Tang Wenjie really couldn't have imagined that the first job his boss assigned him would be like this.
According to his thinking, Shen Qing spent about a hundred crystal cores on him, which was not a small amount. Shouldn't Shen Qing urge him to go on a mission and kill zombies quickly to recoup his investment?
What is this for? ... Compliance test? Tang Wenjie was full of questions, but it was not easy to refuse the first request made by the boss. However, Shen Qing's description... Tang Wenjie scratched his head: "Are you talking about the ancient ingots?"
Yuanbao is indeed a form of silver ingot. Shen Qing has collected a lot of gold and silver since he came to this world, but he has never seen Yuanbao or other shapes of silver ingots, let alone people using silver as currency - he has seen the currency of this world before the zombie outbreak, which is a small piece of paper with various colors and exquisite patterns.
So he described the shape of the silver ingot to Tang Wenjie in that way, instead of directly saying silver ingot, ingot, or horseshoe silver, because he thought Tang Wenjie had never seen a silver ingot. Just like there are so many things in this world that his world doesn't have, such as guns, rice cookers, and range hoods... So what's so strange about his world having some things that don't exist here?
But Tang Wenjie just said the word "Yuanbao" and "ancient times"...
What is the ancient times? Ancient ingots, is the ancient times its own world?
Shen Qing was stunned for a moment, opened his mouth to ask, but finally swallowed it back and secretly memorized the word in his heart: "Yes, it's ingot. Can you turn this silver bar into the shape of an ingot?"
Tang Wenjie rubbed his hands. He had just awakened his superpowers. Not to mention, even if it was an obedience test, he wanted to try it! So he took the silver bar and said, "Then let me try it?"
Everyone in the room came to watch the fun. Tang Wenjie had just awakened his superpowers and was not very proficient in controlling the energy in his body. Moreover, this piece of silver was not his life weapon. It took him a long time to change the shape of the silver under the guidance of Song Kaiji and Qu Weiwei. It vaguely had the outline of a gold ingot, but it was definitely not a gold ingot.
Tang Wenjie was already sweating profusely. Such meticulous control of supernatural powers was far more energy-consuming than casually using his life-defining weapon. Tang Wenjie was trembling with fear: Could this be a kind of training from Shen Qing?
Which boy hasn’t read a few martial arts books? Bathing in a cold pond, practicing light skills with iron shoes, carrying water and stepping on wooden stakes… These seemingly strange training methods are often the basis for forging magical skills!
Tang Wenjie looked at the silver in his palm: If he could control the metal so meticulously and accurately, and use it in combat... He looked at Shen Qing seriously: "I will train well."
Shen Qing, who was planning to just forget it, said: “?”
"...Okay, then you can practice with it." Shen Qing silently withdrew his hand that was about to take the silver. Although he didn't know why Tang Wenjie wanted to practice this, Shen Qing was still willing to help him: "I'll get you some samples later. It might be easier to practice with them."
Tang Wenjie nodded solemnly: "Okay!"
Song Kaiji was thoughtful. If Shen Qing hadn't mentioned this, he wouldn't have remembered that the gold-type supernatural had so many wonderful uses. But now that he thought of it, Song Kaiji began to think divergently: "Ah, if you practice this well... I'll go out and pick up some scrap copper and iron in the future, can you make some furniture for the house?" The house they rented was quite simple. There was nothing else except a bed and a table. The sofa was found by Song Kaiji himself.
Metal is not difficult to find. There are still many facilities left in such a large amusement park. It would be enough to just dismantle the frame of a carousel. "Now we need some bunk beds. If you practice more, build one for us, and we won't have to leave the base to look for them."
Tang Wenjie: ???
Isn't he the strongest gold-type supernatural being? Is it reasonable to always ask him to do such weird things?
Everyone joked for a few words, and Tang Wenjie went back to studying with the silver ingot in his hand. Song Kaiji remembered something and said to Shen Qing, "You asked me to find two people who know how to tofu. I found two of them, but I feel like neither of them is suitable." In other words, they are not suitable to be included in their team.
Before the end of the world, tofu was easy to buy. You could buy a large piece for two or three yuan in the vegetable market or supermarket. There were old, tender, brine, gypsum, and dried tofu, and Qianzhang Baiyejie. Who would bother to make tofu at home? Even rural people dare not say that they can make everything, and Song Kaiji spent a lot of effort to find someone. Finally, he found two families: one was a processing factory before the end of the world, not only tofu, but also soy milk, duck blood, bean curd... everything, and supplied it to small supermarkets. The other was a housewife. Before the end of the world, she paid attention to healthy living and was afraid of additives and didn't want to buy it outside. She made soy milk at home every day and also studied the method of making tofu.
But the two families asked for very high salaries, far exceeding the conditions offered by Shen Qing: the family that opened the processing factory did not want to join Shen Qing's team. They were the kind of family that would never want to face zombies again, and they were even worried that if they joined the team, they would be forced to go on missions. They asked Song Kaiji to rent them a house, and asked for a huge reward of 1,000 crystal cores. The good thing was that except for tofu, they were willing to teach Shen Qing all the recipes.
The other family was a family of four, a couple with two children, the older one was in his teens, and the younger one was seven or eight years old. The housewife hoped that Song Kaiji could bring their whole family into the base and include them in the team, rather than being satisfied with just two places.
Song Kaiji compared them for a long time but still couldn't make up his mind, so he came to Shen Qing to discuss: "It's also because I don't have enough experience. They saw that I really wanted to learn how to make tofu, and they took advantage of me." He went to the refugee camp every few days to ask questions, maybe people had been observing him for a long time. "The housewife is cheaper, but she has two more children. The children who can survive until now in the end of the world are not very noisy or naughty. But I don't think the couple's personalities are easy to get along with."
Song Kaiji guessed that this family should have been quite wealthy before the end of the world, above middle class. Even though they had fallen into such a situation now, the tone in which they spoke to Song Kaiji revealed a hint of arrogance, yet seemed a little twisted because they really needed Song Kaiji's help.
Shen Qing pondered for a while: "Then let's choose the first one. Anything that can be solved with money is not a problem. Of course, if we can bargain a little bit, it will be even better." Besides, the first one knows so much, it won't be a loss for him to learn more. Instead of hiring someone with an unsuitable personality to join the team, and everyone will be on guard every day, it's better to spend more money.
As for starch sausage, there are many people who can fry it, but it is rare to find people who can make it. Song Kaiji has not found one yet.
The two of them sat in the restaurant to discuss. Mother Tang cleaned up the pots, pans, bowls and chopsticks one by one, and wiped the table clean. Finally, she couldn't help but ask, "Who are you looking for? Why do you need so many crystal cores? Do you want to learn how to make tofu? No need to learn, I can do it!"
Shen Qing and Song Kaiji turned around in surprise and looked at Tang's mother. Tang's mother felt a little embarrassed by the look on her face: "If you want to eat it, I can make it tomorrow. Mapo tofu, scallion-fried tofu, crab roe tofu stew, I can make them all - but I don't have crab roe or beans. You can go buy some beans tomorrow. From making soy milk to making tofu pudding, making tofu, making tofu skin, and tying yuba, I can do it all! Why spend all that money to learn from others?"
Mother Tang was really shocked. She knew that Shen Qing was rich, but she didn't expect that Shen Qing was so rich that he was willing to spend a thousand crystal cores just to take advantage of her. Isn't he too fond of food?
Of course, she didn't know that Shen Qing was planning to learn how to do business in another world. She just thought that Shen Qing did it purely for the purpose of improving the food.
Shen Qing's mouth was watering when she listed a series of dishes. He looked at Tang's mother with sparkling eyes and admiration: "Auntie, can you make starch sausage?"
Mother Tang was stunned for a moment, then she recalled carefully: "...Don't tell me, I really might."
Shen Qing:? What do you mean? If you can do it, you can do it. If you can’t do it, you can’t do it. How can it be possible?
However, after saying that, Mother Tang actually went into the house and started looking for her luggage. She now lived in the same room with Qu Weiwei, and Song Kaiji also let the broken tent go out. The things inside were all there, neatly piled up at the end of the bed by Mother Tang.
Shen Qing saw Mother Tang take out a flat square, pull out a thin white wire, and plug one end of the wire into the wall: Shen Qing knew that was a socket.
It was only after he asked Song Kaiji to rent the house here that he realized there was such a thing as "electricity" in this world. There are many things that can run on their own without any manpower as long as they are plugged into this electricity.
Of course, although the base now has electricity, not everyone can afford it, and the electricity price is quite expensive.
Mother Tang inserted the other end of the thin wire into the flat square piece, and after a few breaths, the flat square piece lit up. Mother Tang pointed at the square piece for a while, and the square piece actually made a sound of human speech. Mother Tang happily called Shen Qing: "Come and see, is this how to make starch sausage!"
Shen Qing suppressed his shock and walked over. The originally black square actually had a picture on it, which looked exactly like the real thing: a pair of hands holding meat filling, putting the meat filling into a bowl, and then pouring flour into it...
Shen Qing almost held his breath and asked in a trembling voice: "...What is this?"
Mother Tang didn't know that Shen Qing was asking about the phone. She thought Shen Qing was talking about the videos she had cached. She coughed awkwardly and said, "Hey, I'm doing a live broadcast. I keep showing the same dishes. The kids are tired of watching them. Should I learn a few more dishes?"
So I cached other people’s cooking videos and watched them over and over again.
Tang Wenjie looked up from the side and pointed out: "You are suspected of plagiarism."
"What are you copying? We cook, how can that be called copying?" Tang's mother was very unhappy: "I'm not making short videos. I just learned a new dish from others. How can that be called copying? What do you know? Shut up!"
Kong Yiji of the cooking world forced his son to shut up and handed the phone to Shen Qing: "Look, what else do you want to eat? I can learn to make everything here, why should we spend that money?" She felt so lucky! If it were someone else, wouldn't they just search whenever they wanted to learn? How could it be cached?
It was she who, in order to save electricity at night, would turn off the socket of the router. She would lie in bed with nothing to watch before going to bed, so she accidentally cached so many videos.
Shen Qing held the phone in his hands, not daring to move. The video of making starch sausage slowly finished playing and automatically jumped to the next video. Shen Qing suddenly widened his eyes.
In the picture, a woman dressed in a way that was very similar to his world - of course, much more gorgeous. The gorgeously dressed woman knelt down in front of a man who was also dressed in rich clothes, and said with tears in her eyes: "I am innocent. I only have your Majesty in my heart, and no one else!"
Shen Qing almost lost his balance and felt dizzy: "What is this? What on earth is this?"
Mother Tang glanced at the screen and said, "Ah, this is the costume drama I cached. This man is such a jerk. He believed Concubine Liu's slander and made the queen kneel in the imperial garden for three days and three nights. He also fed her seven bowls of sterilizing soup. It made me so angry! Even though he is the emperor, he can't do this!"
Emperor, Empress, Imperial Concubine, Imperial Garden, Costume Drama, Ancient Times...
This information quickly poured into Shen Qing's mind. His brain was spinning like a mess, and something seemed to be gradually becoming clear.
After a long while, he finally found his voice and returned the flat block to Tang's mother: "I will bring the beans and pork in a few days. Auntie, please teach me how to make tofu and starch sausage. Auntie, please take a look. Do you need to prepare anything else besides these two?"
Mother Tang was very happy to be able to help the boss. She felt that although she did not have special powers, she was still very useful. She carefully made a list for Shen Qing.
Fortunately, she took all the mobile phones with her when she left home. Although the Internet and communications were all cut off, and these electronic products worth thousands of dollars before the end of the world became no different from bricks, she always had a glimmer of hope: maybe in three or five years, the authorities would be able to restore communications. By then, if Tang Wenjie's father was still alive, would he still remember his phone number and the family could be reunited?
So even when facing life and death along the way, she held on to her backpack tightly and never threw it away.
…
Lantang Village.
That day, Wang Lao Niang was rejected in marriage proposal and was scolded by Shen Qing. She could not swallow this humiliation and went back to spread bad things about Shen Qing everywhere.
Although many people knew what kind of person she was, they certainly exaggerated what they said, but there were always those who enjoyed watching the excitement and the funeral. Even though they knew there was something fishy going on, they were still happy to talk about it and spread it.
After going around in circles, this gossip actually returned to Lantang Village.
"You mean Qing Ge'er? He just made some money by killing some wild boars. But he turned his attention away. I heard that the man was a decent guy, but Qing Ge'er looked down on him and even scolded him away."
A group of people sat under the locust tree at the entrance of the village to bask in the sun, picking peanuts from time to time. The New Year was coming soon, and it was time to fry some peanuts to entertain guests. Peanuts grown at home didn't cost money to buy, and they were more affordable than snacks and candies.
The person who said this was obviously trying to start something on purpose, intending to start something and get more gossip. She turned to matchmaker Wei, who was also peeling peanuts, and said, "Sister Chunfang, I heard that you were the matchmaker. Were you there that day? What happened? Tell us all about it."
During the slack season, every household would listen to these gossips to pass the time, and everyone around would prick up their ears. When Wei the matchmaker heard this, she felt something was wrong, and it turned to her.
She didn't respond. She stood up with her basket in her hand with a wooden face and patted the dirt off her body. "It's almost time to cook. I'll go back first."
She didn't dare to talk behind Qing Ge'er's back! After returning that day, she sent a hundred coins over. Shen Qing didn't take it, but she didn't know if the tone of his words was a psychological effect. She always thought that there was something ambiguous.
After that, Wang Lao Niang pestered her for a long time and asked her to return the money: if the marriage proposal failed, Wang Lao Niang would not spend more than a hundred coins for nothing. She regarded the previous promise as fart and refused to leave the Wei family.
When facing Old Lady Wang, Matchmaker Wei was not afraid. This was the territory of Lantang Village. Old Lady Wang had given birth to several boys, but they were only in Xiaoji Village. How could Wei Chunfang still be bullied in her own village?
Although Wang Lao Niang was driven away in the end, she was still harassed for several days and was very annoyed.
It turns out that you can't be greedy for money! Matchmaker Wei learned a lesson this time.
It was only the 9th hour, and we had just finished breakfast. How could it be time for dinner? But Matchmaker Wei lied with her eyes open, got up in a hurry and left without saying a word of courtesy.
The chatterbox woman who asked the question earlier was a little embarrassed, but she didn't want to offend the village matchmaker and midwife. After holding her breath for a while, she could only turn the topic back to Shen Qing: "Qing'er is now capable. Even Wei the matchmaker dare not say a bad word about him. He doesn't even like good men. I don't know how good he plans to marry in the future. Do you still want to find a Pan An?"
After saying this, no one responded for a long time. The chatterbox woman felt strange and looked up. She saw Second Aunt Lian standing next to the tree without knowing when. She was furious at her: "What's so bad about Qing'er that matchmaker Wei could say that? You keep saying that you think the man from the Wang family is good, but you are planning to marry your daughter to him, and you can't stand Qing'er talking bad about your favorite son-in-law!"
The chatterbox woman's face changed immediately. She had a 15-year-old daughter who was as beautiful as a flower and was at the right age for marriage. The woman wanted to marry her daughter to the city, or to Shiqu Village if that was not possible. She wanted to choose a wealthy family. How could she be willing to let the poor Wang San have anything to do with her daughter?
Even though Second Aunt Lian was just lip-syncing, she knew how much gossip there was in the village! She stood up and started to fight with Second Aunt Lian: "Fuck you!"
Second Aunt Lian was not afraid of her. The woman who was used to farm work rolled up her sleeves and started to tear it apart: "You feel bad for your daughter and don't want to marry her! Why, you also know that Xiaoji Village is not a good place, and you don't want to marry someone from Xiaoji Village! It's okay if you don't want to, but if Qing Ge'er doesn't want to, then what's wrong with you?"
The man was no match for Aunt Lian in argument or fighting, and was hit several times, with his hair torn apart. The others under the tree hurriedly pulled them apart, but they all spoke to Aunt Lian: "Don't bother with her, she's a fool!"
"People go to higher places, and water flows to lower places. Which good child would want to marry someone from Little Chicken Village? It's only right that Qing Ge'er doesn't agree!"
They were mumbling to each other just now about Shen Qing being too picky, but now they changed their expressions in front of Aunt Lian Er. The gossipy woman gritted her teeth in anger: "I'm talking about your child? You come up and talk about my daughter! What does it have to do with you if I talk about Shen Qing!"
Second Aunt Lian pursed her hair that had been scattered in two strands because of the fight and said, "Miao Chunlei is my sister from the same clan, and Shen Qing is my nephew. They are all from our Miao family, and it is your turn to say anything! I'm going to make this clear today. If anyone continues to talk about Qing'er because of this matter, it means they are making things difficult for me, Miao Hexiang. If I find out, I will say the same thing about Qing'er to your entire family!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone shuddered in their hearts. Second Aunt Lian was indeed a quarrel expert certified by Aunt Guixiang, and Shen Qing's best learning object. In just a few words, she discovered the best way to deal with rumors: creating new rumors.
Fight gossip with gossip, fight immorality with immorality! You can't reason with these gossipers!
Aunt Lian picked up the basket beside her with a snort and turned to the small courtyard at the foot of the mountain. Today was the day she and Miao had agreed to go back to her mother's house together. Every year before the Chinese New Year, after cleaning up her own house, she would go back to her mother's house to help her mother with some work, and then she would go back on the second day of the Chinese New Year.
In the past, Miao was detained by the old Shen family and could not go, but now after hearing Second Aunt Lian mention it, she made an appointment to go together.
Miao opened the door and was shocked to see Second Aunt Lian's appearance: "What happened to you? Why are you like this?"
His hair was messy and his clothes were stained with dirt. If you didn't know him, you would think he had just come back from working in the fields.
"Don't mention it. I met some gossipers under the big locust tree and had a few words with them." Second Aunt Lian didn't mention it because of Shen Qing. It wasn't a good thing, and it made Miao feel upset when she heard it. "Do you have a comb here? Comb it for me. If I go back to my parents' home with this hair, my mother will scold me again."
Second Aunt Lian touched her hair and even picked off two grass leaves. Miao took a cloth towel, dipped it in water and used it to wipe off the dirt on her body. Touching her own hair and looking at Miao's, Second Aunt Lian was a little envious: "How did you get your hair so shiny?" She remembered that Miao's hair was not like this before. Could it be that because she ate well, her hair became better?
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