Planar Trash

Because of the trouble, Cheng Jing did not dare to sell those silver coins, and the check was not cashed. She only sold the gold and precious stones that were not in question. Together with the remaining money, she finally managed to scrape together enough money to buy a shop. Bought the small shop in the university town.

The shop was previously rented by a couple from out of town as a fast food restaurant. With a little decoration, it can open for business.

During this period of time, Jingcheng experienced smoggy weather, and the visibility was less than two meters when walking on the road. Cheng Jingchi looked at the gray light spots all over the sky, feeling overwhelmed, and stayed at home all day, hatching eggs, and did not go out for several days.

Since he started practicing with Li Zhan, his nerd attributes have risen to a new height.

There is no way, his eyes are now as good as x-rays, he can see even dust particles clearly, the bad environment has forced him, a lazy single nerd, into a clean freak, it is still serious So neurotic that the world only uses two colors in his eyes—white dots and black dots.

Li Zhan recently shifted shifts and went out at two o'clock in the afternoon. Cheng Jingchi was bored at home alone and didn't want to go out. She stayed at home and concentrated on hatching eggs, oh no, raising seedlings in Qiankun Pearl.

The land he rented in Dayong Town is almost finished, and he just waits for him to send the medicinal seedlings there to plant. He has been busy arranging the seedlings in Qiankun Pearl these days.All the seeds that had been sown had broken through the ground and germinated. Cheng Jingchi had given birth to the last few acres of seedlings, exhausted her spiritual and spiritual power, and was extremely tired.

He took a shower, made a cup of fragrant tea with the elixir prepared by Grandpa Qiao, and swiped his phone on the sofa.

As usual, there is a row of 999 in the penguin group, and there are several rows of 999 in the rare WeChat group. Click to open it, and you can post about your house, your car, your girlfriend, your boyfriend, your wife, your husband, and your baby.

As a dead homesteader who has a house, a car, a boyfriend and no girlfriend, Cheng Jingchi basically just dives in when she sees this kind of topic, just looks at it and doesn't talk.

After swiping my phone for a while, I felt bored, turned on the TV, and switched to the news channel. The handsome and beautiful anchor of Jingcheng TV was broadcasting the news.

"...After the Spring Festival, although the temperature has risen, the temperature is still very low, the smog continues, and the number of children with respiratory infections has increased significantly. The number of pediatric outpatients in major hospitals has surged, and it is even more difficult to find a bed in the ward. Situation. Provincial Children’s Hospital receives nearly 6000 patients a day, and the pressure on outpatient clinics is very high. The hospital urgently increased medical staff to cope with the peak of outpatient visits.”

"...This afternoon, the reporter came to the Provincial Children's Hospital. The infusion room was full of people, and the beds in the ward were tight. Many patients could only be hospitalized on temporary beds in the corridor..."

"Spring is the flu-prone season. The climate is erratic, and the temperature difference between morning and evening is large. Coupled with the influence of haze weather, some elderly and children who are thin and have low upper respiratory disease resistance are more likely to cause diseases. Provincial Disease Experts from the control center remind everyone to pay attention to prevention, strengthen physical exercise, and improve resistance. Infants, young children and the elderly and infirm should try to avoid traveling in smog days, wear anti-smog masks when going out, pay attention to daily hygiene, disinfect frequently, and wash hands frequently.”

Cheng Jingchi: "..."

The environment is already bad enough, and it's still smoggy all day long. Is this the rhythm of killing obsessive-compulsive disorder?

Cheng Jing was furious, and picked up her mobile phone to send a short message to her boyfriend.

[There is smog again, many people are sick. 】

Li Zhan's short message was replied immediately.

[Don't be afraid, it won't affect us. 】

Cheng Jingchi likes Li Zhan's childhood tone when he used the word "we", as if a door separates the world, and only he and Li Zhan are on the other side of the door, there is a strange sense of intimacy.

He raised his wrist to look at the time, it was already 10:[-], and Lizhan would be off work in [-] minutes.

[Are you off work soon?Want me to pick you up? 】Speaking of which Li Zhan has been on duty for so long, he seldom picks him up.

Thinking of this, Cheng Jingchi couldn't help feeling a little guilty, she was really incompetent as a boyfriend.

Li Zhan was probably busy, so it took a long time to reply.

【No, I'll be there right away after get off work. Just wait at home. It's not safe to be foggy at night, so don't go out. 】

[Well, I have to go to the town to deliver saplings tomorrow, I dare not drive in such a fog. 】Cheng Jingchi looked at the hospital scene on TV, and was glad that he used the extracted psychic liquid to make water for Grandpa Qiao and Mother Cheng from time to time these days, which improved their physique to some extent. The old, the weak, the weather is so erratic, and sooner or later he has to be sent to the hospital.

The seedlings are all grown in the Qiankun Pearl. In order to deceive others, Cheng Jingchi rented a big card and used it to transport the seedlings.

[Then don't drive, let's walk over. ] Li Zhan's solution is simple and rude.

Cheng Jingchi choked for a moment, and directly complained: [So many, you have to recite them until the year of the monkey. 】

[Don't be afraid, I can recite a lot and run fast. 】

Cheng Jingchi: […]

Cheng Jingchi imagined that Li Zhan would be walking swiftly along the road with a basket on his head, a basket on his back, and a basket in each hand tomorrow, and felt a little unimaginable.

Cheng Jingchi: [Why don't you drive a truck? Let's go there early in our own car. If someone asks, they say it will be delivered at night. 】

He got his driver's license a long time ago, and it has been upgraded to a b license, but even so, he cannot deny the fact that he is actually a rookie street killer.

It doesn't matter if you drive slowly when the road conditions are good, but in this smoggy day, he is really not sure. For the safety of himself and others, he feels that it is necessary to change the delivery plan.

【good. 】 Li Zhan replied, saying, 【I'm off work and I'll be home right away. 】

Cheng Jingchi held the mobile phone and replied a dry word "Oh", feeling that there was nothing to say, she dropped the mobile phone and ran to the kitchen to cook a bowl of noodles, and returned to the living room to watch TV while eating noodles.

This time, instead of broadcasting news on TV, Jingcheng TV's own anti-war drama will be shown.

Cheng Jingchi complained while eating. After eating a bowl of noodles and washing the dishes, there was a slight click of a key being inserted into the lock and turning at the door, and Li Zhan came back.

"Did you just eat?" Li Zhan watched him come out of the kitchen, the water on his hands hadn't been wiped off, he frowned and asked.

"I ate early, but I was a little hungry just now, so I cooked some noodles." Cheng Jingchi asked, "Do you want to eat?"

The scent of noodles in the air has not dissipated, and the smell makes people have an urge to eat.

Li Zhan hadn't eaten since he went out in the afternoon, so he couldn't help but feel a little hungry at this time, so he nodded and said, "Eat."

In fact, he is not a person who particularly cares about appetite. The physical fitness of the warrior is strong. After bigu, he will not feel hungry without eating or drinking for many years. Meals are rarely missed.

Cheng Jingchi re-boiled the noodles, and Li Zhan cut a green onion, ginger, garlic or something next to him, "swish" a few times, cut horizontally, vertically, forwardly and backwardly, and flew in the air to cut various fancy cuts. The shreds are fine and even, better than a chef's knife for many years.

"Let me try it." Cheng Jingchi felt a little itchy, and strongly urged herself to play.

Li Zhan raised his eyebrows, and gave him the kitchen knife and the cutting board.

blah blah blah——

Cheng Jingchi was full of confidence, but her skills were not good enough, so she could only give up resentfully after seeing the cut results.

It seems that juggling knives is really not his specialty.

"Don't worry, this is not difficult, practice makes perfect, and besides, your talent is in refining medicine, no one can compare with you." Li Zhan comforted him, "When you become a master of alchemy someday, you will be able to do it at that time." There are countless master sword wielders begging to buy the elixir you made, which is much more beautiful than your own sword wielding."

What good is a knife?

Only when the living environment is harsh and life safety is threatened all the time, will the whole people practice martial arts. Why does the whole people of Profound Sky Continent practice martial arts?Isn't it caused by the harsh living environment and pressure?

In the Profound Sky Continent, there are three thousand small worlds, hundreds of middle worlds, and countless small worlds. The human race only occupies half of the country, and there are countless monsters and desolate beasts living together in that continent. The war between the human race and the alien race has continued for tens of thousands of years. Every day, countless aliens die at the hands of human warriors. Similarly, countless warriors die at the mouths of aliens every day.

In the war between the human race and the alien race, it is always either you die or I die.

If you don't want yourself to become a prey in the hands of others, you can only constantly force yourself to become stronger.

Although there are also wars in this world, relatively speaking, the trend of the whole world is still peaceful and stable, and only people living in this peaceful age can live so unsuspectingly like Cheng Jingchi.

He wished that Cheng Jingchi would be more lazy, less scheming, and more stupid, and never experience the cruelty of the world he lived in.

"That's true." Cheng Jingchi held the noodle bowl, thinking, why did he compete with a strange martial artist like Li Zhan in using knives?He can compete with Li Zhan in refining medicine.

He is stupid to use his own weaknesses to touch Li Zhan's strengths!You should use your strengths to compare Li Zhan's weaknesses.

Why do you have to be so hard on yourself?

Cheng Jingchi comforted herself a bit, and her mood suddenly cleared up and became better.

When the water boiled, he scooped up the boiled noodles, sprinkled chopped green onion and minced garlic, poured hot oil on it, and fried a beautiful fat poached egg, and a bowl of steaming oil-splashed noodles was ready.

Li Zhan then sat down to eat noodles, and Cheng Jingchi began to sit opposite him and watch him eat.

A handsome guy is a handsome guy, even if he wears some cheap clothes and eats the most ordinary home-cooked noodles, the picture is still amazing.

It's hard to imagine, but in just a few months, the guy with a blotchy face who fell from the vortex portal to his bathroom turned out to be his boyfriend, and he's so handsome, until now, Cheng Jingchi often still has a dreamy and unreal feeling.

Sometimes he even thinks that maybe everything he is experiencing now is just a dream, but he doesn't know it. When he wakes up from the dream one day, he will still be a lonely person, day to day. I work in the same class, with a salary that is not enough to eat and starve to death, no boyfriend, no money, no Qian Kunzhu, only an empty house and a loan from the bank.

Such a life is so sad.

Li Zhan ate the noodles very fast, he had finished eating the noodles, washed the bowls, and cleaned up the garbage in the kitchen before he finished hurting the spring.

"Go wash your face and brush your teeth." Li Zhan came back after throwing out the trash, saw him still sitting at the table wandering away, interrupted him very unromantically, and urged him to wash up.

At this time, Cheng Jingchi felt that she didn't find a boyfriend, but found an extra mother.

The two of them squeezed side by side to solve the personal hygiene problem together in the small bathroom, and then it was logical that it was time for double repair.

Because I had to get up early the next day to transport the medicinal seedlings, the time for double cultivation today was kept short. After doing double cultivation once, Cheng Jingchi fell asleep with Li Zhan in her arms.

Holding Li Zhan's waist under the blanket, when she was about to fall asleep, Cheng Jingchi still reminded her: "Remember to call me early tomorrow."

"Ah."

After a while, Cheng Jingchi was about to fall asleep, she didn't know what she thought of, and muttered: "I haven't refined medicine today..."

"It's too late today, let's practice tomorrow." Li Zhan put his arms around his shoulders and kissed him tenderly.

Cheng Jing fell asleep in seconds.

That night, Cheng Jingchi had a rare dream.

He dreamed that he had really become a master of alchemy. Countless people were scrambling to get the elixir he bought, waving banknotes. As a result, the elixir was full of elixir. Watching him chop, Cheng Jingchi woke up in fright.