My Wife Came From A Thousand Years Ago

Chapter 7: Is the force value high?

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after an hour.

Xu Qing stood in the fast food restaurant, packed two servings of pork knuckle rice, and then carried a bunch of bags thinking about whether there was anything missing that he didn't buy.

Clothes, toothbrushes, towels, and even two packs of Seven Degrees Space... He didn't know what he was thinking, it felt like taking care of a disabled girl.

In addition, there are two books picked out at the roadside bookstore-one "Five Thousand Years of China" and one "A Practical Guide to Traditional and Simplified Characters".

Regardless of whether it is useful or not, put it at home first.

"Two servings of pork knuckle rice are ready!"

"thanks."

After receiving the packaged meal, Xu Qing walked home with his hands full, carrying a bunch of things.

Beiwang Road isn't too busy. It's in a remote corner of Jiangcheng City. Compared with the hustle and bustle of the city center, this place seems a bit deserted.

However, it is still a modern city, and there are all necessary supporting facilities nearby.

After the heavy rain yesterday, some low-lying places on the side of the road still had accumulated water, shining brightly under the sunshine. After lunch, Uncle Zhao, the security guard, sat on the chair under the umbrella at the door and smoked leisurely. Seeing Xu Qing approaching with large and small bags, he casually greeted him, "Xiao Xu, did you go shopping?"

"Well, have you eaten yet?"

"Just finished eating. Hey yeah, you called me yesterday..."

"Accidentally dialed the wrong number, it's okay."

Xu Qing smiled, I can't tell you about picking up an ancient man and going back.

"Be careful, close the doors and windows. Aunt Liang said that there seems to be a robbery recently. Remember to pay attention to any sneaky people."

Hearing Uncle Zhao's words, Xu Qing paused, nodded and said, "Okay, I'll remember."

All the way back to the door of the house, he took out the key to open the door, Xu Qing looked up and saw Jiang He standing in the corner of the living room with a sword in his hand, he was relieved when he came back, put down the sword and sat back on the sofa.

"Didn't you say, it's absolutely safe here."

"Ok."

"You look weird here, take it easy... Come on, eat first."

Xu Qing put a bunch of bags on the side of the sofa, noticed Jiang He's gaze, and said, "I bought some daily necessities for you. I'll tidy them up after dinner."

"Thank you."

"..."

Seeing Xu Qing stop, Jiang He couldn't help being surprised: "What's wrong?"

"Shouldn't there be an object?"

"what?"

"For example... Thank you, young man?"

"..."

"Am I considered a young hero? Or a hero? Or something else?" Xu Qing suddenly became excited.

Who didn't have a dream of holding a sword to the end of the world when he was young

"Thank you... Young Hero." Jiang He spoke with some difficulty, and had never seen such a strange request.

"Easy to do!"

Xu Qing waved his hand happily, and Jiang He felt an inexplicable impulse in his heart—she didn't know that impulse was called Tucao.

"Okay, let's eat!"

A piece of pork knuckle rice is 14 yuan. It is delicious and generous. When the lid of the packing box is opened, the fragrant smell is released immediately.

It is said that when Brother Xiao Ma’s online name was Flying Penguin, when he was studying how to get more servers upstairs in the SEG Science and Technology Park all day long, it was bowls of pig’s knuckle rice that accompanied him through one after another. A night of helplessness and hesitation.

Pig's feet, pig's feet...

Jiang He looked really hungry. Last night he only drank a little porridge and a few steamed buns. He swallowed with pride, not at all like those heroines on TV that Xu Qing had seen. They were dignified and elegant when they ate. Take small sips and savor slowly.

They didn't talk about food, they didn't talk when they slept, the two of them didn't talk while eating, the rice with sauce was delicious, Xu Qing wiped his mouth after eating a mouthful of pig's feet, and drank another glass of water, seeing Jiang He eating Inadvertently showing a satisfied expression, he couldn't help but secretly smiled in his heart.

"Here are the clothes you bought for you. I don't know what size you wear. It's about the same size according to your height. Try it later."

He took the paper bag next to him and opened it, "I also bought a skirt, you can wear it as you like, it doesn't matter if you don't like it... and shoes, these are flat shoes, they must be more comfortable than the straw sandals you wear."

The clothes were taken out one by one, and when it was Xiao Yi's turn, he paused, and slowed down his speech: "This...you should know how to wear it after a while, if you really can't, I'll look for it again A video about this—I bought several sizes and picked the right one.”

Jiang He watched curiously as he took out his clothes from the bag, and nodded.

"And this one, it's all for women, so I won't say much, you should study it yourself..."

Xu Qing threw the seven-dimensional space over and continued to dig into the bag.

"Although this history book is in the form of a story, it is good for you as a popular science book. There is also this book, in simplified and traditional characters... I don't know if it is easy to use. You should read it first."

"I use my toothpaste, this is a new toothbrush, mouthwash cup, towel..."

Putting everything out and handing it over to Jiang He, Xu Qing rubbed his forehead and thought about it, then opened a certain treasure, searched for a while, and placed an order for a computer handwriting input pad.

No matter what, it is best to teach her how to use a computer simply. Baidu is an encyclopedia of knowledge.

"Okay... you didn't sleep well last night?"

Seeing the tiredness on Jiang He's face that couldn't be concealed, Xu Qing felt relieved after thinking about it for a while. Last night, he himself suffered from insomnia and didn't sleep until late at night. Is there anything you want to ask tonight?"

Jiang He looked curiously at the seven-dimensional space in his hand, thought for a while and asked, "What is your identity in this world?"

"Identity... a fresh graduate who is about to become a social animal, and is currently an unemployed person-to explain in words you can understand, that is... um... It's like just taking the imperial examination, but didn't become an official, thinking about finding something else to do, support the family."

"A kid from a rich family?"

"It's not worth mentioning. I was born in poverty. There are many industries in this world. Three hundred and sixty lines. You don't have to be an official if you study."

Jiang He nodded half-understood, but in his heart he still classified him as a landlord and rich man.

"How can I go back?"

"I don't know... It should be difficult to think about it. How did you come here yesterday?" Xu Qing was curious, maybe he was struck by lightning

"I don't know either." Jiang He's eyes flashed blankly, "Yesterday... I... chased a thief, it was also raining heavily, and I got lost in the woods, then turned left and right... and saw a house that tall. "

"..."

forest

"There are no trees around here..." Xu Qing scratched his chin, not knowing what to do.

The two sat on the sofa in silence for a moment, he coughed lightly, and said, "Well... live here first, and then think about going back."

Jiang He nodded silently.

"I want to ask, what is your level of strength?" Xu Qing put his eyes on the long sword beside him, wondering if there really was such a magical internal strength 1,200 years ago.

"Force value?"

"How about your martial arts?"

"In the Salt Gang, it's... relatively strong."

"What is it like to be stronger? What kind of internal strength did you practice? Swordsmanship? Is there any lightness kung fu..."

Excited, Xu Qing came to the window while talking, pointed outside and said, "How high can you jump without getting hurt?"

"Probably..." Jiang He came to the window to have a look, stretched out his finger and said, "There."

"That's where?" Xu Qing wondered, the second floor... It's not what he imagined.

Parkourers can jump down from the third floor!

It should be even higher. It is possible for this girl to retain her strength or to be conservative.

Thinking of this, he suppressed his expression and said, "I don't believe it, it must be even higher."

"Well... maybe there's nothing wrong there."

Jiang He hesitated, then raised his finger again.

Xu Qing raised his eyes and looked over, the fourth floor.