The next day.

Qin Gengyun went out to buy breakfast. He had been eating steamed buns in the mornings these days, so he decided to change his taste today, so he walked to the fried dough sticks stall at the entrance of the alley.

But Zhang Chengdao was also standing in front of the stall. Seeing Qin Gengyun, a smile appeared on Zhang Chengdao's dull face:

"Friend Qin, good morning."

"Good morning, Fellow Daoist Zhang, haha, good morning!"

Qin Gengyun laughed, a little unnaturally.

When I saw Zhang Chengdao, the voices of the loving couple last night lingered in my mind, and it was indeed a bit embarrassing.

Zhang Chengdao naturally didn't know. Seeing that Qin Gengyun's face was not right, he asked:

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

"Well……"

Qin Gengyun first paid a Lingzhu to buy fried dough sticks and soy milk, then pulled Zhang Chengdao aside, looked around, and asked in a low voice:

"Friend Zhang, um... there is something I want to ask you."

Seeing him so mysterious, Zhang Chengdao asked in confusion: "Fellow Daoist Qin, what's the matter?"

Qin Gengyun hesitated for a moment, and finally asked, "How long do your...bedtime affairs with your wife usually last?"

Zhang Chengdao was an honest man. When he heard Qin Gengyun actually asked this question, his face turned red.

"Fellow Daoist Qin, you, you..."

Qin Gengyun said, "Friend Zhang, please don't misunderstand me. I just got married. I am inexperienced. Seeing that you and your wife are so affectionate, I want to ask you how to be harmonious with your wife."

He was also desperate. Last night, Zhang Chengdao and Chen Fang lasted for half an incense stick and still didn't finish. Compared with his own thirty-five breaths, it was really too painful.

If you don't ask clearly, you will always feel uneasy.

Seeing Qin Gengyun's sincere words, Zhang Chengdao looked around like a thief and whispered:

"Ours... doesn't take long, usually only about an incense stick."

Qin Gengyun laughed and said, "I see, Brother Zhang, thank you very much."

After saying that, he didn't say anything more and went back with his breakfast.

A stick of incense.

In my previous life, it was about half an hour.

For a monk, it is indeed not long.

But compared to thirty-five breaths, that is too long.

Qin Gengyun changed his mind, but Fellow Daoist Qiu has a special physique!

Maybe, if I meet an ordinary female cultivator, I can also burn a stick of incense for her?

Qin Gengyun shook his head. I was also crazy. In order to prove this point, should I try it on other female cultivators?

This is ridiculous.

Qin Gengyun stopped having wild thoughts and returned home. Qiu Zhihe was just sitting up from the bed. The quilt had slipped off, revealing her jade-like shoulders under her black underdress.

"Fellow Daoist Qiu, I'm sorry, I thought you were still asleep."

Qin Gengyun quickly turned his head away and asked Qiu Zhihe to put on her clothes quickly.

This was a kind of tacit understanding between him and Qiu Zhihe.

The dual cultivation between the two of them at night is more like completing a task, unlike a couple who truly love each other, who apart from the boring work, also have a lot of intimate interactions.

During the day, the two of them kept their distance tacitly, even avoiding each other when changing clothes.

Just like now, even if Qin Gengyun happened to see Qiu Zhihe in dishevel, he would not look at her for long.

Soon, Qiu Zhihe got dressed and went to the kitchen to wash up. When she came out and saw the fried dough sticks and soy milk on the table, Qin Gengyun smiled and said:

"Fellow Daoist Qiu, we eat steamed buns every day, let's change the taste today."

Qiu Zhihe sat down silently, picked up a long and thick fried dough stick, broke it into two pieces, and put it into the rosy cherry mouth.

Qin Gengyun was stunned and murmured:

"Fellow Daoist Qiu, you are becoming more and more attractive."

"Smell?" Qiu Zhihe lowered her head and smelled herself, wondering:

"What does it smell like?"

Qin Gengyun smiled and said nothing. He quickly finished his portion and stood up and said:

"I'm leaving first."

Qiu Zhihe nodded, Qin Gengyun walked to the door, and suddenly turned back and said:

"Fellow Daoist Qiu, what I mean is that you are becoming more and more feminine."

After saying that, he opened the door and went out.

"Female... smell?"

Qiu Zhihe smelled herself again, her round little face full of confusion. She opened her little mouth and bit off the fried dough stick in her hand with a click.

…

Qin Gengyun came to Lingdanfang.

The atmosphere in the workshop today is even stranger than yesterday.

The abbot hasn't arrived yet, and Yang Fengshan is...looking for someone to borrow money!

That’s right, Qin Gengyun has been at Lingdanfang for more than half a year, and Manager Yang has always been arrogant and domineering.

But today, he saw everyone with a smile on their face and a gentle voice:

"Fellow Daoist, can you lend me some spiritual stones?"

Even when facing Fang Chao, who had always been bullied by him, Yang Fengshan was smiling, as if he was treating his old father.

"Uncle Fang, my family is in urgent need of money. I know you have quite a bit of savings. Can you lend me... ten spirit stones?"

Fang Chao's face turned pale with fear, and he begged for mercy:

"Manager Yang, please don't bother me. My wife and I have used all the spiritual stones we earned to pay for my daughter's tuition. I'm sorry."

Seeing Yang Fengshan's face turn ugly, Fang Chao had no choice but to grit his teeth and take out two spiritual stones from his body, reluctantly handing them over to Yang Fengshan:

"Manager Yang, I only have these two spirit stones."

Yang Fengshan snorted coldly, grabbed it, and then went to Wang Ping and Xu Li to borrow money. These two people often hang out in brothels and are not as good as Old Man Fang. Due to the face of Yang Fengshan, the manager, they could only reluctantly take out a spirit stone.

After Yang Fengshan borrowed a round, he finally came to Qin Gengyun, who had a bitter look on his face:

"Manager Yang, you know I can't even afford to rent a house in Qingluo Lane. I live in Zhaiyu Lane, where the rent is the cheapest. I have emptied my pocket and can only come up with fifty spirit baht. I am really sorry."

"Only fifty spirit baht?" Yang Fengshan snorted, his smile turned into disdain, but he still took the fifty spirit baht.

After Yang Fengshan walked away, Qin Gengyun walked to Wang Ping and Xu Li and asked in a low voice:

"Is there something wrong at Manager Yang's home?"

He had just made a rough calculation and found that Yang Fengshan had received at least seven or eight spirit stones from the loan, which was not a small amount.

Moreover, judging by his usual behavior, he would most likely not return these spirit stones.

This is considered half a robbery.

Wang Ping said with a spit, "I actually hope something bad happens to his family! This shameless thief, he is borrowing our spirit stones to pay the bride price to marry a woman!"

"bride price?"

Qin Gengyun was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and laughed.

In his previous life, he had seen many people borrowing money to make up for the bride price, but he didn't expect that such a thing would still happen after traveling to the world of cultivating immortals.

Come to think of it, the female cultivators he had dated before often asked for a dowry of three to five hundred spirit stones, and also required a spiritual vein and immortal palace. Yang Fengshan was just the manager of a small alchemy workshop, and his monthly income was at most five or six spirit stones.

Where can I afford such a large amount of dowry?

I just don’t know what the female cultivator that Yang Fengshan is going to marry looks like, and she actually made him swallow his pride and ask the low-level pharmacists in the alchemy workshop for money.

After this episode, everyone continued to work (slacking off), and soon it was You time, and Qin Gengyun walked out of Lingdanfang on time.

He did not go home directly, but came to Yanzhi Pavilion.

When Qin Gengyun saw the magic robe worn by the middle-aged male cultivator last night, he remembered that Qiu Zhihe had been cultivating spiritual herbs for him recently, and it seemed that she had lost a lot of spiritual energy. If he bought her a magic robe that could speed up the recovery of spiritual power, she would probably be very happy.

"Fellow Daoist Qin, are you here to buy a jade hairpin for your wife again?"

It was the female cultivator who had had a blind date with Qin Gengyun. When she saw Qin Gengyun come in, she stepped forward to greet him enthusiastically.

Qin Gengyun cupped his hands and said, "Fellow Daoist, I want to choose a magic array robe for my wife. Do you have any suitable ones here?"

"Magic array robe?" The charming lady's eyes lit up and a smile appeared on her face:

"Fellow Daoist Qin, have you forgotten? My last name is Chen, you can just call me Chen Jia."

Qin Gengyun said: "Fellow Daoist Chen, please take me to see the magic array robe."

"Okay, Fellow Daoist Qin, please follow me."

Chen Jia's smile became more charming. She took Qin Gengyun to the wooden rack full of clothes and pointed at a red cloud-patterned pleated skirt:

"Fellow Daoist Qin, the lining of this skirt is embroidered with a 'Spirit Recovery Formation', which can speed up the recovery of spiritual power. The style is also very beautiful, suitable for a beautiful newlywed woman."

Qin Gengyun looked up and down at the skirt, and the image of Qiu Zhihe's pretty appearance in her red wedding dress that night came to his mind. He asked:

"How much spirit stones does this skirt cost?"

Chen Jia smiled and said, "Twenty spirit stones."