Perhaps the conditions offered were too generous and Han Zi did not accept them, so Chen Qian still did not receive a response.
Chen Qian sighed. His wife, Lao Long, was born to be a hard worker. She would take a break whenever she got a holiday, as if she was afraid that she would enslave her in the future.
Is she that kind of person?
"This benefit is out of date."
Chen Qian added, then deftly put away his new dragon-summoning tool, preparing to dump it out later...
It's a bit of a waste, why not use it to fertilize A Ling?
Let her think about it, how far away from the tree roots should it be buried?
"...While I was recuperating, you treated me like this?"
Han Zi dragged out a sad tone and slowly accused the master of the contract of being unscrupulous.
God knows how much effort it took him to struggle out of all this chatter.
If I am a step later, I will have to work harder in the future!
When he was still a human being, he worked one day and had six days off. Even if he worked overtime occasionally, he had benefits that allowed him to make up for it with good food and drink.
After doing so much work, he realized that he only earned enough to work six days and rest one day?
how?
Now if you work hard, it’s not your salary that increases, but your working hours, right?
"Han Zi!!!"
Chen Qian heard the familiar half-dead voice and was so excited that he almost threw away the fertilizer for A Ling...
Well, now that Azhi is awake, let’s feed him.
Han Zi: I will die with my eyes open.
Jiang Lingrui: Escape from death.
"...Yeah, I'm here."
Hearing the familiar answer again, Chen Qian almost cried with joy.
As for why it is almost.
Perhaps it was because some of the rice was accidentally spilled just now, the smell became even weirder, and it immediately brought her back to her senses.
If I cry again now, it must be because of the food.
Chen Qian quickly put down the bowl, but was afraid that if he showed too much disgust towards the props for summoning the old dragon, the other party would find out, so he immediately called Han Zi out to eat.
"Azi, it's good that you're awake, it's good that you're awake... I just made you a... ahem, this dish is called 'Qi Men Dun Jia', it's made with seven kinds of twelve-level exotic meat, I guarantee that one bite will make you rejuvenated, come out and try it~"
Han Zi: “…”
He is just too lazy to use his brain, not that he has no brains.
Putting aside other things, how could he not know what kind of culinary skills his own master has?
But seeing Chen Qian's eyes full of expectation, Han Zi's heart suddenly softened and he almost wanted to agree to everything.
That won't work.
He would die with his eyes open after eating this meal.
So, Han Zi, who hadn't used his brain that much in order to avoid working, immediately came up with a way to divert his attention. He tried to make his question more sincere, "Qianqian, why is this dish called this?"
Han Zi's voice sounded more energetic at this moment.
I have to say, no matter how bizarre the method was, Chen Qian really stumbled upon the right path.
Is this probably the tacit understanding between people in love?
Chen Qian, who came up with this name on the spur of the moment: "..."
Could she say that she blurted it out because she watched a movie of this type a few days ago?
That definitely cannot happen.
Summoning the old dragon every day doesn't sound very glorious, and it will not be conducive to maintaining balance in the future.
So Chen Qian replied with a more sincere expression and voice, "There must be a glimmer of hope in Qimen Dunjia. I thought this was a good implication, so I used it as the name of the dish. When I was selecting the ingredients, I deliberately chose seven, removing one of the eight Qimen. Missing the Death Gate also has another layer of meaning."
Chen Qian couldn't continue with the story.
No one can remember the movie so clearly!
However, when Han Zi heard these words, every word really confused him.
Han Zi, who originally wanted to recover as fate dictated, now had the urge to work hard to get better and not let his little master worry about him every day.
But, this bowl of Qimen Dunjia...
Han Zi felt that the seven ingredients that the master of the contract had used did not remove the door of death, but rather combined them into a door of certain death.
He finally wanted to live a good life with Qianqian.
As a result, Qianqian actually wanted to send him off personally?
"Azi?"
Chen Qian called out softly, afraid of disturbing Han Zi and also afraid that he would fall asleep again.
"...Well, Qianqian, thank you for your effort. I will absorb all this energy." Han Zi directly changed the concept from eating to absorbing energy.
Anyway, in his current state, he can absorb it without eating it.
Chen Qian didn't find anything unusual. She was already very happy that Han Zi could wake up. The other party could absorb energy well, which was better than anything else.
"Yeah, if that's not enough, I'll give you some more beast cores."
Han Zi refused this time, "No, these are for you."
As he spoke, a small white ball of light spit out something in front of Chen Qian.
"My ring!" Chen Qian's eyes lit up. This was all her property!
She was really surprised that Han Zi had kept it well until now!
When her Black Dragon Egg is not watching the show, she still feels at ease.
"Thank you for your hard work~ Ah Zi~ Come, give me a kiss~"
Chen Qian was dazzled by his own wealth, his enthusiasm doubled, and he immediately blew a kiss.
She will go count her possessions later!
However...Han Zi remembered to bring back his ring, but forgot to bring A Ling back as well.
If Jingzhe hadn't found A Ling, he would still be wandering in the Kumona galaxy.
This thought flashed through his mind, and before Chen Qian even had time to feel sorry for Jiang Lingrui, he was distracted by Han Zi's words.
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