Chapter 97 Sweet Tea (Please subscribe and vote)
Over there, Chu Ge started to feel a little restless as he was typing.
Why did Qiu Wuji take so long to buy vegetables? It's almost noon.
After barely finishing coding the new chapter for publication, Chu Ge could no longer sit still. He stood up and paced around the living room, wondering whether he should call her.
As soon as he turned to the door, it opened with a click. Qiu Wuji looked at Chu Ge, who was like a headless fly, in a bit of astonishment. Then he realized why, and his eyes quickly curved into crescents: "I'm back."
Chu Ge sighed, then his eyes kept turning: "Why are you wearing OL clothes again?"
I haven’t seen such intellectual temperament for a long time, it’s really beautiful.
His eyes subconsciously looked down to see if she was wearing black stockings and high heels.
It’s actually true!
Qiu Wuji had a blank expression on his face: "Have you seen enough?"
“You…” Chu Ge smiled apologetically: “I haven’t worn this for a long time.”
"I'm your assistant now, and this is the best way to dress like one."
Chugo was happy: "Yes, yes, yes!"
Qiu Wuji took off her high heels and walked in, her small feet in black stockings stepping on the ground: "Where are my slippers?"
Chu Ge bent down to pick up the slippers and brought them over happily: "Disciple will change the shoes for Master..."
The little black silk feet kicked over: "Get out!"
Chu Ge rolled over, smiled apologetically and took the things in her hand: "Look at what vegetables we bought today... Hey? A purple clay teapot? This big..."
Qiu Wuji snatched the purple clay teapot and ran to the kitchen with it in his arms: "This is a good thing! I'll make some tea for you."
Chu Ge walked in carrying another large bag of tea leaves and looked at Qiu Wuji washing the pot: "How much is this set?"
"Not expensive, just over 4,000."
Chugo: “???”
Is this woman starting to squander money?
But Qiu Wuji said, "This pot has the best spiritual energy among all the pots. I think the seller himself doesn't know that this thing has spiritual energy. He just thinks it is some kind of good purple clay that can nourish the body. Otherwise, he probably wouldn't sell it like this."
Aura!
Chu Ge became cautious. No wonder Qiu Wuji was willing to pay this money. This kind of thing is not measured by price at all. It is unknown how much effect this spiritual energy has on the training of supernatural powers, but for those who practice immortality, they are willing to buy it even if it is ten times more expensive.
Is there such a thing in the world?
Qiu Wuji added: "That young master's family is quite interesting. I made friends with her. Ha, I finally have my first WeChat friend besides you!"
Chu Ge's hair stood on end, and he was alert: "Young Master! What Young Master? How old is he!"
Qiu Wuji was stunned for a moment, turned his head and looked at him strangely, and seeing Chu Ge's nervous look, he couldn't help but chuckled: "A woman."
Chu Ge felt relieved and laughed: "Ah, making some friends, that's what I should do, it's a good thing, a good thing..."
"You are such a jerk." Qiu Wuji rolled his eyes at him, washed the kettle and continued to fill it with water. "It was only after this that I realized that I have no friends... The people I added on QQ are all your readers. I don't have any personal friends."
Chu Ge hurriedly said: "Readers are also your friends."
"Although it counts, the nature is not quite the same." Qiu Wuji smiled and said, "Mengmeng is a nice person. I'm very happy to make my first friend."
"What is Meng Meng, Zhou Yu's horse?"
"…He is the young master of the Shanjian Tea House! His name is Zhu Mengmeng."
Chu Ge held the tea bag and wondered to himself, why are the people you meet so cute even have such cute names?
He still felt a little sour, as if he was not the only one, and said sourly: "Don't think that a person is good just because he has a cute name and gives you a discount... If they don't know about spiritual energy, the cost of this thing may be less than a few dozen, and you are happy to sell it to you for thousands."
"But in reality, when there is spiritual energy, we actually win, right?" Qiu Wuji smiled and started to boil water: "Everyone thinks they win, so we become friends."
Chu Ge: “…”
What kind of magical friend theory is this?
"The bag of tea in your hand was given to you by Meng Meng. She said it's work tea, and it costs more than two hundred yuan per pound. I don't know if it's good or not, but it's better than your ten yuan bag. Anyway, we drink spiritual water, not tea." Qiu Wuji's eyes sparkled: "Chu Ge, you lacked auxiliary items for your practice before. I thought there were no such things in this world, but now I know there are. In the future, I will pay more attention to this aspect and try to make your practice more convenient."
Looking at her sparkling eyes, Chu Ge's heart was a little moved, and he said softly: "You don't have to worry so much, I feel good practicing on my own..."
"Bah." Qiu Wuji snorted, "My disciple Qiu Wuji has been training for two months but he is still in such bad shape. It's embarrassing. How can I meet all the heroes in the world?"
Chugo: "Huh?"
Are you touched by Bai?
Qiu Wuji snatched the tea bag from Chu Ge's hand and said, "Go and type your words. It's none of your business to make tea or cook."
Only then did Chu Ge realize that there was a basket of vegetables in the kitchen at some point.
He felt that Qiu Wuji had become more and more strange since he started writing his autobiography, but when he thought about it carefully, it seemed that there was nothing wrong with him. He could even serve as a secretary and pour tea for the boss, which was good...
Forget it, go back to typing, why think about this? Women’s hearts are hard to understand.
Qiu Wuji watched Chu Ge scratch his head and leave, with a smile in his eyes.
Chu Ge still doesn't understand how miraculous his own practice is.
In a place where the spiritual energy is so thin and there is no auxiliary tool for cultivation, this guy relied on daily meditation and writing while practicing distractedly, and actually reached the fifth level of Qi training in two months. After defeating Rong Fu, his Golden Bell Cover is also close to being a minor success, and there is still a small bottleneck stuck, which can be broken through.
In that world, this speed might not be considered amazing, but just average.
But under Chu Ge's training conditions, Qiu Wuji dared to say that no one could be faster than Chu Ge, including himself.
The God of Creation is the God of Creation. He is perfectly suited to the martial arts of that world.
Qiu Wuji is looking forward to it. Now that he has something to assist him in his practice, how much more surprise can Chu Ge bring him?
Will there come a day when he can really go in at will?
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Chu Ge returned to typing with peace of mind. Actually, there wasn't much content in this section. It was just a small copy plot that Chu Tiange encountered. Of course, it would be related to some actions of Yan Qianlie being accidentally destroyed later, but at this point he was just arguing with a bunch of extras, so there wasn't much to think about.
I've become more and more accustomed to the practice of splitting my attention. I also vaguely feel that I'm looking at Chu Tiange talking to someone outside the door of this copy.
I can even see the faces of these people clearly...
He wrote quickly, and the aroma of tea wafted around him unknowingly.
Chu Ge came out of that feeling of looking down on others and tilted his head to look at the beauty beside him.
She was looking at the document with some curiosity, as if after starting to write the book, she had a new perspective and understanding of her master Chu Ge's writing.
So she was looking at the document and Chugo was looking at her.
The feeling of having a "female secretary" in an OL short skirt and black stockings, who puts tea next to you... is really wonderful.
As for whether tea has spiritual energy, although it is very important, it is simply not worth mentioning compared to this.
"What are you looking at?" Qiu Wuji looked at the document and gritted his teeth: "I asked you to drink tea, not to look at me. If you look at me again, I will pour the tea over your head!"
Chu Ge hurriedly lowered his head and drank his tea.
The tea was not hot. Qiu Wuji had specially processed it to the most suitable temperature for stimulating spiritual energy.
After taking a sip, the light and refreshing fragrance goes straight into the lungs, as if there is a sweetness that spreads through the body and flows into the heart.
"How is it?" Qiu Wuji asked expectantly.
Chugo answered honestly: "Sweet."
"?" Qiu Wuji asked curiously, "That shouldn't be the case. Tea isn't sweet... Could it be the so-called sweet aftertaste? Is it so obvious?"
"No..." Chu Ge still answered honestly: "It's just because, that's the tea you made."
"Bang!" Chu Ge had another bump on his head and he squatted down with his head in his hands to defend himself.
Qiu Wuji clenched his fists, left the room angrily, and went to cook.
Really, how can there be such a boring God of Creation? You are practicing! Your mind only thinks about sweet things!
Sprinkle some salt in it next time and see if it tastes sweet!
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