Qin An didn't know that Yin Yao had arrived in this space, and she was still living with Linghua. In fact, he didn't think much about it. Now Qin an really believes that there is destiny in the dark, so it's better to have fun in time.

"What's the matter, miss? Ten dishes are all big. We can't eat them. Do you want to let the three girls come and eat them together?"

"No, Miss Ben is hungry. She can eat!"

Linghua has tasted every dish, so she knows that the food in front of her is delicious she has never tasted before. It can only be said that the cook in the palace is much inferior to Qin'an!

There's no need to say more, because Linghua is already eating. She's not polite to Qin an at all.

And she in all start chopsticks, a dish of sweet potato directly by her elimination, see Qin An tongue.

"What's the name of this? How delicious

"Pull the sweet potato, fry the sweet potato, and then hang the syrup. Although it really needs to be eaten when it's hot, but as for you, I didn't eat a piece and you ate it all."

"You can do it yourself. Do it if you want?"

"Oh, well... I've done it many times. My wives in my hometown like it very much."

Linghua's body slightly, raised his head and frowned at Qin An.

"The wives of your hometown? Do you have many wives? "

"Well... Not much. There are a few."

"Do they look good? Are they all earth people? "

"Well, so far, it seems that they are all earthlings. There is a half breed, Yin Yao."

"Mixed blood?"

"Yes, half of her body is earth people, and half of her body is people on your sword spirit star."

"Oh

Linghua was stunned for a while and then relieved.

If Qin An is lucky enough to be his husband, then he is the king of the Qingjian clan. There are always some women in a king's harem. Otherwise, what a shame?

It has to be said that although Linghua has a strong sense of feminism, she is still a native of Qingjian people. She doesn't think it's a big deal for a man to have three wives and four concubines.

So Linghua began to eat, and this time her goal was Mapo Tofu.

"Whoa, whoa! What's the taste? My tongue and lips are numb. I've never experienced it, but it's so cool! "

"Pepper and Zanthoxylum powder, so the material is authentic, so the taste should be very strong. Have you never eaten spicy? You look like you can still eat chili, which is very similar to my taste. "

Qin An began to eat while talking, and took out wine to drink with Linghua.

"This is the fruit wine from our planet. Let's see how it tastes. It's comparable to the fruit wine from your palace."

Linghua is not polite either. They push the cup to change the cup. In the end, they have a good talk.

The main reason is that Qin'an gives Linghua a special feeling.

He is always so calm, do not regard her as a princess to respect, do not regard her as a sword God to fear, do not regard her as a beautiful woman to compliment.

Qin An is just doing himself, showing Linghua the most real and simple side.

Of course, this is not Qin An's deliberate behavior, because he didn't want to please the woman in front of him in the past. He just wanted everything to be natural.

Qin An came to the husband election meeting to win the support of the Qingjian people. The goal was not Linghua at all, but the throne.

Princess Linghua is very helpful to Qin'an. She likes to get along with Qin'an, as if he is just a little brother next door, as if there is never a distance between them.

This kind of feeling is actually very terrible. Linghua has been alone for many years, accompanied by her servant girl Zeng Huan. She thought she didn't know how to get along with other people, which is exactly the case. She didn't expect to be so comfortable with Qin An. What does it mean? Linghua doesn't want to think too much, just want to feel the moment.

At last, dusk is coming. Qingjiancheng is immersed in the joy of the festival. In fact, the other three forces are also celebrating the festival.

Shenyuan Festival is a festival of many races, including orcs, male demons, elves, Migu and so on.

The earth people in the Federation are also infected. They have been trapped for 18 years. They always have to find some reasons to celebrate and make life not so monotonous, but a little happy.

After dinner, Qin An and Linghua began to clean the table and wash the dishes themselves.

In Qin An's words, it's good for digestion to exercise after eating.

Of course, this is the old thinking of the earth people, which is very backward.

However, Linghua is willing to believe in Qin An. She has experienced housework for the first time and is ashamed of her clumsiness. She is very happy because of Qin An's careful guidance.

Love is wonderful, because all the mood will be intertwined, so that the body's hormone secretion, so as to stimulate the brain nerve, and then produce a sense of happiness.

In fact, all the feelings are just the beating of nerves, but just because of this, it means that people are still alive.After finishing everything, huan'er pouted and asked people to get a lot of food. Qin'an put them all into his own space.

See a lot of things disappear in front of you, Linghua and huaner are surprised to open their mouths, it seems that the storage space of Qin'an is really big.

"Well, even if you have enough to eat, even if you lose a lot of money today, it's worth it. Oh, by the way, why does huan'er look unhappy? "

Zeng Huan pouted his mouth, looked at Linghua and didn't speak.

"She's greedy. She's not happy that she didn't eat what you made today. Huaner, isn't it? "

"Well! I'm not rare. I'll go back to Lao Wang and ask him to make more food for me. "

"Lao Wang?" Qin An is very sensitive to repeat aloud.

"Master Wang, the chef in the back of the palace, is a good craftsman. He is absolutely no worse than you."

Mud horse, let a person in addition to a cold sweat ah, this is really a Castle Peak outside the mountain, the world is full of old Wang ah!

"Compared with Qin'an, his craftsmanship may be worse. Qin'an, let's have supper. I think huan'er seems to be greedy."

"Miss, I don't have any... But it's better to have some supper. I'll be hungry when I come back from shopping later."

Looking at the two diners, Qin An had no choice but to shake his head, and then said:

"well, you can have two simple bites. I'll treat you to a small hot pot, commonly known as Malatang or instant boiled mutton. Anyway, it's almost the same thing."

Spicy hot? What a rustic name!

However, the master and servant were still looking forward to it, so they all nodded to Qin An.

The streets are really busy.

In fact, the sense of crisis of the Qingjian people is not obvious, because the whole camp is sent in, so as long as they don't leave the camp, everything around them is still familiar.

Linghua and huan'er are all dressed in men's clothes, wearing black windbreaker and black gauze, which makes people look like ninjas.

Qin An despises the sword God very much. It seems that she is weak in all aspects except killing.

Let his face become rough and crazy at will, Qin An has another face, no one can recognize who he is.

After seeing it, Linghua was envious. Although she was a god of sword, she could not change her appearance.

Because they had dinner together, their atmosphere was very harmonious. Without mentioning the previous contradictions and misunderstandings, they walked out of the palace side by side and began to shuttle around the busy streets.

"Look over there, it's a tree folding show!"

Stacking trees?

Qin An looked around and was startled.

The so-called tree folding is that one person stands on the shoulder of another person and then stands up all the time.

Now, there are more than 50 people standing here, and the height is almost 100 meters.

Ah... It's just that the valiant constitution of aliens can play to this extent. If it's a human on earth, the person at the bottom will be crushed to death, and the person at the top will worry about falling down and falling to death.

"Everyone can take part in this game. Nanmuchen of Nanjia keeps the record of the game. He has lifted 163 people, and the height of stacking trees has reached 300 meters! So far, no one has been able to surpass it! "

"Oh? Can it hold up so much? I'm afraid the power is secondary, isn't it? The key is whether people can stand firm. "

"no, you're wrong. In fact, strength is the key."

"How do you say that?"

"Look, it's going to be a wooden pole! At the height of 100 meters, if you don't get on the wooden pole, the people on it will be unstable and fall down. After getting on the pole, the person on the top can hold it with both hands. As long as the person on the base can control the pole to stand all the time, the person on the top will not fall down easily. This kind of wooden pole is called the big tiger Festival. It is ten meters long and extremely hard. It can withstand the force of ten thousand jin. They will be connected one by one, and then support the whole height of people. "

In the story of Linghua, the people over there have already started to move.

They pass the 10 meter long wooden pole up, and then the middle joint is welded and fixed with magic items. Finally, a 100 meter long wooden pole appears. The people on the top hold the wooden pole with both hands, and the people on the bottom also hold the wooden pole with both hands. But what he has to do is to make the wooden pole stable and can't shake around. Once the wooden pole is shaken, the people on the top can't support it.

The one with the ability to fly goes up and continues to extend the height of the wood.

There are other powers that can fly up with some ordinary people and let them stand at the top.

Of course, these ordinary people are also powers, otherwise they would fall down and die.

After looking at it for a while, Qin an understood that the person at the bottom was really the key. He not only had to support the weight of all people, but also controlled the upright of the wooden pole. However, all the people at the top have a strong effect on the wooden pole, with different forces and different directions, which produces a kind of joint force, which makes the person at the bottom more difficult to control.When the final height of the tree stacking reached 150 meters, the performer finally couldn't control it. The tree stacking man collapsed and fell down one after another.

The audience around laughed and dodged quickly, fearing to be hit.

The people who fall are all powers. They can't fall to death when they jump from a height of 100 meters. They just create confusion and make the scene more noisy.

"How's it going? Would you like to have a try? "

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