So Jian Chen bit his chopsticks and regarded himself as a rabbit that only knew how to cook.
As for what Jiang Chichuan was saying, he nodded in response, insisting on the principle of not talking while eating and running away after eating.
The topic at the dinner table changed again and again, from catching monsters at the beginning to discussing the medicinal plants on the mountain.
Later, he doesn't know who started it, and started talking about the surrounding Feng Shui.
It happened that Jiang Chichuan was still studying this topic today. He gently put down his chopsticks, but it was rare for him to answer the conversation while eating.
This shocked several other people at the table.
"Master can also read Feng Shui?"
The speaker was sitting next to him. Jian Chen was still working hard with his head down, but when someone asked the question he wanted to ask, he quietly slowed down his movements, pricked his ears and started to listen.
"Um."
"Wow," it was Shi Lu who spoke this time, "this is the first time I know that."
Coincidentally, this is the first time he knows about it.
Jian Chen nodded in his mind, but the movements of his hands became faster again.
Because of Jiang Chichuan's participation, the topic on the table successfully changed from a casual discussion mode to a serious teaching.
Although it is rare for Jiang Chichuan to talk so much while eating, everyone hates being unable to study, especially when he is forced to study when he should be relaxing to eat, even if it is to stir up a topic. Shi Lu couldn't sit down in the end, so she hurriedly put down her bowls and chopsticks and found an excuse to sneak away.
Only Jian Chen, who lowered his head and seemed to be eating, actually had already opened Minesweeper in the system panel and started killing time, remained at the table.
He was playing seriously and naturally did not notice the gradually empty seats around him.
Only when Jiang Chichuan finished wiping his hands and slowly stood up and sat next to him, the little monster who had just clicked on Thunder and looked at the game failure prompt raised his head with a feeling.
"Master?" His tone was a little confused, and he obviously didn't understand why the other person was approaching him.
Jiang Chichuan glanced at the empty air in front of him, responded in a low voice, and stood up again.
He closed his sleeves and then handed his hand to the young man.
"Follow me."
Jian Chen had doubts in his heart, but still subconsciously put his hand over him. After completing this action, he said, "where are you going?"
"Didn't you say that you need to know plants?" Jiang Chichuan said, "by the way, I'll teach you some Feng Shui."
In fact, Jian Chen has always completed the side task of identifying plants with a Buddhist mentality.
Seeing that Jiang Chichuan was more serious than himself, he said, "there's no rush."
"Really?"
Jiang Chichuan asked back: "Who said he didn't know grass before, and was he afraid that he would feel uncomfortable if he ate something inedible someday?"
This was another reason why Jian Chen used to coax Jiang Chichuan into doing tasks for him besides saying it was a novice task.
He said it casually after brainstorming, but he never expected that Jiang Chichuan could bring it back and use it in such a place.

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