The cold wind howls, the temperature drops sharply after dark, and winter has arrived before you know it.
In the house, Mei'er tightened the quilt tightly, her face flushed a little, as if she was looking for warmth, she moved twice and pressed closely against Jiang Xingchen.
The next morning, when it was just dawn, Jiang Xingchen opened his eyes. As soon as he moved a little, he felt that the quilt was being pressed down. When he turned his head, he saw Mei'er, who was tightly wrapped up, pressing against him.
"This girl!" Jiang Xingchen smiled softly, gently lifted the quilt from the other side, and prepared to get up.
"Hiss!" Before his body left the warm bed, Jiang Xingchen shivered and had goosebumps all over his body.
"It's cooled down. It's so cold. No wonder the little girl stuck to me!" Jiang Xingchen got used to it, then slowly got up and quickly put on his coat.
"Fortunately, I bought animal skin clothes, otherwise I would have been freezing today!" Jiang Xingchen muttered in his heart, turned around, gently covered the little girl with his quilt, and then walked out.
Jiang Xingchen quietly opened the door and felt a blast of cold air coming in. He quickly stepped out and closed the door behind him.
"It's so cold!" Jiang Xingchen exhaled a cloud of white mist, rubbed his hands, ran into the kitchen in two steps, and lit a fire to boil water.
The fire was lit and the heat was released. Only then did he feel a hint of warmth. He rummaged through a few items from the pile of things he bought yesterday.
Knife, awl, tough thin thread made from animal sinew...and two small log sticks, and some pig bristles found at the butcher's shop.
Today he has to brush two toothbrushes and rinse his mouth with light salt water every day. He is really fed up. His mouth always feels uncomfortable and his food has no taste.
He took a knife and whittled the log stick bit by bit. The speed was very slow at first, but as time went on, his speed speeded up unconsciously, and the sawdust fell one after another. At this time, he suddenly made a new discovery.
The strength of the knife is always just right, and its proficiency is as if the craftsman has honed his skills thousands of times, and his wrists and fingers are becoming more and more flexible.
The swishing sound kept coming, and after a while, the shape of a toothbrush was formed.
"Eh? Is this also the function of the sensitive array?" Jiang Xingchen smiled. At this time, he already roughly knew the function of the array. Perception and sensitivity can not only avoid danger, but can also be used in handicrafts to improve proficiency.
The extent. With his rough craftsmanship as a small wooden pistol when he was a child, he was able to make a toothbrush in such a short time, which can be seen from this.
"With this skill, where should I use it..." Jiang Xingchen thought as he took out an awl and drilled a hole in the toothbrush head.
This is not something that can be solved with dexterity, it is a matter of strength.
After exerting all his strength, he drilled holes one by one. Soon he was sweating all over and all the ideas in his mind were temporarily lost.
After a lot of effort, he finally drilled the hole and saw that the water was boiling. He threw the mane into the pot and boiled it, and then threaded the animal sinew thread into the nose of the needle.
After midnight, Jiang Xingchen wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked around with a toothbrush with a smile on his face: "This craft, I have no choice, look at how finely the thread is tied... this needlework
, I will make a big doll for Meier later... But it seems to have nothing to do with making money! Unless I embroider and make clothes..."
Thinking of this, Jiang Xingchen shuddered violently, thinking of a master named Dongfang Bubai, and quickly shook his head: "Let's think about making money later. We are not short of money now, so let's brush our teeth!
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He took a mouthful of warm water, pumped his cheeks twice and spit it out, dipped his toothbrush in some salt, and put it in his mouth.
"This still feels good!" The feeling of the soft bristles rubbing against the gaps between his teeth and teeth made him feel indescribably comfortable, and he couldn't help but hum a little tune in his nose.
"Woo, Muna, Muna, Muna... Wu, Zuna, Zuna, Zuna..." Humming, "It's beautiful, it's beautiful." Jiang Xingchen's right foot also clicked to the rhythm, and his whole body was shaking, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.
Sparkling traces of water flowed down.
"Squeak!" The kitchen door opened, and Mei'er walked in with her arms crossed and a cold breath in her mouth, looking as if she had just woken up.
"Brother!" But the moment she saw Jiang Xingchen, the little girl's sluggish look suddenly disappeared. There was a hint of panic on her face, and she jumped over and kicked Jiang Xingchen's knee.
Jiang Xingchen saw Mei'er coming in, and before he could say hello, the little girl rushed towards her like crazy. He was completely stunned and didn't even think of dodging. His body's sensitivity was useless. Then he felt a force hitting his knee socket.
, fell to his knees on the ground.
Immediately afterwards, the hand he was holding to brush his teeth was pulled away, and something dark was forced into his mouth.
"Woo~" Jiang Xingchen held the toothbrush in his right hand and the bowl in his left hand, and could only shake his head vigorously.
But Mei'er had a nervous look on her face. She grabbed the hair on the back of his head with her left hand and pushed it into his arms, and pressed her right thumb on his philtrum.
Severe pain! The muscles on Jiang Xingchen's face twitched, and he struggled to get up.
But Mei'er's eyes widened, she let go of the back of his head with her left hand, raised it high, and slapped him in the face.
Fortunately, Jiang Xingchen finally used the strength in his legs at this time. He stood up suddenly, tilted his head back hard, and dodged away.
"Little girl, are you crazy?" Jiang Xingchen spat out what was in his mouth, and a piece of dark charcoal fell to the ground.
Jiang Xingchen's eyes twitched twice, he lowered his head and made a series of bah-bah sounds.
"Huh!" The little girl's nervous expression suddenly relaxed, and she said with some choking: "Brother, you are finally better! You scared me to death just now!"
"Uh!" Jiang Xingchen was stunned and looked straight at Mei'er with confusion on his face.
"Don't you know? You just had a convulsion. You kept poking yourself in the mouth with a piece of wood. Your whole body was trembling and you were making strange noises... Your saliva was drooling!"
Jiang Xingchen's head was covered with black lines and he was completely speechless. His lips stained black by charcoal couldn't help but open, and he had the urge to hit his head against the wall: "What is this..."
Later, after Jiang Xingchen's careful explanation, Mei'er finally understood what happened just now.
"Brother! I'm sorry, I don't know..." The little girl made a coquettish voice and gently shook his arm.
Of course Jiang Xingchen knew that the little girl didn't do it on purpose. He was even a little touched that Meier was so anxious just now, and his serious expression eased.
However, as soon as he showed that he was no longer angry, the little girl suddenly revealed her true colors and snatched the toothbrush from his hand.
"Let me try this thing too!" He said, putting the toothbrush into his mouth and rubbing it!
"This is what I used..." Jiang Xingchen stretched out his hand and stopped mid-sentence. Meier's movements were faster than his words.
"Hey!" Shaking his head speechlessly, Jiang Xingchen stepped forward and gently pressed Mei'er's hand: "This is wrong, let me teach you..."
A few minutes later, Mei'er smiled all over her face and kept puffing out her cheeks. Her mouth felt refreshed, which was many times better than gargling.
After taking the toothbrush for herself in a very domineering manner, Meier was about to drive Jiang Xingchen back to the house so that she could prepare hot water to wash her face.
At this time, Jiang Xingchen noticed that the little girl's face was a little rosy and her eyes were slightly rusty, far from as clear as usual.
Ignoring Mei'er's request, Jiang Xingchen reached out and touched her forehead and asked, "Mei'er, do you feel cold? Your whole body feels tight?"
"It's so cold today, of course it's cold...but I don't feel any tightness in my body! What's wrong?" Mei'er asked a little strangely.
"Oh! Then it's okay!" Jiang Xingchen was relieved. He touched Mei'er's forehead and found that she didn't have a fever. She probably just had a cold.
"Just stop moving. Brother will prepare. You go back to the house. Don't go out today. It's best to stay in bed all day. I will prepare water and food for you!" After saying this, Meier couldn't help but say
Pushed out.
A month has passed since I prepared hot water, kneaded noodles, pancakes, and stewed the last pound of sword-back pork back meat.
It was already bright outside, but the sky was overcast and there was no sun, giving people a cold feeling.
A charcoal brazier was prepared in a slightly ventilated area at the door of the bedroom, and hot water and food were placed in jars. They were also placed in the room. He told Meier to heat them up when it got cold, and then Jiang Xingchen set off for the Bauhinia Mercenary Group.
As soon as he got out of the hospital, Jiang Xingchen saw the carriage from yesterday parked at the door, blocking most of the entire dirt road.
"Master Jiang, Master Sun asked us to take you to the Bauhinia Mercenary Group. We have been waiting for a while!" The two gangsters from yesterday were driving the car.
"Then thank you!" Jiang Xingchen thanked him and got into the car without seeing anything out of the ordinary. He had made Sun Sanqiang a friend yesterday, and now he would not refuse the other party's arrangement. Besides,
It's not close to the Bauhinia Mercenary Group, so walking there is quite time-consuming.
The wheels rolled, the carriage swayed on the dirt road, and slowly drove away...
Half a month later, the carriage arrived at the Redbud Mercenary Group, and the two gangsters said goodbye and left.
After Jiang Xingchen entered, he discovered that Mo Hongxian had not returned yet. In the entire station, apart from some civilians doing odd jobs, there were only the second brother, the fourth child, Wanrou, and a tall young man whom he did not recognize.
"Jiang Ling, you're here!" The second brother and the fourth brother came to greet him.
"Captain Mo hasn't come back yet?" Jiang Xingchen asked, and then came over to say hello to Wanrou. She seemed very familiar, like a long-time friend, but she didn't feel particularly close.
The tall young man glanced at Jiang Xingchen in surprise, and then showed an anxious expression, glancing in the direction of the door from time to time.
"Hongxian has sent a message back, saying that she is not far from Hongyuan City and will be back in two months!" Wanrou nodded, and the smile on her face made her classical beauty more prominent.
Then, she asked: "Jiang Ling, I heard from my second brother that you have activated Yuanquan!"
"Yeah! I'm a little surprised. I think the medicine I took was fake, but the Yuanquan was activated the day before yesterday. But if you say it's real medicine, my cultivation is really useless, and I can't practice martial arts at all. When I use my strength, my head will
It seems like it's going to explode!" Jiang Xingchen once again directed the question to fake medicines.
Wanrou pondered for a moment, then shook her head and said: "It's really strange... By the way, Hongxian will be back in two months, so first let your second brother go with you to the aristocratic management department for appraisal!"
"Okay!" Jiang Xingchen immediately nodded in agreement. During this period, he was still in a daze. He might as well confirm his noble status as soon as possible.
"Let's go! Brother, I'll go with you. I have to see if you really have no cultivation!" The second brother chuckled, stepped forward and patted Jiang Xingchen on the shoulder, pulling him out.