Chapter 27: Gaining the Favorability of 100 People
At night, Lao Xin stared at the roof, tossing and turning for a long time and unable to fall asleep. It was not until dawn and the sound of roosters crowing outside that he fell into a deep sleep.
In a small mountain village in the early morning, there was a drizzle in the sky. A woman carrying a wooden bucket appeared on the road. Every time she passed a house, she would knock on the door and bring out a bowl of porridge.
The people in the mountain village were simple and honest, and they were embarrassed to accept it at first, but they couldn't resist the other party's eloquence, and finally they couldn't bear to refuse the other party's kindness, so they accepted it.
After half an hour, most of the gifts had been delivered. Zhu Mingqing thought that at least he could gain half of the favor.
As long as there are ten more people, the conditions for the first restoration of the Immortal Palace will be met.
When she was about to go back, she ran into Old Man Hua from last night.
She smiled and said, "Good morning, Dr. Hua."
Old Man Hua squinted his eyes and looked over, and immediately recognized that the other person was the little girl with amazing knife skills.
Seeing the wooden barrel in her hand, he walked over curiously and asked, "What is this?"
Zhu Mingqing squatted down and opened the wooden barrel. He said cheerfully, "Thank you to the village chief for taking me in yesterday. Today I made some shredded chicken and vegetable porridge for the villagers to enjoy. Doctor Hua, would you like to try it?"
Old man Hua stroked his gray beard. He didn't expect that even though he had been so cruel last night, he was still grateful.
But he is very picky and most foods are not to his taste.
So he refused and said, “No need.”
"Qingqing, we have gained the favor of 100 people." The little world spirit suddenly said excitedly.
Zhu Mingqing's face lit up with joy, and he prepared to go back and repair the space immediately.
When he stood up, a big yellow dog ran over and barked at the wooden barrel.
Old man Hua raised his eyebrows in surprise, thinking that this dog is really not picky about food.
Zhu Mingqing couldn't help but rub its head. It really has a dog nose and can smell anything delicious.
Now that you have gained the favor of a hundred people, I'll give you the last one.
Just as the big yellow dog was eating with gusto, the village chief came running after it, panting, shouting, "Mrs. Zhu, wait a minute..."
Zhu Mingqing stood up and waited until he came closer before asking, "What's wrong?"
The village chief calmed his breath, and an embarrassed smile appeared on the corner of his old mouth:
"My grandson doesn't like to eat, but he just finished the porridge you gave him. I want to ask if there is any extra? I can buy it." As he said this, he took out a few coins and handed it over.
Zhu Mingqing refused and pointed to his left leg and said, "This is the last one. I just gave it to it!"
"Oh!" The village chief slapped his thigh in annoyance and looked at the big yellow dog, as if he would snatch the bowl of porridge back in the next second.
The big yellow dog was also very smart. He turned around, pointed his butt towards the village chief, and continued eating with big mouthfuls.
Next to him, Old Man Hua, who was about to go home, paused. The village chief's grandson was famous for his picky eater. Sometimes he would rather starve than eat. How could he like to drink this so-called shredded chicken and vegetable porridge?
Look at the big yellow dog guarding its food.
Old Man Hua felt a little regretful. He should have tried it.
The village chief thought for a long time before hesitatingly saying, "Madam Zhu... could you make another one? I'm happy with the price."
Zhu Mingqing shook her head and refused. If it weren't for the favorability, and if there were no one around her who could be used, she would never cook for so many people.
The village chief sighed with a look of disappointment. Forget it, he couldn't spoil the child forever, otherwise he wouldn't be able to eat after everyone left.
"But..." Zhu Mingqing thought about repairing the Immortal Mansion, so he proposed his conditions: "I can give you some ingredients for making porridge, and I will tell you how to make it, but I also need something in exchange."
The village chief was delighted: "Okay, you go ahead."
"I want some seeds, any seeds, preferably some rare seeds.
We may have to leave in an hour. If you can deliver the seeds that meet the requirements within this time, you can take the food."
"No problem." This was a pleasant surprise. With the ingredients, I could at least have several meals.
The village chief turned around and ran away quickly.
Zhu Mingqing picked up the wooden barrel, nodded slightly to Old Man Hua, and prepared to leave.
The other party suddenly asked: "Can medicinal herb seeds be used?"
kindness?
Zhu Mingqing was stunned for a moment, then his face lit up with joy.
Yes, how could she forget the herbs.
"Of course, I'm going to go back and prepare the ingredients now. If Dr. Hua needs it, you can also exchange it for seeds."
Old Man Hua shook his head and said, "No, I want to eat what you made yourself."
…
As soon as the village chief and his grandson arrived at the door, they met Old Man Hua.
The child's name is Wen Baozhong, a five-year-old boy. Because he was born prematurely, his appetite has never been good and he looks only about three years old.
It is thanks to Old Man Hua who takes care of his health that he is able to live in good health until now.
Seeing Old Man Hua, he smiled sweetly: "Grandpa Hua, are you coming to drink porridge too?"
Old Man Hua stroked his beard and said with a smile, "Yes, does Xiao Baozhong like it too?"
He nodded seriously: "Give it to my brother."
Hearing this, Old Man Hua was stunned. He looked at the village chief, who was obviously also unaware of the situation.
The village chief patted his grandson's head with a look of satisfaction and said, "Okay, give it to your brother Baolu."
Zhu Mingqing came out with the porridge and just when he heard the word "Baolu", he stopped.
A strong curiosity welled up in my heart.
There are not many characters in this novel that she remembers, and Wen Baolu is one of them.
Are they talking about the richest businessman in Nanxia?
Wen Baolu, who became a waiter at Nanfeng Pavilion to pay for his brother's medical treatment, and then redeemed himself and started a legendary life?
The moment he saw Zhu Mingqing, Wen Baozhong opened his mouth slightly with a stunned expression. What a beautiful sister.
He couldn't help but whispered: "Sister..."
Zhu Mingqing smiled, squatted down to face the child, and corrected her: "It's not sister, it's..."
Isn't it a bit old to call her grandma?
The village chief said with a smile: "Xiaobao, call me auntie."
Zhu Mingqing curled his lips and said, "Yes, call me aunt."
Anyway, the grandson in this body is about to be born.
But Xiao Baozhong shook his head stubbornly, "It's my sister."
"Haha." Zhu Mingqing laughed. This little kid is interesting.
She put the porridge on the table beside her, picked him up and put him on the bench: "Come, don't you like to drink porridge? These are for you."
Xiao Baozhong looked at the bowl of porridge in front of him, which was bigger than his head, with his eyes wide open, not knowing how to start.
He said sincerely: "Sister, I can't finish it."
Zhu Mingqing couldn't help laughing again. What a cute little baby.
She poured out a small bowl and placed it in front of him: "Drink it."
Old man Hua also sat down next to him, poured himself a bowl without hesitation and started drinking.
As soon as he took a sip, his eyes flashed with surprise.
What a unique taste. It looks ordinary, but it tastes better than any porridge he had before.
An old man and a young boy were sitting at the table. The old man looked intoxicated, and the young boy couldn't help but lift up his little feet and swing them back and forth.
The village chief's eyes were filled with crystal tears, and he was finally able to eat.
When his eldest grandson comes back from school, he will definitely tell him the good news.
While they were eating, Zhu Mingqing came to the village chief and asked, "Village chief, I just heard you talking about Bao Lu. Who is he?"
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