Zhao Lingxi, who had recovered, held a bowl of soup and asked curiously: "Qin Yang, what kind of soup is this? It's quite delicious!"
"Oh, snake soup."
"puff--"
Zhao Lingxi was so frightened that she spat it out and then coughed violently.
"You, why didn't you tell me earlier!"
Her pretty face was pale and her eyes were full of fear. Looking at the pale white soup, she no longer had any appetite. She only felt nauseous and her stomach was churning and she wanted to vomit.
Qin Yang said seriously: "This is a big tonic soup, you will never get it in the city."
Zhao Lingxi almost cried out of fear: "I, I don't want to drink! I'm most afraid of snakes!"
Qin Yang drank a large bowl directly, then smacked his lips after recollection, and said regretfully: "You don't know how to enjoy it."
He went to pick the long-soul grass last night, and sure enough, the big python went crazy and attacked him, and he beat it to death in a fit of anger.
Then he chopped it into several pieces and distributed them to uncles and aunts in the village.
Zhao Lingxi's face turned green. He walked aside and poured a glass of water and drank it to calm down a little.
"I'll go to the village to find a chicken for you. Just wait for me here."
Before Zhao Lingxi could say anything, Qin Yang had disappeared. A moment later, he came back holding an old hen that was struggling weakly.
Three or four hours later, Zhao Lingxi drank delicious old hen chicken soup.
"Hey, your chicken soup is delicious!"
"That is, the chickens in our village are the most authentic local chickens. People outside can't buy them no matter how much money they spend."
Zhao Lingxi smiled sweetly, and then asked: "Didn't you say you have a master? Where is his old man?"
Qin Yang said: "I went out. I came back a few days ago, left me a letter, and then left again."
Zhao Lingxi was a little disappointed. She actually wanted to meet Qin Yang's master. After all, that would be considered meeting the parents, right?
Thinking of this, her face instantly turned red and she shyly lowered her head to drink the chicken soup.
More than an hour later, Qin Yang took Zhao Lingxi to the nearby plains and called a transport plane back to Yunyang City.
In the Ten Thousand Medicine Hall.
Zhao Zhongyang is playing Go with Luo Wenhou, but Zhao Zhongyang's chess skills are indeed not very good, and Luo Wenhou is almost playing guide chess with him.
But it was just a matter of passing the time, so the two of them didn't care about that.
"grandfather!"
Zhao Lingxi's voice sounded, and Zhao Zhongyang, who was thinking about his next move, suddenly raised his head and said happily: "Girl, are you okay?"
"Well!" Zhao Lingxi suddenly stopped the car and bowed to Marquis Luo Wen: "Mr. Luo, thank you for saving my life!"
Marquis Luo Wen smiled kindly and said, "Little girl, you don't have to be polite to me. After all, Qin Yang also saved my life. This little thing is much insignificant compared to Qin Yang saving my life."
Zhao Zhongyang looked at Qin Yang: "Hey, why are you turning off your phone? No one answered my call, I'm so worried!"
Qin Yang said helplessly: "Something happened. The phone was damaged by something invisible."
He was talking about the python that he made into soup.
"I'm relieved that Lingxi is fine!"
Zhao Zhongyang smiled happily, and immediately stood up and said: "By the way, Mr. Luo has something to say to you alone, you can chat!"