Sleeping in the new house, Meng Zhiyu was particularly excited. It was already eleven o'clock after finishing today's study and exams, but he still didn't feel sleepy at all.
Meng Zhiyu simply sat down in class, opened the blind box, and saw the contents. His pupils contracted a few times. He picked up one of the items and asked Wangcai, "Is this the legendary little paper figurine?"
Wangcai said, "Yes, it is just as the host wants. This little paper figurine only needs a drop of the host's blood to obey the host's orders."
Meng Zhiyu turned the little paper figurine over and looked at it. "How long can one be used?"
"It can be as short as one second or as long as an indefinite amount. It depends on how the host uses them." Wangcai replied.
He looked at the three paper figures, then carefully placed them in the box and stored them in his storage space, intending to use them when needed.
Wangcai reminded, "Host, it's getting late. A good sleep is essential for a healthy body."
"I'll go to sleep right away." Meng Zhiyu responded, closed his eyes and tried to fall asleep, and fell asleep unknowingly.
The next day, I went to work, left work, studied, and took exams as usual. Three or four days passed like this, and finally I got two days of holidays.
That day, after work, Meng Zhiyu and his friends were walking back, discussing going to the county town to play tomorrow.
"I want to send a letter to my family. I haven't communicated with them for several days." Li Qingqing said in a good mood.
Li Tingman and Song Guangye nodded, indicating that they also wanted to send a letter.
Meng Zhiyu thought of his grandparents. After dinner, he returned to his room and spread out a piece of paper to write a letter. Half of it was addressed to his grandparents, and the other half was addressed to his two uncles and aunt. He expressed his concern for their health and said that he was living well here and had made several friends.
Afterwards, she went back to her system and calculated what she could sell. The three pigs were mature and ready to be slaughtered, but she didn't know how to slaughter pigs, and she couldn't ask others to help her.
Just as he was about to worry, Wangcai jumped out and said, "Host, you only need ten gold coins to get the pig slaughtering service."
Meng Zhiyu bargained, "Ten gold coins is a bit expensive, isn't it? Five is about right."
Wangcai shook his head. "Host, our service is very thoughtful. We will also help you sort the pork and clean it so that it can be put into the pot directly."
Meng Zhiyu insisted, "Okay then, add three more eight gold coins. The eight characters are so good, they sound the same, and you are very compatible."
Wangcai hesitated for a moment, and finally agreed, "Okay, eight is eight, but it's just the host, you have to give a good review."
Wangcai silently counted on his fingers and found that he could earn five out of ten gold coins, and only three out of eight gold coins.
Meng Zhiyu smiled and made an OK sign, "No problem."
Afterwards, I went to see my orchard. The trees were full of fruits, and I felt a heavy sense of harvest.
I picked thirty apples, thirty peaches, and thirty pears each and put them in my space, planning to try selling them tomorrow.
I went to the pond again and caught ten fish and a basket of lotus roots. Finally, I went to see the field where soybeans were planted.
During those four days, in addition to this piece of land, she also got a medicinal field. On the same day, she transplanted the Ganoderma lucidum, ginseng and other plants she had collected into the medicinal field.
There was also a soy milk maker and a baker. Looking at the two machines, thinking of tofu pudding and fragrant cakes, I couldn't help swallowing my saliva. I immediately decided not to study tonight and make some delicious food.
I washed half a basin of the leftover soybeans and put them into the soy milk maker in batches to make soy milk. While waiting, I ran to the mall and bought a bunch of ingredients for making cakes, as well as a few small packets of rennet for making tofu pudding.
After the beans have become soy milk, filter out the bean dregs, cook the soy juice, and then add the fat and wait until it takes shape.
When the time is up, use a spoon to scoop out two large pieces, put them in a bowl, add the soup made with sesame oil and soy sauce, and the moment the tofu pudding enters the mouth, Meng Zhiyu closes his eyes in satisfaction, savoring the unique deliciousness of soy milk.
After she had satisfiedly finished a bowl of tofu pudding, the small cakes here were also out of the pot. She made red date cake with walnut kernels, which was one of her favorite cakes in the past.
Since there was too little space in my stomach, I only ate one to taste it, and put the rest into my stomach together with the tofu pudding. Anyway, there is space for them, so I don’t have to worry about them going bad.
I read in the library for an hour to help digest the food before going to wash up and go to bed.
The next day, without waiting for Wangcai to call him, Meng Zhiyu got up by himself. After having breakfast, several people went out, each carrying a backpack. Since they didn't buy a lock, the door could only be closed tightly and tied with a thick rope.
"We have to buy a lock today." Meng Zhiyu said as he looked at the thick rope with a knot, and the others nodded in agreement.
Li Tingman has a bicycle, so of course she doesn't have to squeeze into a donkey cart or ox cart anymore.
"Who will sit in the back?" Li Tingman patted the back seat and looked at several people.
Meng Zhiyu glanced at Song Guangye and waved his hand, "Auntie Zhou and I have an appointment to ride the ox cart together."
This is true, it really happened.
Li Qingqing was a little moved. Meng Zhiyu quietly pulled her hand and winked at her.
Although Li Qingqing didn't understand her eyes, she felt that Meng Zhiyu meant that if she asked to take a ride, she would close her mouth again. After all, Zhiyu would not harm her.
Mu Ziwei naturally didn't sit down either, leaving Song Guangye alone. He glanced at the other three and was about to say he wouldn't do it, but Meng Zhiyu interrupted him, saying, "It's not safe for Sister Tingman to ride a bicycle alone. It's not convenient for us, so we can only trouble you to accompany Sister Tingman on her bike ride."
Love may be really powerful. Even if I forget you for a while, I will still be quickly attracted to you when I see you. This is the case with Song Guangye.
Meng Zhiyu observed that as long as Li Tingman was around, Song Guangye's eyes would follow her movements, and when he saw her face covered in sweat after work, his eyes revealed the heartache.
Slurp, slurp, slurp!
In the end, it was Song Guangye riding a bicycle with Li Tingman, who was rarely smiling.
Meng Zhiyu and the remaining two companions squeezed onto the ox cart with the help of Aunt Zhou and Mrs. Zhou. There were still all kinds of gossip along the way, and everyone's head was filled with gossip, actively or passively.
Mrs. Zhao and Tuwa were also sitting on the ox cart. When they saw Meng Zhiyu, they started to mock him, but were retorted by Aunt Zhou and Mrs. Zhou.
When Meng Zhiyu arrived at the county town, he was just trying to think of a suitable excuse when he heard Mu Ziwei speak first, "I have something personal to attend to, so I'll leave first."
After saying that, he waved his hand and slipped away without looking back.
Li Qingqing looked at his elegant back and was about to say, "Let's go together," when she heard Meng Zhiyu stutter, "Well, well, I have some personal matters to attend to, so I'll be leaving first. See you at the oxcart later."
Li Qingqing looked at Meng Zhiyu's fleeing back and sighed sadly. Just as she was about to go to the post office to mail a letter, she heard someone ask, "Miss, can you do me a favor?"
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