Ancient Strengthening Technique Chapter 1109: ： Dongfang Aristocratic Family

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Thinking of the previous Golden Buddhist Temple, Qing Shui inadvertently thought of the Little Fatty son encountered when buying herbs a long time ago, and brought it to Qing Family for a while, and later said that he was taken away by a monk, saying that he had a relationship with the Buddha ...

He has a relationship with the Buddha? Today, I also have a relationship with the Buddha, but Little Fatty's super big body. I don't know if he was taken there. If he really has a relationship with the Buddha, can he become a strong one, or maybe he can meet him.

Higashijin-gun!

Qing Shui finally arrived in Higashijin-gun three months later, he decided to find a city nearby and stay there for two days, and then went to Higashijin-gun to see, and Eastern Sheng Shen Territory's Prefecture City was also in Higashi-gun And, next to Higashijin-gun Castle, it can be said that Prefecture City of Eastern Sheng Shen Territory is Higashijin-gun's county town, and Higashijin-gun is also Prefecture City.

It ’s okay, and it makes sense. After all, the general Prefecture City is in the best position. Another city appeared in front of it. Look at the sky already near noon. Qing Shui decided to stay here for two days.

Dongfang (East) city!

This is a city with a very ancient flavor. This is the feeling of Qing Shui. It may not look like this to others. The architectural style of this city is very in line with the feeling of Qing Shui. Most houses sit south to north, and the top of the house is in the middle. High, slowly decreasing to both sides is conducive to rainwater flow and reduce stress.

The roof is made of hard yellow and red tiles, which looks very comfortable, but not luxurious but has an atmosphere. This is why Qing Shui immediately decided to stop here for two days when it saw the city.

Near noon, there are some faint fragrances in many places on the street, especially this street where Qing Shui walks, mainly restaurants and snacks.

Look at the roadside where many simple tables and chairs are placed on the street. Some people start to make some food and snacks here, earn some living expenses, busy figures, rushing around, all for survival, For better survival.

"Fresh oil cake, ancestral craftsmanship, do n’t miss it if you pass by!"

"Old hot and spicy ..."

Qing Shui's ears are constantly groaning, some people come in and go out one after another.

"Well, this tastes great!"

How sensitive is the smell of Qing Shui? Looking down the eyes, the taste is not far from the front. He walked slowly, here is a homely stall, only oil cakes, side dishes and rice porridge.

The woman who sells food is a woman in her thirties. She has four children from seven to eight years old to three or four years old, three boys and one girl, the youngest girl, sitting on a mat and two slightly younger. The little boy plays, and the boy, who looks like eight years old, is helping the woman do the dishes.

Qing Shui standing not far away looked at the woman, then looked at the children behind her, and thought of her mother. The greatest thing in the world is the mother, who can eat anything hard for her children.

This woman has a beautiful face, but unfortunately, a burlap dress has covered most of her style, and excessive labor has caused some fine wrinkles on her face.

The woman seemed to realize that someone was looking at herself, looked up at Qing Shui, and smiled: "Does this brother want to eat?"

"I have no money," Qing Shui said softly.

"It's all home-cooked food, it doesn't matter. When anyone has a problem, don't think it's not good." The woman said with a smile.

Qing Shui looked at the deserted stand. There are many people in other people, but there will only be one or two people here for a long time, and most of them are mostly poor people.

A plate of side dishes, a pancake and a bowl of porridge soon came up. The taste was very good. The previous taste of Correct Qing Shui was laughed and thanked.

If you eat this, Qing Shui will know it. The taste is very good. It ’s very ordinary to eat, and it can even be said to be too ordinary. , Contrasting incense, not much contrast to taste particularly unpleasant.

"Brother, isn't it delicious?" the woman asked after seeing Qing Shui taking a bite.

"It's not bad, it's not fragrant." After eating Qing Shui, I ate it.

Why doesn't a woman know? Unfortunately, there is no way. In order to support the family, raising a few children can only do this, and I can't help but sigh.

"Sister, do you have paper and pen?"

Qing Shui asked the woman after eating.

"Yes!"

"Is the older sister literate?" Qing Shui thought for a while.

"Know some words!" the woman said.

Qing Shui and other women wrote a few recipes on the paper after brushing with paper and pen. Among them there are oil cakes, side dishes and Xiao Mi porridge. There are also two kinds of cakes and turtle shrimp fish soup. The most common one does not cost anything, and finally wrote a word to remind her to burn it after reading it, and then gave it to the woman.

"Eat for a meal, this is for the elder sister, maybe it will be of some use to you." Qing Shui said after leaving to the woman and left.

The woman did n’t take it seriously. She saw Qing Shui disappeared, so she started to look at it, but she looked at it. The above formula was still visible at a glance. The materials are the most common materials. But she can feel that this recipe is absolutely precious, look at the direction where Qing Shui disappeared, and sighed, and then smiled at the boy who was washing the dishes and said, "Xuan'er, today we will go back early, my mother will cook for you."

At this time, Qing Shui already went far. The reason to help this woman is to help a mother, and this woman's heart is very good. The recipe for her is also the most ordinary, and can only make some delicious ordinary food. Not as good as Qing Shui's Shiquan Tonic Soup. These common recipes are delicious and delicious, which makes people feel like they want to eat, but they are not jealous. They are made up to the same level as some imperial chefs, so the most The bad thing is to be a master chef. If that's the case, it's a good thing.

No matter how good Fang Zi is, she will not help her, but will hurt her.

Qing Shui is full and strolls nearby. Previously, it was considered an ordinary residential area in the city, but now he has arrived at a place where already is considered a rich man.

"Today ’s Dongfang (East) Dongfang Aristocratic Family wedding, please entertain friends from all parties. If you go, you can drink two cups, and you can eat some mountain and sea food. This is cheap and non-sticky," said a middle-aged man.

"Dong Yan, although Xiantian practitioner can go, and do not invite, but our door is just Xiantian, will it be shameful where it is." A young man in his thirties looked embarrassed.

"Yeah, then we will find another person who is the same as us, and we will not feel so shame when there are more people." The middle-aged man named Dong Yan laughed.

Youth: "..."

Qing Shui laughed and walked over.