Chapter 83 Let’s talk about the snacks
Seeing Qin Ziling stride away without saying anything, Xiao Qing thought of what he said before he left, and a smile unconsciously appeared in his eyes.
"I never thought that Mr. Qin, who looks like a rough man, is not only a talented and elegant man, but also a very interesting person. He drinks wine, makes some side dishes, and talks a lot of nonsense, saying that what we want is the thoughtfulness and artistic conception. I wonder what kind of wild animals he will bring later?" Xia Yan chuckled.
"Yes, Brother Qin is indeed very different from other men. It's a pity that I met him too late." Upon hearing this, Xiao Qing couldn't help but think of the poem Qin Ziling had just written, and sighed softly.
"The more snow and wind blow, the more majestic it becomes. Flowers have the strongest integrity. They should wither away when their time has expired, and it is shameful to beg for mercy from the God of Spring." Xia Yan heard this and recited softly, then sighed, "In this world, the one who understands Miss the best is none other than Mr. Qin. How can anyone else understand Miss?"
Xiao Qing did not answer, but just stared at the plum tree in the courtyard that had not yet bloomed in a trance.
It is hard to find a true friend in life, but what if you find one?
We meet today, and I’m afraid we may never meet again in the future!
This gaze lasted for almost an hour, until Qin Ziling hurried in carrying a sack on his back. Xiao Qing was suddenly awakened. Her beautiful eyes stared curiously at the sack on Qin Ziling's back. Her straight nose twitched slightly as she smelled a strong smell of blood.
"Brother Qin, did you go back specifically just to get a muntjac?" Xiao Qing's curious look turned into a helpless laugh.
By the smell, she could identify what kind of wild animal was in Qin Ziling's sack.
"That's right. Just for a muntjac, the young lady waited for you here for an hour. Mr. Qin, you are really joking!" Xia Yan pouted in disappointment.
Because of the poem, Xia Yan had high expectations for the wild animal Qin Ziling mentioned, but it turned out to be just a muntjac.
"Hehe!" Qin Ziling smiled mysteriously, put down the sack, and then took out a muntjac from it.
Qin Ziling had originally kept this muntjac to provide nourishment for his mother and Yin Ranyue, but now he was using it temporarily to conceal the scent of the young python.
Seeing that it was indeed a muntjac, and Qin Ziling still had a mysterious and proud look on his face, Xiao Qing and Xia Yan couldn't help but roll their eyes at him in annoyance.
Qin Ziling, however, seemed not to notice the two men's cold stares, and instead reached out his hands to pull open the muntjac's belly.
When the deer's belly was opened, Xiao Qing and Xia Yan's eyes widened. Xia Yan couldn't help but pointed at the young green python coiled in the deer's abdomen with trembling fingers, and said with trembling lips: "Miss, this, this is the eight..."
Before Xia Yan could finish her next words, Xiao Qing suddenly woke up, covered her mouth with his hand, and then glanced around with sharp and vigilant eyes.
Seeing that there was nothing going on around him, he said to Xia Yan in a hoarse voice, "Go tell Shopkeeper Zhu that we're closed for today and ask all the employees to go back, and he should go back too. And you have to guard the passage and don't let anyone in."
Xia Yan had gradually calmed down by then, and nodded seriously when she heard this: "Yes!"
After saying that, Xia Yan turned around and left quickly.
"Is there anything particular about eating this? If not, I'll stew it for you to go with wine." Qin Ziling said to Xiao Qing.
But Xiao Qing did not answer Qin Ziling. She just stared at him with tears rolling in her eyes.
After a while, Xiao Qing took a deep breath, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, looked at Qin Ziling solemnly, and said word by word: "Brother Qin, from now on, Xiao Qing's life is yours!"
"Don't talk nonsense, it's not that serious!" Qin Ziling was shocked when he heard that.
Although he had some utilitarian motives in giving away the young python, he was not so shameless as to ask Xiao Qing to sacrifice his life in exchange.
"It can only be more serious than this, because without this young python, I will soon be living a life worse than death! So, Brother Qin, I owe..." Xiao Qing said seriously.
"Can we not talk about life and death? It's such a bummer! Let's talk about the appetizers!" Qin Ziling interrupted.
Xiao Qing once again looked straight at Qin Ziling, tears welling up in her eyes again.
After a while, Xiao Qing laughed and said, "Okay, I won't be polite to you, big brother. There is nothing special about eating this young python. You just need to put in some wild ginseng, lotus seeds, wolfberries and other medicinal herbs, and some things to remove the fishy smell and stew it together. Oh, put the whole thing in, and keep the blood, skin and so on."
"No way, you even want the snake skin?" Qin Ziling was a little surprised when he heard that, then he laughed and said, "Fortunately this is a young python. If it was a full-grown Eight Desolate Jade Python, would your teeth be able to bite through its leather armor?"
"Puchi!" Xiao Qing, who was in a good mood, couldn't help laughing again after hearing this. She rolled her beautiful eyes at Qin Ziling and said, "If it's an adult Eight Desolate Jade Python, it will naturally have to take off its leather armor."
"Haha, I thought too much!" Qin Ziling smiled, and then began to prepare to stew the young python.
Xiao Qing also came along to help.
The power cultivated by the Xiao family's "Qinglong Xuanmu Gong" has both water and wood attributes, and is more suitable for women to practice.
Xiao Qing, who practiced the "Qinglong Xuanmu Gong", not only did not lose her figure, but on the contrary, she became very tall and graceful, with long and straight thighs and skin as smooth as fat. Moreover, at the age of 23, Xiao Qing's body has fully grown and she exudes the seductive aura of a mature woman.
Qin Ziling sat in the pavilion, drinking wine and admiring Xiao Qing's graceful back as she squatted on the ground with her butt slightly raised and burning a fire. He felt very happy.
Originally, the job of making the fire was supposed to be done by him as a man, but Xiao Qing refused, and this woman was even more stubborn than Yin Ranyue, so Qin Ziling had no choice but to sit in the pavilion helplessly, drinking wine and watching the beautiful woman making the fire.
The sun is setting.
Qin Ziling was still sitting in the pavilion drinking, but Xiao Qing was no longer making a fire. Instead, she was wearing tight clothes that showed off her attractive curves, and was doing stepping and boxing in the courtyard in front of Qin Ziling. In the middle of winter, mist was rising from her body.
Xiao Qing's footsteps became faster and faster, and his punches became faster and faster, causing the mist around him to churn and surge continuously.
Xiao Qing's aura became stronger and stronger, and the clouds and mist became thicker and thicker.
I don’t know when, the sun was blocked and snowflakes began to fall from the sky.
No one knew when, but Xiao Qing's figure seemed to have completely disappeared, replaced by a dragon shadow dancing in the wind and snow.
The core of the dragon shadow is a graceful figure, and it is her dancing that transforms into the phantom of a green dragon.
