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Chapter 520 Qinghe

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    Why is there a little girl in my residence?

    Lin Ming looked at the eleven or twelve-year-old girl in front of him. Her trouser legs were rolled up, her sleeves were rolled up, and her trousers were still patched. She was holding a heavy wooden basin in her hand, and there were still crystal clear bangs hanging on her forehead.  Water droplets appeared on her young face, with a straight little nose, round lips, and rosy cheeks. Looking at her was like looking at green apples in the hazy drizzle, and a fresh, simple, and natural smell hit her face.  .

    The little girl was also surprised when she saw Lin Ming, but after just a few breaths, she understood something and said, "Are you the lord from 9566?"

    "My lord?" Lin Ming shook his head, "I am not a lord, and you also live here?"

    "Well, my name is Qinghe, and I live here with my grandma. From now on, my grandma and I will take care of your food and daily life."

    As the little girl was talking, the tent curtain was opened, and an old woman who looked to be over sixty years old appeared at the door of the tent. The old man had white hair, his face was full of traces of time, and his slightly dirty eyes revealed a trace of age.  A look of respect.

    "My lord, dinner is ready. Please have a meal, sir."

    This old woman and her granddaughter Qing He are both slaves, but they are both slaves, and there is a big gap in status between them. Lin Ming is a warrior, and to them, he is an adult.

    In the troll tribe, warriors above the pulse condensation stage are the main producers of wealth. They rely on these people to collect blood evil crystals. In order to ensure that they can devote more energy to mining work, their diet and daily life are all provided.  Dedicated people will take care of it.

    And these two people, grandfather and grandson, are Lin Ming¡¯s servants.

    In the tent, everywhere is empty, it can be said that the house is bare.  A low table has been set up in the center of the tent. On the table is a plate of green vegetables, a plate of pickles, a small plate of bacon, and a large bowl of fragrant rice.

    It¡¯s not a sumptuous dinner, but it smells very rich.  Lin Ming was trapped on the grassland a few days ago. He had eaten dry food for many days, and his mouth almost felt like a bird. When he saw the dinner table, his index finger moved. He took the bowl and chopsticks and picked up a piece of bacon.  Put it in your mouth, bite it down, and it will fill your mouth with fragrance.

    "tasty!"

    Lin Ming admired in his heart. He practiced martial arts and had a much better appetite than ordinary people. Lin Ming quickly wiped out all the food on the table.

    When he was about to finish eating, Lin Ming inadvertently raised his head and discovered that in the corner of the tent, Qing He was looking at the bacon under his chopsticks and pursed his lips quietly.

    When Qing He saw Lin Ming looking over, he immediately panicked and said with a guilty conscience: "Sir, do you want some water?"

    ¡°I¡¯m not thirsty, haven¡¯t you eaten yet?¡±

    "We've eaten. We've already eaten first." The old woman pulled Qing He beside her and signaled her to quickly pour a glass of water for Lin Ming.

    Lin Ming realized something, put down his chopsticks, and walked around the tent casually. The tent was too small, and he could finish it in just a few steps. There was very little furniture inside. There was a rice vat behind the stove.  The rice bags in the rice jar are light and fluffy.

    Opening the lid of the pot, there was a small pot of gruel inside. There were some scattered wild vegetables floating on the porridge, and the rice grains in it could almost be counted. It seemed that this was the dinner for the grandfather and grandson.

    Seeing this scene, Lin Ming didn't know what he felt in his heart. These two grandsons and grandsons were both mortals and slaves. You can imagine how difficult their lives were in this troll tribe.

    ????????????? Today¡¯s meal was their ration for several days, especially the stack of bacon Thinking of Qing He¡¯s expectant eyes, Lin Ming felt a little worried.

    In the Troll tribe, these mortal slaves are the most low-status group of people. They are really worse than animals. If they are given a bad master, the end will be very miserable.

    "Do you usually eat these?" Lin Ming put down the lid of the pot.

    "Well" Qinghe nodded silently, his eyes red.

    "Where are the cows and sheep behind the yard?" Lin Ming pointed to the outside of the tent. There were many cows and sheep tied up in the backyard.

    "Those are the cattle and sheep of the Lord's family. We go out to herd them every day and we can exchange them for some rice."

    Lin Ming sighed, took out some True Essence Stones from the Sumeru Ring and placed them on the table, "Qing He. Go buy fish, meat, chicken, duck, and some rice tomorrow,"

    "Thiscan't be used." Qing He whispered, "You can only use blood stones to buy things here. This kind of stone cannot be used, and we are slaves. If we really go out to buy things with blood stones, we may be robbed.  Already"

    Bloodstone is a currency made by cutting low-level blood evil crystals and sealing them. Ten thousand blood stones are equal to one blood evil crystal. The rules of the troll tribe do not protect slaves.The emperor left

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    At noon that day, the old woman cooked a steaming mutton feast and mutton soup. Xiao Qinghe ate it until his face turned red and he smiled happily.

    "Brother, let me eat this for you."

    While eating, Xiao Qinghe kept putting mutton for Lin Ming, and then waited expectantly for Lin Ming to eat it. Every time, she would ask, "Is it delicious?"

    "It's delicious." Lin Ming answered seriously, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Having meat to eat and clothes to wear is the happiness of ordinary people.

    After Lin Ming ate the mutton, he began to meditate to heal his injuries. In order to recover from his injuries as quickly as possible, he did not even bother to understand the laws of time and space.

    In this way, as the days passed, the Mocang tribe never organized manpower to mine the ancient blood evil crystal mine. But on this day, Lin Ming's injuries and meridians finally recovered.

    In the renewed meridians, the true energy flows happily, and the thick true energy vortex condenses in the Dantian, which is dazzling. In the bones, the restored bone marrow sparkles with golden light, and the marrow is as golden

    Lin Ming clenched his fists, "It's time to go and settle things, but before that, I can absorb the disillusionment dream light." (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote at Qidian.com)  Recommended votes, monthly votes, your support is my biggest motivation.) (Remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com
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