Instead, she went to a stall that specialized in selling women's accessories, took a look around, and carefully selected and bought the cheapest hairpin.
No matter in which world or which era, there is no woman who doesn't like gifts.
This is one of the most powerful ways to improve your relationship as a couple.
Carrying the packaged hairpins and a few bags of medicinal herbs, Chen An set out on his journey home.
I was lucky today. Nothing happened on the way out and on the way home, and I returned home safely.
"Fellow Daoist Chen, did you go to the market to buy some herbs to make pills?"
Chen An was about to go forward and push open the door when he heard an elderly man's voice from the side.
When I turned around, I found that it was an old monk who lived next door.
A sloppy image.
There was also an unpleasant sour smell coming from his body.
You can tell at a glance that he hasn't taken a shower for a long time.
The old monk came over, looked at the herbs on Chen An's back, shook his head and said, "Fellow Daoist Chen, refining pills is so boring. You work so hard for a month, and at most you can only earn one or two low-grade spirit stones."
"You might as well go to the gambling house with me. You can easily earn a dozen or twenty low-grade spirit stones a day."
"It makes money much faster than refining pills."
Chen An took a look at the tattered clothes on him and felt speechless.
If it's so easy to win money in the gambling house, why are you still dressed so tatteredly?
Gamblers are hopeless!
Chen An thought so in his heart, but he still said in a good manner: "My luck is not as good as Wang Daoyou's. I have been plagued by bad luck since I was a child. I am afraid that I will lose my pants if I go to the gambling house."
Upon hearing the word "bad luck", the old monk immediately took a few steps back, indicating that he wanted to stay away from Chen An.
But soon, he walked forward again and said to Chen An:
"Fellow Daoist Chen, I'm a little short on money lately. Can you lend me a few low-grade spirit stones?"
"When I win, I'll give you double the money!"
Twice? It's like throwing meat buns at a dog and never coming back! Thinking of this, Chen An declined politely, "Friend Wang, you're late. I just spent all my savings on buying medicinal herbs and now I'm penniless."
"How about this, Fellow Daoist Chen, give me all these herbs and I'll sell them. Then I'll go to the gambling house and win a few dozen low-grade spirit stones. I'll give you half of them. How do you think?"
"Still no."
After Chen An finished speaking, he immediately walked into his room and closed the door, no longer wasting time arguing with the old monk.
Upon seeing this, the old monk became so angry that he started cursing, saying that Chen An only knew how to make pills all day long and that he deserved to be so poor!
Come to the alchemy room.
Chen An poured out all the medicinal herbs he was carrying on his back and sealed them in a special wooden box.
I was thinking that after my alchemy level has been raised to the intermediate first level, I would then come in to make pills.
Walk out of the alchemy room.
Chen An realized later that the house was very clean and spotless.
He knew that it was most likely done by his young wife.
"Husband!"
Song Huaying came out of the room and saw Chen An standing outside. She immediately went to greet him with joy on her face.
Today, from the conversation between Chen An and Manager Zhang, she learned that Qingshi Town had been destroyed. As a result, she has completely lost her sense of security in this world and is worried that Chen An will never come back after going out.
Fortunately, Chen An finally returned safely.
This made her feel relieved.
"Ying'er, what happened to your finger?"
Chen An noticed that his wife's left index finger was wrapped in a layer of cloth, and he could see a little blood seeping out of it. He couldn't help but look concerned.
Feeling her husband's concern, Song Huaying felt sweet in her heart and explained softly, "Just now when I was cooking in the kitchen, I accidentally got cut by a knife, but the wound is very shallow and it's not a big deal."
After hearing this, Chen An didn't say much. He immediately took out a bag of medicine powder that he carried with him from his arms, gently untied the bandage for his young wife, and carefully sprinkled a little medicine powder on it.
Then in the next second, the wound on the index finger began to heal rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
It recovered in just a short moment and there was no sign of injury.
Song Huaying was shocked, thinking what kind of magical medicine this was! Then, she suddenly became a little annoyed and said:
"My dear husband, this elixir must be very precious. It's all my fault that I was clumsy and made you waste it."
"My husband is an alchemist. I can make as much medicine as you want. It's not worth much."
Seeing his little wife looking lost, Chen An comforted her.
"My dear, I just cooked a table of food. It's all warmed up in the kitchen. Are you hungry? I'll go to the kitchen and bring it to you."
"I'm just a little hungry. Sorry to bother you, Ying'er."
In fact, Chen An was not hungry at all, he just didn’t want to waste his wife’s kindness.
Soon, Song Huaying brought out all the food.
Chen An took a look at the dish and thought it looked delicious.
So, under the gaze of his wife, he picked up a pair of chopsticks and started to try the food.
As a result, he almost died on the spot after eating this!
Oh my god, this dish is so disgusting! Even the dog shook his head when he saw it!
Sure enough, I was overthinking. My little wife was a rich lady who had never touched a woman's house before. How could she cook delicious food? She was proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting.
"Husband, how does it taste?"
Seeing that her husband had already started eating, Song Huaying couldn't help but ask with anticipation.
Chen An said against his will: "It's delicious."
After dinner, he took out the hairpin he bought in the market and gave it to his little wife. He gently put it on her hair with his own hands.
Song Huaying liked this hairpin very much, and her affection for Chen An grew rapidly.
[You gave your wife Song Huaying a beautiful hairpin, and she liked it very much. Your relationship with your wife +1.]
…
In a blink of an eye, several days passed.
Song Huaying, who had just become a wife, had completely recovered her health at this time.
In fact, my physical fitness is much stronger than before.
Because during this period, Chen Anke often made soup for her, adding all kinds of precious medicinal herbs to it.
"Ying'er, it's getting late, it's time to go to bed and rest."
"Um……"
Song Huaying looked shy, knowing what was going to happen next.
For several days.
Open the panel and take a look.
The alchemy experience has exceeded 100.
【Name: Chen An】
[Cultivation: Qi Refining Level 3]
[Alchemy: First-level elementary level (102/100)]
[Spouse: Song Huaying]
[Offspring: None]
"My proficiency is high enough, I can make a breakthrough."
Chen An put away the panel and without caring about being intimate with his young wife, he could not wait to go to the alchemy room to make a breakthrough.
Arriving at the alchemy room, he skillfully set up the furnace and started the fire.
I randomly picked a basic elixir that was easier to refine and immediately started refining it, looking for the feeling of a breakthrough.
This time the breakthrough was unimpeded.
It's done in a moment.
[Alchemy: First-level intermediate (102/500)]
Chen An was only excited for a short while, and soon he took out all the medicinal materials from the special wooden box and began to diligently make pills.
Song Huaying was very virtuous. During this time, she came and knocked on the door, asking if there was any way she could help.
Because the alchemy room was too stuffy and unbearable for a mortal body, Chen An did not let her come in to help.
Although she couldn't go in to help, Song Huaying was not idle either. She did other housework in the house.
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PS: Putting out the bowl, asking for monthly votes and recommendation votes!
(End of this chapter)