It's not a surprise to say that it's an accident.

No one will have a past, who knows if the god is a poor young man from a mortal family before entering the immortal gate.

It is said that the children of poor families are in charge of the house early, not to mention such trivial things as washing vegetables and cooking, even those who work in the fields and go to the mountains to hunt.

However, Qingchen felt that it was not appropriate to speak out at this time.

She didn't go to the bottom of it, so Jun Yi could continue.

Jun Yi may have guessed that Qingchen imagined his past very bitterly, but in fact there was none.

His family background is not well-off, and his family doesn't care much about him, he has learned to earn money to support himself since he was a child, he is lazy, smart, and has many ideas. But whatever work can be done for people to do, they will never do it themselves.

is outstanding, and in the eyes of his family, he can't get a sincere greeting.

It wasn't until he was a teenager that his family left him and his younger brother behind, and after a few years, his temperament changed greatly.

He would do all of this because of the penance. From nothing, to everything.

Still, even if he could, he still didn't want to do it.

"I learned these things during my penance, when I didn't have a valley and no one else around me, so I would starve to death if I didn't eat, and I would gradually learn everything. ”

"When I learned this, I was very resistant, I was lazy since I was a child, and my fingers did not touch the spring water. But in order to get out of that mountain alive, I endured even digging out the internal organs of animals with my hands. ”

"I asked you to cook, first, to get to know you, and secondly, to know if you would starve to death in special circumstances. ”

Hearing this, Qingchen sneered, "Then do you think I will starve to death?"

"It's hard to say. ”

"How so?"

"The fairy realm is suspended above the human realm, under the firmament. The mountains of each immortal gate are shoulder to shoulder with the top of the clouds. The fairy world as a whole is like a big cliff, you can only go up but not down, the fairy garden was founded by the ancient gods, and its location is even more sinister. You know how to cook, but how can you cook for you in that environment?"

Jun Yi pointed in the direction of the stove.

Qingchen took advantage of the situation and looked over, and the pot was steaming. She looked at the hot air, and suddenly looked back at Jun Yi.

Wait! Wait, he said that you can't cook in that place?

But what animals can eat in the fairy garden?

“...... How many days does the Immortal Garden Trial last?"

"There's no such thing as a few days, when you win and when you come out. ”

It was Feng Wuwei who answered, he had been hiding in the door for a while, and he felt that there was no risk in coming in at the moment.

Qingchen took the wild pepper he handed over, depressed.

A pit in a pit, a pit in a plan.

It's no wonder that the fairy world has not been able to produce a Qingxiu for hundreds of years, and the rules of such a rule are up to them.

The aroma of rice in the pot was overflowing, Feng Wuwei sniffed his nose and said, "It's so fragrant!"

Qingchen hurriedly got up and went to the stove to chop vegetables and put them on a plate.

Jun Yi raised his eyes to look at Feng Wuwei.

When Feng Wuwei raised his hand to cover his face, he listened to Jun Yi tell him, "Wash." ”

Yes?

Feng Wuwei's eyes fell, and he saw that all the dishes he had selected on the table were in front of him. He grinned, "Well said." Sister, make a spicy dish. ”

Within three moments, a few home-cooked side dishes were ready, especially one of the plates of scrambled eggs with wild peppers.

Qingchen likes to eat eggs, Jun Yi likes this dish, considering that there is one more Feng Wuwei, so she made a very large portion.

The three of them are not people who pay attention to hypocrisy, and they eat when they take their rice bowls and bury their heads.

It's a loss that Qingchen has scooped up some more rice, otherwise it would not be enough to eat. Looking at him, he ate an amazing amount of food.

Qingchen glanced at Jun Yi, and didn't know if he was full, "Do you want to drink some soup from the fairy flowers?"

Before the words fell, there was a bang, and Feng Wuwei's soup bowl was placed in Qingchen's hand.

Qingchen shrugged helplessly, handed over the soup for him, and said, "Sanzun eat slowly, it's not a delicacy, you can come at any time if you want to eat." ”

He wanted to come to eat, but he was afraid that his senior brother would not agree.

The taste of Qingchen's cooking can only be regarded as homely, and the food he eats so fragrant is all due to today's atmosphere.

It's rare that the senior brother didn't show him his face.

Feng Wuwei picked up the soup, and after snoring and drinking, he burped comfortably.

"I ate this meal today, and I don't know when the next meal will be. Feng Wuwei looked at Qingchen and said, "The trial of Xianyuan is about to begin, and the little junior sister must prepare in advance." I won't eat this meal for you, na, this is for you. ”

Qingchen looked at the small bag in his hand, and said in his heart that she already had a good bag. was about to refuse, but saw Jun Yi nodded.

"Then Qingchen thanks the three respects. ”

Feng Wuwei laughed, "You're welcome, remember what you said, I can come to eat at any time." ”

"As long as I'm here, no problem. ”

"That's fine, then I'll go back first. ”

"The three of them walked slowly. ”

After Feng Wuwei left, Qingchen raised the small cloth bag in his hand, "Fairy Flower, what's in here?"

"Wind relief pills. ”

"Wind relief pills? ”

"The Wind Relief Pill is a private elixir of Wuwei, and someone in the fairy spirit world once offered ten thousand purple spirit stones for one pill, but he didn't agree. ”

"Is this wind relief pill a miracle?"

"It takes a hundred years to get one pill, and it can only be used to save your life, remember!"

"Oh, I remember. ”

Such a valuable thing has to be hidden in the Qiankun bag.

Qingchen thought about it, so she opened the Qiankun bag and put the wind relief pill in it, and when she took it back, her heart moved.

It can be loaded inside.

Since the Qiankun bag can hold so many things without being cumbersome, is it possible to put pots and pans in it?

Qingchen had the idea of giving it a try, and said to Jun Yi, "Immortal Flower, can the Qiankun Bag store anything other than the pill spirit stone?"

"What do you want to put in it?" Jun Yi's intuition will not be a book such as a mantra magic circle.

"You just said that there is nothing I can eat in the fairy garden, so can I bring some pots and pans and dry food that won't spoil for backup?"

Sure enough, it was as he thought.

Jun Yi chuckled helplessly and said, "Do you know what this Qiankun bag is?"

"Treasures. However, treasures can only reflect their value when they are used. ”

Qingchen was born in the market, and out of the market, the idea of practice is closer to the market. For her, what can be used is a treasure, and what is not used is waste.

"Now that you've decided, it's okay. It's just that these utensils don't seem to fit......"

Qingchen followed his line of sight and looked at the stove, those were all purchased by the disciples, and it was not suitable for her.

"Bowls and chopsticks are easy to say, and bamboo bowls and chopsticks are durable. As for dry food, I also need to stock up on some of the things I like to eat. As for the spatula......"

Qingchen thought about it, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and he smiled at Jun Yi and couldn't see his eyes.

This expression was begged of him.

Jun Yi pretended not to know and asked, "How is the spatula?"

"Fairy Flower, you see that this pot is so big, and I am so small, it is not convenient for me to use it at all. Otherwise, let's go down the mountain and have a pot made for me, shall we?"

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