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One hundred and fortieth chapters strange eggs (four)

"I really don't want to go." Hu Qing wasn't trying to trick him, he really didn't want to go, his life was important.

"Okay, I'll go and see it at the end of the month. Did you destroy the phosphorus powder?"

Hu Qing said: "No, how to destroy it? I don't have the skills of a monk. It's windy and rainy."

Manager Jiang smiled and said: "Sure, I hope I can harvest what you missed. But to say the least, Madam Hu, you are very lucky. You are obviously not a monk but can pick medicines, and you also picked good spiritual plants."

Hu chuckled and said, "Thanks to you, I couldn't find the snow calyx orchid even if it wasn't for that encyclopedia of spiritual plants."

Manager Jiang admitted this, but if you don't use phosphorus powder, how can a mortal find it? You can't use your spiritual consciousness like him.

No matter what, it's your luck that you can find it.

Hu Qing took out ten more jade boxes from the basket on his back. Manager Jiang was envious again. He had been guarding one for a year without seeing one, but Hu Qing got so many on his first visit. This shows the mystery of luck.

Hu Qing: "Give me back the jade box, it's very expensive."

Manager Jiang was speechless: "I'll give it back to you, and I'll give you a few old ones, in case you encounter larger spiritual plants that you can't fit in. If the spiritual plants are broken, they lose their potency."

Hu Qing: "Okay, then you can deduct this part of the money."

"Okay, I won't let you take advantage of me, right?"

The two looked at each other and smiled, they were both sensible and smart people.

Fifteen snow calyx orchids, deducting the money for sealing the talismans and jade boxes, Manager Jiang gave them all, one medium-grade spiritual stone and one hundred low-grade spiritual stones.

When he was about to leave, he confessed again: "The pay in the Chaohua Zong Mission Hall is slightly lower but it is safe. The casual cultivator alliance has been quite chaotic in recent years. You must not go in. If there are any good things in the future, they must come to us first. I will never trick you."

you."

Hu Qing repeatedly said that he knew it and went home with his head held high. Tsk, I am rich.

When I got home, I closed the door, brought the basin, closed the door, took out the spiritual stones from the basket, washed them, and dried them piece by piece. Hu Qing's eyes fell on the spiritual stones for a while, and then darkened, and finally he screamed out "Ah"

.

"No matter what, I want to be extravagant."

The look in Hu Huahua's eyes was hard to understand, it was just a few spiritual stones.

Hu Qing sat cross-legged on the sofa, holding a spiritual stone in both hands, and his mind was running. In less than a minute, he scrapped a spiritual stone, put it aside, and picked up another one. When he felt as full as last time, Hu Qing

I counted the number of scrapped spiritual stones and found twelve.

In just a few days, her appetite has increased.

Why? I'm so confused.

Silk cloth: But wait until this day, you will starve me to death.

The spiritual power circulated in the body on its own, and an invisible strand penetrated the silk cloth through the wrist, and Hu Qing didn't even notice it.

It was getting late, so Hu Qing took a quick bath, stir-fried some vegetables for herself and Hu Huahua, and heated up big steamed buns to eat.

It was very painful for Huhuahua to eat.

Hu Qing apologized: "There is no food at home. I will buy it tomorrow. I will give you a roasted suckling lamb?"

After getting rich, I rewarded my children with rewards, but these days I have been frightened by her. Before going out, she cooked and ate all the meat at home. When she came back after ten days, she only had a little wilted green vegetables, so she could make a meal.

"By the way, we still have an egg." Hu Qing put down his chopsticks and said excitedly, "Mom, let's spread an egg pancake for you."

Hu Huahua raised her head, egg cake, egg cake.

Hu Qing took a large bowl from the cupboard, took out the jade box from the basket on his back, and opened it. The eggs inside were quiet, with a yellow background and purple lines, delicate and soft.

The two of them licked the corners of their mouths at the same time.

He picked up the egg with his hand and knocked it on the edge of the bowl. With a click, the bowl split into two halves.

Eerie silence.

Hu Qing picked up the kitchen knife and smashed it with the handle first, but the egg was not broken. Then he chopped it with the blade, and the egg rolled out. Hu Huahua nimbly pushed it back.

Hu Qing took the egg to the ground, threw it against the wall, and smashed it. There were holes in the wooden floor and marks on the wall, but the egg was not damaged.

"Isn't this a stone?" Hu Qing was suspicious and put it into the storage bag. It really couldn't be put in.

The egg rolled to Hu Huahua: "Huahua, bite."

Hu Huahua licked her little teeth without losing her mind.

Hu Qing took the ax used to chop wood and chopped for a while, but still couldn't do anything with the egg. He had a headache, so he threw it in the basin: "Forget it, keep it, it's quite pretty, let your sister play with it."

Huhuahuawuwu: I want to eat meat.

Hu Qing patted his head: "I'll eat it tomorrow. Mom is starving too. Meat, you must eat meat."

After clearing the table, she arranged the spiritual stones neatly. She put five hundred in the storage bag outside, spiritual beads in the money bag, and put the rest in a close-fitting storage bag. Use spiritual beads for expenses in front of others. If

If she needed spiritual stones, she had to take them in advance and stuff them in her purse. No one would think that she was a mortal.

I haven't had a good night's sleep in ten days. When I returned to my safe and warm home, Hu Qing fell asleep immediately as soon as I touched the bed. Hu Huahua moved from the west room to the east room, biting the sheets and rubbing them up, and fell asleep next to her arm.

Phew, he feels so safe. When sleeping next to his mother, he can dream of... his mother. Even though there is only his mother's voice, he is still very satisfied.

She woke up early the next day, with a loud and painful stomach. Ten days of irregular work and rest had consumed too much energy. What she ate last night was all vegetarian, and it didn't provide much energy.

"Why are you here again?" Hu Qing got up holding her belly: "Let's go out to eat."

Hu Huahua: My roasted whole lamb.

"Put it on first."

Huhuahua followed.

The meat buns I bought were the same as before. It was hard to bring other food, and the boss wouldn’t even let a dog sit on the table.

Hu Qing and Hu Huahua said: "I hope these people will be shit shovelers in their next life."

Hu Huahua is confused, what kind of official?

Hu Qing hugged him and buried himself in his smooth hair and chuckled: "The prevalence of shit shoveling officials represents a peaceful and prosperous age."

Hu Huahua: Shoveling shit = peace?

The two of them filled their bellies and took the trolley to the vegetable market to buy meat. Speaking of meat, the chickens given by little fat Jin Xin could not be artificially raised. She would go on a hunger strike without food and water, and Hu Qing was not used to it.

Then, three of them a day, they were all sent to the Five Zang Temple.

I bought two chickens, two ducks, four fish, half a rack of ribs, a piece of beef, and a suckling sheep. They were all killed. Hu Qing pushed the cart and bought another bag of flour. There was also a big bag of spirit at home.

Rice, but steamed buns go better with meat.

On the way back, he met the woman next door again. Hu Qian glanced at her sneaky and arrogant look and knew that she was talking bad about him again.

It’s really boring. Can you only do gossip on the street when you are old?

Hu Qing warned herself not to nibble on babies in the future.

After returning home, Hu Qing got busy, grilling, roasting, and frying. He used thick firewood to roast the suckling sheep, and the suckling sheep rack was turned over from time to time.

Hu Qing said to Hu Huahua again: "If you grow up early, you can help me turn over the meat."

Fish were skewered by the fire, chickens and ducks were in the oven, ribs were stewed in the pot, and beef skewers were placed on the grill. The guy had nothing to do, and Hu Qing even steamed a pot of big steamed buns.

The flowers are surrounded by the aroma of food and feel like they are in heaven.

Hu Qing sweated hurriedly, raised his left wrist to wipe the sweat, smelled it, and felt that the silk cloth was a bit smelly, so he took it off and threw it into the swimming pool. He remembered that the stone that looked like an egg was thrown in together.

Anyway, the water inside needs to be changed regularly. If the heat doesn't come back, it's better to use it for washing.

Silk cloth:...

A certain egg:...


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