The Happy Farmer Wanderer-Chapter 722 The Woman Who Walked Out of the Ancient Tomb_1

Chapter 722: Chapter 722 The Woman Who Walked Out of the Ancient Tomb_1

After a simple lunch, Li Qing took Tang Rou and went straight back to the village.

He planned to settle things in the village a bit, and then stay in the mountains for a few days to get a taste of the Cultivation World.

According to his master, Long Eyebrow’s brush with death and subsequent step into the Nascent Soul was a big deal for the Cultivation World, and it could be considered a grand event, an excellent opportunity to see the world.

Back at the convenience store, Li Qing transferred fifty thousand yuan to Tang Rou, telling her to get things sorted out so she could start on that plan of hers.

Tang Rou, looking at the largest sum of money she had ever received on her phone, had a slightly conflicted expression, "Do you really need me to learn more and then compensate you by sleeping with you?"

"Can you not make it sound like a transaction? When you always put it that way, it makes me doubt whether you’re here to work for me or if I’m soliciting you, which is very inappropriate. Just follow your mood in the future; if you feel like having a man, you can have a man, other times, no need to pressure yourself," Li Qing said with a smile, Tang Rou’s habit of always getting clear accounts of everything really left him somewhat helpless.

Tang Rou gave a light smile, "Okay, I won’t talk about it anymore. Then I’ll take off first, go to the town or city to find a place to stay."

"Head to the city; it’s not that far anyway," Li Qing suggested. "Living in the town, Xu Sanwang and his wife will bother you every day, and they’ll annoy you to death. Although it’s a bit farther to the city, it will save you a lot of trouble."

Tang Rou nodded seriously and then left the convenience store.

He was Li Qing’s first true employee, and she had even taken the initiative to offer.

After sitting in the convenience store for a while and dealing with a few customers, Li Qing called Wu Xingxing.

At this time, she should already be awake.

Li Qing planned to ask her to come watch the store while he went to meet the other women.

Since Qin Wenjun had specifically mentioned it to him, he needed to take care of this matter.

It turned out that Wu Xingxing seemed to still be in bed, her voice lazy like a little kitten’s, asking Li Qing where he had gone.

Li Qing laughed helplessly, "Get up, will you continue sleeping until it’s dark?"

"Is it almost dark? Is it really?" Wu Xingxing suddenly exclaimed, "Oh no, is it already almost three o’clock?"

"No worries, take your time with your own business," Li Qing said with a smile.

She really could sleep, it was this late already.

"Take your time, I’m here at the store," Li Qing said with a smile.

As he was speaking, two graceful figures walked into the convenience store.

"What would you like to buy?" Li Qing asked casually, but upon a closer look, his eyes suddenly bulged in shock.

He hurriedly whispered to Wu Xingxing on the phone, hung up, and then stared in amazement at the two people who appeared in the convenience store.

"Senior Jing Yan, what brings you out here?" Li Qing asked nervously.

The woman in front of him, if he understood his cheap master correctly, was probably at the Nascent Soul or even at the Crossing Tribulation stage; Li Qing really had to be a bit more cautious, even though the two of them had already engaged in crazy Dun Lun twice, and were very familiar with each other’s body structure.

But the thing between the two of them was just a pure physical exchange, with no emotions involved at all.

Jing Yan’s cool gaze casually surveyed Li Qing’s shop, which Wu Xingxing had decorated to be exceptionally warm, and she said indifferently, "In the past, such places were called trading houses or goods yards, even in the most remote areas they would be small wooden buildings—quite delicate in appearance."

"I used to love browsing through these places. Once I entered, I could stay for half a day, especially those that had dealings with foreign merchant caravans, where you could always find many novel trinkets. Times change, seas turn into mulberry fields, the small wooden buildings are gone, and I recognize none of these goods anymore, all are new and novel, yet I no longer have the same curiosity from those days."

Li Qing quietly signaled Zi Ling with his eyes, who was following behind Jing Yan.

Zi Ling, like a subordinate little maid, made a very small, discreet shake of her head.

She looked even more nervous than Li Qing, her expression filled with caution as if she really had become Jing Yan’s little maid.

Jing Yan stepped forward with her long, slender legs, her movements light and graceful, as she walked up to the counter, seriously examining the items on the shelves.

Li Qing didn’t know what to say and could only move forward slightly, ready to act as another little follower for Jing Yan.

"What is this?" Jing Yan picked up a pack of jelly, asking Li Qing.

"This thing is called jelly. Children tend to like it, but of course, adults can eat it too," Li Qing said.

Jing Yan asked very politely, "May I try one?"

"Of course, you can help yourself to whatever you’d like," said Li Qing generously, as he personally opened a pack for Jing Yan.

Jing Yan took a small taste, squinted to savor it, and said, "The texture is quite interesting, but it’s not the flavor I like."

"There are many flavors in here. Try this one," Li Qing opened another one and handed it over.

Jing Yan’s fair, delicate fingers gently pinched one and placed it in her mouth, "This one is quite good, with a hint of berry aroma."

Li Qing hadn’t even had the chance to see which flavor he had handed out, but it didn’t matter as long as Jing Yan liked it.

After tasting four or five in quick succession, Jing Yan’s gaze then fell on various other small snacks nearby.

She seemed to have a special fondness for these items.

"Senior, this is candy, these are potato chips, and these are chicken feet..." Li Qing introduced each of the snacks to Jing Yan.

Jing Yan’s somewhat cool eyes lifted slightly, and she suddenly turned to Li Qing, "As a man who has had skin-to-skin contact with me and shared a bed, I do not wish for you to address me as ’senior.’ Although I may have been ignorant a thousand years longer than you, if we speak of the years lived with earnest, I may not have many more than you. If calling me by my name is not awkward, just call me by my name."

"Okay, okay, Jing Yan... Yan’er... Xiao Yan... um, which nickname do you prefer?" Li Qing asked somewhat embarrassedly.

In an instant, he was so flustered that he was almost breaking out in a sweat, fearful of angering this empress who could crush him with her bare hands.

Jing Yan’s eyes curved slightly as she asked seriously and curiously, "Must there be a nickname?"

"It sounds nicer to use a nickname, and... it’s closer too, yes, more intimate," Li Qing stammered.

"Then you may address me as Yan’er. That is what my parents used to call me. Now, I can’t even find where their graves are. You are the man I met after waking up, so you should call me that," Jing Yan said softly, her face tinged with nostalgia.

"Yan’er, try this," Li Qing offered the packet of potato chips he had opened.