed the story book to Hong Qigong, he picked up another one and read it. The name on it read "What should I do if Wang Jiujiu falls in love with my junior brother".

Hong Qigong frowned looking at Guo Moumou, Yang Moumou, and Qiu Moumou, who were full of direction in the script. As the reading gradually deepened, his old face suddenly flushed thoroughly.Although I knew it was made up, but when it came to the behavior of the two of them regardless of the comfort of their family members, I somehow felt that it was a bit plausible.

Thinking of this, Hong Qigong hastily closed the script, shook his head vigorously, and threw this terrifying thought out of his mind.

"Mrs. Yang, when will my little brother Yang come back?" That's right, Hong Qigong came to look for Yang Kang.He recently met a new girl who cooks well.But he, who was used to Yang Kang's rough northern cuisine, felt unaware of the delicate dishes prepared by the little girl.

In order not to waste food, he decided to come to Yang Kang for a change of appetite.

"Probably soon. I just received Kang'er's letter a few days ago, and it's only been two days." Lu Qianqian, who raises pigs like a child, has a big heart. She has already given her the correct three views and the ability to survive. Give it to him, and leave the rest to the society.

"Mother!" People just said Cao Cao without repeating it, and Cao Cao arrived.If it's not Yang Kang, who is it?This time, he traveled thousands of miles to the south. Although there were more poisonous insects, he also saw many different customs.Before he was almost left behind as his son-in-law, he managed to escape.

"Mother, you are so big." Lu Qianqian, who hadn't seen Yang Kang for a long time, was very affectionate for a while, but only for a while, "Your Uncle Li just hunted a fresh young red deer, and mother ordered a piece of meat." , go to your Uncle Li and get it, and make a chop from your letter for your mother to taste."

Knowing that it would be like this, Yang Kang had already been mentally prepared. After he greeted Hong Qigong, he unloaded all the seasonings on his back, and went to Uncle Li to order Lu Qianqian. Red venison.

Hong Qigong, who had never eaten chopped raw meat, looked expectant, but when he saw the making process of chopped raw meat, he gradually frowned.Can this stuff really be eaten?

Facts have proved that this stuff is really delicious!

"Qigong! Why did you just come back? I made a lot of delicious food. I'm afraid it's getting cold, so I've been letting Brother Jing warm it up with my internal energy. Come and taste it." Huang Rong, who finally waited for Hong Qigong, was very excited. Brother Jing has thirteen strokes to subdue the dragon and eighteen palms, and there are only five strokes left. Brother Jing's martial arts can be improved to a higher level!

Hong Qigong, who just had a full meal from Yang Kang, looked at the table of delicacies and couldn't whet his appetite, but the girl said that this dish has been warmed by the idiot with internal force. not too good.

Seeing Hong Qigong finally sat down, Huang Rong was overjoyed. She enthusiastically served him the dishes, and introduced the recipes and various ingredients of the dishes.As usual, he must be very interested, but now that he just enjoyed the atmosphere of family dinner, he just wants to continue the feeling just now and have a quiet meal.

However, Huang Rong was very good at observing words and expressions. When she sensed that Hong Qigong was in a bad mood, she stopped introducing him.In the end, his desire to enjoy delicious food quietly was fulfilled.

"Stupid boy, come here, the old beggar is teaching you the last move of Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms today, and this is the end of our master-student relationship." Brother Xiao Yang came back, so he stopped playing with them.I haven't seen him for two years, and I don't know how advanced Brother Xiao Yang's martial arts has become.

"Oh." Guo Jing was very obedient and wanted to follow Hong Qigong out, but Huang Rong was not happy.

"The last trick?! Qigong, don't you have five tricks? I know a lot of dishes, eight-treasure duck, five-treasure stew, and you haven't tried it yet!" Naturally, you have to learn the whole set, why? Can you only learn fourteen strokes?

"Rong'er, I will learn as much as Qigong is willing to teach." Guo Jing, who had seen that Hong Qigong didn't want to teach anymore, didn't want Huang Rong to be humbled because of his own affairs.In his heart, she has always been that proud little princess.

"But..." Huang Rong, who was unwilling, wanted to continue to fight, but was stopped by Guo Jing with his eyes.

Hong Qigong kept his word, even though Guo Jing was stupid and slow in learning martial arts, and he was very anxious to talk to his little brother Yang, but he still taught Guo Jing martial arts very seriously.After seeing that he finally learned it, he let out a long sigh of relief.

"Rong'er, isn't it good for us to do this?" Guo Jing whispered, teasing the sneaky Huang Rong.

"Hush! Brother Jing, Qigong went out for a while, and he doesn't want to teach you anymore when he comes back. There must be something tricky in it. I have to take a good look and see who is causing the trip!" Mingming said to her today before leaving. I am still very much looking forward to the dishes to be prepared, why I just went out to find an old friend's kung fu, and when I come back, I don't have much appetite, and I don't even want to teach kung fu anymore!There must be something unknown here.

Guo Jing, who was able to learn fourteen strokes and eighteen palms of subduing the dragon under the guidance of Beibei, was already very content. He felt that spying on other people's body like this was not good for his benevolent master, especially.But Rong'er did all this for him.After struggling for a while, Guo Jing still accompanied Huang Rong and followed Hong Qigong quietly.

Because of Hong Qigong's extraordinary martial arts, the two dared to follow from a distance.But the alleys in the south of the Yangtze River are criss-crossed and very complicated, and they lost their way after following.Just when the two were in a hurry, there was a very strange fragrance in the air.Huang Rong's eyes lit up immediately, she knew where Qi Gong was.

Following the scent, Huang Rong and the two finally found Hong Qigong in a small courtyard. At this time, he was waiting eagerly in front of the stove, swallowing his saliva, a young man who looked about their age People are constantly busy in front of the desk.