Traveling Through the Grave Robbers' Chronicles: Starting from Meeting You

"Brother, what do you want to eat today? I'll make it for you!"

Zhang Hanyan walked down from the plum blossom pile and picked up a handkerchief to wipe the dust off her hands.

"dumpling......"

She nodded and looked at Zhang Yecheng who was sitting in the rocking chair, "Master, what do you want to eat?"

Zhang Yecheng was about to speak, but when he thought of her unusual behavior this morning, he immediately chose to keep silent.

"Master? What happened to you today? Did you see a ghost? You're acting weird!"

No matter how Zhang Hanyan asked, Zhang Yecheng refused to say a word. Finally, he was forced into no choice but to say two words: Whatever!

Zhang Hanyan was busy in the kitchen alone. Making dumplings is a troublesome task as you have to knead the dough, prepare the fillings, and then clean up the messy kitchen after finishing.

"Hmm..." Zhang Hanyan cried out in pain, put down the kitchen knife in her hand and looked at her bleeding fingers.

The bright red blood flowed down his fingers and dripped onto the bluestone bricks.

[Host, what are you looking at? Go stop the bleeding.]

Watch the ants...

[What's so good about ants? Ants are creatures that can be found everywhere.]

Zhang Hanyan did not continue to argue with the system. Her eyes were fixed on the drop of blood dripping on the ground.

There was blood all around, and the passing ants avoided it.

Could it be...

In order to verify her idea, she found a place in the kitchen where ants gathered densely.

Zhang Hanyan stretched out her finger that was still bleeding, squeezed out a drop of blood and dropped it among the ants.

In an instant, the ants fled in all directions, as if they had encountered something extremely scary.

But she knew that there was nothing scary in this kitchen except her. What was scary was that drop of blood.

Only Qilin blood can scare snakes, insects, rats and ants!

[Oh my god, this can't be Qilin blood? I didn't expect this body to have Qilin blood! ]

So, your system doesn’t know about the original owner’s possession of Qilin blood, right?

[I don’t know, mainly because the main system didn’t tell me! ]

The system's slightly innocent voice made Zhang Hanyan close her eyes speechlessly. She was silent for a while, took a deep breath, and tried hard to suppress the urge to kill the system.

Very good...your system is really a waste. It seems that I can't count on you in the future, otherwise I won't know how I died!

[Host... Don't say that. I still have a little bit of use...]

Zhang Hanyan ignored him. She cleaned and bandaged the wound, then quickly wrapped and cooked the dumplings, scooped them up and took them out.

"Master, little brother, it's time to eat!"

Zhang Qiling stood up and took the tray from her hand. At a glance, he saw the strips of cloth wrapped around her fingers.

He frowned slightly and stared at the bloodstains seeping out of the cloth.

Zhang Hanyan followed his gaze and realized that he was looking at his injured finger.

"Brother, it's okay. I just accidentally cut myself with a knife. There's no bleeding anymore. If you don't believe me, just look!"

As she spoke, she untied the white cloth that was wrapped around her and held her fingers out in front of his eyes.

"Look, there's really no bleeding. Okay, let's eat. Oh, where's the master? Why can't I see him?"

Zhang Qiling took out the dishes and chopsticks from the tray one by one and said, "Let's go."

"Gone? Where did he go? Leaving without eating is not like his style!"

Zhang Hanyan muttered to herself as she took the vinegar and poured it into a dish, then placed it in front of Zhang Qiling.

"If he doesn't want to eat it, then let's eat it! Hey, brother, I made some stuffing with chives, eggs and shrimp today. Try it and see if you like it."

Zhang Qiling picked up a dumpling as he was told, put it in his mouth, and chewed it slowly.

The dumplings are white and plump, with a emerald green inside, and the thin cooked dough looks like jade.

With a gentle bite, the skin will break and you can taste the shrimp, leeks and eggs inside. It is refreshing and crisp, and your mouth is filled with the aroma of shrimp, leaving a lingering fragrance on your teeth and cheeks.

"good to eat."

After Zhang Qiling finished speaking, he picked up another dumpling, dipped it slightly in the vinegar, and put it into his mouth to chew again.

Zhang Hanyan watched him eat one after another with a smile on her face, feeling extremely happy.

This means that he really likes to eat, and it also means that he really agrees that the food she cooks is very much to his taste.

By the time Zhang Qiling had finished his meal and put down his chopsticks, there were only a few dumplings left on the plate.

"I said, why didn't you wait for me when you were eating? I just went out for a while, and when I came back you guys had already finished eating, and you left these few for me?"

Zhang Yecheng rushed to them in a hurry, looked at the three or two dumplings on the plate in shock, his face full of grief.

He raised his hands to cover his chest and gasped exaggeratedly.

"I'm so angry, so angry! You two unfilial sons only left me two or three dumplings, which are not even enough to fill my stomach!"

Zhang Hanyan sat calmly in her seat, watching Zhang Yecheng act up quietly.

Zhang Qiling also had an expressionless look on his face. No matter how much Zhang Yecheng jumped up and down, there was no emotion in his calm eyes.

"That's enough! It's not over yet!"

Unable to bear it any longer, Zhang Hanyan lifted the handkerchief to cover another plate of dumplings, picked up the chopsticks and slapped them in front of Zhang Yecheng.

"Isn't this still here? Are you old and your eyesight is not good? Can't you see such a big plate of dumplings? It's so annoying!"

Zhang Hanyan stood up cursing, put away the dishes she and Zhang Qiling had used, put them on a tray, and walked out with it.

"You naughty girl, you're already clearing the dishes before I even eat. Remember to clear the dishes after I've eaten!"

Zhang Yecheng shouted at her back, his unique loud voice making her frown.

Zhang Hanyan had already walked to the door, but then she felt more and more angry, so she turned around and walked back to Zhang Yecheng.

With Zhang Yecheng's puzzled look in her eyes, she leaned close to his ear and yelled, "Don't you have hands!!!"

Her loud voice caused a great impact on Zhang Yecheng's fragile eardrums.

Even after Zhang Hanyan had walked away, his ears were still buzzing.

He kept rubbing his ears with his right hand, "You little bitch, you almost deafened me!"

Zhang Qiling silently stood up and walked back into the house to continue practicing the Fa Qiu Finger and Bone Shrinking Technique, leaving Zhang Yecheng alone in the yard complaining.

"Oh... who said that a daughter is a father's little cotton-padded jacket? My little cotton-padded jacket is leaking everywhere! My son is useless too. He only knows how to make me angry all day long!"

Zhang Yecheng picked up a dumpling and put it in his mouth, then chewed it a few times and swallowed it. The strange thing was that even though he ate very quickly, he didn't seem rude at all, but instead had a sense of elegance.