Immortal world foodie: husband makes me noodle soup

Chapter 119

"If you can't remember it, don't think about it. When you're done working as a teacher, I'll take you to search for an inch of land, okay?" Do little human girls love to cry so much? Qian Zang was really defeated by her tears up.

Yang Juanjuan sobbed twice, stopped crying himself, looked at Qian Zang with tears in his eyes, and said, "Master, is what you said true? When will you be busy?"

"When I'm busy, I'll tell you. During this time, you should practice hard as a teacher. Don't cry, huh?" Qian Zang didn't know when he would be able to cultivate for 2000 years.

If Yang Juanjuan hadn't eaten his Ningquancao, his cultivation should have reached, then he must have time to take her home.

One link after another, in the end it was Yang Juanjuan who cheated himself.

"Okay." Yang Juanjuan had just wiped away her tears when her stomach growled. She chuckled and said embarrassedly, "Master, I'm hungry."

Qian Zang Fu forehead, how can there be a feeling of ups and downs and ups and downs.

With a wave of his hand at the table, the food brought out from the Drunkard Tower appeared, still warm.

Yang Juanjuan was curious about Qian Zanglu's move.Naihe Qianzang refused to tell her that she could only relieve the depression in her heart by destroying delicious food.

After eating and drinking enough, Yang Juanjuan asked Qian Zang what to do next.

Qian Zang looked at the sky, he saw that there was not much time until dark, so let's stay another night.

Rest early tonight and get up early tomorrow.So, early on, Qian Zang drove Yang Juanjuan to the bed.

After a good night's sleep, Qian Zang arrested Yang Juanjuan before dawn the next day.

When the sun rises and the world is full of light, Juan has already followed Qian Zang on the sword and has traveled a long way.

Once a practitioner enters into cultivation, he will not feel the passage of time.Qian Zang is like this, if it is not for Yang Juanjuan beside him, he can spend the whole day in cultivation.

But Yang Juanjuan was an accident!

She has an indestructible habit, that is, no matter how concentrated she is in cultivation, she will feel hungry as soon as it is time to eat, and then she will come out of the cultivation state.

It was lunch time again, Yang Juanjuan was still practicing for a second, and woke up this second, and whispered to Qian Zang who was sitting next to him who was seriously practicing, "Master, I'm hungry."

Every time at this time, Qian Zang would have a melancholy feeling that his dream was interrupted while he was sleeping.

"Let's eat." Qian Zang took out a hot steamed bun and handed him a cup of hot water.

Yang Juanjuan blinked at Qian Zang's hand, and took a bite of the steamed bun after a long time, "Master, besides steamed buns, are there other things?"

"As practitioners, we should eat less, or even not eat. As a teacher, I have no requirements for you, and I guarantee that you will have something to eat for three meals a day, so that you will not be hungry. It is good that you have something to eat, don't be so Ask for more." Qian Zang taught a lot, and Juan benefited a lot, but he just thought that it would be better if he had meat.

Lunch is okay, but sleep is not.Yang Juan was curled up on the sword in the open air, and couldn't sleep no matter what, he had to go down to the inn.

Every night, the master and apprentice would go down from the sword, choose an inn to stay overnight, and then go on their way the next day.

That evening, the two settled down in the relatively prosperous suburb of Dongcheng, in order to prevent the city people from seeing them descending from the sky.

Not long after the two entered the city, they heard a sound of gongs and drums in the distance, very lively.

On the road, there were still people rushing towards the sound of gongs and drums, discussing something while rushing.

Curious, Yang Juanjuan stopped an aunt to ask about the situation, and the aunt said with a smile on her face: "The daughter of the city lord competes in martial arts to recruit relatives. Whoever wins can have a bridal chamber with the city lord's daughter tonight. We are all going to the city lord's house Hurry up..."

After the aunt finished speaking, she hurried away.A little later, you won't be able to find a good seat, and you won't be able to see a good show.

"A martial arts competition to recruit relatives." Yang Juanjuan wanted to see it too, so he took Qian Zang's arm and wanted to join in the fun.

Instead, Qian Zang grabbed her and said, "Whether to watch the excitement or have dinner, choose one."

Yang Juanjuan pouted, and said pitifully, "Can't you choose both?"

"I can't." Qian Zang shook his head resolutely. There must be many people watching the martial arts competition to recruit relatives. He didn't want to stay with so many people.

"Then I choose to eat, but I'm going to a restaurant to eat delicious food." Yang Juanjuan felt that only going to a restaurant can make up for her hurt heart that she didn't see the excitement.

Qian Zang was speechless, but still took her to a restaurant to have a feast.

Because the restaurant was not far from the city lord's house, the sound of gongs and drums could be heard clearly from time to time.

Yang Juanjuan was full after eating and drinking. Hearing the noise outside, he couldn't help but want to watch the fun again.

"Master, let's take a look and leave." Yang Juanjuan begged.

Uh, Qian Zang didn't expect his little apprentice to do this, and he wanted to take a look when he was full.

"I think you don't want to sleep anymore. If you don't want to sleep, we'll continue on our way tonight, and we've already lost a lot of time." Qian Zang said in a deep voice.

Yang Juanjuan grabbed his clothes, looked at Qian Zang eagerly, and discussed: "Master, I won't go to bed tomorrow night, so I can go straight on my way? Let me take a look at it tonight. I have never seen it before." What about martial arts competitions?"

Never watched a martial arts match?This is the reason again, Qian Zang Fu forehead.

Along the way, he heard her say the most things: I have never eaten such delicious food, I have never seen such beautiful pastries, I have never eaten in this restaurant...

Never so what, this has almost become her mantra.

"I want to see what it's like to recruit relatives in a martial arts competition, okay? Master, master... respect..."

The last master, Yang Juanjuan, elongated her voice, coupled with her soft and gentle tone, it was so unbearable to refuse.

If it was Zhong Xiaotian, I am afraid he would have raised his hands and surrendered.Even Qian Zang almost agreed to her without holding back.

"It's best to go early, let's go tonight." Qian Zang took Yang Juanjuan downstairs, saving money for staying in the hotel, and directly pulled her out of the city.

In mid-air, Yang Juanjuan looked at the dark sky with a depressed face, and counted the stars in the sky boredly.

Don't ask her why she is so boring, because the person next to her ignores her.

She decided to talk to Qian Zang when she counted to one thousand.If he ignored her, she would count another thousand and talk to him again.

After making up his mind, Yang Juanjuan really started counting.

Counting to a thousand, Yang Juanjuan sat up, stared at Qian Zang next to him for a while, then slowly crawled over, tugged at his sleeve and gently tugged, whispering: "Master!" , can you hear me?"

(End of this chapter)