Fortunately, the little ones are well educated and know how to clean up after themselves, otherwise Hu Qing would really have to give them a good lesson.
After working hard all day, I successfully made matcha cake on my own. I have the spiritual power and it’s just a matter of familiarizing myself with the steps and techniques.
Except for the coldness.
Leng Ruo was already doubting her life. What an opportunity it was to live her life again. She must have been lucky, but she just couldn't make a decent matcha cake. Inexplicably, the same cake base and the same matcha cream came to her.
In my hand, it collapsed inexplicably.
Her mentality collapsed.
Hu Qing asked her to rest and said she would be fine tomorrow.
Leng Ruo staggered upstairs, which showed how much this had affected her.
The third child just couldn't understand: "Leng Ruo is so smart, why can't he do such a simple thing?"
Hu Qing hissed: "Everyone has shortcomings. You - let her work hard on her own."
I have taught everything I can, step by step, and there is nothing I can do to help.
Hu Nuan hugged Leng Ruo and comforted her: "You have to accept your imperfect self."
This is what Hu Qing said to her. At that time, he was worried that she would not be able to compare with other children in all aspects and would feel pressured. Later, she discovered that others did not need her and they thought she was quite good.
Leng Ruo ran out of energy: "It's obviously a very simple thing."
Hu Nuan said: "Maybe Suoruo you are stupid at this."
The next day, in order to change Leng Ruo's mood and save his own eggs, flour and sugar, he let the oven rest for a while, and Hu Qing took them to play on the street.
Before going out, Hu Huahua woke up and felt full of energy, so naturally she had to take it with her and carry it in her backpack.
I called a carriage and went directly to the busiest trading area.
There are many shops and stalls here, making it the most popular treasure hunting place in Baopingfang.
The four children were not short of money, and Hu Qing was not short either. Except for the high-grade spiritual stones that could not be used, Shui Xin left a lot for her. His actual words were that these were all external possessions and there was no use for him to hold them.
In fact, Hu Qing suspected that these belongings were his repayment to the other party.
"Let's see who can find the treasure and who uses less spirit stones." Hu Qing suggested.
Yeah, the four of them cheered and rushed in. Fortunately, they knew not to get separated.
Hu Qing followed them and glanced at the stall casually. What kind of treasure could someone who has never won a two-dollar lottery win? She just had to take a look.
At first glance, I found that many of the materials on the monster beasts were very fresh and were obviously obtained from the beast tide in Lone Light City. Listening to their negotiation, it was cheaper than before because of the large quantity.
Hu Qing didn't buy it. The materials for the monsters that she and Shui Xin picked up were piled in the space. There was no need to buy them in the next three to five years.
The four children are not interested in these either. The ones that can be put on the stalls are not very good. They just want to get them from their own masters. Their interest is in those dirty ancient small objects, and they hope to pick them up by themselves.
precious.
Jin Xin bought a sign that was full of cracks and looked like it was made of wood. Xiao Cui bought a dusty small tripod. Leng Ruo bought a bell that couldn't even ring. Hu Nuan bought string beads.
Hu Qing asked them: "Where can I tell it's a treasure?"
"Very old."
"Very broken."
“Very rustic.”
"Very cheap."
Hu Nuan is the one who says it is cheap, Hu Qing reflects on it, I have never taught you to be frugal, is there any need for you to save money for me?
Hu Nuan: "At least I spent the least amount of spirit stones." She wants to win.
Hu Qing was speechless: "But if what you bought is useless, a spiritual stone is a waste."
Hu Nuan: "It's useful. You can dismantle the slingshot."
Shooting a slingshot? Oh, her baby has learned a new skill?
Do you need to buy slingshots? They are everywhere on the roadside.
Seeing that stinginess is actually the most wasteful thing, Hu Qing asked her to buy something serious and usable.
The three looked at the things in their hands and didn't know what the use was. Leng Ruo simply tied the bell on Hu Nuan's string. Well, it didn't look very pretty.
Jin Xin saw the useful herbs and bought them. He must learn to make alchemy. Alchemy will be his second main business. Mu Linggen has an advantage in alchemy.
Xiao Rui's fire spirit root can also make elixirs, but he is not very interested in this. He is more interested in setting up formations, and he was happy to buy a set of broken formation flags.
"This set of formation flags should be good. I'll study it when I get back and make up for it if I can."
Leng Ruo bought a set of black and white chess pieces. They were magic weapons, but the quality was not very good. She wanted to try cultivating them. Using spiritual energy to nourish them, she would see if the quality could be improved.
Hu Nuan bought a figurine. A woman with a high bun flutters her sleeves and dances. The dance is graceful and the lines are soft. The material looks like pottery, which is strange. Is pottery also used in the world of cultivation?
Hu Qing took it in his hand and instantly scanned it with his consciousness. There was nothing inside, just ordinary pottery figurines.
Hu Nuan: "It looks good."
The other three people also said it looked good. When the boss saw them, he liked to tell them that the place about ten stalls away also belonged to them, and asked them to go there and look for anything else.
The boss didn't take the opportunity to boast about the things. He told the truth: "The monks from the mortal world brought them and put them on display." It was of no use.
The group went to another stall, where there was a bigger stall with piles of large and small things, as if they were recycled by the pound.
Squatting down and looking, the boss over there saw the pottery figurines in Hu Nuan's hands, understood, and told them: "There are several in a set, you can look for it yourself."
We are all children, and we like these useless gadgets.
Hu Huahua jumped out of her satchel, squatted at Hu Qing's feet, stared at the goods, suddenly jumped, bit something, and jumped out again.
The boss looked over and Hu Qing hurriedly smiled: "We bought this."
The boss saw clearly that the dog was holding a small tambourine in its mouth, and Hu Qing was speechless. Even if he doted on the children, he even doted on the dog. What kind of dog was this? It looked like an ordinary dog, not even a monster.
Hu Qing took off the wooden snakeskin tambourine from Hu Huahua's mouth and whispered: "I can make this kind of stuff. It's prettier than this. You should be more honest."
Hu Huahua was not honest, so she jumped in and took out a small wooden horse. The carving was lifelike, but it could not hide that it was just an ordinary wood carving.
Hu Qing looked at Hu Huahua's longing eyes and compromised. A bowl of water was even, Hu Nuan could buy anything, but Hu Huahua couldn't buy it for no reason.
The four children rummaged around and took out the ones they liked in addition to the pottery figurines.
A broken light flashed, Leng Ruo subconsciously grabbed it, and with a pull, several small objects on top of it were scattered. A long chain was pulled straight, Leng Ruo pulled one end, and the person pulling the other end was——
Zhou Lianqiao.
Zhou Lianqiao looked over in astonishment and saw that his eyes were cold and focused, and his expression was not very good.
Leng Ruo didn't let go and looked at the male and female disciples of Changji Sect next to Zhou Lianqiao. Are they here to play in Fangshi?
Neither of them spoke. If you don't let me, I won't let you.
Hu Qing noticed that the first thing he looked at was a chain that tied around his waist. It was made of white metal and inlaid with fine light-colored gemstones. It was very beautiful.
But she doesn't catch a cold, so it must have been used by others, and she is not very accepting of personal items that others have used. Anyone who grew up wearing other people's old clothes as a child has this problem.
So Hu Qing said: "Ruo Ruo, we don't want it, my aunt will buy you something better-looking."
In an instant, Leng Ruo let go of his hand, turned around and smiled sweetly: "Okay, Auntie."
