"It is indeed the old fox." Qianxue was secretly shocked. Fortunately, she and Shui Han were friends. Even if they could not be friends, they could never be enemies.
"And the ancestors of the Si family do have some connections." Yi Shuihan glanced at the 'Martial Arts Secret Book' and smiled strangely.
"Does that crumpled thing really have peerless martial arts?" Qianxue asked in surprise. She knew that in this time and space, she really had the ability to pick leaves, hurt people, and fly over walls and walls, but it was a pity that she didn't.
"God knows." Yi Shuihan spread her hands. If it is true, she has simply taken advantage of the host.
A few days later, Yi Shuihan and Qian Xue's workplace was in their newly built house.
The house is at the end of the alley, surrounded by many tall and dense trees. Yi Shuihan even sent people to investigate the details of the surrounding families.
Yi Shuihan also personally inscribed an inscription on the house, with three big characters of "Ruyiyuan" written by three phoenixes and phoenixes.
Seeing this, Qianxue also enthusiastically inscribed the name "Lost Paradise" for her room, and also inscribed different names for other rooms. This was to imitate the Grand View Garden in Dream of Red Mansions, but Qianxue's calligraphy was really not flattering.
When Yi Shuihan saw it, he just smiled: "The writing style is unique and has a unique flavor, so I can't write it."
Qianxue said with no modesty: "Of course, you don't even want to see who wrote it."
The next day, Yi Shuihan also began to teach the master of ceremonies how to make poison. Unfortunately, there were no advanced modern equipment here, not even test tubes, and many high-purity chemicals could not be extracted. Everything had to be simplified.
In fact, she is not a master of poison making, but the average drug addict
"Master, what can't you do?" the master of ceremonies exclaimed, his little master is simply omnipotent.
"No? There are too many, too many to count. Take this and mash it into powder." Yi Shuihan ordered the master of ceremonies unceremoniously.
"Master, I'm sorry you asked me to be the thug." The master of ceremonies seems to want to crush medicine as if it were Yi Shuihan. Is it easy for him to buy medicine, pound medicine, buy vegetables, cook, clean, and run errands?
"You won't even be a thug if you keep talking." Yi Shuihan said harshly.
As soon as the master of ceremonies prepared the medicine, Qianxue came and shouted: "It's noon, I'm hungry, pretty boy, go cook quickly."
The master of ceremonies glared at Qianxue: "Miss, are you a pig?"
"Humph, you are still a duck
"Ah? Why duck?
Qianxue just smiled and said nothing. Sometimes she thought it would be good to use 21st century words to make fun of people. When she scolded others, they would stupidly ask why. Although the other party didn't understand and didn't feel it, she was happy in her heart and made herself feel happy.
The master of ceremonies saw Qianxue smiling gloomily, so he asked Yi Shuihan: "Master, why is it a duck?"
Yi Shuihan said seriously: "Because you are a duck
The host was even more confused. He couldn't figure out what it meant even if he thought about it: "Why?"
Yi Shuihan urged: "Don't ask about this or that. Just go and cook quickly and go out for inspection in the afternoon."
The master of ceremonies had no choice but to go to cook with his head downcast.