Traveling through ancient times to survive

The crowd dispersed, and the young people left arm in arm, leaving only Zhao Qing, Zhao Lan and Li Heng.

Zhao Lan carefully glanced at Zhao Qing's eyes, fearing that her retort just now had made Zhao Qing angry.

Zhao Qing pulled Zhao Lan's hair with amusement: "I'm not angry, they are all grown men, it's not appropriate for a girl like you to get involved."

Zhao Lan pouted and said dissatisfiedly: "What about you, cousin? Are you also discriminating against me because I'm a girl?"

"What are you talking about? If you want to join them, you have to stay with them for a long time, and you may even have to eat and live with them."

"I..."

Zhao Lan opened her mouth to refute, but Zhao Qing shook his head with a stern look, and she closed her mouth in grievance. She understood that this was ancient times, and men and women were strictly separated. She was not as capable as the boss, so no one dared to say anything. But she was still a little unwilling. She had worked so hard for so long, but she was not even allowed to go up.

"Okay, I'll let you go tomorrow, but forget about forming a team."

Zhao Lan then became happy and shouted loudly: "Okay, Boss."

Zhao Lan had just been calmed down when Zhao Qing turned around and met Li Heng's half-smile.

"Brother Heng, you are a scholar, and you practice martial arts only to strengthen your body. Unlike the rough guys in the village who only know how to punch and kick, you should make good use of your smart brain to make a living."

Li Heng deliberately showed a disappointed expression: "I thought that sister Zhao Qing looked down on someone like me who was so weak and helpless."

Li Heng's words were exaggerated. After learning the body-building technique last year, he practiced every day and the weakness he had from his mother's womb had long been cured. Although he still looked thin, he actually had all the muscles he should have. He had a perfect body that looked thin when dressed and muscular when undressed.

Zhao Qing was speechless. Others might not know about Li Heng's changes, but how could she not know? His aura was stronger than just one or two points. Judging from Zhao Qing's recent teaching, Li Heng's martial arts talent was definitely not weak. He was previously held back by his body, and Uncle Li did not dare to increase his strength.

The bodybuilding skills in the mall are different. They change slowly and gently without any hidden injuries. The moves are from simple to complex. The simple moves at the beginning improve the physical condition and lay the foundation. The complex moves at the end continue to strengthen the basic attributes and even exceed the limits of the human body.

After Li Heng recovered, he definitely received guidance from Li Wu. Although he looked like a weak scholar, when it came to fighting, he would definitely be among the top five among the younger generation in the village.

"You are so weak that you can barely even tie a chicken. If the people you train with knew about this, wouldn't they cry?"

Li Heng was not surprised that Zhao Qing knew his true level of martial arts ability. After all, he was a martial arts genius who could make his own secret guard leader marvel at his skills and could also create his own magical body-building technique.

Li Heng's eyes curved slightly, his deep eyes sparkled, and his clear laughter reached the ears of the two.

The handsome boy smiled brightly in the sunshine, and he looked much more real than before. He used to be like a jade Buddha statue, beautiful but without a trace of human touch, and looked fake. Now he looked like a banished immortal who had been tainted by the mundane world, and he was much closer to ordinary people like them.

As expected, seeing beautiful things will make you feel much better, Zhao Qing looked appreciative.

"What a handsome young man, you should smile more often in the future."

Li Heng was startled, then the corners of his mouth curled up out of habit: "You dare to tease me, can you tell me when I didn't smile at you?"

Zhao Qing shook his head: "I'm talking about the genuine smile just now, not the fake smile now. We are all so familiar with each other, so just don't smile when you don't want to. No one will say anything to you, so why force yourself? A happy day is a day, and an unhappy day is a day too, so why not smile more."

Li Heng was touched, and his raised mouth corners lowered, with a complicated look in his eyes: "You are right."

As soon as he finished speaking, the emotion in his eyes became more real.

After Li Heng separated from the two and went home, Zhao Lan winked at Zhao Qing.

"Cousin, what a handsome boy he is. He is much more handsome than any big star we have seen in modern times. His facial features are beautiful without any dead angles. He has a great temperament and a very good personality. Cousin, aren't you moved at all?"

Zhao Qing shook his head, his expression unchanged, without a trace of shyness.

"I was already in my twenties when I died in my previous life. How old is she? She is not much older than you in your previous life. If you like her, just take the initiative."

Zhao Lan shook her head frantically: "No, no, no, they don't like me, so I won't humiliate myself. Besides, I just admire them. Do you understand?"

What Zhao Lan didn't say was that Li Heng definitely had a crush on the boss. Maybe he himself didn't realize that in front of the boss, his eyes were much gentler. But since the boss didn't mean that, she didn't say much. If that guy understood, let him taste the bitterness of love. Our boss is not so easy to pursue.

"Who isn't?" Zhao Qing sighed. In her previous life, humans were created through gene editing, and the best were selected from the best. Those who could grow up successfully had good facial features and figures. There was no ugly person in the entire base. She had seen people who looked better than Li Heng, but his unique temperament was unmatched.

"By the way, cousin, everyone's food is almost gone. Do you want me to buy some from the farm?" After a brief sigh, the two began to talk about business again.

"No, it's hard to explain the source of the food you have. You can't reveal it unless it's absolutely necessary. As for the problem of insufficient food, I've thought about it. After we divide the teams tomorrow and let them get used to each other for a few days, I'll take them out of the valley to hunt."

If he can solve it by himself, Zhao Qing doesn't want to rely too much on the golden finger. What if the golden finger fails one day and can't be relied upon, what will everyone do?

"This is the only way. It would be great if my grain could be used as seeds outside." Zhao Lan sighed.

"The seeds in your farm can mature in just a few dozen hours, and the yield is incredible. If you take them out, the balance will be disrupted. There is no such a good thing."

Zhao Qing didn't think so. There was a book that said that the gift of fate had already been secretly marked with a price. The more powerful the golden finger was, the greater the price would be. Zhao Qing already felt that the golden fingers of the two were very powerful, so much so that she was always worried.

"There's no need to be so exaggerated. It would be fine if we could have the same output as in our previous life."

"It's not impossible. You can study how to improve the seeds and increase the yield." Zhao Qing encouraged.

Zhao Lan was horrified. She couldn't bear such a heavy responsibility. In her previous life, she was just a college student who only knew how to eat, drink and have fun. She couldn't even tell the difference between the seedlings in the field, and she was studying how to increase production? This was a joke.

"I can't, sir. You think too highly of me. I don't even know potato sprouts."