I couldn't afford the bride price, so I had to marry the Demon Sect Saintess

Chapter 14 Waiting for the day when you and I build the foundation, when the day comes again
Qin Gengyun came to Yunling Town half a year ago, and was working in Lingdanfang at that time.

He cleaned the yard and the two alchemy rooms every day, and he was very familiar with the unused bronze furnace.

Seeing this second-hand bronze furnace in the hidden hut in Dongshi at this moment, he can be sure at a glance that this is the one in the Spirit Pill Workshop!
Remembering that during the day, Yang Fengshan forbade others to enter the old alchemy workshop in the name of repairs, Qin Gengyun seemed to understand something.

However, the current situation makes him a little embarrassed.

Yang Fengshan was so secretive, it was obvious that the owner of the workshop did not know about the sale of the bronze furnace.

Otherwise, he could hang it uprightly in the regular Fuyuan Pavilion to sell it, and there is no need to sneak it up to the second-hand vendors in the night market to sell it at a low price.

Since it was sold secretly behind the workshop owner's back, then the bronze furnace came from a wrong place.

If I bought it myself, would I get into trouble?

If the owner of the shop finds out, will he think that he and Yang Fengshan colluded to eat inside and outside?

After all, Fangzhu is a fourth-level qi training, second-rank alchemist, if he intends to embarrass him, I am afraid life will be difficult.

"Qin Daoyou, what's wrong with you?"

Mo Xiaolan found that Qin Gengyun's expression was wrong, so she quickly asked in a low voice.

Qin Gengyun thought about it for a moment, and pulled Mo Xiaolan aside:
"Friend Daoist Mo, I can't buy this alchemy furnace."

Mo Xiaolan was taken aback, and quickly asked:

"Why? Is it too expensive? If you don't have enough spirit stones, Fellow Daoist Qin, I can lend them to you."

Qin Gengyun shook his head: "Thank you, Mo Daoist, it's not about the price, it's about"

He looked at the sloppy street vendors not far away, and whispered a few words to Mo Xiaolan.

Mo Xiaolan looked at him in surprise, and nodded immediately: "I understand, Fellow Daoist Qin is right to worry, you really can't buy this pill furnace."

She winked at Qin Gengyun, Qin Gengyun understood, and the two walked to the front of the bronze stove. Qin Gengyun circled the stove twice, observed carefully, and then asked a bunch of questions.

"This bronze stove is too old. Look, there are still traces of the fryer here. Even if you buy it back, you can't make alchemy. The fire can't be turned off, so it can't be used."

Zheng Daoyou frowned: "Qin Daoyou, don't bully me. Although I am not an alchemist, I still have a good eye for things. Although this bronze furnace is a bit old, it is absolutely no problem to refine low-grade elixir."

Mo Xiaolan said from the side: "Zheng Daoyou, Qin Daoyou is an alchemist, how could he bluff you, I think your seller is hiding the flaws of this alchemy furnace from you?"

The sloppy street vendor was dubious, but Qin Gengyun insisted not to buy it, so he had no choice but to take the two of them away angrily, still muttering to find a theory from the seller.

Back in Dongshi, Mo Xiaolan bowed to the vendor:

"Zheng Daoyou, please help me pay attention again, and let me know immediately if there is something suitable."

"alright."

The two returned to Mo Xiaolan's booth. Mo Xiaolan would continue to do business. Qin Gengyun was about to leave when Mo Xiaolan said:

"Qin Daoyou, I will close the stall earlier today, why don't you wait for me for a while and go back together?"

Qin Gengyun nodded: "Okay."

Mo Xiaolan smiled like an orchid: "Then you wait for me!"

Narrow Rain Lane.

Qin Gengyun lives in the kitchen of the rented house.

Qiu Zhihe stood in front of the stove, stretched out her jade hand, and a hot flame burst out from her palm, burning under the stove, boiling a pot of porridge on it to a slight boil.

But the flame was not violent, like the simmering fire used to boil soup in the kitchen.

"If you want porridge to taste delicious, there are three tricks. One is rice, the other is seasoning, and the third is heat. It must be boiled over low heat to combine the flavors of the ingredients with the porridge."

This is what Chen Fang, the female cultivator of the couple next door during the day, told Qiu Zhihe.

The pot of porridge in front of me was cooked by Qiu Zhihe since Shen Shi, and now it is Xu Shi, and it has been simmering for two and a half hours.

For Qiu Zhihe, cooking in this way can not only exercise the accuracy of controlling Lihuo, but also prove that even in the kitchen, she is no worse than anyone else.

At this time, a scent wafted out of the pot, Qiu Zhihe licked his lips, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

She looked sideways at the sky outside the window, and the night was getting darker.

It's almost time to be back.

"Friend Daoist Mo, I have really troubled you for the past two days."

"Fellow Daoist Qin, you don't have to be polite, you help me a lot on weekdays."

Qin Gengyun and Mo Xiaolan walked side by side on the road from the night market to Narrow Rain Lane.

Half a year ago, on the first day of moving to Narrow Rain Lane, the first neighbor Qin Gengyun met was Mo Xiaolan.

Later, Lingdanfang worked overtime occasionally, and came home late and had no time to cook. When they met Mo Xiaolan who came home from the night market, the two ate outside together.

Getting to know each other very quickly, Qin Gengyun also admires Mo Xiaolan, who is hardworking and cheerful.

In the entire Zhaiyuxiang, or the entire Yunling Town, she is probably the most diligent person.

It's a pity that even with such hard work, Mo Xiaolan can only live in Zhaiyuxiang now.

This fucking world.

The two chatted all the way, and soon returned to Narrow Rain Lane.

"Friend Daoist Mo, I'm going back."

Qin Gengyun cupped his hands towards Mo Xiaolan, turned around and was about to enter the room, but Mo Xiaolan said:
"Fellow Daoist Qin, I haven't congratulated you yet."

"Huh?" Qin Gengyun turned to look at her, only to see a heroic woman in plain clothes with a smile on her face:

"Congratulations on getting married, and you didn't invite me to wait for the neighbors to have a wedding wine."

Qin Gengyun smiled and said, "Don't make fun of me, Mo Daoist. You know my situation. If I fail to marry a wife and practice double cultivation this time, I will have no choice but to break my heart and find a place with green mountains and green waters to end my remaining life."

Mo Xiaolan smiled brightly: "That's why I congratulate you, you broke through the third level of Qi training, advanced to the first-level alchemist, and you have achieved dual cultivation."

"Fellow Daoist Mo, you are taking the grand road, and your achievements in the future will be higher than mine!"

Qin Gengyun said sincerely.

Regardless of whether he was in his previous life or in this world of practice, he would still like to see someone who worked as hard as Mo Xiaolan succeed.

"No matter what, Fellow Daoist Qin, don't forget the agreement between you and me!"

Mo Xiaolan cupped her hands and said solemnly.

One day, the two met by chance when they returned home late. They drank two glasses while eating at a night stall, and they had a passionate meeting:

"Wait until the day you and I build the foundation, we will be able to make it clear again!"

Qin Gengyun laughed: "I dare not forget!"

Mo Xiaolan smiled sweetly: "On that day, I will treat you to the best spiritual wine!"

It was cloudless tonight, and the moonlight was pouring down, falling on the narrow alleyway. A man and a woman stood under their respective eaves, standing with their hands folded, smiling heartily.

Saying goodbye to Mo Xiaolan, Qin Gengyun opened the door and entered the room, his nose couldn't help but move twice.

A scent filled the room.

He had smelled this smell when he went to eat at Zhang Chengdao and Chen Fang's house.

It was Chen Fang's porridge with chopped green onion and minced pork, which was extremely sweet and delicious.

I saw Qiu Zhihe in a black dress sitting at the table with a familiar iron pot on it.

However, unlike last night, the porridge in the iron pot was emitting a scent.

Seeing him enter the door, Qiu Zhihe stood up, with a rare joy in the corner of his mouth:
"Come back, let's eat."

Qin Gengyun walked to the table and saw minced meat cooked in the porridge in the pot, and green onions were sprinkled on top, which was delicious in color and fragrance.

He looked at Qiu Zhihe in surprise: "Friend Qiu, is this the porridge sent by fellow Daoist Chen next door?"

(End of this chapter)