Mo Qiqi accepted the task without hesitation, anyway, he had to collect materials and money, and there must be a reward for the task, so he didn't take it for nothing. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

[Players accept the task: accumulate capital for survival!Players who don't want to starve to death or freeze to death, please work hard!]

[Objective: Collect enough supplies or money to survive the winter (silver taels*10)]

【Quest Reward: Survival Pack*1】

Mo Qiqi looked at the task, and chose to collect money and materials, she couldn't grab others, even if she grabbed it, she couldn't take it, and it was not good to use the space in front of people at will, but although I don't know what the purchase ratio here is, but ten taels of silver, presumably not a small amount, you need to plan carefully.

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There is a small river brought in from the moat in the northwest of the city, and the water from that river is used for washing and drinking by the victims in the north of the city.

Mo Qiqi carefully squatted by the river, picking up all the grass clippings on his clothes and hair according to the river water.

Then she spread her hair and straightened it out with her hands, and she didn't know how long it had been since she had washed her hair, and her hair was very knotted, and she had no comb, so it took her a lot of effort to straighten it out, and then she tied two braids for herself, one left and one right, and then bunned them into a bun, and tied them with a finger-wide strip of cloth cut from the sleeve.

Then I took the piece of sleeve that had grown out of the sleeve and dipped it in the water.

It was already the middle of October, and she only had a robe and a set of dirty pants on her body, and she couldn't resist the cold, and the water in the river was even more bitterly cold, and every time she washed the water, she had to show great courage, and she had not been sick for a long time, which was also a miracle.

It took a lot of effort to wash all the exposed skin, and this body didn't know how long it had been since it had been a bath. What's more, since she crossed over, all day long in the ashes and dirt, rolling on the grass during the day and rolling on the mud at night, the color of the clothes is no longer visible.

Then wrung the half of the sleeves dry, patted the dust on the hair and clothes finely, and then pulled the placket neatly, tied the belt neatly, cut off the sleeves that were still slightly long, and the hem did not need to be tidied up.

After picking it up like this, although she is still thin and yellow, and she has not become Yuxue cute, she looks much neater and cleaner, and she is no longer the kind of dirty child that people want to avoid at a glance.

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Qiongzhou City, Zheng Street, Diancuifang.

One or two golden silk nanmu carriages drove slowly, and the coachman stopped the carriage neatly and set up a small stool.

Before you see a human figure, you hear it.

"Miss, the slave maid heard that the new style of Diancuifang this time is made of imitation of the magic weapons worn by the fairies of Peach Blossom Valley, if Miss brings it, she will definitely compete against those fairies, and this Leng Mei will definitely compare them all!" The little maid's voice sounded crisp and pleasant.

"Que'er, don't talk nonsense, where can I compare to my sister. ”

A gentle and humble rebuke came. Like a valley lily, revealing a little weakness, people can't help but want to pity.

"No, the slave is telling the truth!" As soon as the voice fell, a delicate hand closed the door, and with one hand, the curtain was opened, and a slender figure stepped on the stool and got out of the carriage, and then stood beside the stool, raised his arm, and helped another woman get out of the car.

The woman wore a white embroidered red plum with wide sleeves and a red coat with white raccoon fur on a red background. With a white veil, a pair of watery eyes are crystal moving.

With a change of expression, he poked the maid's forehead with his fingers: "You, you have a sweet mouth, and you will say something nice and obedient to coax me!"

That being said, the look in his eyes was confident.

The maid covered her forehead and said coquettishly: "The sky is above, what the slave said is true." ”

The master and servant and his party talked and laughed and entered the Cuifang.

Half an hour later.

The master and servant were personally sent out by the shopkeeper of Diancuifang.

The coachman set up a small stool, and the maid stood aside, ready to help the young lady into the car.

"Sister Fairy Qiongyu. ”

The child's crisp voice came.

Everyone looked over to see a two- or three-year-old girl standing on the side, with two buns and a gray-brown gown, perhaps a little large, with her sleeves rolled up.

The appearance of a child from a poor family.

Fortunately, the clothes and hair are neat, and the face is clean, not like the children walking around the street, with a black and gray snot on the face, and the sloppy and sloppy are annoying.

Recently, there have been many refugees in the city of Qiongzhou, and the streets are full of begging, which affects the vision very much, this child is not like that, shrunk and arched his back, timidly shrinking, his small body is straight, his eyes are clear and not cowardly, and he looked at everyone and pinned his hands to one side, and made a squatting salute.

The little maid didn't follow, and raised her eyebrows and shouted: "Where did this little ...... come from?"

The young lady raised her hand and made the half of the maid's unspoken sentence.

The girl didn't seem to see it, she stepped forward and looked at the young lady for a long time, and said seriously: "Not long after saying goodbye, Sister Qiongyu became so beautiful, Qiqi almost didn't recognize it." ”

There is no woman who does not love others and truly praises herself for her beauty.

The young lady said in a soothing tone and with a gentle expression: "I'm not your sister Qiongyu, which child are you, but you got lost with your parents?"

The girl took a half step back and said in surprise: "Isn't it Sister Qiongyu, but last time I said goodbye, Sister Qiongyu brought this phoenix hairpin." ”

He lowered his head again, and said as if talking to himself: "Are there still two magic weapons that are exactly the same, maybe I really admit my mistake? That's right, the last time I saw Fairy Qiongyu, I wasn't so beautiful." ”

The girl sighed faintly, and said sadly like an adult: "It's not Fairy Qiongyu, how can this be good." ”

immediately reacted and said to the young lady: "But I admitted my mistake, Miss Wanwang should not be angry." ”

After speaking, he put his hands into fists and apologized.

The two or three-year-old boy, although he was dressed plainly, was neither humble nor arrogant, and his speech was so smooth that people were surprised, and when she mentioned the magic weapon and the fairy, there was a fairy who looked very similar to herself? The young lady was a little curious.

"It's okay, but I don't know where the fairy sister in your mouth is, does it look very similar to me?"

"Hmm......" The girl hesitated for a moment and replied: "Half a year ago, my father and I saw Qiongyu Fairy once in Peach Blossom Valley, but only said a few words, Qiongyu Fairy flew away with a magic device, maybe I was too young to remember, I remembered wrong, I saw that the young lady with this wind fairy hairpin was regarded as the Qiongyu fairy, but the young lady is much more beautiful than the Qiongyu fairy." ”