Chapter 558: Primitive People Get to Eat Noodles

Because Ying is tall and Nan Qinghuan is not short, the child they gave birth to also grows faster than other children.

Look, Beibei is already up to an adult's knee height.

The little fellow is chubby and cute, making one want to reach out and pinch him.

"This child is growing a bit fast."

Nan Qinghuan also grew weary, handed the child to A Mu, and she walked outward with Jiguang; the streets outside are wider, and ever since this place was expanded into a city, the streets are several times larger than those of the former tribe.

Yet even so, the carriage sometimes gets jammed.

Because too many people come here.

Jiguang saw the bustling scene before her eyes and could hardly imagine it was once that tiny Small Town; she marveled at the changes, truly feeling that humanity can conquer destiny.

Her tribe members have now all found work: some serve the rich as servants or children, some weave cloth to earn money, the men can go hunting to sell, and they can also do other hard labor; for instance, they are now constructing a Great Wall in ancient times.

Like Qin Shi Huang built the Great Wall, they intend to encircle Dragon City completely, then erect Beacon Towers on the wall, station guards here; whenever there is enemy activity they light the beacon, so the people here will immediately notice and prepare to confront the foe.

Because they are modern people who traveled back, they know how to defend; Ying and Rongdi were told that these methods are gifts from the Heavenly God.

In fact, they are not.

"A lot has happened these past months; strangely, why is there no news from the Baiqi Tribe?"

Jiguang had always wanted to ask about this—why there was no news from the Baiqi Tribe, what happened? Hearing her question, Nan Qinghuan merely smiled and said, "As I suspected after the many deaths, it turned out just as I guessed. The one called Yezi went back and told the old chief of the Baiqi Tribe that he was killed by an animal. The chief was angry and indignant, but he cannot blame us for it, so these days have been quiet. However, the autumn harvest is about to begin, and once this season's harvest is over, the offensive against the Baiqi Tribe will start."

That's right; they have all agreed that this deep‑rooted threat must be eliminated, otherwise the battle will inevitably come, and it's better to strike early than late.

Once everything here is fully prepared, they can begin.

Hearing Nan Qinghuan's words, Jiguang also thought so, "Don't worry, we will definitely win."

She now greatly admires Nan Qinghuan; she used to think she was just pretty, a mere ornament, but as she got to know her better, she suddenly realized that Nan Qinghuan is truly capable.

She heard that this place used to be savage, but it only began to change after she arrived; of course, Nan Qinghuan also endured much hardship and many grievances.

Fortunately, everything has received the best reward.

As she was about to speak, she suddenly felt a wave of acid reflux coming from her throat; she immediately covered her mouth to vomit, but she couldn't bring anything up.

"What's wrong?"

Since arriving here, Jiguang has also put on some weight, because the living conditions are far better than those of the Giant Tribe, and Rongdi treats her well.

This has made her both relaxed and plump.

"It's nothing, just a bit of acid reflux."

"Acid reflux?"

Nan Qinghuan's first thought wouldn't be that she's pregnant; she's been with Rongdi for half a year, so there should be some sign.

"You sit down, I'll take a look."

"Look at what? I just ate too many sour lemons; there aren't many tasty foods here, and lemons are my favorite."

Nan Qinghuan ignored that, then pulled her to a noodle stall; indeed, this was the first time noodles appeared here, and she made them—these people are clever and learned by copying.

Now every street has noodle shops, and life is abundant.

"Come sit, I'll show you."

Jiguang helplessly extended her hand to her, "That's impossible; my period was just last month."

"Last month?"

Nan Qinghuan slowly took her pulse, and suddenly discovered… damn!

"What's wrong?"

Jiguang was speechless, "It can't really be over, can it? That's impossible!"

"Alright, stop running around lately; it's already been a month. Calculate whether your period has been delayed."

This remark left Jiguang completely stunned; she stared at Nan Qinghuan in amazement, then suddenly recalled something, "Oh dear, really, I thought it was just the heat so I didn't pay attention—I'm pregnant?"

"Congratulations, the baby is one month old."

Speaking of the child, Nan Qinghuan thought of Yao's child, which is truly impressive—half a year old and already running everywhere; Beastman's children are indeed different from normal humans'.

"One month?"

Jiguang exclaimed excitedly, "I'll go tell Rongdi right now; you have no idea how mad he is about watching your child."

Lately, Rongdi has liked to tease their children, as well as Yao's; he envies that they have children while he doesn't, so whenever he has free time he drags her to make babies.

It's unclear what's happening; perhaps her body suffers from uterine cold, unable to conceive, and now suddenly she is pregnant.

This made her overjoyed.

After Jiguang left, Nan Qinghuan smiled, about to say something, when the owner hurried over, "Madam, would you like a bowl of noodles?"

Yes, she is now a madam; they all call her City Lord's Lady.

Looking at the steaming noodles in the pot, Nan Qinghuan nodded, "Alright, one bowl of noodles."

The noodles now are still quite thick, because they lack such machinery, but ancient people were clever and knew to cut them thin with a knife.

So these noodles vary in size.

Yet the taste is still good; they have learned to use pork as broth ingredient, resulting in a fresh flavor.

The flavor is also excellent.

When Nan Qinghuan lifted her chopsticks to eat the noodles, Li Xiang hurried over from not far away, looking as if he had an urgent matter.

He was wearing a short‑sleeved shirt and shorts; the whole look was that of a modern ancient person.

Li Xiang strode toward her, instantly sitting beside her; he had gone to her house and found no one, and didn't expect her to be eating noodles here.

"Junior sister"

"Senior brother, a bowl of noodles?"

Li Xiang, panting heavily, shook his head, "I've already eaten, I'm not hungry; why are you here? I've been looking for you for a long time."

"What's wrong, is there a problem with the Great Wall construction?"

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