The life of a giant

Chapter 44 Fitness Armbands
When dawn broke, He Qing had already left.

She tidied up the dilapidated house, and swept away the thick layer of dust that had accumulated on the ground.

"It's not bad to have a woman at home." Qin Yuan sighed silently, then he took off his shoes and socks like a ghost, and lay down where He Qing had been lying last night.

Close your eyes and take another deep breath of the air He Qing breathed.

Holding the torn quilt with He Qing's body temperature, Qin Yuan instantly felt that she fell in love.

Just as Qin Yuan was gradually becoming confused and infatuated, he turned over and was struck by a hard object under the pillow.

"It's bad for me!", Qin Yuan cursed, reached out to touch under the pillow, but found a small porcelain bottle.

He had never seen this bottle before, it should have been left by He Qing.I don't know if she forgot it here, or if she gave it to herself specially.

After he opened the porcelain bottle, a faint medicinal fragrance came to his nostrils.

"Could it be another Qingmu Huandan?" Qin Yuan slowly put the medicine bottle down and held it at the mouth of the bottle with her left hand.I saw a few small blue pills rolling from the porcelain bottle into his palm.

"What kind of elixir is this?" Qin Yuan leaned closer and smelled it, but didn't dare to eat it.

First of all, he already knew that pills should not be taken randomly, and taking the wrong pill could kill someone, so he did not dare to try it easily.

Secondly, he was reluctant to eat it. After all, this was the first time He Qing gave him a gift.

But any first time is worth cherishing.

"What's this?" Before Qin Yuan could react, Zifeng, who broke in suddenly, squeezed a grain and put it in his mouth.

"Are you born by a starving ghost? Eat whatever you see. This is the testimony of my relationship with He Qing! Bastard!" Qin Yuan hurriedly poured the two pills in her palm back into the porcelain bottle, sealed the lid tightly, and put it away again. into its storage bag.

"What are feelings and unemotions? Can feelings be compared to hot pot? Look at your current appearance, where is the strength of the successor of Qin's hot pot? Open your mouth, He Qing, shut up, He Qing, this woman, He Qing, is about to kill your soul." Sucked away."

After Zifeng complained, he spread his hand again, "Bring me another one to taste."

Qin Yuan directly opened Zifeng's little begging hand, "Didn't you still think others were dirty yesterday? Why do you have the nerve to eat other people's food today? Where has your character as a big devil gone?"

Zifeng curled his lips and said, "Although people are dirty, things are innocent! To be honest, this thing is pretty good. I feel full of energy after eating it. I am extremely energetic early in the morning. Why don't you try another one? , don’t be so stingy.”

Qin Yuan suddenly understood something when he heard this, and the famous advertising slogan suddenly echoed in his mind,
"It's good for him and I'm good too!"

Then there is a miserable scene of He Qing standing alone in the empty room and washing her face with tears.

It's a missed opportunity!Qin Yuan slapped her thigh, and said angrily: "It's a bad thing for me, do you know what it is? Just eat and eat. You deserve to eat this stuff? You're not afraid of suffocating. Hurry up and drink some well." If the water is defeated, maybe you can still be saved."

"What a loser, if you don't give me food, I won't give it to you, and making up so many stupid reasons is an insult to my IQ!" Zifeng flicked his sleeves and went out angrily.

……

These two people went to Shenbingfang to sign in early in the morning in order to have breakfast.

As soon as they arrived at the door, the two of them smelled the aroma of rice. Qin Yuan smacked her lips and said, "This Ah Wen's craftsmanship is really good. I can eat three wotou just by smelling it."

Zifeng also swallowed, "I can eat six."

"Then it's settled, you can eat steamed buns later." Qin Yuan said, pushing the door open and walking in with a smile.

Fatty Lu was enjoying the cool air on the recliner in the yard at this moment. When he saw Zifeng and Qin Yuan, he waved to them, "Oh, Yuan and Feng, you two came at the right time. This breakfast was just ready, You two are here."

Ah Wen was bringing over a tray at this time, which contained three big bowls of beef noodles.

In the morning, the sun is mild and the breeze is cool. The yard is much more comfortable than the house.

Recently they had breakfast in the yard, so he put the tray on a stone table in the front yard.

As soon as he put his things away, he said to Fatty Lu: "Couldn't it be the right time to come? The two of you came here on a tight schedule."

Fatty Lu smiled, "Why are you talking nonsense, A Yuan has a strong sense of time!"

"Brother is still good at what he says," Qin Yuan also smiled along with him, and then he asked Awen: "Well, are there two bowls missing?"

"Do I still have to feed you? Don't you have long hands?" Ever since he broke up with Qin Yuan, Ah Wen is not completely ignorant of the presence of Fatty Lu, and he can be angry if he wants.

Qin Yuan rolled her eyes at Fatty Lu, wanting him to preside over justice.In the end, he found that the head of the house seemed to have not heard at all, and was still swinging back and forth on the recliner leisurely, without any intention of interfering.

How can this be managed?All the employees under him were about to fight, but the man in charge still acted like he had nothing to do with him.

Is this Buddhist management, or governance by doing nothing?
"Hurry up and fill the rice, if they don't serve it for you, why don't you just watch?" Zifeng sat down carelessly, and commanded with the posture of the second master, "By the way, help me fill a big bowl."

"You're a gatekeeper," Qin Yuan lost her temper when she saw Zifeng's normal appearance, but for the sake of him drawing his sword to help last night, he swallowed it again Go down, "What do you want to eat?"

"A bowl of beef noodles, no noodles, no soup, no coriander, hurry up." Zifeng waved his hand at Qin Yuan.

"I'll get you a cow directly, okay?" Qin Yuan complained, and went to the kitchen alone.

At this time, Ah Wu was preparing side dishes in the kitchen. When he saw Qin Yuan coming, he greeted him warmly and helped Qin Yuan serve two bowls of noodles.

After the food was ready, Fatty Lu got up from the reclining chair unsteadily.

He walked to the stone table, pushed the hem of his clothes aside, and sat down.

Seeing that everyone has arrived, Qin Yuan picked up the chopsticks and was about to eat, but Fatty Lu stopped him with his hand, "A Yuan, don't eat yet, come on, put this on."

While talking, Fatty Lu took out a pair of sandbag-like things from under the table, "Tie this on your arm before eating."

"Brother, what do you mean? Are you targeting me? Don't tie your arms, just tie me to a tree." Qin Yuan was a little unhappy. Why is it so difficult to have a happy breakfast?

"Why are you targeting you? Are you worthy of me targeting you? As a senior book boy, it is your duty to improve your writing skills. How can you be a book boy for me when you draw so many lines? I think you are of low class even if you are my desk. This is a training program I tailor-made for you. If you don't want to lose your job, wear it quickly." Fatty Lu said and put the pair of things in front of Qin Yuan.

Although the two have already paid homage, but no matter how they are still the relationship between superiors and subordinates.Seeing Fatty Lu's serious face, Qin Yuan had no choice but to reach out and pick up the sandbag.

The sandbag was much heavier than he had imagined, and it must be filled with iron sand instead of ordinary sand.

Just as Qin Yuan put this thing on her arm, it tightened automatically, and the weight suddenly increased several times.

He glanced at Fatty Lu in confusion, and was about to ask, but found that Fatty Lu had a sinister smile on his face, and he suddenly had an ominous premonition.

"This thing is... a spiritual weapon?" Qin Yuan asked tentatively.

Fatty Lu smiled noncommittally, "The backlog of products cannot be sold, so I will lend you a few days."

Upon hearing this, Qin Yuan quickly put the armguard on her chest, entered the sea of ​​consciousness, and checked its attributes.

It was impossible to find out, and at that time he wanted to lift the table and scold his mother.

……

Fitness arm braces: A pair of arm braces that make life impossible.

Quality: Normal

Strength: -10
Special attributes: moving forward with a heavy load
……

It's crazy that this thing can be sold!Unless you're a masochist you're going to buy this thing, okay?Cheating? Isn't it? !

Is Fatty Lu, the only craftsman in Qingping Town, at this level?No wonder he can only stay in this small county town on the seventh tier.

Fatty Lu completely ignored Qin Yuan's resentment, picked up his chopsticks and said to Zifeng, "Eat! Come on, Zifeng, try this pickled cucumber. I pickled it at the beginning of spring the year before last. It has been aged for three years. When it was taken out of the altar, it smelled so fragrant when it was taken out today."

"Okay, okay." Zifeng nodded cooperatively, then took out a piece of beef in the bowl and started chewing it.

Seeing that Zifeng's chopsticks are getting better and better the more he uses them, the more he uses them, the worse they become for Qin Yuan.

Although after deducting 10 strength, he still has a strength value of 100 less, but he can't resist this "carrying forward with weight" skill.

What's even more exasperating is that while this spiritual weapon was consuming his energy, it was also absorbing his true energy and continuing to add burden to himself.

Isn't this thing a parasite?
……

Even so, Qin Yuan did not resist this parasite, because he vaguely felt that it was a barrier deliberately set up by Fatty Lu on his road to refining weapons.

As long as he crossed this barrier, maybe Fatty Lu would teach him the art of refining weapons.

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(End of this chapter)