Falling in Love Online with an Ancient General

Chapter 11

Others were just walking their dogs, but she was getting dragged by the dog!

The big yellow dog seemed to know the way home very well, running swiftly, and Feng Qingyi had no choice but to follow it and run.

After sprinting all the way to the noodle shop from the morning, Feng Qingyi felt utterly exhausted, much more daunting than running 800 meters in high school.

When the Old Granny saw the big yellow dog, she hurriedly came out from the shop.

"Miss, thank you so much! If it weren't for you, my little Huang might still be suffering somewhere!"

Feng Qingyi quickly said, "It was a small deed. You don't need to take it to heart, Granny. Now that the dog has been found, I'll head home."

"Truly a kind-hearted girl!"

Feng Qingyi took out her phone and saw 20 credits deposited. Suddenly, she no longer felt tired at all and could keep going.

However, in the past, running 800 meters would have nearly cost her half her life, but today's run was more than just 800 meters. It seemed to be the effect of the body-strengthening pills.

After returning home, Feng Qingyi stayed in her room. She had just earned 20 credits, and her balance was now 90.

Should she send a message to Qin Yuchuan? Feng Qingyi was conflicted.

On the one hand, she wanted to earn credits from him to achieve her goal of purchasing goods, but on the other hand, she felt a bit uneasy, as she was clearly exploiting him.

In the end, Feng Qingyi didn't send the message, but she received one from Qin Yuchuan.

[Qin Yuchuan: Have you had breakfast?]

[Feng Qingyi: Yes, I have. What about you?]

[Qin Yuchuan: I have had it.]

[Feng Qingyi: What did you all eat?]

Ancient times seemed to have many delicious foods, but in the military camp, there couldn't be anything good to eat.

[Qin Yuchuan: Porridge.]

[Feng Qingyi: Only porridge?]

[Qin Yuchuan: And pickled vegetables.]

Feng Qingyi knew that the conditions in the military camp were not good, but she didn't expect it to be this bad, with only porridge and pickled vegetables. For a moment, she didn't know how to reply.

[Qin Yuchuan: Still there?]

[Feng Qingyi: Yes, I'm just a bit saddened by your hardships.]

[Qin Yuchuan: What hardship?]

[Feng Qingyi: Are you not busy now?]

[Qin Yuchuan: No urgent matters at the moment.]

[Qin Yuchuan: Did I disturb you?]

[Feng Qingyi: No, I've finished my homework, so I'm free.]

[Qin Yuchuan: The military book you sent me was good, thank you.]

[Feng Qingyi: You're welcome.]

She was just trying out the remote delivery function.

[Qin Yuchuan: Is there anything you would like?]

[Feng Qingyi: I lack nothing, there's nothing I want.]

Qin Yuchuan stared at this line for a while. Didn't she need to return the favor?

[Qin Yuchuan: Courtesy should be reciprocated. You sent me a military book, so I should give you a gift in return. What do you like?]

Unexpectedly, ancient people were so particular about etiquette. However, it was still a question whether he could send her anything through his phone!

[Feng Qingyi: To me, the military book is not a valuable item. You don't need to dwell on it. It's uncertain whether your phone can send me anything!]

As it turned out, Feng Qingyi's guess was correct. Although Qin Yuchuan wanted to reciprocate, his phone didn't have that function yet.

[Qin Yuchuan: I haven't found a way to send anything, but I will remember.]

[Feng Qingyi: It's fine, it was just a military book. You don't need to worry about it.]

Moreover, it wasn't even her belongings.

They chatted casually for a while, and Feng Qingyi put down her phone.

She left her room and went to the kitchen, where she saw Feng Qingci preparing the ingredients and went to help.

"Aren't you studying?" Feng Qingci asked while chopping vegetables.

Feng Qingyi was washing the vegetables beside him, "I can't study all the time. I need rest too."

Feng Qingci put the chopped vegetables into a plate, "I feel like there's something off with you lately. You never used to voluntarily help me wash vegetables."

"I came to help you on my own, and you're not even happy about it. Then I'll leave!"

Feng Qingci cooperated, "Don't leave, don't leave. The kitchen really needs you. Can you chop that eggplant? I'll start cooking."

After many years of practice, Feng Qingci's cooking skills had become superb.

Smelling the aroma from the kitchen, Feng Qingyi suddenly thought of Qin Yuchuan.

He had said that they drank porridge and ate pickled vegetables every day in the military camp. She had earned so many credits by using him, even though many times it was at his initiative. But she was undoubtedly the beneficiary.

She needed to compensate him somehow, and it would start with improving his meals.

After Feng Qingci finished cooking, "Take these dishes to the dining table. I'll go to my room for a bit."

Seeing Feng Qingci leave, Feng Qingyi quickly found a bowl and scooped half a bowl of rice from the rice cooker.

Then she found a pair of chopsticks and put some of the dishes Feng Qingci had cooked into the bowl. She then picked up her phone nearby, scanned it, and sent the bowl and chopsticks together to Qin Yuchuan.

In the tent of Tianqi Camp, Qin Yuchuan had just been served lunch by Yan Chi - two buns and a bowl of porridge.

At that moment, the phone in Qin Yuchuan's sleeve vibrated.

Qin Yuchuan took out his phone and saw a message.

Feng Qingyi has sent you an item, please sign for it.

Qin Yuchuan tapped the screen, and a steaming hot bowl of food appeared in front of him, along with a pair of pure black chopsticks.

[Feng Qingyi: It's lunchtime, so I sent you a bowl as well.]

Qin Yuchuan hesitated for a moment but eventually picked up the black chopsticks and started eating.

The vegetables were delicious, and the rice was soft and tender. Qin Yuchuan felt this was probably the most delicious meal he had eaten in years.

He knew he should have had someone taste it first for poison, but remembering Feng Qingyi's eyes, he felt that a woman with such a pure gaze would not harm him.

It was an intuition, and he trusted his intuition.

In the Feng family dining room, Feng Qingyi and Feng Qingci sat across from each other.

Feng Qingci looked at the dishes on the table and felt that something was off.

His gaze fell on the plate of stir-fried pepper and beef.

"Feng Qingyi, did you sneak and eat the meat while I wasn't paying attention?"

Feng Qingyi glared at Feng Qingci, "Don't talk nonsense. I haven't even touched my chopsticks. Check for yourself."

Feng Qingci was puzzled. He was very sure that there was less beef in the stir-fry, but he had only been gone for three or five minutes.

She shouldn't have eaten half of it. Her chopsticks were indeed clean, and there were no traces in her bowl. So where did the food go?

"I feel like there are fewer eggplants and greens here, you didn't eat them secretly, did you?"

Feng Qingyi said, "Which eye of yours saw me eating them secretly? How could I eat them so quickly?"

"After the eggplants and greens are stir-fried, they naturally become less. You've been cooking for so long, how could you not know that?"

Hearing Feng Qingyi's words, Feng Qingci didn't think much of it anymore, assuming he had simply miscounted.

However, when he had finished the rice in his bowl and went to serve himself more, Feng Qingci felt that something was off again.