Add Bookmark | Recommend this book | Back to the book page | My bookshelf | Mobile Reading

Free Web Novel,Novel online - All in hlnovel.com -> Fantasy -> Different bedfellows [quickly wear]

Beautiful as a flower(01)

Previous page        Return to Catalog        Next page

    You can search for "Same Bed, Different Dreams [Quick Travel]" in Baidu to find the latest chapter!

    It¡¯s still early and it¡¯s pitch dark outside.  Qiao Qiao washed herself up under the moonlight and came to her younger brother Qiao Yu's door. Through the broken crack in the door, she could vaguely see that her younger brother was still sleeping soundly. She raised her fingers and paused. She had been very tired these days, so she still let him  Get some more rest.

    She laughed and shook her head thinking, put down her finger on the door, and came to the small courtyard. Looking at the large and small baskets all over the courtyard, she frowned beautifully. With so many baskets, how could she get them to the market to sell?

    Qiaoqiao is a time-traveler. She was a college student who had not graduated before time-traveling. Because she accidentally got into a car accident, she found herself in this unfamiliar place when she woke up.  Traveling from the modern world to such an ancient world that treated women harshly, it was really hard for her to accept it at first. After all, she didn't have the thick golden fingers like those time-traveling heroines in novels.  She was alone. She didn't have the so-called space to farm and bring her own spiritual spring. She couldn't pick up any amnesiac generals, let alone a girl who grew up in a big city and couldn't even farm.  All she knew was that rice grew in fields, not in fields, from books. She also knew that rice could be grown two to three times a year in modern times, but in ancient times it depended on God. As for the rest

    The only thing she knew was to learn some basket weaving skills from a girl from the countryside in the dormitory. It was just for fun at the time, but unexpectedly it has now become a skill for her to survive.

    She has been in this world for three years. The original owner has the same name as her. She has no father or mother in the family. When she first came, the original owner and her skinny brother were fostered in her uncle's house. The uncle was a good old man, but the aunt was powerful and powerful.  She is a woman who doesn't like her siblings and thinks they only eat but don't work.  Thinking of this, Qiao Qiao wanted to complain about that excellent aunt. She was a typical aunt who wanted the horse to run well but also wanted the horse not to eat grass.  The siblings are given a bowl of leftovers every day, and their stomachs are not full. How can they find the strength to work?

    ¡°Besides, the original owner helps her raise pigs, feed chickens, cut grass, and has to get up before dawn every day to help the whole family with laundry and cooking. Why is there no work?  A twelve-year-old child, in her time, was still loved and loved by her parents, but she was not like the original owner, who was as thin as an eight or nine-year-old beggar.

    Fortunately, she has now left that family, and lives with her younger brother in a small thatched house at the end of the village. Although the environment is not very good, it can provide shelter from the wind and rain, and with her basket weaving skills, she can barely support the two siblings.

    The original owner's parents had land before their death, but those were occupied by her aunt. Based on her current situation, she was afraid that she might not come back, and she had no plans to come back. She didn't believe that she, a modern woman, had learned too much.  With so much experience left behind by our ancestors, we won¡¯t be able to support ourselves!

    "Qiaoqiao, are you at home?"

    Just when she was worried about how to take the things to the market, Meng Jiazhi poked his head out from the fence with a basket on his back. When he saw Qiao Qiao in the yard, he walked in, patting his head honestly.

    Meng Jiazhi lived next door to her house. He also had no father or mother and made a living by hunting. He didn't talk much, but he was kind-hearted and took good care of her and her younger brother. Every time he came back from hunting in the mountains, he would always tell them apart.  Some prey, she was embarrassed to always take other people's things for free, but she also knew that she and her brother needed nutrition to replenish their bodies, so she would try her best to help Meng Jiazhi with some work, and every time she made a meal, her brother would send it to him.  .

    In ancient times, great emphasis was placed on the protection of men and women. She was able to get married at her age in ancient times, but her home was some distance from the village, and every time she washed her clothes, she would wash them in a small pond at the foot of the mountain, trying to avoid people in the village.  There was no rumor spread.

    "Brother Meng, are you going to the market too?" She glanced at the prey in the basket on Meng Jiazhi's back, thinking that he might be planning to sell the meat for money.

    "Yeah." Meng Jiazhi saw her sad face and said, "When I came back last night, I saw you and Qiao Yu making this up. I thought you were going to the market today, so I came to see if there were any.  How can I help?"

    Qiao Qiao nodded helplessly and said: "Yes, the basket sales were good last time, so I plan to take advantage of the victory and continue to sell some. Otherwise, when everyone has learned it, I may not be able to support myself with my cooking skills.  "Qiao Qiao never belittles anyone, and never underestimates the wisdom of ancient people. In those novels, the heroine travels from modern times to ancient times, either opening her own restaurant or making a lot of money from a few menus. It is too naive.

    No matter where you are, there will always be gray areas. The heroine relies on advanced technology to open a unique restaurant. If there is no backer behind it, either it is robbed by the powerful, or it is those who have been running the restaurant for generations. As long as they taste it, even though they cannot  It's 100%, but they can still make similar dishes.

    Qiaoqiao is a realist, she can distinguish between reality and reality.Either way is good for him.

    Li Yan clicked his tongue twice, he is really a cunning and smart man.  "It's a pity that I only like your soul, and I don't like anything else."

    Hearing this, the man was stunned, as if he didn't expect that he would be rejected. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something else.  Li Yan was the first to interrupt him: "In mortal terms, I am a businessman, and businessmen value profits. Since you are unwilling to give up your soul, I have no choice but to ask you to leave."

    As soon as the words fell, the space was distorted, and the man who was sitting there disappeared in the same place in the blink of an eye as the air flowed.

    Li Yan looked at the place where the man was sitting with regret and shook his head. It was a big loss for such an outstanding soul to have nothing to eat.

    "Ding dong!"

    The crisp bell rang again. Li Yan suppressed the regret in his eyes and put on a perfect smile to greet the new guests. However, when he opened the curtain wall and a familiar face appeared inside the curtain wall again, his expression broke for a moment.  .

    ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? The man walked through the curtain wall with familiarity and walked rigorously in front of Li Yan, "Although you don't like me, I am still very useful, do you really not think about it?"

    consider?  Such a delicious cake was dangling in front of his eyes, and he was afraid that he would swallow him in one bite if he couldn't help it.

    Li Yan asked with a stern face: "Are you leaving?"

    The man shook his head.  "Qinglan."

    What?

    Seeming to see the confusion in Li Yan's eyes, he explained: "You can call me Qinglan."

    Who asked you your name? What qualifications do you have to let me remember your name?

    Li Yan wished he could eat him now, but when he thought of the verbose Ling Yue, he rubbed his forehead irritably.

    "Get out of here quickly, otherwise don't blame me for being rude¡ª¡ª"

    "Ding dong!"

    There was another crisp sound, Li Yan paused, waved his hand, hiding the man in the formation, opened the door wall, and a ragged young man appeared inside. When the young man saw Li Yan, his feminine face looked a bit surprised.  .

    "Where is this? Am I dead?"

    Li Yan¡¯s temperament is not considered good, and can even be called irritable. The inexplicable appearance of Qing Lan disturbed his mood, causing him to have no patience when facing new guests and went straight to the topic.

    "What unfulfilled wishes do you have?"

    Afraid that the young man wouldn¡¯t understand what he meant, Li Yan simply punched the rules into the young man¡¯s mind. The young man was in a daze for a while, and seemed to understand: ¡°So I still have the possibility to compensate him, right?¡±

    "Yes!" Li Yan narrowed his eyes and smiled.

    Although this young man¡¯s soul is not one-fifth that of Qing Lan, no matter how small the mosquito is, he is still flesh.

    The young man thought of the person he was implicated with, and a look of relief appeared on his delicate and beautiful face, "OK."

    "as you wish."

    As the deal was concluded, the young man's transparent figure fell softly inside the curtain wall. Li Yan raised his hand slightly. The soul that fell limply to the ground was like a puppet being controlled. It regarded the curtain wall as if it were nothing, and passed straight through the curtain wall.  The screen came to Li Yan. Li Yan waved his hand, and his soul shrank into a small humanoid doll and fell into the palm of his hand.

    Li Yan read the young man's memory. Qing Lan walked out of the formation. He looked at the soul in Li Yan's hand curiously and asked, "Is this the deal you said?"

    Li Yan glanced at him coldly. He felt that it would be a waste to say any more words to such a soul that could not eat but coveted it.  He closed his eyes and carefully examined the young man's memory. As the memory was read, the indifference on his face was gradually replaced by meaningfulness.

    ¡¾Big brother, big brother, take me with you, I can help you open the small world channel and save energy for you!  ¡¿The system that had been drained of energy by Li Yan changed from a ping pong ball to a black bean. It clung to Li Yan's palm like a black mole.

    Li Yan glanced at the attentive system in his palm, then glanced at Qing Lan sitting on the floor with his peripheral vision, and his face suddenly turned cold.  He pulled out a ray of youthful emotion and put it in his heart as a pull and emotion to enter the small world.

    "If you haven't left before I come back, don't blame me for being rude." This is not a shelter. It takes in all kinds of messy things.

    After finishing speaking, regardless of what Qing Lan thought, she just lowered her head and looked at the system in her palm, "Let's go." (Remember this website's website address: www.hlnovel.com
Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report