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Chapter 18 Next time, I must perform well!

Rather than waking up, it would be better to say that both of them didn't sleep well last night, intermittently, because there was someone around them, and they couldn't calm down and fall asleep. So Jiang Yu decided to wait until her body became an adult before continuing.

Otherwise, it would be too harsh to let this little fairy sleep beside her.

The two of them got up calmly when they pretended to be calm. Song Lin walked out of the room first and said they would prepare breakfast for her.

When Jiang Yu then combed her hair and walked out of the room, she saw Song Lin standing at the door and walked out of the house curiously. She found that there were many crayfish dead in the garden and two more farm tools in front of the door.

A three-fork head, and another like a shovel.

It was the tribute that I bought last night to make progress for the dogs.

At this time, the silver-broken iron stuck out half of his little head nervously and looked at the ginger fish quietly. Under its expectant little eyes, the ginger fish bent over and easily picked up two farm tools.

He weighed his hands and commented: "The weight and feel are just right."

Then he asked Song Lin to use magic to clean up the crayfish's body, then walked to the field, used it in exchange, loosened the vegetable field, showing that he was very satisfied and was quite suitable for use.

The silver-wrapping iron received satisfactory feedback from the hostess, and happily took back her little head and went back to the cage.

Song Lin recalled that these two demon weapons were so cold to him that they didn't let him pick them up at all. Now they became a tycoon in front of Jiang Yu.

Even because Jiang Yu said, "If the shovel and fork could be wider, it would be better if it were a little bigger", she secretly turned into the form she wanted, just to make her more comfortable.

She also secretly recognized her as the main one and was willing to be used to farm.

Song Lin felt that this was a bit useless, but when he saw Jiang Yu use it happily, he felt that he was making a big deal.

How could a person as powerful as Miss Jiang take merely high-level demonic weapons seriously? It is also their blessing to be able to farm as a farm tool.

Jiang Yu felt that crayfish had always died recently, and probably had some evil spirits. The dog teeth that could not be sold yesterday turned around and took them out, and handed them to Song Lin: "A Lin, hang this at the door.

On the top, keep the house.”

"good."

Song Lin nodded and agreed without saying a word, tapped his toes lightly, and in the blink of an eye, he had already reached the designated position of Jiang Yu.

After breakfast, the ginger fish picked some bitter gourd and put them on, took the chicken feather shuttlecock and went out to set up a stall.

Leave Song Lin to the "housekeepers" at home to learn about what happened last night...

Because of today's cloudy weather, the traffic volume of people is larger than before.

Ginger Fish came a little late, but her position was still there, and no one took it. Because after three years, Ginger Fish could not sell them, everyone agreed that the position was not good for money.

When the chicken and dog fight, Aunt Wang, who persuaded Jiangyu, saw her coming, knocked the pumpkin seeds in her hand and walked over to talk to her.

"Yu Yatou, there will be You Yuan who travels to and from Dongling City in two days. Do you have anything to do if you need your aunt's help?"

She looked at the beautiful chicken-feather shuttlecocks of Jiangyu, which could be sold at a good price in the city. She thought that if Jiangyu was willing, she wanted to take this opportunity to make a difference. In the past, she also relied on such help,

Make a small profit.

You Yuan is a ride-hailing trip to Dongling City, and you need to pay a low-quality spirit stone for the round trip fee. Because this small village at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain is relatively poor, Yu You Yuan's outer monks don't want to come here very much, and occasionally

There was a trip.

Jiang Yu had an idea as soon as she heard this, and planned to go to Dongling City to see what business could be done, but now she only has two low-grade spirit stones left, so she can only let Song Lin guard her house.

When you have money in the future, take him with you.

"Aunt Wang, I just saved enough money to get into the city and wanted to go to the city to see you. Then I will go with you."

Jiang Yu went with her without Song Lin. She went to a place like Dongling City with an ordinary person. She must have a companion. She is not familiar with the place and has no money. If she gets lost, it will be difficult.

Aunt Wang didn’t expect that ginger fish could not sell a few vegetables all year round, so she actually secretly saved enough money to enter the city with them on her back?

Could it be that she has other ways to save money?

Thinking of this, Aunt Wang agreed without saying a word. She felt that it was definitely right to have a good relationship with Jiang Yu, so she came to her side and asked Jiang Yu in a low voice: "Yu girl, do you have any good ways to save money recently.

?”

After hearing this, Jiang Yu smiled mysteriously at Aunt Wang, leaned close to her ear and joked: "Guess~"

Aunt Wang thought it was easy to get Jiangyu, but she didn't expect that this girl was quite clever, but she didn't think it was so easy to do this, so she thought about improving Jiangyu's favorability first.

So, with the help of Aunt Wang, Jiangyu sold a chicken feather shuttlecock today, sold the bitter gourd, and earned a small amount of money.

When he closed the stall, Jiang Yu gave her a chicken feather shuttlecock to thank Aunt Wang.

This made Aunt Wang very happy. People in the countryside do not know the goods. Such beautiful feathers can definitely be sold at a good price when they are put into the city.

Jiang Yu was two or three feet away from the doorstep of his house, and saw Song Lin's tall silver figure waiting outside the fence like a young wife.

The little girls who were about to marry in the neighbors were all looking at him secretly with red faces on their windows. What should I do if I wanted to marry him?

Cold salad.

When Song Lin saw the petite figure of the man coming back from the sun and took a few steps to take the things she carried: "Miss Jiang, thank you for your hard work today."

He felt that how could people who could easily use high-level demon weapons to farm in a shortage of money?

After all, a person as powerful as Miss Jiang still has to go out to experience the life of a mortal every day, which is definitely trying to temper himself.

No matter what Miss Jiang does, she must have meaning.

Jiang Yu was warmed by Song Lin's considerate behavior, and once again sighed in her heart: It is worthy of being produced by the system.

He stood on tiptoe and reached out to touch his head: "Be good, go home."

Song Lin was afraid that she would not be able to hook her, so he deliberately lowered his lower body to touch her. He was clearly touching his head, but it seemed to be touching his heart. It was warm and itchy, and he wanted to scratch it but couldn't. He liked this feeling very much.

This scene was sour that the little girls who could only watch by their own windows.

At home, the dinner was prepared in advance, including fried fish with pepper and salt, stir-fried vegetables with garlic, and egg flower soup, which was full of color, fragrance and taste. The ginger fish sat down and tasted it, and praised Song Lin for his good cooking skills.

Since Song Lin lived here, he has not practiced elixirs for a long time. The techniques used to practice elixirs are now used to cook and make ingredients.

But he felt it was worth it. As long as he could make Jiang Yu happy, he could also get a sense of satisfaction.

At night, Song Lin wanted to continue to sleep in the room, but Jiang Yu politely refused and said, "There are always a few days a month, and wait a few days..."

I couldn't bear to take a look at him with a little aggrieved look and closed the door.

Song Lin didn't understand why there were days every month. He returned to the bench with pitifully sitting cross-legged meditation, and reflected on himself all night: It must be that I acted like Taimuyu last night, which made Miss Jiang dissatisfied.

Then next time, I must perform well!


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