"This is?"
Tuoba Zhen looked curious; clearly, he had never seen this before.
Song Xia had prepared a whole basket of things to say.
Hearing him ask that question.
She was now certain that they didn't have tomatoes here.
in this way.
If she sells it as a magical fruit, there's no problem at all.
Song Xia straightened her back, her face neither blushing nor skipping a beat, and said, "This is a magical fruit that can help you lose weight. With your figure, you could eat three in one sitting. Considering our fate, I'll take a jade pendant from you..."
Three of them are this big; they shouldn't starve.
Tuoba Zhen was stunned for a moment. When he came to his senses, he looked at Song Xia and asked, "Immortal, should this be eaten before or after the meal?"
Song Xia: "..."
Are other girls just greedy?
What is he?
"Eat it as a meal! Eat it every few days."
As soon as Song Xia said this...
Tuoba Zhen burst into tears.
"You're feeding me even less than my mother! I live to eat. If I can't eat good food, I'd rather be dead. Waaah..."
It's a bit pathetic, but I really want to punch him.
A grown man crying so frighteningly.
Coming to his senses, Song Xia casually handed his dagger to Tuoba Zhen.
Tuoba Zhen's crying stopped abruptly.
What are you doing?
Song Xia glanced at him and said, "Don't you want to die? Here, this dagger of mine is fast. You just need to put it under your neck and gently slit it, and you'll be gone. Apart from a little pain at first, there won't be any other problems. Dying like this is better than you becoming so fat that you can't walk, having high blood pressure, cerebral hemorrhage, and being paralyzed in bed and unable to take care of yourself."
What, you're going to be paralyzed?
Tuoba Zhen burst into tears.
Seeing him crying with tears and snot streaming down his face, Song Xia couldn't bear to watch anymore.
She coughed and said, "If you can't accept eating like this, you can eat it differently. That is, eat it every night, and eat normally in the morning and at noon."
Tuoba Zhen sobbed and asked, "If I eat like this, will I still become paralyzed?"
So that's why he cried.
Song Xia looked directly at him and said, "If you don't eat a lot of oily and salty food, you probably won't, unless you have other illnesses."
Tuoba Zhen: "..."
He likes food that's rich in oil and salt.
Song Xia wanted to sleep and didn't want to talk to him anymore: "Alright, alright, hurry up and take it and leave. If you don't care about all that, then eat whatever you want. By the way, don't tell anyone you came here, or you won't even know how you died."
He's not stupid; how could he possibly tell anyone?
Tuoba Zhen didn't want to go back yet.
He took off the sachet from his waist and asked Song Xia, "Immortal, I see you have quite a few strange things here. Can I exchange this sachet for something else?"
The sachet is quite exquisitely made and looks rather valuable.
But being a leader is probably not easy.
It could be a collectible.
Song Xia turned her gaze to him and asked, "What do you want to change to?"
"I want to eat meat. Do you have any here? I'll eat it today, not tomorrow."
Tuoba Zhen asked the question while looking around.
He's already gotten so fat, and he still wants to eat meat!
But it's okay to eat it once.
Song Xia thought for a moment and said, "Okay, you wait!"
She gave him a small packet of beef jerky.
Tuoba Zhen took it like a curious child, looking at it again and again. After looking at it, he asked her, "Immortal, what kind of meat did you give me? I can't tell at all. The things in your immortal realm are really different. We don't even have meat like this for sale in our capital."
"Immortal Beef".
"You'd better leave now, I need to rest!"
Song Xia yawned as she spoke.
Immortal Beef?
He actually ate a cow from the sky!
Tuoba Zhen was so excited he wanted to jump up: "Immortal, thank you, thank you, I'll leave now."
He left.
Song Xia left the space and fell asleep on the bed shortly after.
early morning.
When Song Xia came out of the room and saw that Song Lao Si was still at home, she grabbed a broom and went straight to him.
Old Song hurriedly said, "Daughter, it's not that I don't want to find work, it's that I don't know what to do. Many people in the town know me, and I'm afraid they won't want me."
He was known in town for his inconsistent work habits, working only sporadically.
They were even more annoyed than Song Lao Er and the others.
Song Xia thought for a moment and said, "Since the town doesn't want you, then you can chop firewood and sell it!"
What?! Chopping wood!
A bundle of firewood costs two or three coins, and sometimes it doesn't even sell for that price.
He is like this.
How much do I need to cut to pay off my debts?
Song Laosi's face fell.
Song Xia looked at him and said, "What, you don't want to?"
"I, I'm willing, I'm willing..."
Would Song Laosi dare to say he was unwilling?
He reluctantly took the carrying pole and the machete and went outside.
Witnessing this scene, Song Qiu walked over and said with a smile, "Second sister, you're really something! We said so much before, but Father wouldn't listen to us and even scolded us..."
Before Song Xia could say anything...
Song Qiu then said, "Second sister, Mother and the others are weeding in the fields. I went ahead and just came back after using the outhouse. I've kept your breakfast warm for you, so eat it yourself. I'm going to the fields now."
"good!"
Song Xia nodded.
It wasn't even noon yet.
Old Song then returned carrying a load of firewood he had chopped.
Smelling the delicious aroma emanating from the kitchen, Song Laosi put down the firewood and headed towards the kitchen.
Song Xia was cooking in the kitchen at that moment. She took two pork bones from her spatial storage, cracked them open, and stewed them together with the pork belly she had taken from her spatial storage and the white radishes she had grown in her backyard.
"Why are you back? How much firewood did you chop?"
As soon as Song Laosi entered the kitchen, his eyes darted toward the pot, but unfortunately, the pot was covered by a lid and he couldn't see anything.
"Daughter, what did you cook? You didn't go into the mountains again today, did you? Why don't you call me 'Dad' when you go into the mountains? It's not good for you to get tired."
Song Xia raised the kitchen knife and asked, "How much firewood did you chop?"
Old Song didn't dare look around anymore. He whispered, "I... I chopped a load of firewood, but it's more than usual..."
Song Xia glanced outside and found that there weren't many more.
She said in a deep voice, "Go and chop two more loads. If you don't finish, you won't get any lunch today!"
Song Laosi: "..."
Whose daughter is so amazing!
With a mournful face, Song Laosi continued to chop.
In order to be able to have lunch.
He abandoned his previous leisurely pace and began chopping swiftly.
He directly approached the woodcutters around him.
They were dumbfounded.
Is he still the Song Laosi they know?
How did you become so diligent?
This way.
Fang Xiu and the others returned home around noon, and were all taken aback by the aroma wafting in the air.
"I know, it must be my second sister making something delicious!"
Song Qiu took off running to the kitchen.
When I came over.
Song Xia came out of the kitchen just then: "Mom, you're back! You're back just in time, we can eat right away."
"Xia'er, you've gone into the mountains again?"
Fang Xiu opened her mouth and asked.
Song Xia blinked and said, "Yes, I went into the mountains and hunted two pheasants. I sold them and bought some meat and rice. Don't stand there, wash your hands and eat."
My second older sister is really something else; she can fight people and cook delicious food too.
Song Qiu idolized Song Xia to the point of near prostration.
Fang Xiu looked around but didn't see Song Laosi, so she asked, "Xia'er, where's your father? Hasn't he come back yet?"
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