37: Big Money-making Plan 2

Big Money-making Plan 2

The temple fair, huh?2

For the time being, his meridians had not fully recovered, and neither was his cultivation level. If he ran into an expert at the temple fair, things would be troublesome.

Most importantly, would the other party take the opportunity to kill her?

When Qi Qingyao thought of making money at the market fair tomorrow, she was full of passion, running around in the mountains looking for prey. As a result, she wasted one hour scurrying around.

"Not even a chicken feather, let alone a pig." She sighed dejectedly.

Jiang Yeqian was shocked by how shameless this woman was. Was it the same for all the women living in the mountain wilderness?

"Do you think it's because I threw that koi away before? That's why I can't even find a pig now." Qi Qingyao turned around and complained.

"Maybe." Jiang Yeqian did not want to sound too certain.

Qi Qingyao felt gloomy. She sat on a tree stump, looked at the towering woods, and sighed. "If I knew this would happen, I'd have listened to you and eaten the koi. Eating it is like eating good luck into your stomach. Then, my luck can definitely get better."

Jiang Yeqian was speechless.

"Alas, I'm just too kind." Qi Qingyao shook her head. "I'm really compassionate, the Bodhisattva who descended on earth!"

Jiang Yeqian could not help himself. "What a boast."

Qi Qingyao turned around instantly. "What did you say?"

Jiang Yeqian blinked. "I said you look like a rose."

Qi Qingyao raised her eyebrows. "This Qi Qingyao is originally as pretty as a rose, just too stupid and too silly back then, looking like a crazy woman. Just look at me now. When the mind is in the right place, it's natural to look more energetic and more beautiful. Isn't it normal to look like a rose?"

Jiang Yeqian asked, "May I ask you a question?"

"Go ahead." Qi Qingyao was in a good mood after being praised.

Jiang Yeqian said, "You mentioned 'this Qi Qingyao' and 'look at you now'. These two phrases sound like you and Qi Qingyao are not the same person."

Qi Qingyao's face paled for a second before she said stiffly, "Did I say that?"

Jiang Yeqian replied, "Yes."

Qi Qingyao blinked and then calmly said, "You can just think that I'm still crazy and said some crazy things."

There was a problem.

Very problematic!

Extremely problematic!

Jiang Yeqian knew he could not get any results even if he continued asking, so he decided to stop and find another opportunity next time.

Qi Qingyao was afraid that Jiang Yeqian would continue asking questions, so she rushed to find food again, but she dared not go too far away from this man. She knew her ability. She only knew some simple Muay Thai and Taekwondo moves. It was enough to handle some petty thieves, but in front of real experts, those would be useless. The host's physical fitness was too weak. She could catch a fish with no problem, but against wild boars and cheetahs or even wolves, she could just wait to be eaten!

As for this guy next to her, he may look extraordinarily handsome, but he could escape a catastrophe under the pursuit of an assassin, so he must have some tricks up his sleeve.

Despite his memory loss, it was not as if he forgot his martial arts skills. His hamstrings and tendons were still intact too!

Thus, Qi Qingyao thought that she must not let this useful resource go to waste!

Jiang Yeqian allowed the woman in front of him to do as she pleased, jumping up and down like a monkey one minute, climbing up a tree the next, and looking around on top of a hill after that. She was not steadfast at all and completely lacked a young woman's gentle grace.

It was an eye-opening experience for him.

He had seen the young ladies in the capital city, every single one gentle and soft-spoken, casually reciting poems and playing music, well-learned in the four arts of guqin, Go, calligraphy, and painting. As for the young married ladies, he had seen his fair share of them too. All day long, they would either be busy taking care of the children, or busy with embroidery, or at the very least, accompanying the younger generation of the noble families. There was no one like this woman.

Loud voice, not right in the head, and poor upbringing.

As expected of a countrywoman.

Huh!

pqdm.com