"Also, my points this time will also be added to my appearance!"
Gu Qingcheng did not forget about business and gave Huoshui a warning.
"Okay! No problem!"
Huoshui responded cheerfully and then performed the operation.
Whoosh!
The data of the personal panel has been updated——
Executor: Gu Qing (Gu Qingcheng)
Appearance: 51 points.
IQ: 96 points.
Character: 57 points.
Physical value: 75 points.
Grid Space: Blessing(1).
"Huh?"
Gu Qingcheng raised her eyebrows. She discovered that there was an extra "grid space" on her personal panel.
This should be a virtual space.
Used to store prizes issued by the system.
For example, if she exchanges her "blessing" for a certain product and she doesn't need it temporarily, she can temporarily store the product in the grid space.
Thinking of this, Gu Qingcheng suddenly became interested, "I want to exchange my 'blessing' for goods."
Huoshui seemed to like Gu Qingcheng's "consumption" very much, and immediately transformed into an e-commerce customer service: "Dear, what do you want to redeem?"
"Well!"
Gu Qingcheng pondered for a moment, and the figure of Gu Lanyin flashed in her mind.
The moment you leave the world of the novel, the emotions about this world, as well as some knowledge and technology that are beyond the times, will be instantly erased.
However, some less important knowledge and pictures will not be eliminated.
Therefore, Gu Qingcheng remembered Gu Lanyin, but there was no such feeling between relatives.
It felt like a character she saw when reading a storybook.
And Gu Lanyin's greatest specialty is her natural supernatural power.
Hercules!
Weird girl!
...somewhat interesting!
Gu Qingcheng thought of Gu Lanyin, and her heart seemed to be touched, so she said, "Just exchange it for Dali Pill!"
"Okay! Redemption successful!"
"Dear, the goods have been delivered to your exclusive grid space."
The service attitude of Huoshui is definitely five stars.
Gu Qingcheng didn't pay much attention.
She looked at her personal panel again and found that behind the item "Grid Space", it had changed to: Dali Pill (1).
Gu Qingcheng reached out and touched it, and her fingers passed through the transparent light curtain without any obstruction.
Gu Qingcheng's mind moved.
Without warning, a black pill the size of a finger appeared in her hand.
Gu Qingcheng reached out and pressed it. It felt like an ordinary pill.
He took it to his nose, sniffed slightly, and a strange medicinal fragrance instantly poured into his nasal cavity.
Gu Qingcheng knew that the system was magical, but this situation of turning virtual pills into real objects still made her a little surprised.
After playing with it for a while, Gu Qingcheng used his mind to put the pill back into the grid space.
The oxcart was still shaking, but with the spring shock absorbers and the wooden wheels rolling over the hard dirt road, it wasn't too bumpy.
Gu Qingcheng looked at the sky and saw that it was still early, so he ordered someone to take out a medical book from the Gu family's library.
In the previous world, Gu Qingcheng extracted the traditional Chinese medicine skills of that fictional dynasty.
That fictional time and space, according to the author's setting, is hundreds of years later than Gu Qingcheng's era.
Medical skills have also developed to a certain extent.
However, there are still some prescriptions that have been lost in the long river of history because of the doctor's idea of "taking care of yourself".
As a prominent family for hundreds of years, the Gu family has an extremely rich family background and a large collection of books.
In addition to classics such as Jingshi Ziji, there are also some miscellaneous notes, travel notes and other casual books.
There are also medical ones.
Gu Qingcheng sat up, put a bag behind her, and began to read medical books.
In the small compartment of the oxcart, Lu Qi was cooking tea soup around a small red clay stove.
Tea soup in this era focused on the word "soup".
Grind the tea leaves into powder and use a special small brush to create a fine foam.
Add various seasonings, such as onions, ginger, and nutmeg, and some also add meat oil, etc.
It's sticky and has a very strong taste.
It is definitely not the same concept as the clear tea of later generations.
"Hey, Jiaowei, have you noticed? I think our third wife seems to have become more beautiful!"
While Lu Qi was lathering with a small brush, she lowered her voice and gossiped with the little maid next to her.
"...The skin seems to be whiter! And the hair, the new growth looks much darker!"
Jiao Wei nodded vigorously, she also noticed it.
Since the Gu family was confiscated and exiled, Sanniang has become more calm.
Along with that, the appearance has become better.
"Let me just say, the eldest princess and the husband are both beauties, and the little girl and the husband are also beautiful and graceful people. There is no reason for our three mothers to--"
"In the past, it must have been because she was young and hadn't opened her eyes yet. Now that she's grown up, she's getting prettier!"
The two maids, Lu Qi and Jiao Wei, had their heads next to each other and were talking quietly.
They are all Gu Qingcheng's personal maids. Although they are young, they will always serve him.
When they first came to work, they were surprised and sorry to see such a young master with sparse, yellow hair and slightly dark skin.
Alas, Sanniang is good at everything. She is smart and kind. She is only a six-year-old girl who is very diligent in reading and practicing calligraphy.
Sanniang is also very generous in her treatment of slaves like them.
If she looked better, even if she didn't have to be too beautiful, she would still be better than now.
Seeing that Sanniang had to study hard at a young age and try her best to make up for her shortcomings with knowledge, Lu Qi and other maids could not help but feel sad and distressed.
Now that she is away from Jiankang, although she has to endure the ups and downs of exile, Sanniang seems to have become more beautiful.
This is a great surprise!
Gu Qingcheng was unaware of the chat between the two maids. She read the medical book with great interest.
Not long after, the partition of the bullock cart was knocked on.
"come in!"
Gu Qingcheng said softly without raising her head.
"yes!"
Lu Qi agreed, bowed her body, and walked over carefully carrying the black lacquered mother-of-pearl tea tray.
"Sanniang, have some tea soup!"
Lu Qi handed the small red lacquer tea cup to Gu Qingcheng's hand.
Gu Qingcheng: ...This taste is so strong!
In the mission world that just ended, Gu Qingcheng drank tea for decades.
Suddenly I smelled the familiar tea soup and felt a little uncomfortable.
However, she is a native of this world.
After a brief period of discomfort, she still picked up the tea cup.
After taking a sip, the bitterness of the tea, the spiciness of the green onions, the pungency of the ginger, and the fishy smell of the mutton oil spread in my mouth, making me feel an inexplicable nostalgia.
This is the taste!
Gu Qingcheng took a few more sips and looked at the sky outside, "It's almost noon. It's time to find a place to settle down and bury the pot to cook!"
There is no need to do tasks, and there is no need to limit yourself for the so-called personality.
In reality, Gu Qingcheng has lived for two lifetimes, holds a high position, is the only one who dominates, and is strong in his bones.
After leaving Beijing this time, my grandfather Gu Heng looked free and easy, as if he didn't care about being exiled.
But his self-esteem and pride were still greatly impacted——
He was defeated by that thief Chen Jing and was driven out of Jiankang.
His son, daughter-in-law, and grandchildren fled to the Northern Dynasty in a hurry.
And he, an old man, has to take his young granddaughter all the way to Lingnan.
Gu Heng's spirit was a little sluggish, and he always had a "frustrated" feeling.
Throughout the Gu family, Gu Qingcheng, who was only six years old, was in charge.
From preparing supplies, to rebuilding oxcarts, to subduing the rangers... Gu Qingcheng did a very good job.
Seeing that his granddaughter was so capable, Gu Heng was relieved to become a hands-off shopkeeper.
Let Gu Qingcheng continue to perform, while he sat in the bullock cart "cold and sad":
Going to Lingnan now, the future is uncertain.
Living in the open air, wandering all the way——
Uh, okay!
Gu Heng raised his eyes to look at the spacious and comfortable ox cart, then raised his hand to pick up a piece of brightly colored dried meat from the cleverly designed small table.
There are bookshelves around it and a hidden pocket behind it.
If he wants to sit down and read, he can sit down, and if he wants to lean down and think, he can lean comfortably.
There is also a small compartment in the carriage, which contains a small red clay stove, charcoal fire, tea, mountain spring water and other items.
The old servant who had served Gu Heng for decades was guarding the small cubicle.
Watching the fire and making tea.
The master and the servant do not disturb each other. When necessary, they only need to knock on the door.
The best thing is that the carriage is extremely well-protected from rain.
When it rains, the driver can put up the rain shelter.
Not only will there be no rain in the carriage, but the driver and the cows will also not get wet.
It was drizzling outside, and Gu Heng was sitting peacefully in the bullock cart, eating hot tea and enjoying the rainy scenery, feeling comfortable and comfortable.
Days like this really have nothing to do with exile or anything like that.
"Aqing is a capable and good boy, but it's a pity——"
Chewing the meat slowly, the sweetness of honey combined with the chewy lean meat makes it taste really good.
Gu Heng closed his eyes comfortably.
While he was enjoying himself leisurely, the bullock cart stopped.
"What's wrong? But what are Sanniang's plans?"
Gu Heng didn't even open his eyes, he just raised his voice and asked.
"Replying to Sir, it's almost noon, it's time to eat!"
The driver driving the carriage whispered back.
"good!"
Gu Heng nodded.
His bullock cart lacked nothing.
Just eat some dried meat, dried meat, and drink two bowls of tea soup, and Gu Heng won't feel hungry anymore.
However, it’s time to eat when it’s time to eat.
I'm not hungry. Zheng Mo's Thousand Niu Guards, Gu family's Bu Qu, and those rangers must have been hungry after traveling for a long time.
Gu Heng didn't get out of the car and stayed in the oxcart.
Gu Qingcheng inspected the temporary camp and then came to visit his grandfather.
"Qing, I have sent someone to deliver the salt recipe to your father."
When the grandfather and grandson met, Gu Heng began to talk serious things to Gu Qingcheng.
"You came up with this recipe. I'm the one who made the decision. I'll give you a share of the credit!"
"Whether your father donates it to you or gives it to your disciples for business, you will have a share of the profits!"
Gu Heng is not shameless and greedy for his little granddaughter's things.
But in this era, let's talk about a six-year-old girl, even a man who has started a family is not allowed to have "private wealth" without dividing the family.
Gu Qingcheng nodded. She was born and raised in ancient times, so she naturally knew the importance of family.
She only made one more request...
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