The eldest lady has a very stubborn temper.

She actually started to help Fang Xiwen wash clothes. Although she had never done such a thing before, it couldn't be easier for her who is so handy.

This feeling is very subtle. When he was a child, his mother helped him wash his clothes by hand. When he grew up, he had to live on his own. There was also a washing machine at home... In this world, Jiang Xingchu was the first.

After soaking the clothes in soap locust, she transferred them to a large basin and beat them with a wooden stick.

As the black ripples spread out, the girl's starry eyes were shining, and she started rubbing it vigorously, regardless of the thin sweat on her neck.

The sound of rushing water touched him a little, as if it was flowing into the softest part of his heart.

"Hey, there are too many saponins." He squatted beside him, holding up his sleeves and looking at it with a smile.

Hearing this, Jiang Xingchu frowned and completely destroyed the artistic conception with one sentence, "What the hell, are you spending your money? Why don't you hurry up and cook!"

As he spoke, he raised his water-covered hands to grab it, with a sly smile in his eyes.

So Fang Xiwen was helplessly pushed into the kitchen, with a smile on his face.

It's not like you can't guess what she's thinking... The eldest lady hates owing others things. She feels that since she has eaten the food he cooked, she always has to give something in exchange.

Naturally, housework can only be exchanged for housework, so there is this tacit agreement. Of course, only for outerwear.

A few days have passed since the incident with the Jiang family. The two of them were living peacefully in the courtyard, and Liumenmen really didn’t come to ask questions.

It's just that Jiang Xizhi, who has become the new head of the family, is very busy with funerals, ancestral halls, reputation, ancestral methods...he can't help much with this kind of family affairs, and can only offer a few words of relief.

However, Jiang Xizhi's attitude was beyond his expectation. He did not complain or blame, but instead treated him like a close friend and even invited him for a drink.

If it were anyone else, no matter how sensible he is, he would be regarded as an enemy...

While thinking about other things, Fang Xiwen adjusted the heat. Now it is an ordinary dish, and the ones with elixirs are really not delicious.

The few tricks he learned from Lao Litou were just like that. The food in his place tasted good. Upon closer inspection, it was mostly due to the seasonings. Jiang Xingchu ate lightly, which tested his cooking skills even more.

He took the stir-fry out of the pot and walked out with the plate. Jiang Xingchu was spreading out his clothes and drying them where he could see the sun.

"It's time to eat. Why did you wash my clothes?"

"Don't you have an appointment with someone tomorrow? The sun is nice. It will dry out all afternoon and you can wear it out." Jiang Xingchu rolled his eyes at him, put down his sleeves, and wiped the water stains on his clothes before sitting down.

"Don't wash your hands?"

"The clothes are clean and the water is clean, so aren't my hands also clean?"

"...You can do it."

"Oh, sheepskin filigree... You don't have the same food these days?" Jiang Xingchu grabbed the chopsticks and took a bite with interest.

"What I'm learning now, is there something more important than another?" Fang Xiwen smiled, with a rather nostalgic tone.

This cooking ability was developed by staying at home when I thought takeout was too expensive... There is no other reason to let a lazy dog ​​enter the kitchen except poverty.

"The control of the heat is okay." Jiang Xingchu commented.

This guy is not omnipotent. The taste is far inferior to that of the palace chefs, and is at the level of ordinary home-cooked food.

I am the only one who thinks it tastes delicious.

She rolled her eyes, thinking that if this guy could really be her subordinate, wouldn't even the problem of eating be solved?

We can discuss big things, and he can handle small things. His ability to take care of daily life is more than enough. In an emergency, he can even draw a sword and start a fight... Apart from being a man, he has no other shortcomings. At worst, this lady will not find a son-in-law!

"I want you!" Jiang Xingchu slammed the table so hard that the food in his mouth spurted out.

Fang Xiwen took out a handkerchief and wiped his mouth, staring: "What's wrong with you again?"

"How can I be my subordinate?"

"Don't even think about it." Fang Xiwen didn't know that she was still thinking about this idea, so he flatly refused, and finally said: "By the way, I tested the material ratio you asked me to think about."

This is about disguise props. Jiang Xingchu happened to stay here for a few days, so he didn't miss this opportunity. After all, his identity is a bit sensitive, so it would be good to learn a skill.

"...Okay, okay, I'll teach you after eating." Jiang Xingchu lowered his head to pick up the rice, with a somewhat disappointed look in his eyes.

Soon she was shocked that this guy had affected her to such an extent...

"By the way, what did you come to Jiangzhou for?" she asked casually.

"I plan to go to the capital of gods and visit a bit along the way. Jiangzhou is a transit point." In fact, one is to explore the spiritual realm, and the other is to search for heavenly materials and earthly treasures.

There are a few useful treasures in the secret realm along the way, which may be used to suppress Luo Qingni's life and death sword intent... He always feels that something might happen.

"City of Gods?"

"Well, because... my home is there." When he said this, Fang Xiwen's feelings were a little complicated.

It's the Third Young Master's home there, not his... It's like even though he got a lot of help from the Fang family, he always feels that if you can't use it, just don't use it, so as not to cause trouble to others.

The only person he truly regards as family is his sister Fang Qingxiao.

Jiang Xingchu didn't know his complicated mood, so he became interested after hearing this, "Yes, you are still the son of an aristocratic family... Hey, as the legitimate son, do you have any political marriage or anything like that?"

"It's hard to say," Fang Xiwen thought for a while, then smiled in a wicked way, "There is a high probability that there is some kind of wedding, and the other party is a beautiful girl with a lower family background, but extremely talented

..."

"It's a beautiful thought, what if it really is true?"

Jiang Xingchu curled his lips, feeling a little uncomfortable for no reason.

"Then I will just wave my hand and break off the engagement on the spot! Jie Jie Jie, after thirty years in Hedong and Hexi, it is finally my turn to divorce someone else..."

Of course it was difficult for her to understand this kind of spiritual pursuit, so she ignored it. After eating, she picked up the dishes and went to the kitchen.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Fang Xiwen called out the operation panel and clicked on [Contract of the Star-falling Goddess]

[Cultivation: four orifices (eyes and ears have two orifices each)]

[External skills: Luoxingxuansi (21.3%), Yungong Tianyin (10.4%), Qiuyue Bayin (4.1%)...]

[Method to lift vertically: Sparse Shadow Heavenly Weaving (10.2%)]

[Internal Strength and Mental Technique: Starry Sky Tower (0%) has not been released]

【Measurements:???】

Luoxing Xuansi has the highest proficiency, which means he has practiced it deliberately. This control skill is really easy to use.

Imagine that if someone wanted to plot against him, Fang Xiwen pretended to go to the banquet, stretched out his hand on the dining table, and the star line directly locked the enemy to death... It's so cool.

Arrive in the afternoon.

For the sake of those two music books, Jiang Xingchu taught him the complete method of disguise, including the ratio of various materials, application, techniques, etc.

If you add the power of Eight-Nine Mysterious Gong to control muscles, the effect will be extremely good.

"By the way, why are you learning this?"

Fang Xiwen sat on a stool, Jiang Xingchu squatted in front of him, carefully wiped something on his face, and said in a cool tone, "You're not trying to trick the little girl, are you?"

"How could that be possible?" He said in an upright tone.

"Then what do you want to do? Are you afraid of being chased after showing your face?"

"I just want to make my face more normal. It's so handsome now," Fang Xiwen sighed, feeling that her slender hands were stiff.

Jiang Xingchu secretly gritted his silver teeth, stretched out his hand and wiped it randomly, "Thank you for my kindness in teaching you, go away!"

"You didn't teach me much, why don't you just give me the ingredient list and finish the job——"

After a disagreement, the two almost started fighting in the yard.

Jiang Xingchu thinks this silly goose is too stinky, so I won’t serve him anymore;

He thinks he is really handsome, what's the matter?

The two started to quarrel with each other and started to settle old scores. Fang Xiwen was furious and said, "It's not your fault. Now half of the mountain city is calling me Romantic Sword!"

"Tsk, it turns out I think the nickname is ugly, what the hell!"

"You have the best nickname, Judge of Hot Dry Noodles!"

Jiang Xingchu was so angry that his face turned red, and his hands were still stained with some disguise mud. He raised his hands and slapped her: "Can you try calling me again?"

"Hot dry noodles hot dry noodles hot dry noodles——"
Chapter completed!