Who is not a monk

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This is not important.

Then click on the entrance test——

Spiritual talent: 1000/1000

Spirit quality: 3F

Total spiritual power: 3F

"3F..."

He vaguely remembered that this young man told him that he was only at the top of the second tier.

"Hey!"

The boy didn't lie to him.

Shi Qian chewed the mooncakes, the slightly sweet filling slowly permeated his taste buds, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and soon fell into deeper thoughts.

"Wang woo..."

The dog at home came over and wanted to eat mooncakes too, Shi Qian casually pointed to the gift box of mooncakes on the coffee table in front of him, telling him to harm that.

……

To be a stranger in a foreign country alone, think of love every time during the festive season.

Mid-Autumn Festival is the festival of reunion. Fortunately, Chen Shu also has a hometown and relatives in this world, and they are all very kind to him.When thinking about relatives and friends in the previous life, it gave him great comfort.

After Shi Qian's house left, Chen Shu went to find Ning Qing, and then drove her on her small motorcycle to the largest shopping mall near the University City.

Lemon Mall.

There is a big supermarket below.

Chen Shu was still walking in front, while Ning Qing quietly followed behind pushing the cart.

Chen Shu would talk to her subconsciously: "What do you want to eat?

"Pickled pepper chicken gizzards?

"Fat beef in golden soup?

"Hot and sour cabbage?

"Oh, you don't even want to eat it, you're a fool."

This man is really...

Do your best to be provocative.

Ning Qing turned her head and silently observed all kinds of people in the mall.

The middle-aged man behind the pork counter is always selling sword pork, presumably with a sales commission.Most of the customers will not buy it. Some think it’s too expensive, some don’t know what’s so good about it, but they’re too embarrassed to ask, some are just afraid of being scammed, and some have no other reason. The more I sell, the more I don't want to buy it.

A young couple is choosing fruit and want to buy durian. The girl naturally finds it too expensive, and the boy looks embarrassed, which is very interesting.

Chen Shu and her have never been like this.

A young man is choosing dishes, with a subtle expression on his face. He seems to be an infrequent cook and not very good at choosing dishes, but because there are people standing next to him, he doesn’t want others to see it, so he tries to pretend that he is very skilled. Why? Will there be such an idea?

The trolley stopped because it hit someone.

This face is so close to me...

Oh, it's Chen Shu's face.

Chen Shu looked at her without blinking: "What are you looking at?"

Ning Qing looked at him silently.

The man's face was full of curiosity, but he pretended to be a little angry, and said to himself: "You follow me out to the supermarket and look around at other people!"

Ning Qing continued to observe.

He turned his face away, and walked on.

She followed suit.

Looking down, there are already some things in the trolley, including sauerkraut, pickled red pepper, pickled ginger, frozen chicken gizzards and fat beef, as well as some chili powder and a little spice.

"Eh?"

He seemed to have discovered something interesting again. Ning Qing walked over and saw him standing in front of a glass tank: "This abalone is only 8 yuan and 9 yuan each, and it's not bad in size. Why don't we pick up a dozen or so and buy some mushrooms?" Cut into cubes, it’s very good for rice, how about it?”

Ning Qing naturally did not speak.

"You choose!"

The man handled her well.

Ning Qing stepped forward, picked up the clip, looked at it for a long time in front of the glass jar, picked up the biggest one, held it in front of his eyes, looked at it carefully, and then put it in the bag.

When the fifth one was picked up like this, Chen Shu, who bought the meat, had already returned, and looked at her speechlessly:

"You also observe this?"

"..."

"You are too slow!"

"..."

"Then you go ahead, I'll pick a fish, and I'll make a fish with pickled cabbage tonight." Chen Shu said, "The razor clams over there are also good. After you've picked the abalone, go and buy one that weighs two catties. I guess you didn't eat it outside. The razor clams with hot and sour taste of pickled peppers are delicious.”

"..."

After about an hour.

Chen Shu stood next to the scooter wearing a helmet, while Ning Qing carefully put the vegetables he bought into the side box of the motorcycle, for fear of polluting his side box.

This kind of mini scooter is actually equipped with a pair of side boxes, which makes the whole car a bit more majestic and looks chubby.

Ning Qing also put on his helmet and stepped into the car.

The motorcycle is too small and it is inconvenient to carry people. She has to be next to Chen Shu.

"gone."

Chen Shu twisted the handle.

As the scooter jumped forward, Ning Qing immediately hugged his waist tightly.Afterwards, he had to go down from the parking belt to the road. There was a small slope on the side, but this person refused to leave.

"when!"

Helmets collided.

Ning Qing was very afraid that the vegetables in the side box would be broken, and the water from the meat and fish would flow into the side box, and it would take a long time to clean up.

If it wasn't for cultivating the way of tranquility, she would definitely hit him.

Calm down now.

Five o'clock in the afternoon.

Ning Qing helped Chen Shu finish the preparations such as washing and cutting vegetables, and now there is nothing she can do to help, and Chen Banxia said an hour ago, "You can call me when you are eating", and then I fell asleep on the sofa and have been sleeping until now.

Ning Qing walked over and stared at her for a while.

Boring woman, nothing interesting.

So she came to the kitchen door and stood there, staring intently at Chen Shu's back.

He is not busy at all when cooking, as if everything is planned, and everything is under control and in good order.From time to time, he would be seen standing there with a spatula in one hand and akimbo in the other, staring at the dishes in the pot in a daze. At that time, he might not be thinking about anything.

Ning Qing has seen such a scene many times.

"laugh……"

Pickled ginger and pickled peppers are put into the pot, and the hot oil stimulates a strong pungent aroma. White smoke suddenly rises, most of which are sucked away by the range hood, and a small part diffuses out.

Chen Shu stood in front of the pot and stretched his neck.

The fireworks in the world move the hearts of all people the most.

Ning Qing walked to the kitchen door, leaned against the door frame, looked at him sideways, and whispered, "I've always wanted to ask you a question."

"Ah?" Chen Shu turned around in surprise, "What?"

"Where did you learn to cook?"

"Why are you talking again?"

"Failed."

"Failed again? You are a real dish."

"I'm asking you."

Ning Qing left the door frame and stepped into the kitchen. She stood next to Chen Shu, put one hand on his waist, looked over his shoulder, looked at the pot, and then turned to look at Chen Shu.

It seemed to be urging Chen Shu to answer her question quickly.

"You are cuter if you don't talk."

"Forget it if you don't answer."

"I'm a genius, born to know it."

"maybe……"

"Have you noticed that our actions are very close?"

"so?"

"I can't give you a hug in vain, I have to charge you." Chen Shu poured the open razor clams into the pot, and said at the same time, "The thing about me holding your hand before will be cancelled."

"can."

At the same time, Chen Banxia on the sofa smelled the fragrance, sniffed her nose, then raised one hand to grab the back of the sofa, her upper body stood up abruptly, and then opened her eyes—seeing this picture, she couldn't help rubbing He closed his eyes, but he lay down again and went back to sleep within a few moments.

Chapter 42 Advanced

"Snapped!"

Chen Banxia, who was woken up to eat, slapped herself hard, the sound was clear——

Just now I was so sleepy that I didn't take a picture!

pissed!

A loss of [-] million!

I must not forget it in the future!

Chen Banxia walked to the table while feeling angry, and looked at a table full of sumptuous delicacies: beef in golden soup, hot and sour razor clams, braised mushrooms with abalone, black fish slices with pickled cabbage, chicken gizzards with pickled peppers, and a pot of tomato ball soup. The bright red soup base has golden oil edges, and white meatballs are placed inside.

"Ha ha!"

Chen Banxia couldn't care less immediately, picked up the chopsticks, turned to Ning Qing and said, "Let me tell you, Chen Shu's skill, you will be lucky in the future."

Ning Qing didn't make a sound.

Poor sister oh, I've had a good meal for a long time.

Chen Banxia unceremoniously took a piece of abalone, took a bite, and said vaguely: "You can stay at my place tonight, I still have a room there."

"I have to go back to the dormitory."

"Me too."

"Hey, didn't Chen Shu say that you are practicing closed-mouth meditation?"

"It just ended."

"Why is it over?"

"Can't bear it, it's over."

"I didn't succeed in it." Chen Banxia nodded, and said, "There is no class tomorrow, so why go back to the dormitory?"

"Don't worry about it," Chen Shu said.

"I want to go back." Ning Qing said.