Ying Chenggong's "illness is not only a cultivation poison, but also a very troublesome one. I didn't say much earlier, but if it weren't for the fact that his entire life force and demonic power hadn't been transformed into physical power, and physical power is the nemesis of this kind of vicious cultivator's poison, this person would have undoubtedly died!"
A cool breeze is blowing, the spring wind is caressing our faces, and tender green grass is already sprouting from the soil by the roadside.
Looking back, two years have passed in the blink of an eye. Zhang Guodong reminisced about the past, lost in thought.
What would his life be like without the "nine-story pagoda"? Perhaps he would still be struggling to find a stable job, and his parents might be worried sick.
Thinking of the elegant and refined celebrity wife, the wealthy yet stubborn Li Yun, the mature and beautiful Xiang Chunyan, the Ye Yun who likes to call herself a "little man," and the worldly-wise and passionate Qin Lina, in the blink of an eye, he already has several female confidantes around him.
The three little ones are now over a year old and can call me "Dad".
Thinking about it, Zhang Guodong smiled. He subconsciously touched his chest; the nine-story pagoda—though he didn't know its origin, it had at least changed his fate.
future?
He is content with all he has. He has no worries about the future. Whether it brings fortune or misfortune, he will let nature take its course.
"A pancake, a pancake, a unique pancake from northern Shaanxi!"
Just then, a shout rang in his ears. "Huh? It's so late, and someone's still selling snacks in the dark?" Zhang Guodong walked over.
In the provincial capital, vendors hawking snacks are now extremely rare. Urban redevelopment, with collusion between developers and certain government officials, has decimated many areas catering to lower- and middle-income groups, leading to frequent forced demolitions and the displacement of many disillusioned residents. Furthermore, the city management officials, with signs proclaiming themselves "villains," also prohibit small vendors from operating in the streets and urban areas.
Zhang Guodong snapped out of his daze and looked around. He realized this was a redevelopment area, with only a few buildings remaining. But people were still coming and going, the lights were bright, and it was quite lively.
A peddler carrying a load on a shoulder pole walked by. At one end of the pole was a small bucket containing "seasoning soup," and at the other was a round basket woven from wormwood, covered with a white cloth.
This is a typical snack from northern Shaanxi province, something that used to be commonly seen several years ago. However, it's much harder to find now.
Zhang Guodong stopped in his tracks, seemingly able to smell the special aroma of vinegar emanating from the small bucket.
"Master, may I take a look at these pancakes? How much are they?"
The vendor glanced at Zhang Guodong and said briskly, "Vegetarian rolls are 1.5 yuan each, three rolls of dried tofu rolls are 3 rolls each, and meat rolls are 1.5 yuan each. Young man, want some?"
He put down the load and uncovered the white cloth. Sure enough, it was the pancake, a specialty snack from northern Xiqin, that Zhang Guodong ate during his middle school years. This was completely different from the pancakes from southern Xiqin.
The pancakes in this basket are as thin as paper, as white as silk, and as beautiful as flowers, especially with the small squares scattered on them, making them works of art in themselves.
It can be rolled up to become a "vegetarian roll", or rolled with specially made fragrant tofu to become a "vegetarian roll", or rolled with cooked pork head meat or cooked pork thigh meat to become a "meat roll".
But don't rush to eat it. The pancakes from northern Xiqin have another crucial step: a bucket filled with a secret recipe of "fragrant vinegar soup." Even if you drink it in big gulps from a bowl, it won't make your teeth feel sour; in fact, it has a subtle sour taste and tastes incredibly fragrant.
The rolled-up pancakes, soaked in this "seasoned vinegar soup," were incredibly delicious.
It is said that another way to eat it is to roll it up, dip it in spicy lard, and then drink the soup. The taste is different, but this one is more suitable for friends who like spicy lard.
"Okay, one vegetarian piece, one piece of dried tofu, and two meat rolls! Chef, please add more soup!" Zhang Guodong and the vendor found a relatively spacious spot with lights and started picking up the food.
The pancakes were all rolled up. He picked them up with chopsticks, counted them, and gave Zhang Guodong a bowl, placing them neatly one by one. Then he took a small bowl to scoop out the "seasoning soup," the amber-colored broth, the aroma of which made Zhang Guodong extremely nostalgic.
Zhang Guodong ate with practiced ease, finishing the pancake in no time. He didn't throw away the soup, however; that was the real delicacy, even more enjoyable to drink. The vinegar wasn't the commercially available "fragrant vinegar"; it was homemade according to an old recipe. He didn't know what ingredients were in it, but it was much more fragrant than store-bought vinegar.
With the addition of other seasonings, the flavor becomes even more memorable.
After finishing his meal, Zhang Guodong bought a 60-yuan pancake with vegetables, and then took about a third of the soup from the small pot, which he bought for his parents and Taoyuan Xiaozhu.
Sixty yuan, but I bought a whole bunch of stuff. I wonder if I can finish it all.
When Ye Cuihua saw her son come home late at night carrying several large bags, she asked curiously, "Son, what are you carrying? Pancakes?"
Her eyes lit up as she spoke. Mom smelled a familiar scent!
"It was Mom, she guessed it right away!" Zhang Guodong flattered her. "On my way back, I ran into a fellow villager selling pancakes, ate some, and bought some more!"
"Dad, I want to eat too!" At this moment, three little heads popped out from behind Mom. Zhang Wen was always the first to speak. Hearing from Grandma that it was food, his mouth immediately watered.
These three. The little guy is still awake! But it's not too late, only a little past eight o'clock at night.
"Me too!" Zhang Xiaotong, the pretty girl, wasn't reserved at all today, tilting her head back.
Zhang Hao's older brother is trying to pretend.
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"Okay, we have them all!" Zhang Guodong said with a smile. During his few days at home, he had grown much closer to the three little ones.
"Lele and Xiaoyun are back too, go to their room and call them. I'll call our in-laws; it's been so long since we've had this, I'm sure they'll love it!" Mom said with a beaming smile, quickly gathering up the bags. Then she turned to the three little ones and said, "It'll be ready in a minute. Sit still, or no one will get any food!"
As soon as Mom mentioned it, the three little ones rushed over to the sand, climbed up with all their might, and sat down. Hey, they were pretty nimble!
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Indeed, the three little ones are only a little over a year old, but they run very steadily, and their "skills" are quite good, far surpassing those of other children their age.
Zhang Guodong said, "Oh, right, Mom. I'll set aside some for Taoyuan Xiaozhu."
"Oh, okay, we can't finish all this." Mom suddenly remembered Xuan Qingji and another lovely girl, Qingzhu. "Son, how are Qingbo and Qingzhu?"
Zhang Guodong was surprised, but immediately said, "It's great, they like the quiet environment!"
"That's good! We'll invite that girl over for dinner another day! How inconsiderate of you!" Mom nodded and went into the kitchen.
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Zhang Xiandong shook his head; his mother was being too enthusiastic. Invite Xuan Qingying and Qingzhu to dinner? Qingzhu might be willing, but Xuan Qingbai? Forget it. Cultivators at a certain level can go ten days, half a month, or even a month or two without eating, replenishing themselves with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
Xuan Qinghui can go a month without eating and nothing will happen to him.
After staying at home for about an hour, Zhang Guodong comforted the two women, then reluctantly went downstairs and drove towards Taoyuan Xiaozhu.
If he stays any longer, he'll probably soon find himself in a harem.
Peach Blossom Abode is now quiet and dark. Since Li Yun, Qin Lina, and Qingzhu entered Peach Blossom Abode, Xuan Qingxuan is the only one left here, and there is no one to cook.
Zhang Guodong's car headlights shone far into the distance, and Erhei, Erqing, and the little bird couple immediately started arguing. They knew their master had arrived!
Sure enough, when Zhang Guodong drove into the yard, as soon as he opened the gate, Erhei and Erqing came running enthusiastically, trying to lick his face. But they stopped themselves.
They remember that if they got Zhang Guodong's clothes dirty, they would withhold the crystals.
"Go back to sleep!" Zhang Guodong waved his hand, and they all disappeared. The little parrot couple had also become smarter, which seemed to be related to the crystals Zhang Guodong occasionally bestowed upon them.
This crystal can improve an animal's physical condition and some internal aspects?
He parked the car and turned on the yard lights. Xuan Qingning's room remained as calm as ever. Zhang Guodong hesitated for a moment, then knocked on the door.
If it weren't for the ability to sense Xuan Qingbo's long, drawn-out breaths and the fact that his divine sense could "see" that Xuan Qingbo was meditating, Zhang Guodong would have thought that no one else was in the courtyard.
This senior sister is truly a cultivation fanatic; when she cultivates, she doesn't even care about her daily life. However, Zhang Guodong looks down on such cultivation. Even with the best cultivation, the concentration of spiritual energy is limited, so it can't be done quickly.
Of course, Zhang Guodong dared not underestimate Xuan Qingban's understanding of the "essence of cultivation." The essence of cultivation is a basic comprehension, followed by the comprehension of laws. Zhang Guodong's understanding of the basics was completely blank, but because he had acquired magical power early on, he directly started with the laws. In this respect, he was a novice, but Xuan Qingban had been guided by the Grand Elder since childhood, something he could not match.
With enough accumulated experience, Xuan Qingji's cultivation speed might increase rapidly once she encounters a suitable opportunity.
"Who is it?" a cold voice came from inside. Zhang Guodong felt a chilling killing intent rush towards him, and then it locked onto him.
Zhang Guodong didn't take the murderous intent to heart. He could easily retaliate if he didn't want to, but there was no need.
"Senior Sister, it's me. I have something important to discuss with you," Zhang Guodong said.
"Snap!" The lights in the room came on.
"Come in!"
Xuanqing's long, flowing hair and black dress mostly concealed her imposing figure. Zhang Guodong glanced at her briefly after entering the room, then quickly put her away.
This woman was truly cold to the bone. But that's also what makes her so alluring. Every man wants to conquer her. However, that man has to be very strong.
"Have you thought it through?" Xuan Qingban frowned slightly, his tone warming a little.
"Senior Sister, let's not talk about that now. My mom asked me to bring you some food, I guarantee you've never had it before. Come, sit down!" Zhang Guodong didn't answer, but put down the bag he was carrying and went to get a bowl and a basin. This made Xuan Qingxu's breathing become quite heavy. But he quickly calmed down and actually sat down on the sofa.
I glanced at the food, somewhat puzzled. The pancakes did look very appealing. But once I tasted them, they tasted even better.
"Eat first, then we'll talk business," Zhang Guodong said after taking out the food. Seeing that Xuan Qingban seemed unmoved, he immediately said.
"This is how you should eat it!" Zhang Guodong demonstrated.
Xuan Qinghui hesitated for a moment, then picked up her chopsticks with an elegant and amusing gesture. It seemed she had never eaten alone with a man before.
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