CHAPTER 474: CHAPTER 461: MR. TANG, YOUR CLOTHES ARE REALLY LONG TODAY.

"Oh, Mr. Tang, your outfit today really makes you look taller."

Tang Qingying looked down at her pink short skirt in confusion upon hearing this.

Taller? Really?

What did Han Qiwu mean by that?

"No, I mean, your legs look really pretty today, Mr. Tang."

As soon as the words left his mouth, Han Qiwu’s face turned bright red.

The blush reached all the way to the tips of his ears.

What was going on today? He couldn’t even talk properly when facing Mr. Tang!

But blushing wasn’t a big deal—he had thick skin.

Blushing was a physiological response.

Thick skin was mental fortitude.

After pausing for two seconds, Han Qiwu sincerely said, "Mr. Tang, you are truly beautiful today."

Tang Qingying teasingly circled around Han Qiwu and said, "Why can’t you speak properly? How long has it been since you last talked to a girl?"

Han Qiwu pulled out his phone and glanced at the timestamp on last night’s video call. Calmly, he replied, "Less than 12 hours ago. Let’s go inside—have you eaten yet? Are you hungry?"

"Tsk." Tang Qingying caught the implication in Han Qiwu’s tone, turned around, and opened the trunk of the car. She took out several cured meats, duck legs, and sausages and handed them to Han Qiwu. "I bought these from a shop my second aunt recommended. They taste pretty good, but don’t eat too much at once—it could be overwhelming. As for me, coming to your place means I definitely skipped breakfast! What have you cooked that’s so good? I can already smell it!"

Han Qiwu frowned slightly. "Even if there’s good food here, you should still eat breakfast. Otherwise, how will your stomach handle it?"

Barely had he finished speaking when Tang Qingying raised her lotus-like arms to block her ears, muttering under her breath.

"Not listening, not listening, little monk chanting scriptures."

Han Qiwu: "....."

"I’ve made some braised meat, but it’s not fully cooked yet. I’ll fry you a couple of eggs and heat some milk—you can have that temporarily."

"Alright, then fry me some sausages too!" Tang Qingying pouted reluctantly and carried the cured meat and sausages toward the door.

As soon as she stepped over the threshold, Tang Qingying caught sight of a shimmering pony in the morning light. She quickly shoved the items into Han Qiwu’s hands and walked over in surprise, saying, "Is this your pony? It’s so handsome! Golden, no less!"

Girls naturally liked fluffy, adorable creatures, and this pony—covered in golden fur, small, and undeniably cute—hit all her sweet spots perfectly.

The foal glanced at its owner’s expression, realizing it was time to show off.

"Neigh～"

The little horse gently snorted and sidled up to Tang Qingying, swaying its body as if inviting her to hop on.

Han Qiwu exclaimed flamboyantly, "Wow, it turns out even horses care about looks! I had to feed it hay for several days just to get close to it!"

Tang Qingying was all for the theatrics. Hearing this, she proudly raised her chin slightly, saying, "Of course! I’m the daughter of the prairie. Where’s the hay in your house? Let me feed it first."

"Here, here," Han Qiwu laughed, fetching a bundle of pre-prepared hay and handing it over.

The daughter of the prairie?

Wasn’t she the daughter of the sea last time?

Turns out nature’s habitats don’t discriminate?

After feeding the hay, Tang Qingying nervously asked, "I won’t fall off, will I? I’ve never ridden a horse before, but I did climb on a cow’s back when I was little in the village."

"Not with me right here—you definitely won’t fall. The foal doesn’t run fast. Just step on the stirrup, grab the reins, and sit up straight," Han Qiwu said, pulling over a small stool for Tang Qingying to stand on before helping her gradually mount the pony.

Considering the short skirt Tang Qingying wore today, Han Qiwu thoughtfully placed a clean, folded blanket on the saddle for extra coverage.

The pony, having eaten the hay, cooperatively stood still, waiting for Tang Qingying to climb on.

Standing on the stool, Tang Qingying placed her left foot in the stirrup. But just as she lifted her right leg, she instinctively grabbed Han Qiwu’s shoulders for support.

"Don’t be scared—it’s really fine. Relax a little." Han Qiwu stepped onto the stool as well, firmly holding Tang Qingying by the shoulders and effortlessly lifting her onto the saddle.

"Phew!"

Sitting on the pony’s back, Tang Qingying instinctively grabbed the reins, straightened her posture, and asked in surprise, "How do you have such strength? I felt like I was flying a second ago."

"Farming builds muscles. Anyway, I’m letting go now—I’ll lead the pony by the reins, just don’t kick it," Han Qiwu said reluctantly, releasing Tang Qingying’s shoulders, jumping off the stool, and gently pulling the reins to guide the pony as they slowly walked outside.

"Wow, riding a horse is so fun! No wonder Sun Shangxiang preferred dressing for battle over wearing red robes. What breed is this pony?" Tang Qingying asked in delight, swaying back and forth on horseback.

"Akhal-Teke—a legendary horse known as a ’blood-sweating steed’ in history books," Han Qiwu explained with a grin.

"Wow! A blood-sweating steed? Han Qiwu, where do you manage to meet so many interesting people? Do you have some kind of secret identity?" Tang Qingying asked playfully, eyes sparkling mischievously.

"Totally. According to the novels you read, I’m actually the world’s richest man, living here just to keep you company," Han Qiwu replied with a straight face.

After saying that, he couldn’t help thinking about the priceless, fortune-bringing items that had come his way.

If only he really were the world’s richest man.

He’d buy ten of them!

Tang Qingying scoffed lightly and, while gradually getting used to horseback riding, asked, "Why haven’t you opened that package yet? You need to soak the Pumpkin King seeds before planting them."

"I was waiting for you to get back so we could look together." Han Qiwu pulled out the package Tang Qingying had handed him earlier and untied the bow.

Inside were two items: the Pumpkin King seeds Tang Qingying had mentioned, and a wooden bead bracelet with a particularly striking jade bead in the center. The jade bead shimmered brightly under the morning sun, gleaming vividly.

Han Qiwu first examined the Pumpkin King seeds.

They glowed faintly!

Once Mr. Tang left, he could plant them right away.

[Pumpkin King Seeds]×20

[Planting Method: Soak seeds for two hours before burying them in soil]

[Maturity Time: 12 days]

[Note: Pumpkins have rich nutritional value]

Too bad it wasn’t a giant plant seed.

Seriously?

Just plain pumpkins?

Better plant them first and see the results.

Who knows—maybe the pumpkins would turn out huge.

After finishing his inspection of the Pumpkin King seeds, Han Qiwu curiously picked up the bracelet, which also seemed to emanate a faint glow, and asked, "Why does the bead in the center look a little different?"

Tang Qingying replied with a hint of pride, "Of course it’s different. The bead in the center is called the Fortune Bead. When your luck is down, turning it can make your luck better!"

"Seriously?" Han Qiwu asked excitedly, inspecting its attributes.

Mr. Tang was practically the Goddess of Luck herself.

[Fortune Bracelet]

[Uses: Accessory]

[Special Effect – Good Luck: Rotate the Fortune Bead to activate the good luck state: +3 to luck for one hour; after the good luck state ends, -2 to luck for one hour (can only be used once daily)]

[Note: Use it wisely]