Fantasy: The Second Miss Said She Was Ordinary

Thinking of this, Qin Jiyu felt a pang in his heart. He was not a person who did not consider the overall situation. He could not be so selfish.

He knew that his grandfather felt guilty towards him, but he was not willing to use this guilt to fight for a glimmer of hope that was almost non-existent.

Qin Youyou looked at her brother's expression, understood everything, and felt a pang of pain in her heart.

She stuffed the mustard seed bag into Qin Jiyu's hand and said, "Brother, I'll give you all the money from selling the shallots. I'll make more money in the future. If you need any herbs, just buy them. Don't be stingy."

Qin Jiyu looked at Qin Youyou's solemn expression, her heart was shaken, her eyes were hot, and she turned away and secretly wiped the corners of her eyes.

But how could he let his sister be a brother-supporting demon? She obviously didn't have any spiritual power, and she also needed to improve her physical condition.

But he could not refuse his sister's kindness, so he took the mustard seed bag and secretly swore in his heart that he would save the money for his sister and would not spend a single cent.

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Qin Youyou had some free time and opened the system interface.

After completing the system task [Plant a Yard Full of Scallions], she received a system reward.

A rusty sickle

She read the sickle's instructions:

"This is an old sickle. Unfortunately, it's a bit blunt due to rust. If you sharpen it, it will be perfect for harvesting shallots and other crops."

With a flash of light, the sickle fell into Qin Youyou's hands.

The handle of the knife was covered with dirt and the blade was covered with a thick layer of rust.

Qin Youyou was speechless.

Every time she completed a task before, the system would reward her with some seeds and eggs. Although they were not worth much, they were still of some value.

But now, a rusty sickle?

If she wants to use it, she has to grind it herself?

If she had the free time, why not go to the market and buy a new one?

Qin Youyou originally wanted to throw the sickle away, but changed her mind.

Maybe the system isn't so bad this time?

What if it’s some magical weapon… No, it needs to be sharpened!

She immediately went to the kitchen and found the whetstone.

He sat down on the small stool and began to sharpen the knife with a click.

……

"What are you doing, sister?"

"Sharpening the knife."

"What are you doing, girl?"

"Sharpening the knife."

"What are you doing, Miss Qin Er?"

"Sharpening the knife."

After answering, Qin Youyou was stunned and raised her head.

Before I knew it, it was time for Manager Peng to deliver the meal.

She had actually been grinding for the entire afternoon.

But he looked down at the sickle in his hand...

"Fake Squid."

Qin Youyou cursed.

Only a thin layer of rust fell off the old sickle, and the blade was still invisible.

Shopkeeper Peng curiously leaned over to look at her hand and saw that she was holding a rusty sickle. Wow, the smell of rust went straight into his nostrils.

Hmm... Besides the smell of rust, there seems to be some other smell. No, he needs to smell it carefully again.

He stretched his neck to get closer, and saw Qin Jiyu suddenly appear, saying sinisterly: "Manager Peng, what are you doing?"

He pushed his wheelchair in between the two of them, his eyes cold: "It's enough to deliver the meal. Thank you for your trouble. From now on, Xiaocong's affairs will be under my care. You can discuss it with me."

Shopkeeper Peng was pushed back several steps by him. He took three deep breaths, looked at the moody disabled young master of the Qin family, and repeatedly told himself to care for the disabled and not to get angry.

Qin Youyou straightened up. She was busy sharpening her sickle and had no time to spare for the business.

He nodded and said, "Yes, Shopkeeper Peng, you can talk to my brother from now on."

Shopkeeper Peng still wanted to find out what the sickle was, but after hearing what she said, he had to give up.

Qin Youyou was very worried as she held the sickle.

"How can I finish grinding faster?"

Shopkeeper Peng took the dishes out of the food box while listening with his ears perked up.

Is Miss Qin Er's knife difficult to sharpen?

He mobilized the knowledge stored in his brain. According to what he knew, an ordinary knife must be easy to sharpen, and a knife that is difficult to sharpen must not be an ordinary knife.

He placed all the dishes on the table and secretly glanced at the sickle in Miss Qin Er's hand. Oh my god, the rust on it was really thick.

It would take thousands or even millions of years to form such thick rust!

and many more!

Thousands of years? ?

? ? ? ?

He was startled and then looked intently at the worn sickle.

Sure enough, I detected a very slight energy fluctuation.

Perhaps the rust is too thick, isolating the escaping energy. If you are not at the level of a war lord and are not careful enough, it is impossible to feel this energy fluctuation.

Shopkeeper Peng's heart began to pound wildly.

Why does Miss Qin Er have such a treasure?

First, there was the gold coin filled with spiritual energy, then the extraordinary scallion, and then... the sickle in front of him.

What kind of secrets does Miss Qin Er hide?

too horrible!

He didn't dare to think about it too much. If he had wanted to find out the truth before, but now, he vaguely felt that the secret behind Miss Qin Er was not something a weakling like him was destined to uncover.

But he was unwilling to give up, he also wanted to seize a chance.

In this world where the strong are respected, who doesn’t want to become stronger and stronger?

So, he controlled his trembling voice and asked bravely, "Second Miss Qin...how about letting me sharpen your knife for you?"

He was not coveting the sickle, how could he dare to do so?

He was just willing to be Miss Qin Er's follower, hoping that she could reveal a little opportunity to him.

Qin Youyou opened her eyes wide.

A little embarrassed: "This... is not good."

He was the owner of a big restaurant and a customer, so how could he condescend to sharpen a knife for a girl like her? It was a bit outrageous no matter how you looked at it, right?

No matter how simple the customs of the people in this alien world are, they can't be this simple, right?

She couldn't help but touch her delicate little face.

Could it be that Shopkeeper Peng is a dirty person?

Oh my god, I can’t believe that such an honest middle-aged fat uncle would actually have his eyes on her.

No wonder her brother told her not to contact Manager Peng. Her brother is really far-sighted.

Thinking of this, Qin Youyou's tone became a little colder.

"It's inappropriate for you to do this."

The rejection came so quickly.

Even though Shopkeeper Peng had prepared himself mentally, his heart still suddenly plummeted.

I can't help feeling lost.

He thought to himself, yes, he was too impatient. That was a magical weapon. No normal person would be willing to take it out. How could he be so reckless?

"It's Peng's fault for being rude." He lowered his head in shame.

He was afraid that if Qin Youyou got angry, he would stop doing the green onion business with him.

Qin Youyou nodded: "It's good that you know. As long as you don't have any other thoughts, our cooperation will still count."

Upon hearing this, Shopkeeper Peng breathed a sigh of relief.

Qin Youyou got inspiration from what Shopkeeper Peng said.

He turned his eyes and looked at Qin Xiaorong at the door: "Xiaorong, help me sharpen this sickle. I'll pay you for it."

"Ah?" Qin Xiaorong was stunned.

Sharpening the knife?

He is a guard of the Qin Mansion, sharpening a knife?