Qin Gengyun came to Yunling Town half a year ago and started working at Lingdanfang.

He cleans the yard and the two alchemy rooms every day, and he is very familiar with the unused bronze furnace.

When he saw this second-hand bronze furnace in the secret hut in the East Market, he could tell at a glance that this was the one in the Lingdan Shop!

Qin Gengyun seemed to understand something when he recalled that Yang Fengshan had forbidden anyone to enter the old alchemy workshop in the name of repairs during the day.

However, the current situation made him feel a little embarrassed.

Yang Fengshan was so secretive, it was obvious that the owner of the shop didn't know about the sale of the bronze furnace.

Otherwise, he could have just put it up for sale openly at the regular Fuyuan Pavilion, without having to sneakily put it up for sale at a second-hand stall in the night market.

Since it was sold secretly without the knowledge of the shop owner, this bronze furnace must have come from an illegal source.

If I buy it myself, will it cause trouble?

If the abbot finds out, will he think that he is colluding with Yang Fengshan and is a traitor?

After all, the master is at the fourth level of Qi training and a second-level alchemist. If anyone intends to make things difficult for him, I'm afraid he will have a hard time.

"Fellow Daoist Qin, what's wrong with you?"

Mo Xiaolan noticed that Qin Gengyun looked strange, and asked in a low voice.

Qin Gengyun thought about it for a moment, then pulled Mo Xiaolan aside:

"Friend Mo, I cannot buy this furnace."

Mo Xiaolan was startled and asked quickly:

"Why? Is it too expensive? If you don't have enough spirit stones for the time being, I can lend them to you."

Qin Gengyun shook his head: "Thank you, Brother Mo, it's not about the price, it's..."

He looked at the sloppy vendor not far away and whispered a few words to Mo Xiaolan.

Mo Xiaolan looked at him in surprise, and immediately nodded: "I understand, Fellow Daoist Qin's concerns are correct, you really can't buy this alchemy furnace."

She winked at Qin Gengyun, who understood. The two walked to the bronze furnace. Qin Gengyun walked around the furnace twice, observing it carefully, and then asked a bunch of questions.

"This bronze furnace is too old. Look, there are traces of a furnace explosion. Even if I buy it, I won't be able to make pills. The fire in the furnace won't be able to be turned off. It's useless."

Fellow Daoist Zheng frowned, "Fellow Daoist Qin, don't bluff me. Although I'm not an alchemist, I still have a good eye for things. Although this bronze furnace is a bit old, it will definitely be no problem for refining low-quality elixirs."

Mo Xiaolan said from the side: "Fellow Daoist Zheng, Fellow Daoist Qin is the alchemist, how could he scare you? I guess your seller hid the flaws of this alchemy furnace from you, right?"

The sloppy vendor was skeptical, but Qin Gengyun was determined not to buy, so he had no choice but to take the two away angrily, still muttering that he wanted to find the seller to argue.

Back in the East Market, Mo Xiaolan bowed to the vendor:

"Friend Zheng Daoyou, please keep an eye out for me. If you find anything suitable, let me know immediately."

"All right."

The two returned to Mo Xiaolan's stall. Mo Xiaolan wanted to continue doing business. Qin Gengyun was about to say goodbye when he heard Mo Xiaolan say:

"Fellow Daoist Qin, I will close my stall early today. How about you wait for me for a while and go back together?"

Qin Gengyun nodded: "Okay."

Mo Xiaolan smiled like an orchid: "Then you wait for me!"

…

Narrow rainy alley.

In the kitchen of the house Qin Gengyun rented.

Qiu Zhihe stood in front of the stove, stretched out her jade hand, and a hot flame spurted out from the palm of her hand, burning under the stove, making the pot of porridge on it boil slightly.

But the flame was not strong, like the low fire used to cook soup in the kitchen.

"If you want to cook delicious porridge, there are three tricks: the first is the rice, the second is the seasoning, and the third is the heat. It must be simmered on a low fire so that the flavor of the ingredients can be integrated into the porridge."

This is what Chen Fang, the female cultivator from the Taoist couple next door, said to Qiu Zhihe during the day.

The porridge in front of him was cooked by Qiu Zhihe at the time of Shen. It was now the quarter after Xu, and it had been simmering for two and a half hours.

For Qiu Zhihe, cooking in this way can not only exercise her precision in controlling the fire, but also prove that even in the kitchen, she is no worse than anyone else.

At this time, a fragrance wafted out of the pot. Qiu Zhihe licked her lips, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

She turned her head to look at the sky outside the window and saw that the night was getting darker.

It's about time to come back.

…

"Friend Mo Dao, I've really troubled you these past two days."

"You're welcome, Brother Qin. You help me a lot every day."

On the road from the night market to the narrow rain alley, Qin Gengyun and Mo Xiaolan walked side by side.

Half a year ago, on the first day of moving to Zhaiyuxiang, the first neighbor Qin Gengyun met was Mo Xiaolan.

Later, Lingdanfang occasionally worked overtime and came home late without time to cook. He met Mo Xiaolan who was returning home from closing the night market, and the two of them ate outside together.

After a few interactions, they quickly became familiar with each other, and Qin Gengyun also admired the hardworking and cheerful Mo Xiaolan.

She is probably the most hardworking person in the entire Narrow Rain Alley, or in the entire Yunling Town.

It’s a pity that even with such efforts, Mo Xiaolan can only live in the narrow rain lane now.

What a fucking world.

The two chatted along the way and soon returned to the narrow rain alley.

"Friend Mo Dao, I'm going back."

Qin Gengyun bowed to Mo Xiaolan and turned to go into the house, but Mo Xiaolan said:

"Fellow Daoist Qin, I haven't congratulated you yet."

"Hmm?" Qin Gengyun turned around to look at her, only to see a heroic woman in plain clothes with a smile on her face:

"Congratulations on your marriage, but you didn't invite me and other neighbors to have a drink at your wedding."

Qin Gengyun said with a smile: "Friend Mo, please don't make fun of me. You know my situation. If marrying a wife and practicing dual cultivation fails this time, I will have to give up my Tao heart and find a place with green mountains and clear waters to spend the rest of my life."

Mo Xiaolan smiled brightly: "That's why I congratulate you for breaking through the third level of Qi training and advancing to the first level of alchemy master. You have succeeded in dual cultivation."

"Friend Mo, you are on the right path, and your future achievements will surpass ours!"

Qin Gengyun said sincerely.

No matter in his previous life or in this world of cultivation, he still wants to see someone as hard-working as Mo Xiaolan succeed.

"No matter what, Brother Qin, don't forget our agreement!"

Mo Xiaolan bowed and said solemnly.

One day, the two met by chance when they came home late. They drank two cups of wine while eating at a night stall and made a bold promise:

"When you and I establish our foundation, we will reveal the truth again!"

Qin Gengyun laughed: "I dare not forget it!"

Noila Mo smiled sweetly: "On that day, I will treat you to the best spirit wine!"

There are no clouds tonight, and the moonlight pours down onto the narrow alley. A man and a woman stand under their respective eaves, bowing and laughing heartily.

…

After saying goodbye to Mo Xiaolan, Qin Gengyun pushed the door open and walked into the house. He couldn't help but twitch his nose twice.

The room was filled with a fragrance.

He had smelled this smell when he went to Zhang Chengdao and Chen Fang's house for dinner.

It was the scallion and minced pork porridge cooked by Chen Fang. It was extremely sweet and delicious.

Qiu Zhihe, wearing a black dress, was seen sitting at the table with a familiar iron pot on it.

However, unlike last night, the porridge in the iron pot was emitting a fragrant aroma.

Seeing him come in, Qiu Zhihe stood up, with a rare hint of joy on her lips:

"I'm back, let's eat."

Qin Gengyun walked to the table and saw minced meat cooking in the porridge in the pot, with green onions sprinkled on it. It was delicious and fragrant.

He looked at Qiu Zhihe in surprise: "Fellow Daoist Qiu, is this the porridge sent by Fellow Daoist Chen next door?"