Old Zhu The death of a family of three is like a pebble thrown into a deep pool.
Although it caused some ripples in the alley, not many people mentioned it after a few days. When neighbors occasionally mentioned it, it was nothing more than a sigh.
As for the disappearance of Hou Zheng, who was renting in a dilapidated house, no one cares about it at all.
A second-rate monk who likes gambling, who cares about his life or death?
What everyone is more concerned about now is the rising food prices.
When we meet those aunts and ladies, the topic they talk about is always Spirit Rice or Tribute Rice, which are priced one day. Their faces have a slight sadness, full of worries about the coming winter.
When the first snow fell, a new family moved into Old Zhu's house.
There are five people in this family. The male owner's surname is Duan and his cultivation is fifth level of Qi Condensation. He has a wife, a concubine and two children.
Monk families like this are rare in the streets, so they have become a topic of conversation for many neighbors.
But the monk surnamed Duan has a good temper and is always smiling and polite to everyone he meets.
One of his wives was gentle and the other beautiful, and they were good at cooking. When they first moved here, they made a lot of snacks and gave them to the neighbors to share.
The two children also look very well-educated.
All in all, it made people feel good, so the family easily blended in with the neighbors.
And Wang Chen doesn't care.
He even changed his previous living habits and began to live in seclusion and spend most of his time on cultivation.
The weather is getting colder and colder.
Several consecutive games of Heavy Snow turned Dongwu Stockade into a world covered in silver.
The surrounding rolling mountains are all covered with thick snow. At night, the water drips and turns into ice. Many monks enter the state of cat winter and never leave the walled city easily.
Gathering and hunting in winter are very difficult, and many monks' lives begin to become miserable.
Especially those families who do not have enough food for winter have to find ways to survive this most difficult season.
Ta-ta!
"Coming."
Hearing the noise from outside, Wang Chen, who was drinking tea in the back room, went out and opened the courtyard door.
"Brother Chen?"
I saw my neighbor Chen Qi standing in front of the door with his head shrunk and a frown on his face.
Seeing Wang Chen, he sneered and said, "Fellow Daoist Wang, I take the liberty of interrupting you. Can we chat for a few words?"
Wang Chen politely called Chen Qi "Brother Chen," but he did not dare to think that he was superior to Wang Chen.
You must know that Wang Chen is not only the cultivation level of seventh level of Qi Condensation, but also a quite famous Talisman Master.
No matter what, it is beyond the reach of Chen Qi.
Wang Chen smiled and said, "Come in quickly."
Among the neighbors, he is most familiar with the Chen Qi family who lives across the street, and has the most daily communication.
"Fellow Daoist Wang, your family is doing really well!"
Chen Qi came to the main room and saw the layout and furnishings of the room. He couldn't help but express his sincere admiration.
Although he was familiar with Wang Chen, this was his second time visiting Wang Chen's home.
But the scene I saw last time was very different from what I saw today!
There was a thick carpet in the main room, and a fireplace was set up on the north wall. The firewood in the furnace was burning brightly, making the whole room as warm as spring.
There was a tea table in front of the fireplace, and the teapot was placed next to the fire, steaming.
The whole room was clean and tidy. Except for a few pieces of furniture, there was no mess. There were also a few calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls, which looked quite elegant.
Chen Qi Compared with the situation at home, I really feel envious from the bottom of my heart!
"It cost a lot of spiritual stones, right?"
What he liked most was the big fireplace in the room. He had never seen the same one in his memory.
I feel like Wang Chen, this Talisman Master's style and demeanor are really different from the ordinary Rogue Cultivator.
Wang Chen invited the neighbor to sit down, and then brewed a cup for him Spiritual Tea: "I just tidied up a little by myself to make it more comfortable, and it didn't cost much spiritual stones."
Chen Qi held the teacup with both hands and took a careful sip.
His unnaturally frowning brows suddenly relaxed. "What a great tea!"
In fact, it is just a very ordinary Spiritual Tea, but for Chen Qi, it is already a very luxurious enjoyment.
Wang Chen smiled and said, "Not really. If Brother Chen likes it, I can take some back later."
These Spiritual Tea were not purchased by Wang Chen Hua Lingshi, but came from a seized storage bag, with hundreds of kilograms stored in it. I don't know which unlucky guy loves tea so much.
As a result, everything was cheap Wang Chen.
"Thank you."
Chen Qi hesitated for a moment, looking like he was hesitating to speak.
Wang Chen observed the words: "Brother Chen, what do you want from me?"
He visits the Three Treasures Hall for nothing. Chen Qi is not the kind of person who likes to go from house to house and disturb other houses. There must be a compelling reason for his sudden visit.
Chen Qi gritted his teeth and said, "Fellow Daoist Wang, I don't know if your family has enough food. Can you lend me some?"
He took off the storage bag hanging from his waist and placed it on the tea table. "I'll bet this on you!"
This empty storage bag is the most valuable thing Chen Qi owns.
Borrow food?
Wang Chen was stunned. He didn't expect that the other party's intention was this.
Chen Qi misunderstood Wang Chen's reaction.
His face suddenly turned red and he whispered, "I know that food is precious now and everyone is not well-off. There is really no other way. The two boys in the family are the best at eating."
"It doesn't matter if I eat less. I just feel sad when I see my child..."
As he spoke, he became upset again. "Ahem, it's my fault. You shouldn't put fellow Daoist in trouble, so let's forget it."
He reached for his storage bag with an embarrassed look on his face.
It turned out to be empty.
This storage bag was held in Wang Chen's hand. "Brother Chen, how much do you want to borrow?"
"Huh?"
Chen Qi shook his head for a moment and replied subconsciously, "You can give it as much as you want."
"Wait a moment."
Wang Chen took the storage bag to the bedroom and came back soon.
He handed the storage bag to the anxious Chen Qi: "Brother Chen, take these Spirit Grain first, and then return them to me when you have enough money."
Wang Chen packed three hundred kilograms of Spirit Grain in his storage bag, which was the White Jade Rice that he used to farm in Yunyang Sect outer sect.
If you save some food, your family of four will have no problem surviving the winter.
Although in the hands of Wang Chen, Spirit Rice Spirit Grain has a large amount of spirit fruit beast meat, which is packed in several storage bags.
But he would not lend Chen Qi too much to help the urgent but not the poor.
Wang Chen naturally understands the principle of rice rising and rice rising and rice rising and grudge fighting rice and grudges.
Chen Qi was overjoyed and burst into tears of gratitude. "Thank you, thank you Daoist Wang, I will definitely return it to you as soon as possible!"
His eyes were red.
Although the man is said to be reluctant to shed tears, in the current situation, Wang Chen, who is willing to lend him food, is really a great benefactor!
After sending away the neighbor who had thanked him so much, Wang Chen thought about it and left home for Marketplace.
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