Qin Chen walked into the courtyard.

Flame Lingji walked over with a charming smile, her jade finger pointed to the weapons carved from snow all over the courtyard, as if she wanted to ask Qin Chen for credit, and said with a smile: "Your Highness, how is this courtyard arranged?"

Qin Chen stepped forward, gently patted the snowflakes on the shoulders of the Flame Spirit Ji's cloak, and said with satisfaction: "You still understand my mind, not bad." ”

Flame Spirit Ji smiled: "That's natural, the slave is specifically responsible for serving His Highness, of course, you have to understand a little bit of His Highness's thoughts." ”

As she spoke, Flame Spirit Ji's hands had quietly wrapped around Qin Chen's arms, rubbing Qin Chen with her soft parts, like a docile cat.

That soft appearance is really a little irresistible.

"You're a little clever ghost. ”

Qin Chen gently pushed away the flame spirit Ji, walked to the weapons carved with snow, and nodded with satisfaction, the sword rivers and lakes seem to be much more interesting than the wind and snow, and the happiness of men is sometimes quite simple.

Flame Spirit Ji walked over and said with some resentment: "Your Highness, I've been busy for a long time, don't you plan to reward the slave and maid?"

Qin Chen said, "What do you want?"

Flame Spirit Ji said: "Of course, it is His Highness who says. ”

Qin Chen said: "It's rare to have a heavy snow day, then I'll reward you with a hot pot and go!"

In winter, a hot pot is of course the most comfortable.

After speaking, Qin Chen had already walked out of the courtyard against the wind and snow.

Flame Spirit Ji smiled and followed, even though she had a cloak to cover her delicate body, but between walking, the curvature that occasionally stood out was still fascinating.

Goose feathers and heavy snow, pouring down, heaven and earth are plain, even the magnificent Chu Kingdom Kyoto, has been weakened by the power of heaven and earth, which seems to be telling the world that in front of heaven and earth, people must also learn to bow their heads!

Kyoto is Kyoto after all, and even when the snow is falling like this, the streets are still filled with pedestrians and the shouts of the street vendors.

In the dead of winter, the small stalls on the street are naturally the best business for selling sweet potatoes.

It seems to be the cheapest food, but in fact it is an indispensable delicacy in the world, that is, those wealthy nobles who eat the delicacies of the mountains and seas every day, every winter, they can't help but taste the roasted sweet potatoes on the street, although these wealthy nobles look down on such street vendors the most, but it is really fragrant.

Therefore, in this season, the vendors who roast sweet potatoes will make a small profit.

It's not much, but it's enough to feed your family, and that's enough.

Practitioners have the path that practitioners are looking for.

Ordinary people have the life that ordinary people want to live.

The world of China has been like this for eternity.

In front of cultivators, ordinary people are like ants, but it is this ant-like existence that has built this Divine Prefecture full of fireworks!

In fact, in essence, the human race on Shenzhou was born as a human being, an ordinary person, but after there is a difference in whether or not they can cultivate, there is also a difference between people.

Cultivators have unimaginable means for ordinary people, those who are powerful in cultivation, can watch mountains and rivers, and can turn things upside down, so people like cultivators have become superiors, ordinary people who can't practice, in the eyes of cultivators, naturally become uninspiring existences, that is, ants!

This distinction can never be erased, even among ordinary people.

If you have money, you will be an uncle, and if you don't have money, you will become an ant in the eyes of the rich!

Where there are people, there will be three, six, nine and so on!

In short, as long as you don't reach the height of the gods, you will always be an ant in the eyes of some people!

So, what is the purpose of practicing hard?

Actually, there is a very simple reason.

For those who can see you as ants, one or two less!

Even if you want to be an ant, you have to be the top ant!

If you are born in the world and don't even have this mentality, then you can only be the smallest and smallest ant in your life!

Qin Chen and Flame Lingji walked in the heavy snow, walking in the snow on the streets of Kyoto, the two of them did not hold an umbrella, and there was a coat and hat on the mink fur, which could be worn to shield them from the wind and snow.

"Two sweet potatoes. ”

Qin Chen walked to a small vendor and asked for two sweet potatoes, the sweet potato seller was a little girl in thin clothes, not very old.

At such an age, in this kind of winter wind and snow, I should have sat around the fire with my family at home and enjoyed the warmth of home.

However, this little girl is selling sweet potatoes here at the moment!

In this world, there are always more unfortunate things than lucky things.

Otherwise, people often say that nine times out of ten, life is not satisfactory.

And the tithes and twelve?

It's not that a pitiful blessing.

There was business at the door, the little girl was very happy, and the frostbitten little hand hurriedly handed over two sweet potatoes.

Qin Chen took the sweet potatoes and paid for two sweet potatoes.

Not a little more, not a little less.

It's the money of two sweet potatoes.

A few vendors on the side, men and women, old and young, saw that Qin Chen bought sweet potatoes and paid for them, but they all pouted, and there was some disdain in their eyes, they really only paid for two sweet potatoes!

Look, look, isn't this human?

It's a matter of getting what you pay for, but in fact you pay like that, which is despised?

They all seem to think that rich people must spend a lot of money to buy sweet potatoes?

Is this a matter of course?

This is the case with the hearts of the people of the world.

However, the little girl took the money from the sale of two sweet potatoes, but she was very happy, in the little girl's heart, a sweet potato should be sold for as much as she wanted, so she made money.

Look at the little girl's childlike joy.

Qin Chen nibbled on sweet potatoes and left the stall in a good mood.

Flame Lingji paused, her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, others may not have noticed, but they couldn't escape her eyes, at the moment when the little girl showed an innocent smile, the little girl's sleeve had an extra silver ticket that could buy the entire street.

Therefore, Flame Lingji also smiled, eating the piping hot sweet potato in her hand, she quickly followed Qin Chen.

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Bamboo Xuan.

The sound of flying snow is the most elegant in the bamboo forest.

Bamboo Xuan also got its name, in the winter snowy season, you can eat a hot pot in this bamboo forest surrounded by bamboo Xuan, it is definitely a great enjoyment of life.

Cultivators are human beings, not gods, and they cannot do it without eating the fireworks of the world.

Food and color, human nature.

As soon as winter comes, the business here can be described as bursting, it is difficult to find, and those who can eat a hot pot here are definitely the wealthy nobles in Kyoto, otherwise you are afraid that you will not even have the qualifications to enter the gate of Zhuxuan.

Qin Chen took Flame Spirit Ji to Zhuxuan.

Qin Chen said with a smile: "The sweet potato just now is just an appetizer, and this is the main event." ”

After speaking, Qin Chen and Flame Spirit Ji walked in.

Knowing that it was the arrival of the prince of Zhenbei, the shopkeeper of Zhuxuan came to greet him in person.

Qin Chen said: "The shopkeeper, but there is still a seat?"

"There's... Yes, His Royal Highness the Prince has arrived, and of course there is a seat. ”

The shopkeeper hurriedly replied, in fact, there is a fart seat, business is booming, and those children of the family have come over. But since this little ancestor is here, there is no seat, and he has to give up a seat.

Soon, the shopkeeper arranged a private seat, and naturally said that several noble children would give up their seats, which was of course very unpleasant, especially this kind of noble children.

Eat well, give up your seat?

Isn't that a slap in the face?

At that time, a noble child was furious and said: "The shopkeeper, even if he wants to give up his seat, why do you want us to give up? There are so many elegant seats here, do you look down on us? I want to see which dog has such a big face, and insists that the shopkeeper forces us to give up a few seats?"

The shopkeeper is also a good person, he is waiting for this sentence, otherwise he is really not good to say directly, after all, it is easy to offend people, he is a businessman, and he has to be exquisite in all directions to roll in the source of wealth, and this is obviously the time to say the point.

The shopkeeper said that he was the prince of Zhenbei.

Then, the aristocratic kid who had just scolded angrily suddenly wilted, knowing that he had lost his words, and he didn't dare to stay longer, so he hurriedly slipped away with a few companions.

The shopkeeper led Qin Chen and Flame Spirit Ji to this elegant seat.

Bamboo tables, bamboo chairs, bamboo windows.

On the bamboo table, the hot pot is boiling, and the table is full of delicacies.

Outside the bamboo window, there is bamboo, you can enjoy the flying snow, and you can hear the sound of flying snow knocking bamboo.

Qin Chen and Flame Spirit Ji sat opposite each other.

However, as soon as the two of them sat down, there was a discordant sneer from the next seat:

"Yo, I said who is such a big seat-occupying battle, dare to be our first gentleman in Kyoto, the prince of Zhenbei, is here!"