I’m Invincible From the Beginning

Cheng Hao smiled and said, "It's so amazing? Then I have to take a bowl of drink."

Then he took Qin Yue's bowl and drank a bowl himself. Then he said, "Nothing special? I think you were thirsty before. Now, drinking a sip of water naturally makes you feel comfortable."

Qin Yue thought for a moment and nodded slightly, it can only be so.

"Well, the humble house is simple, brother, you...hey? Sit down?" Qin Yue originally wanted to say that Cheng Hao could leave without paying attention to him, but Cheng Hao honestly sat down on the ground. On the small bench, I didn't mean to leave at all.

Qin Yue is very embarrassed...

It's not that he is ungrateful and inhospitable, but the only poor in the family is Northwest Wind. How can this be used to entertain others?

The average family can take out some food to invite others to have a light meal to thank you, but he can't!

His food is counted, and he usually counts the grains of rice he eats. If Cheng Hao is really invited to eat, then nothing else, he will drink the wind in the next two or three days.

But seeing Cheng Hao didn't plan to leave, he couldn't say anything to rush others, right? After all, it was someone kind brother who carried him back.

"Brother Cheng Hao, my family is too shabby, and I can't come up with any good things to entertain you. If you don't dislike it, eat and have some pancakes, right?"

Qin Yue was really embarrassed to let Cheng Hao sit down, but his body didn't hurt anymore, so he got up and opened a white cloth, took out a thick dough cake from the basket and handed it in front of Cheng Hao.

Okay, this cold water will serve the guests with thick noodles, and Qin Yue really feels that his face is feverish.

Cheng Hao glanced at it and smiled, did not answer, but took a small bag from his arms, then opened it and took out a few thin white noodle pancakes: "Come on, eat mine."

"Oh! This can't be done! It can't be done!" Qin Yue was taken aback by surprise, white flour pancakes! This thing is a good thing!

Not to mention that he is like this, even the richest people in the village can't eat this all at once! This thing is very valuable and can even be sold in Chengzhou City.

That's not a big deal, Qin Yue watched in surprise as Cheng Hao took out another oilcloth bag from his arms like a trick, and opened it with a burst of fragrance!

There, it's actually a pack of beef! God! Is it actually beef?

When did farmers in small villages like Qin Yue eat beef? In the eyes of the farmers, cattle are a great pillar, and there are not even a few in the whole village.

Unless it is a cow that has injured a leg or an old age, it is usually not enough to eat a bite of beef, and no one is willing to kill the cow for meat.

But Qin Yue is such a poor boy, even if someone in the village slaughtered and wounded cattle and veterans, it was not his turn to eat beef. In the past, he could only watch it, but today!

Not only that, Cheng Hao actually took a gourd out of his waist, and after unscrewing the lid, there was a scent of wine, and there was still wine!

"Come on, let's eat and drink together, why? Don't you like to eat noodles?" Cheng Hao cheerfully greeted Qin Yue to come and eat together.

The **** doesn't like it!

Qin Yue's eyes were already straight at this meeting, this, such a delicious thing, he had never thought that he would be able to eat it one day!

And there is wine, wine!

"That, um, grum, nothing, no merit, brother Cheng Hao, you not only carry me back, but also invite me to eat and drink, this, what is this..."

Qin Yue's mouth was firm, but did he wipe the saliva first?

Cheng Hao smiled inwardly, patted the table and greeted: "Brother Qin is really unhappy, are you worried about what I am going to do? Do you say what is wrong with you? Can I harm you? I am trying to make you money or What is your color?"

that's true……

Qin Yue wondered what he wanted now, what could others order for himself? Really save the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain.

It seems that this is just a kind, heroic and rich young man!

Qin Yue also sat down at the table a little shyly, and wanted to say a few more polite words, but Cheng Hao asked him to eat a bowl of wine, and then asked him to nibble on the noodles and beef, and then sent the wine into his stomach.

Qin Yue obeyed, and as a result, he was stupefied, smelling...Oh! It means he died in an instant, and it is worth it!

Cheng Hao could see Qin Yue's thoughts, and he also felt funny in his heart. This man... I wonder how bold and upright Qin Yue was when he was in Wuyi Peak. But now? The environment is still the environment. No matter how heroic your nature is, you still have to struggle for survival so poorly when there is no suitable environment.

Seeing Qin Yue's eating and drinking happily, Cheng Hao said, "It's true that I'm not asking Brother Qin for a meal."

"Ahem!" Qin Yue, who was eating and drinking, almost didn't get choked to death. He looked at Cheng Hao in horror and said, "I, my god, as expected, you are still thinking about me, Brother Cheng Hao, if you have something to say. What do you want from me? I don't have anything!"

Cheng Hao smiled straightly: "I'm not here to lie to you, brother, I'm actually a novelist."

"What?"

Cheng Hao rolled his eyes: "The novelist, it's...well, the scripts you usually read, and the ancient things the storyteller tells are written by people like us."

"Oh!" Qin Yue wiped his mouth hurriedly, and said respectfully: "I didn't expect Brother Cheng to be an educated gentleman, so I don't know Brother Cheng, ah no, what does Mr. Cheng want?"

"Hey, don't be a husband or husband. I'm not too old. You call me husband and I'm awkward." Cheng Hao waved his hand: "I don't really want anything, but I'm a story writer, so naturally I like it. The story, I think the way you stopped the sedan chair just now is very interesting, is there some kind of doorway here?"

Qin Yue was taken aback, and then smiled bitterly: "Brother Cheng, you are for this, huh! Brother Cheng, you are really... you are really sprinkling salt on my wound, but that's it! Now that I have eaten your food, I I really want to find someone to talk about it. Let me tell you about it!"

"En, you speak." Cheng Hao reached out and invited.

Qin Yue took another sip of wine, then wiped the corners of his mouth and began to tell.

The bride actually has no name, and her home is a single family in the north of the village. The family's surname is Zhao, who moved to their Xing'an Village later and is considered an outsider.

I have never been able to integrate into the life of Xing'an Village, and my family situation is not good. I don’t even have an acre of farmland, so I can only make a living for other people...