"Xiao Meng, there is a basket of spiritual fish in the pavilion. Otherwise, we can share one fish equally. Each of us only needs to pay one hundred spiritual coins. You take the fish head and I take the body?" Zheng Shan said with a smile.

Meng Jingzhe suggested.

Meng Jingzhe pursed her lips slightly. Spirit fish is expensive and is a good tonic. However, there are not many places where the fish head can be eaten and there is very little spiritual energy. The body of the fish is rich in meat and retains most of the spiritual energy in the spiritual fish.

, no matter how you calculate it, it is more cost-effective to use the fish body.

But what makes Meng Jingzhe uncomfortable with this distribution method is not that he suffers a loss, but that there is something wrong with this cutting method.

"The fish should not be cut like this. It should be cut from the side, starting from the dorsal fin, and cutting directly into two sides from top to bottom. The head and body of the fish should be completely divided into equal parts. It is best to let Guanshi Wang do it. His knife skills are the most accurate.

"Meng Jingzhe said and gestured.

Meng Jingzhe felt a little lucky in her heart. Both sides of this spiritual fish were exactly the same, unlike half of the fish, which was different and would be troublesome to separate.

[Yin-Yang value from Zhengshan: +0.2]

Zheng Shan originally thought that the new young man was a thin-faced person and wanted to take advantage of him, but he didn't expect that the other person was so smart that even Manager Wang moved out.

Manager Wang is the fairest and most selfless one in the cabinet. If he knew that he was cheating on the newcomer like this, he probably wouldn't look at him well at all.

"If you don't want to, then you don't want to. Every piece of fish will be brought to the attention of Manager Wang. You young people just can't keep your temper." Zheng Shan said unhappily.

Meng Jingzhe didn't understand why the other party suddenly became unhappy, and asked: "No, am I the only one who thinks the fish should be divided this way?"

[Yin-Yang value from Zhengshan: +0.2]

"I and others cut off the fish's head and body. Only you, as smart as you, can come up with such detailed methods to torture the spirit fish," Zheng Shan complained.

Meng Jingzhe slowly raised a question mark above his head and said: "The spirit fish was already dead before it was sent here and was unconscious. How can it be said that it was torture, or that after staying in Baizhen Pavilion for so many years, you didn't even know this?

"

[Yin-Yang value from Zhengshan: +0.2]

Looking at Meng Jingzhe's face full of genuine doubts, Zheng Shan felt that all the accusations he had made seemed to be unable to defend him. He flicked his sleeves and said: "If you don't want to buy it, don't buy it. If a young man searches like this, what will he do in the future?"

I'm looking for someone else."

"Then for an elderly person like you who doesn't care about shopping, do you want to buy several items at a time?" Meng Jingzhe asked.

[Yin-Yang value from Zhengshan: +0.3]

Zheng Shan scolded Meng Jingzhe many times in his heart, and went to find others to fight for the order, but everyone knew who he was and were unwilling to fight with him. He thought of his son at home who was about to take the exam for the Immortal Sect.

I can only bear the burden of a spiritual fish with great pain.

When it was time to change shifts, when a group of people left Baizhen Pavilion where they were working, only Zheng Shan and Meng Jingzhe had something in their hands.

Zheng Shan was holding a spiritual fish filled with spiritual energy, and Meng Jingzhe was holding a small bag of spiritual rice.

Although they are called spiritual rice, the spiritual energy in them is so weak that there is almost no spiritual energy. When two people stand together, they can immediately tell the rich from the poor.

Zheng Shan looked at Meng Jingzhe's shabby appearance, and in front of many colleagues, he couldn't help but said loudly: "Children from poor families are the masters of the family early, and they know how to take care of the family at such a young age. Xiao Meng, let me ask you, how can we let the family be taken care of?"

Is my Xiaohai as sensible as you?"

Zheng Shan knew that the half-grown boy was most concerned with saving face. He pretended to ask for advice, but in fact he wanted to insult Meng Jingzhe and make him lose face in public.

Meng Jingzhe didn't think much about it, but answered very seriously: "I am an orphan, and orphans are all orphans. If you want to be like me, in addition to being born, you probably have to have both parents dead."

Zheng Shan choked and felt that it was unlucky for him to talk to Meng Jingzhe. He shook off his sleeves and immediately turned around and left.

[Yin-Yang value from Zhengshan: +0.5]

"Why do they think I'm being weird when I tell the truth?"

Meng Jingzhe's face was filled with very real confusion.

Like every inquiry in the past, this inquiry was like a dead end with no response.

Meng Jingzhe was not discouraged and continued to ask: "How long will it take for you to wake up?"

Still no answer.

Meng Jingzhe is not from this world, he is a time traveler. Before time travel, his family was happy and he did not need to worry about other things in his daily life, he only needed to study hard.

He is indeed worthy of his efforts. He performed exceptionally well in the college entrance examination. He broke through from the top ten in the province to the top of the province in science. He was about to enter a top prestigious school. However, on the way to a reunion with his classmates, he was driven by fatigue.

The driver was killed.

He came into this world and landed as a baby.

He originally thought this was a normal ancient world. Although he had missed his modern relatives for so many years, he planned his future according to inertia. He had already planned to take the imperial examination and become an official in the future. But as he grew up, he

Only to find that this is actually a world of immortals.

In this world, the strong are respected, but his mother is just a lowly immortal cultivator.

He originally wanted to step into the path of immortality early, but unfortunately, although he was always conscious, he could not control his body and remained a little fool for thirteen years.

His consciousness was trapped in the body and he could do nothing. It was not until his mother's enemies came to the door and he watched his mother die that he was finally able to control his body.

Along with his return to normal, there was also a voice in his head. It turned out that he had turned on a system that was hung up.

This so-called "Onmyoji" system is not the Onmyoji from Japan in the modern world, but the "Onmyoji" with strange yin and yang.

And this so-called system, after a brief explanation of the mission, told him that as long as the mission quota was enough, he could return to modern times, and he quickly fell into a deep sleep.

Until now, it has been sleeping for two years.

Meng Jingzhe did not receive a reply from the system at this time, and was not too disappointed. She carried a bag of spiritual rice and continued walking towards home.

The south of the city is where the poor live. The houses here are dilapidated and the alleys are extremely narrow.

He raised his head slightly and saw three shabby big characters "Pingkangfang" hanging above his head. This is where the poor in Taiyuan City gather.

After Meng Jingzhe entered Pingkangfang, he walked for several hundred meters and finally stopped in front of a dilapidated small house.

Opening the door, there is a small courtyard of ten square meters.

"Are you up?" Meng Jingzhe asked towards the back room.

No one answered in the room, only slight snoring.

Meng Jingzhe sighed, turned on the stove, carefully grabbed a handful of spiritual rice from the bag and put it into the pot. Then he stopped caring about the stove, lit a lamp, and began to draw talismans on the table next to the stove.

Drawing a talisman is a very labor-intensive task. When the spiritual rice was cooked and had a slight fragrance, Meng Jingzhe could only draw a complete talisman.

He checked the talisman pen and carefully put it away. He stood up and knocked on the door of the inner room.

After knocking once, he felt a little uncomfortable. After knocking twice more, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Are you up?" Meng Jingzhe asked again.

There was still only slight snoring in response to him.

Adhering to the principle of asking three times, Meng Jingzhe raised her voice slightly and repeated: "Are you up?"

Still no one responded in the room.

Meng Jingzhe no longer hesitated at this time and gently pushed the door open. Following the faint light, he saw the delicate left side of his face.

Her fair skin showed a faint blush from sleeping for too long.

The first thing Meng Jingzhe noticed was not the girl's delicate profile, but the thin quilt covering her tightly in the hot weather.

He was slightly relieved when he saw that the girl was well covered and there was no scene that would embarrass him.

"Lazy pig." Meng Jingzhe picked up the small fan on the side and gently patted the sleeping girl's face.

Meng Xiaotian was woken up but she didn't panic. She wrinkled her face and looked at him with misty eyes, saying, "Brother, you're back."

When Meng Jingzhe saw her waking up, he relaxed slightly, then frowned and looked at the dark red birthmarks on the right side of the girl's face, and said: "Lazy pig, if you don't get up, it will be dawn."

"You call sister, and I will get up."

Meng Xiaotian was still lying down, with no intention of getting up at all, and was still coquettishly coquettishly talking to her brother.

Meng Jingzhe thought for a moment and said, "Get up, my lazy little sister."

[Yin-Yang value from Meng Xiaotian: +0.1]

Meng Xiaotian's face was full of reluctance. She was originally moving slowly, but at the moment when the rice was ripe and fragrant, she suddenly jumped up from the bed.

"Let's eat!" Meng Xiaotian shouted happily, her eyes sparkling, and even the red birthmark all over her right face seemed to be filled with happiness at this time.

Meng Jingzhe grabbed her sister who was about to run out happily, frowned at her, and then gently pulled the bun on her left side.

Originally, due to sleeping, the balls on both sides were pressed at different heights, but after Meng Jingzhe pulled them, they were finally on the same level.

Meng Xiaotian:?

Meng Jingzhe glanced at the red half of her face covered with distorted birthmarks. The more she looked at it, the more uncomfortable she felt. She whispered, "Why is it only growing on one side?"

Only then did Meng Xiaotian realize that this brother was ill again and said, "You just think I'm ugly."

Meng Jingzhe did not deny it, but nodded, without any desire to survive, and said directly: "The birthmarks are not symmetrical, they are really ugly."

Meng Xiaotian was too lazy to pay attention to him anymore. After scolding him for "something wrong," she walked out of the house angrily.

This house has only two rooms, one large and one small. Meng Xiaotian lives in the back room and Meng Jingzhe lives in the main room outside.

Although the main room is larger, it serves as the kitchen, living room, and Meng Jingzhe's bedroom, so there are too many things in it, making it a bit crowded.
To be continued...