Female student: I'm sorry, the prince is mine.

"Miss, no, sister, can I try?" Achun blinked at Nanshan, who was already sitting at the stone table drinking soup.

"Okay, go ahead and see if it's strong enough."

"Okay." Achun rushed over and flew to put herself in the wheelchair. Well, it was very strong, but it would be even stronger if she used her spiritual power a few times.

"Pfft." Nanshan looked at the little girl sitting on it. He was really testing whether the knot was strong, and his eyes were still moving.

"What are you thinking about?" Nanshan looked at Achun with a smile.

"Hmm... Ah Chun is thinking that it would be better if it was reinforced with spiritual power."

"A good idea. However, things in the human world have their own charm and destiny. Tables and chairs reinforced with spiritual power can last for thousands of years. Doesn't it mean that we have lost our true nature?" In the human world, we must have the appearance of being in the human world, and we cannot abuse spiritual power. force.

"Sister is right." At this time, Achun remembered Xuan Qingyi's teachings. The masters of the world are the people themselves. As immortals and demons, they are visitors from another world. If you can, don't disturb them. You must not disturb the cause and effect of the world. , what is that called... When you go to the countryside and do as the Romans do, you will know all the interesting things in the world.

What's more, don't call them monsters. Even if they are like the gods and sir, if they disturb the cause and effect in the human world, there will be a series of reactions. The most important thing, sir, said, you can't scare everyone in the human world.

At this time, the little bug on Achun's waist started to coo.

"Eh? What new things do you have?" Nanshan turned around and asked.

Ah Chun patted the small sachet on his waist and said, "I went to Wormwood Alley during my sister's breakfast. Brother Ah Zhuang gave it to me. If anything happens, he will ask this little bug to report it so that we can contact him more easily."

"So, what does it say?"

"Gugu, Brother A Zhuang is here, Brother Wushen is here, and Mr. Xuan is here in person. Of course, Mr.

"That's it." No wonder she couldn't understand it. The code was too simple, and it didn't even count as a "language."

"So A Zhuang will come over soon?" Nanshan finished drinking the soup.

"Yes. The equipment for making typhoid pills is probably ready and I want to show it to my sister." Ah Chun replied while clearing away the soup bowls on the stone table.

"So fast?" Nanshan was surprised. It is said that there are indeed many powerful craftsmen in this world, but she is still surprised every time she meets them. Maybe this is also the reason why her fate with the world is not over.

"Yes, these craftsmen collected by Mr. are all amazing!" Achun said with admiration.

"Okay, tell me when the time comes and we will go together."

"Yes." Ah Chun saluted and sent the Kuikou bowl to the kitchen.

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Lunch time came soon. Aunt Cui specially prepared steamed pork chops with dried plums and vegetables for Nanshan and Achun. She lightly pounded the steaks with a wooden mallet and kneaded them in rice wine, starch, salt water, and various spices. When the incense burns, place the prunes at the bottom of the bowl, take the pork chops out of the soup, and put them into the pot to steam until cooked.

Well, it was this dish that Nanshan missed the most when he was in college.

"Have you eaten, mother?" Nanshan asked, smelling the aroma of meat.

"Madam has had her lunch. She flipped through a few pages of the book and saw that the sun was almost shining, so she asked me to come out and serve the eldest lady. I guess it's time to take a nap now."

"Okay, let mother rest. Ask Xiaoliang to come to my yard for dinner. Hurry." Nanshan urged, she couldn't wait to eat steamed pork steak.

"Sister!" After a while, Xiao Liang ran in, and Aunt Cui came in immediately.

"Hurry up and sit down." Nanshan asked them to sit down on the stools that Achun had prepared a long time ago. The two of them "were not used to the rules" when they were with her, so they didn't hesitate and sat at the dining table.

Nanshan asked Achun to divide the steamed pork steaks from their plates and put them on the plates in front of Mammy and Xiaoliang, and the four of them ate while talking and laughing.

The Lantern Festival is approaching, but Xiaoliang is looking forward to going to the academy to study with him. Nanshan touches his head and nods approvingly. This is a good thing.

The afternoon sunshine was good, and Nanshan sat in the room and flipped through a few pages of medical books. She was still thinking about whether there was any herbal medicine in the world that could reduce the pain in Xuan Qing Yi's scales.

Heliotrope, Viola? None of them are suitable, not to mention that Xuan Qingyi's current body is half-immortal and cannot be equal to a human body. It may be much weaker than a human body. She still doesn't know the reaction of using these herbs, and she is not willing to risk it. risk.

After much deliberation, she still likes acupuncture more. When the silver needle is inserted, the effect reaches the blood vessels and does not require contact with other substances. For Xuan Qingyi, it is the cheapest and most effective treatment.

The most important thing is that she can be sure of Xuan Qingyi's current body, where the acupuncture points are, and how to inject the needles. However, if she only uses herbal medicine, given Xuan Qingyi's current physical condition, she dare not He said that he could control the dosage and purity of the medicine without fail.

"Miss." Ah Chun called softly, interrupting Nanshan's thoughts, "It's almost time. Brother Ah Zhuang will send the equipment over soon. Ah Chun will wait at the small door first. Will you be here soon?"

"It's okay, let's go together." Nanshan closed the book, straightened his clothes, and then walked with Achun to the small door at the back of the yard.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw A Zhuang carrying a big wooden box in his hand. Nanshan looked at the box and his big eyes as bright as water opened wider. This A Zhuang is really strong. He has a big wooden box in one hand and a whole body The tendons really don’t grow in vain.

Ah Chun looked at his master who was surprised but trying to hold back his admiration. He grinned and took the big wooden box with both hands. Nanshan's eyes moved. Wow, she remembered that Ah Chun was also very strong.

"Miss, this is what you want. If there is anything you want to change, just ask Ah Chun to come to Wormwood Alley and tell her."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work. You can go back." Nanshan's expression returned to normal. It was the backstreet before the Lantern Festival. The bookstores on the street were not as busy as usual, and those who were still choosing books in the store were Scholars are probably the ones who stand out in spring. After all, luck comes from talent and hard work.

"Miss..." Nanshan turned around and took two steps forward, but was stopped by A Zhuang again.

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Nanshan turned around and said, "Is there anything else?" The boy's rare hesitation made her feel that he seemed to have something else?

A Zhuang looked around, then listened intently around him. After making sure there was no one around, he said, "Miss, you don't look right."

Nanshan's eyes darkened, something was wrong with her face? Is she poisoned? But she felt nothing at all.