Chapter 134
After finally explaining the situation to passersby, the Dai family found a clinic and asked the doctor to see Dai Yi. After an examination, the doctor prescribed licorice root, and soon Dai Yi was able to speak again.
"Nannan, when did you eat the herbs by mistake?" The whole family was puzzled when they learned the reason for Dai Yi's aphasia.
"I don't know." Dai Yi shook his head: "Today I only ate the special stew made by my father, it was so disgusting!" His father really has no talent in cooking, no matter what dish he makes, he can make it super unpalatable.
“When was the exclusive hotpot made?”
"Just before dinner, I was practicing martial arts and was hungry. Dad didn't let me have any snacks, so he dug some wild vegetables in the yard and stewed them for me."
"There are no wild vegetables in the yard. They're only grown by the shop owner... Dai Lao San! Stop right there! You can't even tell the difference between wild vegetables and herbs, and you dare to cook them for Yi'er! Why don't you eat them yourself?"
Dai Di, who was squatting on the spot with his head in his hands, said silently: "I tasted it and gave it to her because I thought it was not poisonous. It was just a small handful, and I was afraid that if I tasted too much, it wouldn't be enough for her to eat." Although he wanted to run away, his experience told him that he would be beaten even worse if he ran away.
By the time Dai Yi finally spoke, Bei Qiao had already finished shopping and was heading back to the inn. The Lantern Festival in this otherworldly world was indeed lively, but after repeatedly encountering thieves, robbers, and human traffickers, Bei Qiao's mood for fun had been severely damaged, and he felt like turning back after just a short walk.
Thinking this trip wouldn't be in vain, Bei Qiao bought a mask at the stall. There were many people celebrating the festival outside, but she didn't run into any of the Qin family members she knew on the street. She wondered if the rich celebrated their festivals in different places than ordinary people.
Walking into the inn, Bei Qiao nodded to the waiter who was greeting guests. Of all the inns in this other world, the one in Linjie City was the most familiar to Bei Qiao, and he was familiar with the staff there.
Of course, that was just because they knew her. There were no discounts, and forget about special meals. The shopkeeper might treat Bei Qiao a little better because of the Qin family's connections, but for the other staff, Bei Qiao was just a frequent customer. Smiling at her more wouldn't raise their wages; they just treated her normally.
Looking around, he couldn't find the fat cat from yesterday. Bei Qiao withdrew his gaze with regret, walked around the waiter and headed towards the stairs: Forget it, I'll go home and log off and play with my own cat later.
"Waiter, have you seen this person?" The young man in a green robe sitting next to the aisle suddenly took out a portrait from his arms and shook it in front of the waiter.
This scene was a bit like a classic scene in a martial arts drama. Seeing this, Bei Qiao unconsciously slowed down his pace and quietly turned his head a little: Oh, it seems like there is something exciting to watch. Hmm, I don’t recognize the person in the portrait and have never seen him before.
"I've never seen it." The waiter took a look and said, "I don't know." Why did this man put the portrait in his arms? Wasn't he afraid that it would be damaged by sweat?
"Don't you know that someone told me that she lived in this store? You actually said you didn't know." The young man in green robe slammed his palm on the table, and the teacup on the table was shaken with a bang and almost fell over.
"Sir, please tell me who this person is." The waiter smiled and mentally slapped the other person: "Since someone else said it, why don't you go find him? Why ask us? There are so many guests eating and staying in the hotel every day, who can remember them all? Also, if you damage the tea set, you have to pay for it!"
Yes, who is this person? Bei Qiao found an empty seat near the stairs and sat down. He pulled a grasshopper from his bag and fiddled with it, pretending to be busy while quietly listening to the excitement. This kind of excitement, reminiscent of a martial arts drama, wasn't easy to come across, but as long as the situation wasn't too dangerous, it was worth joining in. Most people wouldn't be so unlucky as to lose their lives just by watching the excitement.
A well-known unlucky player: If you're really that unlucky, you can only gamble on your own strength. As long as you can hold on until you get medical treatment, your account is saved. Health locked? No, it's just a combination of bad luck and a strong life.
"Don't worry about who he is, just..."
"Junior brother." The guest sitting opposite the green-robed young man kicked him under the table: "What did I say before we set off? Control your temper!"
"Tsk, I know, I know..." The green-robed young man reluctantly restrained his temper and gave the waiter a fake smile: "Let me ask you, is your memory really that bad that you can't even remember a customer with such a unique appearance?"
The senior brother held his forehead and said: "...you'd better shut up, I'll ask." I asked you to control your temper, not to be sarcastic! This matter has nothing to do with the waiter, why are you losing your temper!
Motioning for the green-robed youth to continue displaying the portrait, the good-natured senior brother briefly explained the whole story to the waiter. The whole thing was simple: a young, infatuated junior brother had been deceived by a female thief pretending to be a fangirl, resulting in the theft of the sect's most valuable treasure. Normally, a warrant would have been issued, and a dedicated person would have handled the matter. However, the junior brother, enraged, insisted on personally apprehending the culprit to atone for his crime. The sect leader, fearing harm, had sent the senior brother to follow him, to prevent him from getting beaten to death due to his inability to speak.
"We inquired along the way and later learned that the thief had stayed at this inn for a night, so we came here to inquire about the situation." The senior brother didn't dare to say that besides himself, there were others protecting the junior brother, the headmaster's nephew, from afar. This kid had been immersed in the fantasy of independently venturing into the martial arts world, and thought that the martial arts world was so simple, but in reality...
Senior Brother: This guy was almost cheated by a scammer three times today, but he never learned his lesson. Who gave him the illusion that he could make his own way in the world?
Bei Qiao got up and left after listening: It’s so boring, there’s nothing new in the plot, I’d better go back to bed early.
"I see." The waiter nodded. "But I really don't have any impression of the person in the portrait. Sorry."
Waiter: If I knew everything, why would I be working as a waiter here, being bullied by some cheapskate? I'd have been out selling intelligence and become a boss long ago. Okay, you haven't even ordered tea, and you're asking me all sorts of questions. What does all this have to do with me? Are you trying to get me, a working man, to empathize with you, a guy with a jeweled scabbard? Huh? Work is boring enough already!
Bei Qiao, who had already walked up the stairs, inexplicably felt that the waiter had a kind of resentment of a worker.
"Think about it again..." Seeing that the waiter didn't know anything about his questions, the young man in green robe became a little anxious. He stood up and wanted to push the waiter.
The waiter smiled politely and took two steps back: "Sir, I really haven't seen it." If there is nothing, there is nothing. I can't remember anything even if I try. So, please don't touch me, okay?
"Junior brother, you..." The good-natured senior brother stood up and wanted to pull his junior brother back, but unfortunately he was a step too slow and failed to pull him back.
"How can you be so chivalrous without a trace of your heart?" the green-robed youth slammed the table and stood up. "If we let this thief continue to go unpunished, do you know how much harm it will cause to the people?"
Ordinary people passing by the door: Excuse me, the money that ordinary people have is not enough to attract thieves.
A certain thief: Actually I did steal something, but I didn’t steal anything. I was too embarrassed to tell anyone about it. It’s so embarrassing!
"Of course I do! It's because I don't care about the thieves and leave the matter to the constables who should be in charge of it, so they won't lose their jobs. Isn't this chivalrous?" The waiter raised his hand and poked the corner of his mouth, forcing himself to maintain a professional smile: You are playing moral kidnapping with me. This was not popular in our place four hundred years ago!
"No, you, this..." The green-robed young man was choked. Although he knew that the waiter was making excuses, he himself was actually not in the right when it came to reasoning. Therefore, he chose to argue unreasonably: "So, you are planning to cover up this..."
"Junior brother!" The good-natured senior brother went up to the junior brother and pressed his mute point: I can't let you continue talking. It would be terrible if others thought that all the disciples in our sect are as stupid as you!
"Sorry, I made you laugh." The good-natured senior brother forcibly pulled the junior brother away: It is impossible to continue asking questions, and we have to move to another place, otherwise everyone will be embarrassed.
"It's okay, welcome to come next time!" This time the waiter showed a smile from the heart: It's really funny, I didn't expect that this kind of IQ-reduced cannon fodder actually exists in reality.
The waitress at this time didn't know that not long after that, she actually received a confession from this guy, because she was completely different from other girls.
Future waiter: Of course I rejected him. Are you kidding me? Why should I stay in this world without the Internet all day long just for this guy with a mental problem? I can't even stay for a second longer after get off work.
After seeing the two brothers out, the waiter returned to the back, shaking out the rag, and packed up to change clothes for the end of the shift. He had been wearing this work uniform for a few days, and if he didn't change it, he would be embarrassed in front of the customers.
A colleague working the night shift had just come online and was hunched over a forum thread in the staff lounge's locker room. Hearing the noise outside, she glanced out and said hello, but didn't come out of the locker room.
"What are you doing? Why don't you come out?"
"I've been looking at forums. Someone online is saying that our country's parent seeds were secretly sold by spies."
"No? And then?"
"Later it was clarified that the consequences of the incident were not that serious, and now the man has been exiled to farm." The laws of the 25th century stipulate that if anyone harms the relevant interests of the country's agriculture for personal gain, he will be exiled to farm. He can only rely on farming to support himself during his sentence, and can only engage in agriculture after serving his sentence. This person is completely prohibited from using himself for publicity and exchanging traffic for resources and wealth. Violators will be directly deprived of their political rights for life, and the same crime will be committed for buying and selling.
"Oh, what are you doing?"
"I'm reading the spy letters they posted online. Some people say that if we can dig out new information from them, we can increase his sentence. I'm trying my best." To be honest, I think the sentence is a bit short.
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