Chapter 6 Planting Immortal Residence
It turns out that this Immortal Mansion was specially refined by a woman named Qianyue Xianjun in the world of immortal cultivation because she felt sorry for the difficulty of mortal survival. It can provide mortals with all-round survival guarantees.
But after the Immortal King disappeared, as time passed, the Immortal Palace was scattered among the worlds.
Because of the lack of people's wishes, it gradually declined and became what it is today.
Although he didn’t know what the immortal palace looked like in the past, the current space was enough for Zhu Mingqing.
However, this plug-in cannot disappear.
She hurriedly asked, "Little World Spirit, how long will it take for this to dissipate?"
The little world spirit also hurriedly replied: "Five hundred years."
Zhu Mingqing: ...
It's a big difference. It turns out that different races have different cognitions!
Other people’s soon may be five hundred years, but her soon may be tomorrow!
"Qingqing, are you willing to repair the Immortal Mansion? The little world spirit doesn't want to dissipate."
Hearing its pitiful tone, Zhu Mingqing sighed. She certainly didn't want to miss such a great opportunity: "But how can an ordinary mortal like me repair it?"
This is the Immortal Palace!
She had only read novels about cultivating immortals before, and although she had experienced traveling through a book, she still followed the path of a mortal.
After all, she was surprised when she found out there was space.
At least I can reach the city without having to worry about food and drink, and then use the money to build up some property and live through the troubled times in peace and stability.
Now let her repair the fairy palace?
Although there is a lot of pressure, I still feel excited and eager to try it.
The little world spirit noticed it and immediately said, "It's not difficult. Besides, there are still a lot of supplies sealed in the Immortal Mansion. They will slowly appear after repairs."
Things left behind by the Immortal Palace?
Zhu Mingqing's spirits immediately perked up: "Okay, tell me, how do we repair it?"
As soon as the words fell.
"Mother."
Luo Huai's voice was heard outside.
Zhu Mingqing hurriedly took some vegetables and wild mushrooms, left a message saying "Come back in the evening" and hurried out.
When she regained consciousness outside, she saw Luo Huai and Fen Tao walking towards her. Looking at the flat land in front of her, she quickly dug a few holes, then stood up, trying to block their sight.
Because I squatted for too long, I felt a little dizzy when I stood up, and my body couldn't help shaking.
Luo Huai was startled and quickly helped the person up. But when he saw her sweating profusely, his mood suddenly became depressed.
"Madam." Fen Tao also felt her pulse and breathed a sigh of relief after a while: "You're just tired. I'll boil some medicine later."
Zhu Mingqing couldn't help but complain inwardly: Tsk, too weak! Must train more!
Luo Huai nodded slightly and said nothing, but the hand that gripped Zhu Mingqing's arm became tighter.
Zhu Mingqing: ...
"Relax." She raised her arms, and Luo Huai realized that he was out of control.
He looked apologetic: "I'm sorry, I..."
Zhu Mingqing quickly made a pause gesture and looked at him with a frown. What was going on in this kid's mind?
She didn't do anything wrong, but she was both blaming herself and apologizing.
It's really a bit too thoughtful.
Be careful!
…
Seeing them coming back with a bunch of wild vegetables, Song sneered, "I thought they found something good, but it turned out to be rotten vegetable roots that were used to feed the animals."
"Second Madam, this is wild mushroom, a very precious thing. You can't eat it now even if you want to." Fen Tao had been holding it in all the way, and when she couldn't help it, she retorted.
The second wife had bullied her wife in the past. Even if she was angry, what was the use if the wife didn't care?
The lady now seems to have changed. She is no longer the lady who would cry when bullied.
Song's expression changed, "Who are you to dare to speak to me like that?"
Zhu Mingqing put down the ingredients and then slowly said, "Fen Tao is now a free agent. In terms of status, she should be much more noble than you."
The voice was neither salty nor bland, but it pierced people's hearts and hurt their livers.
"You..." Song was almost mad at herself. Seeing this, the girl beside her said impatiently, "Why waste your time talking to those people? My hair is all messed up. Come here and help me fix it."
"Okay, I'll be right there." Song replied quickly, then glared at them and said, "You'll have a hard time in the future," and then went back.
Zhu Mingqing couldn't help but look up at the girl. This was Luo Dan, the only daughter of the second wife.
She has an ordinary appearance, but she loves beauty and always likes to steal the fourth brother's things.
Both mother and daughter are of the same character, they enjoy bullying others.
It’s only the first day and there’s already so much going on. There’s still a long way to go.
No, she wants to split the family!
"Mother, don't be angry." Luo Huai comforted her.
Zhu Mingqing turned his gaze to him and began to think about how to successfully divide the family business.
…
Dinner was all rice porridge, one bowl per person, which was not enough to fill you up. Anyone who was hungry could pay the officials to buy food.
Chang Wu is the one who makes porridge. This is also their dinner today, and it really doesn’t taste good.
He couldn't help but move closer to Liang He and said, "Boss, today is our first day out of the capital, and we're staying out in the wild. My brothers haven't eaten enough yet. How about cooking and having an extra meal?"
Liang He glanced at the other brothers, who were not in high spirits, and nodded in agreement.
They traveled all year round, escorting prisoners, and they also prepared a horse-drawn cart with some daily necessities and food ingredients on it.
The fresh pork I bought when I left the capital was prepared to be eaten in the next one or two days, otherwise it would easily go bad over time.
More than 20 people did not feel tired and started to work again. Some started the fire, some looked for water, and some set up the pots and washed the vegetables.
"I learned a new dish from my mother this time. I'll cook it for you later." Chang Wu said happily.
Liang He chuckled and said, "You? As long as it's cooked, I'll be thankful."
Speaking of which, there is no cook in this group of people. Only a boy named Chang Wu can cook a little, but the food he cooks is always half-cooked, not to mention the taste.
They could only make do with what they had, at least they could have a hot meal on the way to exile.
Chang Wu was confident that he could do a good job this time. As soon as he put the big piece of meat into the pot, flames instantly rose up.
Liang He immediately ordered the fire to be put out, cursing, "Bastard!"
Chang Wu hurriedly smiled apologetically. He remembered that this was the procedure, but why did it seem not right?
"Mom, what should we do with these things?" Luo Huai looked at the ingredients all over the floor, his face full of confusion.
He wanted to help, but he really couldn't cook.
Zhu Mingqing said slowly, "Wait." Then he continued to stare at the officers.
After a while, a strange smell came from the air.
As she expected, these people were not very good at cooking.
After all, why would someone with good cooking skills endure this hardship?
She stood up, dusted off her clothes, and prepared to go over.
Luo Huai couldn't help but shout, "Mother, what are you going to do?"
Although these officers act normally, if you offend them, there is no place to seek justice.
"Don't worry, I'll be back soon."
Zhu Mingqing slowly walked towards the officers, and other people noticed it, especially Song, who looked like she was enjoying the show.
"Captain Liang, I know a little bit about cooking. Do you need my help?" Zhu Mingqing looked at Liang He sincerely.
Liang He was skeptical: "Can you cook?"
How could the wife of the prince of Luo's mansion know these inferior skills?
Zhu Mingqing sighed, glanced at the old princess in fear, and then showed a pained expression:
“My mother loved the food I cooked, so I learned some of it.
Don't worry, if anything goes wrong, I will compensate you.
If you can do it well, could you lend me some tools? My kids and I would also like to have a full meal."
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