The system favors me so much, I get eight meals a day while escaping from famine

Before Jiang Qingyi could shout out, Xiaobai appeared in front of her and threw himself into her arms.

"Master, I smell something delicious, is it brought for me?"

Jiang Qingyi was confused. "What delicious food? Aren't the ones made by the robots in the space enough for you? What else do you want to eat?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw Xiaobai staring at the little seal in her net with drooling eyes!

Jiang Qingyi's heart was alarmed, and she quickly raised the net behind herself to cover it, "Xiaobai, wait a minute, this is not food!"

"This is a sea beast, born to be food for our White Tiger Clan. Why don't you let me eat it?"

"Wait, I just want to know what he is. There are so many to eat in the space, so this one is not needed, right?"

Xiaobai didn't have to eat this thing, so he walked away in a cat-like manner, with no intention of helping Jiang Qingyi to solve her puzzlement.

Jiang Qingyi was not so curious now, so she took the little seal out of the space, released him from the net, and gave him a few big fish.

After the little seal was freed, he slipped away in an instant, without caring about the fish that Jiang Qingyi left for him.

Jiang Qingyi didn't care. She put the fish back into the space and then slowly walked back to the inn.

The snow was still falling. After Jiang Qingyi knocked on the door of the inn, everyone inside looked at her.

The caravan leader saw that she had been gone for so long and came forward to ask with concern, "Miss Jiang, are you okay?"

Jiang Qingyi nodded. "Fortunately, the snow outside is getting thicker and thicker. I don't think it will melt in the next few days."

"Alas...it's already March. I thought the weather would get better, but I didn't expect it to be even colder than in previous years in the north. It's snowing now and I don't know when it will stop."

"Don't worry too much. As long as the goods are fine, there will be no problem. It will just be a few days late."

"Miss Jiang is right. The store plans to cook a big pot of mutton tonight. Miss Jiang, you must try it. The mutton in the north is better than that in the Central Plains."

"must."

Dongfang Mo and his party did not leave either. When he saw that Jiang Qingyi was very friendly to the leader of the caravan, he felt even more dissatisfied. Even so, he could not stop his heart from coveting Jiang Qingyi's beauty.

He drank the wine in big gulps, his eyes always on Jiang Qingyi, thinking about something in his mind.

Perhaps this trip was not at the right time. The next day it was still snowing outside with no sign of stopping. The snow on the ground kept piling up and was now deep enough to cover people's knees.

All the people in the post station were trapped here. If the post station had not stored enough food, there would probably be trouble again.

Jiang Qingyi stayed in the corner every day, and she also looked at the situation outside through the gap in the window.

Other people in the inn also started to have fun, and many men gathered together to gamble.

Jiang Qingyi practiced all the time. Occasionally, she would go out, find a place where no one else could see her, enter a space to have a big meal, or refine medicine and weapons. She lived a fulfilling life.

She could live well anywhere, with whatever she had.

Half a month passed in a blink of an eye, and the weather finally cleared up, but we still have to wait a few more days for the snow to melt.

A few days later, the caravan set out again.

It was still cold outside. Everyone else in the team wrapped themselves tightly in their cotton-padded jackets. Only Jiang Qingyi was still wearing her white clothes, looking ethereal.

She was riding a horse with shiny fur, and she looked a little out of place with the rest of the team.

Many people couldn't help shivering when looking at her, to cool down for her.

Only then did Jiang Qingyi realize that she was a little too eccentric.

Only she herself knows that the clothes she is wearing are magical tools that can keep her warm, but other people don’t know. If she doesn’t behave normally, people would probably think she is a psychopath.

Jiang Qingyi decided to buy a thick cloak in the next town, at least so that people wouldn’t think she was sick.

Half a month later, the caravan arrived at the border between the two countries. There was already a long queue in front of them, and everyone needed to walk on the frozen river to the other side, which was the territory of Dawu.

You need to pay to pass through this place, one hundred coins per person.

Jiang Qingyi handed over a string of money in her hand while riding on her horse, and the soldier who collected the money waved his hand and let her pass.

The caravans would not go too far into Dawu. They would stop at the nearest city to the border to trade goods.

Jiang Qingyi and those who were seeking protection in the team also parted ways with the caravan here.

She didn't have much communication with the other people in the caravan, so she walked alone after they parted.

The people of Dawu and Dayue have great differences in clothing. People here wear thick coats all year round.

The clothing store also sells all kinds of jackets, but there are also some exquisite fabrics, all of which are obtained from trade with Dayue. These fabrics are not affordable for ordinary people, but are things that wealthy families can use at home.

The houses here are basically built of stones. They are not high and people need to lower their heads to enter.

Jiang Qingyi found an inn, and the waiter took her to a separate small house. "Sir, please stay in this room. If you have anything, just come to the front to find me. There is enough firewood in the room, and the kettle beside can be filled with snow to boil water."

"Thank you."

Jiang Qingyi looked at the furnishings in the room and sighed. The environment was a bit shabby, like where primitive people lived.

But she didn't plan to really live here, she was just using it as a cover for the space.

There was no way she would give up her comfortable space and choose to live in this low-rise place with not-so-good environment.

Jiang Qingyi stayed in this town for a few days and experienced the customs and culture of Dawu.

As she was about to leave for the next place, she heard a strange thing in the inn.

Many people saw a crack appearing on the Gala Snow Mountain, with colorful rays of light shining in the crack. Some people who went to explore it never came back, and some witnesses said that they were taken away by fairies to become gods.

Although this rumor sounds a bit outrageous, it is not impossible in the world of immortal cultivation. At least the cracks and the rays of light should be real.

Jiang Qingyi plans to visit the Gala Snow Mountain as her next stop.

When checking out of the inn, Jiang Qingyi asked the waiter, "Brother, where is the Gala Snow Mountain?"

"Hey, girl, you also want to explore Gala Snow Mountain? Because of the glow and the fairy, right? Well, I tell you, don't listen to those people's nonsense. The fairy might be fake."

"Didn't someone say they saw it? I just wanted to take a look out of curiosity."

"The Gala Snow Mountain is located at the northernmost part of Dawu. It is freezing cold all year round and few people go there. If you really want to go there, you should prepare everything first."

"Got it, thank you, little brother."