Chapter 141: Making Something Out of Nothing

Clear Lake is a little embarrassed.

The feeling of being penniless is simply terrible.

She misses the luggage she lost in the Tianguang Inn in Youfangzhuang.

Fire jade coins, clothes, and a jade gourd of the asparagus butler, as well as a little white horse......

But now that two years have passed inexplicably, I don't know if those things are still there, and the city lord of Liujiao City who made an appointment to visit him on the second day, Qinghu can't say what he has in his heart.

"Yue'er has no appetite?" After getting along for three days, Zhuang Ji is already handy at taking care of Qinghu, and he is also taking care of people for the first time, and he feels good.

"Zhuang Ji..."Qinghu picked out a piece of fish, wrapped it in shredded green onions and dipped it in the soup and put it into a bowl but didn't eat it, she asked with some resentment: "Where did you get the fire jade coin from an immortal?" ”

Qinghu has been holding back this question for a long time. They didn't walk down the mountain this time, and Zhuang Ji sent the two of them directly to the Wenjue Temple with a cloud.

Originally, Baomur Mountain is located between the Tingyu Empire and the Fire Jade Empire, and the border area between the two countries is already prosperous in commerce and trade, and Baomur Mountain is famous, and the incense is prosperous, and the mountain is even more prosperous and lively than Hulu City.

So Zhuang Ji took her to buy all kinds of things that she didn't need on the road.

These two people, saying that they are not familiar, actually know the roots. Speaking of familiarity, I haven't said a few words.

Qinghu is interested in all kinds of novel gadgets, and he can't stop looking east and west.

Zhuang Ji has a good memory, Qinghu didn't look at it, as long as he saw it, he bought it.

After the two of them swept a small block one after the other, Qinghu found that she was followed by a rich man who liked to buy, buy, buy, buy.

Zhuang Ji handed Qinghu a small green bag, "Master said to take good care of Yue'er." ”

He didn't know how many things were in it, so he just gave it to her anyway.

Then poor Qinghu didn't dare to wander anymore, and he didn't squint when he walked. It seems that there is a thug who robs the house behind her, as long as she dares to take a look, even if it is a doll, Zhuang Ji will put her in a bag.

Since that meal at the Lai Ye Temple, Zhuang Ji has also memorized the dishes that Qinghu likes to eat very accurately.

Sure enough, if you want to find out a person's stomach, you have to put all the food in front of her, let her taste it, and finally remember the dishes she has chopsticks the most.

As far as taking care of the girl, Zhuang Ji turned out to be self-taught and very talented, and he himself was overjoyed.

As for the Fire Jade Coins......

"Conjured." Zhuang Ji deserves it.

"Changed?!"

Qinghu pink fist smashed on his eyebrows, is this the legendary empty glove white wolf? Will those shops end up finding a lot of mud and stones in their money bags......

She felt the green bag around her waist burn a little hot.

"Everything is made up of energy, and so are fire jade coins, which can naturally be conjured. What, Yue'er wants to learn? Zhuang Ji stopped his chopsticks and waited for Qinghu to answer.

He has cultivated into an immortal body, he doesn't need to eat, and he doesn't want to miss the bits and pieces of getting along with her every day.

"No, I don't want to learn." Qinghu is a little expert in earning fire jade coins, and she despises it for not working hard, "How long can those conjured fire jade coins last?" ”

"It's always been there." Zhuang Ji finally understood what Qinghu meant, and it turned out that he was worried and sympathetic to those who received "fake" fire jade coins.

"Won't it go away?" Qinghu expressed doubts, can it really be made out of nothing?

"No, it won't." Zhuang Ji smiled.

But it's not out of nowhere, no matter what you conjure, you have to consume your own good fortune, but Zhuang Ji won't tell Qinghu.

"Don't you have to pay anything?" Clear Lake has always been keen.

"Does being interrogated by you count?" Zhuang Ji's face was like a spring breeze, and he looked at Qinghu dotingly: "Has Yue'er decided which way to go?" ”