At night, Song Qing, who had successfully sent the death row prisoner to reincarnation, was preparing to go downstairs to find food and solve the problem of food and clothing with dark circles under his eyes.

As he walked, he thought: "No, grafting can be used on the human body. For example, damaged organs can be replaced.

"So, can it be a little more subtle? For example, the rebirth of a severed limb... Well, this is the unique ability of a third-level martial artist. If I can study its secrets in alchemy, the world will be shocked.

"Xu Ningyan said that biological alchemy should be something more subtle... But the human eye cannot see those tiny things... With it, I can make something similar to a telescope."

Telescopes exist. After the discovery of glass, concave and convex mirrors were developed not long after. Telescopes are quite popular in the army and are usually equipped with ordinary soldiers.

Elite scouts are rarely used, because after practicing the Qi realm, the warrior's vision will be greatly improved. The stronger the strength, the stronger the five senses. Telescopes seem a bit useless.

"Where does that scent come from?" Song Qing twitched her nose.

Following the scent, he walked to the kitchen downstairs and saw Chu Caiwei ordering a few people in white clothes and cooking something in the pot.

"Hey, there is also chicken soup, Junior Sister Caiwei is interested." Song Qing felt better when she saw the chicken stewed in the small stove.

"Go, go, go." Chu Caiwei spat at him: "This is the alchemy that Xu Qian taught me. If it works, it can make the world full of delicious food."

After listening to Chu Caiwei explain the principles of chicken essence and monosodium glutamate, Song Qing pondered for a moment and sighed: "Xu Ningyan is really a strange person."

Yes, this is alchemy too.

Extract the essence from medicinal materials and condense it into elixirs, purify steel from ores to make weapons, and, right before your eyes, extract the umami flavor from shiitake mushrooms to make MSG.

It is consistent with the knowledge he had when he gave the lecture that day.

Alchemy encompasses many fields, and its secret is to extract those things that cannot be seen.

"I don't have a clue about the MSG he was talking about because he didn't provide the process. He simply said to stay away and that it is extracted from grains." Chu Caiwei said.

"Senior brother will help you." Song Qing touched Chu Caiwei's head.

....

The renovation of the new house was completed two days ahead of schedule. Xu Qian asked for leave from the Yamen to help his second uncle and aunt move together.

The aunt, who was wearing a dark green robe and a coat of the same color, held her waist with one hand and waved a handkerchief with the other. She looked like a general leading an army in battle, instructing her servants to carry things.

This posture, if replaced by a mediocre-looking woman, would appear to be very market-oriented, which would be unpleasant.

But if she were a thirty-six-year-old aunt who looked like a young woman in her early thirties, with a beautiful and delicate face and a plump and graceful figure, she would be a beautiful sight.

Xu Qi'an wondered whether the beautiful girl next to her with three-dimensional facial features would be as charming as her mother in twenty years' time.

Or better.

Hey, Lingyue is also old enough to get married. I don’t know who is lucky enough to marry such a beautiful girl... Xu Qi’an lamented that a female college student is not allowed to stay, so Bulkhead and her second uncle acted as porters.

Because we hired enough horse-drawn carriages, it only took two trips to move all the things from the house. My aunt planned to buy some odds and ends in the inner city and took this opportunity to replace them with new ones.

The aunt and second uncle are elders, although Xu Qi'an bought the house. The main house on the east side is left for the two of them to live in.

When the house was being allocated, Xu Lingyue, who had always been gentle, had a rare quarrel with her aunt.

Sanjin's house is very large, but the core inner courtyard actually has limited rooms. Of course, the owner will not live in those guest rooms and areas for the servants of the house.

According to aunt's wishes, the room in the west wing belongs to Xu Qian, after all, he will marry a wife in the future.

But Xu Lingyue shamelessly decided to live there and live next to her eldest brother.

My aunt said, you are a big girl and you live so close to your brother, how shameless you are.

Xu Lingyue suddenly became anxious, argued loudly, and even quarreled with her mother.

In the end, she also lived in the west wing, but her aunt also arranged Erlang's room in the west wing, and discussed with Xu Qi'an that when he got a wife in the future, Lingyue and Erlang could live in the north room.

Xu Qi'an was a little reluctant, because if he lived too close, his sister would find out if he stayed out all night in Jiaofangsi. Then she would complain again.

Xu Lingyin was placed in the room of her uncle and aunt. Children are more familiar with the bed and the environment. The aunt was afraid that the young girl would not sleep well at night and would have nightmares.

Anyway, the east wing is very large, with three terraced rooms.

Xu Qi'an quickly decorated his room. His original courtyard had almost no decorations and there were not many things that needed to be decorated.

He walked out of the room to bask in the sun, and saw Xu Lingyin squatting alone by the well, her face turned pale with fear, but she looked like she was trying her best not to run away.

"What are you doing?" Xu Qian asked.

"Brother..." Xu Lingyin felt relieved when she saw the powerful elder brother coming over. She pointed to the wellhead with some fear: "This place is haunted."

"So, what are you doing squatting at the mouth of the well?" Xu Qian was a little confused.

Since you know it is haunted, you shouldn't be afraid and hide away? Why should you squat by the wellhead and persist in being afraid?

"Sister said that ghosts only eat children." Xu Lingyin frowned.

"Then?"

She suddenly became sneaky, trotted over, and whispered: "I'm tricking it into coming out, shush... don't let it hear me."

"???"

Xu Qian looked at her blankly for a long time and gave a thumbs up: "He who knows food is a hero."

Everyone has ideals. Xu Lingyin found her own ideals at a young age: There is nothing in this world that cannot be eaten, only whether I want to eat it or not.

For delicious food, you can use yourself as bait... This determination and perseverance, in a sense, is a genius.

"Then you keep working hard, and when the ghost comes out, big brother will make you something delicious." Xu Qian touched her head.

"Hmm!" Xu Lingyin pecked her head in fear and longing.

Before dusk, we booked a private room at a restaurant not far from our new residence. The family was extremely satisfied with the restaurant. Although the taste was not as good as Guiyue Lou, it was cheaper and closer, so we could eat there more often in the future.

Xu Qian was lying in the spacious and comfortable new house, looking at the beams above her head, and suddenly remembered something.

It seems that you didn’t write to Erlang about the move?

"Forget it, I don't need to worry about this. Go to sleep."

.....

East room.

The aunt put Xu Lingyin to sleep, returned to the bedside, and looked at her husband who was sitting cross-legged and meditating. She suddenly felt worried:

"Master, after Ning Yan marries a wife, will he compete with me for the power of housekeeping? Will he let us move to the West House?

"I heard that daughters-in-law are very vicious and always think of ways to fight against their mother-in-law."

My aunt is happy. When she married her second uncle, the two high-ranking members of the Xu family had already passed away, and she had not been oppressed by her evil mother-in-law.

But I have never eaten pork, and I have always seen pigs running away. Especially when Xu Qi'an bought this house, her name as "mother-in-law" is not justified.

Xu Pingzhi opened his eyes and thought for a while, "With your temper and character, you will definitely not be able to fight against them."

"Humph!" Auntie was speechless and snorted.

Xu Pingzhi consoled him: "Maybe Ning Yan will marry a stupid wife in the future."

When the aunt heard this, she realized it made sense and secretly prayed that her nephew would marry a stupid wife in the future so that she could bully others.

"By the way, I haven't written to Erlang yet. We moved to a new house. He didn't know about it yet. He went back to the outer city and couldn't find us." The aunt cared about her son.

"You don't need to worry about this matter. You don't know a few Chinese characters." Xu Pingzhi, who is also illiterate, said:

"Written by Ning Banyan."

....

Two days passed, and Xu Qian's life was very peaceful. He patrolled the streets, practiced every day, and took time to go to Haoqi Tower to exchange feelings with Wei Yuan.

Because of the downfall of the Minister of Industry, the battles between the various parties have cooled down a lot, and for the time being no party is targeting the official.

That night, Xu Qian went home and found that his second uncle was not there.

"Today's night patrol," my aunt replied.

It's also possible that he went to the Jiaofang Department...Xu Qian complained inwardly.

The second uncle is a member of the Imperial Sword Guard. He sometimes patrols the streets during the day and sometimes at night. The working mechanism is the same as that of a watchman. If Xu Qian is involved in so many cases in a row, what awaits him will be more and more work.

In the past, Xu Qi'an also trusted her second uncle like her aunt, but since that "accidental encounter" in Jiaofangsi and the subsequent operation of using orange peels to remove the smell of perfume, Xu Qi'an understood.

A man's mouth is a liar.

I don't seem to have the right to complain about my second uncle...Xu Qi'an lowered his head to eat.

At night, Xu Qian was suddenly awakened by a scream. He opened his eyes, turned over and sat up, and at the same time reached out and grabbed the long black gold knife leaning on the bed.

When I came to the yard, I saw Lingyue's maid sitting on the ground, with the candlestick falling on the ground. Her face was pale, pointing in the direction of the wellhead, trembling and speechless.

"What did you see?" Xu Qian said solemnly.

The door behind him opened, and Xu Lingyue, wearing a coat, came out to check the situation.

In the east room, the candlelight in aunt's room also lit up, and she followed the sound of Lu'e out.

"What's wrong?" Auntie frowned.

As the number of people increased, the fear in the maid's heart weakened a lot. She pointed to the mouth of the well and said in a trembling voice: "Well, there is a head in the well."

Several screams sounded together.
To be continued...