Elaborate on the world of mortals

Chapter 165
The name of the village is very simple, it is called Yusang Village. Not only is the place quiet, but it does not even exist in the local government's pictorial materials.

Because it is mainly Kaiyang aquarium, there is no complicated social communication. Now that the situation has been understood, everyone is familiar with it and quickly started to prepare for building a new house.

The foundation boulders are moved, and the large wooden beams are carried and run.

Strictly speaking, the residents here are all monsters, and they all have experience. They know a little about masonry and carpentry. It is really easy to build a house. Even if there are some difficult things, it can be done with a little magic.

In just a few days, a house near the mulberry forest has been built, with a hall, bedroom, kitchen, and a silkworm house specially designed for raising silkworms.

The furniture items were brought back from the market with a bullock cart all the way.

The villagers here are also very easy to get along with, no matter what their real identities are, Zhuo Qing can feel that kindness.

After getting acquainted with this place, Zhuo Qing's sense of restraint became less and less, and she and Yi Shuyuan personally participated in the construction, even if it was only under Hui Mian's blind command.

And Hui Mian is often the one who laughs the loudest.

The house was finally built today.

There was a burst of "cracking" sound, because someone specially took firecrackers to set off.

However, Yi Shuyuan and Zhuo Qing were already busy, and the latter became a little nervous again after many days, because Yi Shuyuan said that he needed to cook a special meal as a thank you gift.

Of course, Zhuo Qing and Hui Mian couldn't be counted on, and Yi Shuyuan had to rely on Yi Shuyuan for cooking.

Yi Shuyuan eagerly stood in front of the stove, rolled up his sleeves to his upper arms, tied his long hair behind him, and stood in a big iron pot with a spatula in his hands.

"Today, let me show everyone—"

Yi Shuyuan was talking over there, while Zhuo Qing and Hui Mian hurriedly stuffed firewood into the two stoves to heat up the fire.

The people resting in the courtyard looked sideways at the kitchen, looking forward to what amazing dishes the fairy could cook. Will there be any delicacies from the fairy house?
The ingredients are the freshest seafood and a big unlucky goose, which has already been processed, and they are all ordered by Hui Mian to eat.

But Yi Shuyuan didn't cook right away, but put down two pieces of fat meat after the pot was hot.

Seeing Yi Shuyuan swaying left and right with a spatula against the fat, and sliding continuously in the two iron pans, Hui Mian became curious.

"Sir, what kind of food is this?"

"This is not cooking. A new pot needs to be boiled. Only with this step can you cook and cook. Zhuo Qing, returning to a peaceful life is not just talking about it. Music, chess, calligraphy and painting are elegant, but there are still many things in life that you need to revisit." study."

Thirteen Loufang will not teach these.

Hearing what Yi Shuyuan said, Zhuo Qing nodded her head heavily. She has learned a lot in the past few days.

After opening the pot and cleaning it again, pour oil into the two pots, fry fish in one pot, and put goose in the other pot. After adding enough firewood, Zhuo Qing stood up and watched.

Yi Shuyuan stir-fried the vegetables very neatly. The shovel gently moved the opposite side of the fish, which felt like a falling sword, and when changing hands to stir-fry the goose on the other side, there was a sense of softness and rigidity.

Then he turned into a gourd of heaven and earth, uncorked the cork, poured wine into the two pots, and the original aroma of the dishes became more fragrant of wine.

Fill the frying pan with water to half, cover the lid and leave it alone, then focus on frying the goose, adding sauces and other ingredients from time to time.

When the fish pot was opened again, the color of the soup was already golden yellow in the milky white.

"smell good"

After Zhuo Qing said something, Hui Mian's two paws were already restless.

This scent, which is far superior to ordinary dishes, wafts out of the kitchen. Some of the aquariums working today, and even General Crab, who is both a supervisor and a helper, can't help but salivate.

The last two big pots of dishes were completed, one pot of soy sauce was bright and full of juice, and the other pot of soup was milky white with chopped green onions.

Two strong fragrances wafted out from the dishes, surrounding the house like two hazy ribbons that lingered for a long time.
Seeing Hui Mian and Zhuo Qing's adoring eyes, Yi Shuyuan smiled triumphantly and shouted towards the door.

"Everyone is ready to eat—"

When eating on the boat, it felt good to eat around a cauldron. Yi Shuyuan followed suit today, instead of putting the dishes in pots and plates, he directly moved the two cauldrons to the yard.

In the courtyard, two small platforms were built with mud bricks to support the two large pots. The platforms were also two small stoves, and the charcoal from the stoves was taken from the stoves and heated underneath.

The rice is sent out in barrels from other people's houses.

After these days, they are considered familiar, and there is no such thing as being cautious in person, Zhuo Qing raised her glass and said a few sincere words of thanks, which made everyone happy.

There are too many people and not enough seats, so everyone eats standing up.

When they moved their chopsticks and ate fish and goose, some of the people present only realized that it was extremely delicious, while some, like General Crab, immediately tasted something special.

"This dish!" "It's delicious!"

"No, this dish is unusual!"

"Eat the nonsense quickly, can the immortal do anything ordinary?"

"Hey, pour some soup, pour some soup!"

"That's all there is to it, don't grab it"

Under what circumstances is the best food to eat, except that the food itself is good, and I just rush to eat it.

There is no distinction of status in this meeting, and no one uses any spells, but each uses a pair of chopsticks to grab vegetables and grill rice according to their ability.

Of course, no matter how concerned everyone is, they all understand the truth, General Xie, Immortal Mi Li and Miss Zhuo Qing will not grab too much where they put their chopsticks.

Normally, the two pots are really not small, and a lot of rice is cooked, but for so many aquariums, such a small amount of food is definitely not enough to eat.

But this is where the blame lies. After eating, except for General Crab, almost all the villagers felt a sense of fullness and satisfaction, and they were also drunk and warm.

Not long after, they all felt drowsy and said goodbye to go to rest.

At this moment, Zhuo Qing also felt heat flowing in her body, and her face was flushed. This feeling was a bit like being hit by a love potion, but both her heart rate and mind were very stable, and she did not have any restlessness or despair.

Sleepiness surged up, Yi Shuyuan no longer asked Zhuo Qing to clean up the dishes, but helped her into the bedroom, and after she lay down, she came out alone to deal with the pots and pans.

I was the only one left in the yard, Yi Shuyuan looked around and there was no one there, and with a sweep of his sleeve, all the stains on the dishes in the tub were gone.

Even the two cauldrons had a new look, and everything was sorted and flew back to the kitchen.

"Sir, you cheated!"

Hui Mian, who was standing on his shoulders, suddenly called out.

"Oh, it's easy to go from frugal to extravagant, but difficult to go from extravagant to frugal. It's better to use the fairy method"

Yi Shuyuan sighed, and did not refute Hui Mian's words.

Shaking off the water stains on his hands, Yi Shuyuan put down his sleeves again and looked towards the bedroom in the courtyard.

"Sir, you're not going to leave without saying goodbye again?"

"That's not so."

Saying so, Yi Shuyuan walked to another room, lit the oil lamp with a finger, and then took out a pen and paper to write.

Hui Mian jumped on the table to watch Yi Shuyuan write, and looked at her husband with disdain.

"Hey, what kind of eyes do you have? Can this be regarded as leaving without saying goodbye?"

As Yi Shuyuan spoke, he slapped the paper lightly, and all the ink stains dried up immediately.

"At least wait until all the silkworms in the silkworm house have hatched their eggs!"

"Does it mean that we have to teach how to raise it, how to spin it, how to weave it, and how to make clothes?"

Hui Mian shook his head immediately.

"That's not necessary, just wait for the silkworms to grow and get fatter. It's delicious both raw and cooked!"

Yi Shuyuan rolled his eyes, grabbed the letter paper and stood up.

"Yusang Village is indeed a good place. She has already started to adapt, and the people here will help her, but if I stay longer, even as a daughter, she may be too attached."

"Isn't this possible?"

Hui Mian asked this question, Yi Shuyuan glanced at it, thought for a while and nodded.

"Perhaps what you said is right. It's just a worldly experience, and there's nothing wrong with it."

Saying that, Yi Shuyuan had already left the room, then opened the door of the master bedroom, and put the paper beside the bed with his own hands.

Zhuo Qing's eyelids trembled slightly at this moment, and her hands hidden under the quilt tightly clenched a corner of the quilt.

Although it was in the night, both Yi Shuyuan and Hui Mian obviously noticed this, the former put down the letter, thought for a while and still didn't make a sound, but Hui Mian jumped down and rushed to Zhuo Qing's ear.

"We'll definitely be back to see you."

As soon as Hui Mian said these words, Zhuo Qing opened her eyes.

Seeing this, Yi Shuyuan could only smile helplessly.

"Then let's say goodbye face to face."

Zhuo Qing turned her head to look at the woman in front of her who looked very similar to her. Although she tried her best to restrain herself, she still couldn't hold back her tears.

"Sister Mili, can I hug you again?"

Yi Shuyuan simply felt a little more relaxed, walked to the bedside and let Zhuo Qing, who lifted the quilt, hug him.

After a while, Zhuo Qing calmed down, let go of her hand and took a step back.

"Thank you sister for allowing me to be self-willed this time, and Hui Mian, I heard it just now!"

Yi Shuyuan shook his head slightly.

"I didn't say I couldn't come, let's live a good life here!"

Saying that, Yi Shuyuan walked towards the door, Hui Mian jumped on Zhuo Qing's shoulder and whispered a few words, and then rushed to Yi Shuyuan's side.

After Yi Shuyuan went out, his footsteps paused slightly, and he spoke sideways.

"Returning to peace after suffering, may have a three-way nature."

After finishing speaking, he stepped out of the fenced courtyard.

"Whoo. Whoo"

The surrounding mulberry trees began to sway in the sound of the wind, and under Zhuo Qing's watchful eye, Yi Shuyuan walked away with the wind.

Zhuo Qing didn't know how she woke up just now, as soon as Yi Shuyuan left, the drowsiness came back again, maybe it's really good to be able to fall asleep at this time.

With this thought in mind, Zhuo Qing returned to the bed and fell asleep again, this time having a dream that felt so real.

Zhuo Qing dreamed that she hadn't opened her eyes just now, and dreamed that Mi Li's sister went to the door but did not leave.

Dreaming that Mi Li turned back to Long Feiyang at this moment, dreaming that Long Daxia came back and hugged her, and she responded enthusiastically despite everything.
When the time came to Zi Shi, Zhuo Qing woke up naturally.

Looking at the paper beside the bed, Zhuo Qing lit the oil lamp, read it carefully and carefully put away the paper, feeling surprisingly not too lonely in her heart.
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In the air of the canal waters three feet away from the water, Yi Shuyuan, who was walking against the wind, let out a long sigh of relief.

"It's a good result after all!"

Hui Mian counted on his shoulders.

"Sir, look, what books are you keeping? How simple was it just now?"

Yi Shuyuan frowned, and the moment Yinchen slipped out of his sleeve, it had turned into a long sword with a white sheath.

"Zheng~"

The long sword came out slowly, looking at the sword, Yi Shuyuan seemed to be able to feel Zhuo Qing's mood change at the last moment.

Mi Li's swordsmanship was born in response to Zhuo Qing's heart.

From tenderness to expectation, blending into flowing water and brilliance, to transforming into a sharpness that breaks the shackles
Up to this moment, Yi Shuyuan felt his emotions, and a brand new sword intent had been born in his heart, which was the completion of immortal swordsmanship!

When my heart trembled slightly, I saw light rain began to fall from the sky.

The raindrops made a muffled sound on the anchored boats in the river, and scattered on the water.

When it hit the sword, the crisp sound was like plucking strings on a pipa.

"Dangdang, ding ding ding"

It was only at this moment that Yi Shuyuan suddenly realized that today is Grain Rain, and it also happens to be Shangsi Festival.

"Grain rain, valley rain, pattering, Shangsi expresses love, spring bathes in cloud and rain"

While murmuring, Yi Shuyuan, who was still holding a sword in his hand, had returned to his original appearance.

"Sir, it's raining, it's raining!"

Hui Mian yelled, seeing Yi Shuyuan ignoring him, he knew he must not be deaf, so he hid in Yi Shuyuan's clothes.

Walking through the rain curtain, Yi Shuyuan didn't try to avoid the water. He was a little uncertain whether he had a catastrophe in the previous period of time, and whether he had survived the catastrophe?
Or, 24 verses may not really be 24 kalpas.

After all, in Yi Shuyuan's eyes, even if he accepted all of Zhuo Qing's love, so what?

Can this be considered robbery?

Perhaps the way of practice for others can be counted, but in Yi Shuyuan, the love of the world is also the beauty of the world of mortals!

Just thinking of this, Yi Shuyuan couldn't help thinking deeply.

If he hadn't faced it calmly without avoiding it, perhaps that state of fluctuating heartstrings and fearing him like a tiger would be the real doom.

(End of this chapter)