Chapter 89 (Full text released exclusively on Jinjiang, please support the official version)
"Hmm?" Noticing the forum interface suddenly disappearing, Bei Qiao looked up at the clerk who opened the door and asked, "What's going on?"
"It's okay, sir, this is the dish you ordered... We will bring you another dessert later!" The waiter happily decided to give Bei Qiao his share of afternoon tea that day as a gift: It's really great to feel that you can prolong your life just by looking at it for a second longer!
"Okay, thank you." Bei Qiao nodded, picked up the chopsticks and took a look at the staple food brought to him: No wonder this store is doing so well, but... why does this scene feel familiar?
The waiter first brought the main course and dim sum. As for the remaining dish, because it needed to be cooked over high heat to reduce the sauce, it was served a little later than the other dishes. For this reason, the waiter brought Bei Qiao another dim sum and apologized for the late arrival.
"Yeah, it's okay."
"No, no, this is our mistake. We will send you another snack platter." The waiter placed a large plate of fried shrimp chips in front of Bei Qiao and looked at her seriously several times: They didn't lie to me, they are really cool sisters! It's a pity that we can't chat during the shift. Sigh.
Because of a timing error, the snack platter was provided as compensation by Wuweilou. After Beiqiao finished everything, he realized he'd only ordered three dishes but had received five dim sum portions. Yes, not four, but five. Because the previous snack platter was out of ingredients, the waiter brought it instead. Then, for some reason, the kitchen had remade the snack platter and personally delivered it to him.
"Guest, are you having an unpleasant meal this time? I sense that your expression is a bit conflicted." Qi Guanwei leaned against the door frame and greeted Bei Qiao: "Sorry, I don't mean to disturb you, but the door doesn't seem to be closed tightly."
"No, the meal was quite pleasant. I just felt like I was being visited by a group of people." Bei Qiao spread his hands: "There are five waiters in the restaurant, and I met them all. Oh, and there's also a cook who came with us."
"cough……"
Seeing that Bei Qiao had finished eating and was about to leave, Qi Guanwei called a clerk over and asked her to help Bei Qiao pack up the uneaten snacks.
Upon learning that Bei Qiao had the handkerchief she had previously sent out, Qi Guanwei offered to use it as a one-time discount voucher and gave Bei Qiao another discount. With the discount on top of the discount, and the gift included, the meal was essentially free.
"Welcome to visit us next time. Although there are no handkerchiefs, there are still discounts for old customers." Qi Guanwei winked at Bei Qiao.
"Okay." Bei Qiao nodded, picked up the snacks and went downstairs to leave.
It was around ten in the morning, and there weren't as many people coming to Wuweilou as before. Even so, there weren't many empty seats in the hall. Even with so many people patronizing during non-meal hours, it was clear how brisk business was.
Bei Qiao walked through the middle of the hall and habitually glanced around with the corner of his eyes as he walked out. He found a group of people who looked very familiar near the window in the hall: Aren’t these the group of people who occupied empty seats in the hall of the inn and didn’t eat in the morning?
Oops, this feels a bit bad, it seems like this group of people are here to cause trouble... Bei Qiao quietly quickened his pace and left: We have to leave quickly, although I don’t know whether this group of people are coming for the shopkeeper or for Wuweilou.
As I walked out of the Wuwei Building's main gate, the sun was already higher in the sky. Children were still playing outside, chasing and fighting each other. Their paths were unpredictable, and passersby had to try their best to predict their running direction, otherwise they might be hit by one of them.
Bei Qiao shook his head and quickened his pace, avoiding a little girl who aimed at him. Compared to the capital, Qingtian City had better security. At least during the time Bei Qiao had been there, he hadn't encountered a single thief or pickpocket.
The city wasn't very large, and Wuweilou wasn't far from the suburbs, a mere half-hour's walk away. Autumn was harvest season, and the farmlands outside were bustling with activity. Beiqiao didn't approach, but traded some snacks for a few children playing in the fields—a miscellaneous collection of things. The parents, glancing at Beiqiao from afar, decided that the young man looked kind and likely meant no harm, so they continued working, only occasionally glancing up to see where their children had wandered off to.
A little boy, whose family was very strict and he had no way to take anything out, secretly went to cut his brother's hair while he was sitting by the field drinking water, hoping to exchange his hair for some candy. But he was discovered and cried so hard that everyone around him laughed.
"Wow, your hair has been cut, do you want it or not?" The child who was pinned on his brother's legs and spanked shouted at Bei Qiao in a hoarse voice: "Ouch! Do you want it or not? Woo woo..." This beating cannot be taken in vain, the hair has been cut.
Bei Qiao suppressed a smile: "I don't accept hair."
"Change it! Why not? You've already cut my hair off, how can I put it back on?" The elder brother, who was concentrating on beating his younger brother, didn't hear what Bei Qiao said. His hair was pulled apart by the naughty kid and scattered messily behind his back. A clump of hair on the right side was cut off, and it was cut crookedly. At first glance, it looked like it had been bitten by a dog.
After hastily tidying his hair, the older brother put his younger brother down and looked at Bei Qiao, who was standing by the road. He wanted to trade his hair for the red ribbon in her hand. He didn't know if it was a decorative ribbon used to wrap snacks, but he thought the color was eye-catching enough to tie around the neck of his new black dog.
“But I won’t accept…”
"Wow, my peanut candy..." The child ran away crying, covering his butt.
"What's your candy? When you grow hair, trade it for your own! Taking something without asking is stealing, understand?"
"I don't understand! I haven't started school yet!" the child answered righteously.
The naughty kid’s older brother: “…I’ll take you to class this afternoon, don’t even think about running away!”
"My dear little brother, I don't accept hair. If you want this ribbon, just like those kids did, you can exchange anything with me, as long as it's your own!" Bei Qiao was interrupted by the two men several times and had no choice but to raise his voice helplessly: You two are really brothers, you can't listen to what others say.
"Well, okay..." The naughty kid's brother looked around: "Do you want some wild vegetables?" It was impossible to sell the crops in the field, but there were some wild vegetables, which were usually picked to feed pigs. He didn't feel bad at all about selling them.
"Can."
Bei Qiao exchanged a ribbon for a bunch of wild vegetables, stuffed them into his backpack, and planned to take them back to the inn to sort them out.
The naughty kid's older brother had to go to school in the afternoon, so after digging wild vegetables, he ran home to get his books. When he came back and passed by the field, he forcibly carried away his younger brother who was catching insects in the grass, saying that he wanted to take him to be exposed to some knowledge.
"I don't want to go to class!" The child stretched out his hands to his parents: "I'm only four years old! I don't need to go to school!" Children in the same village only go to private schools when they are six or seven years old!
"Alright, put him down." The brothers' parents, having watched the commotion, lifted their struggling younger son from his older son's shoulders. "How can you concentrate on your studies if you take this naughty kid with you? If you run into a kidnapper on the road, how are you going to get away with him?" In the village, everyone would help keep an eye on the children. Anyone who dared to kidnap a child would be beaten by the entire village until the police arrived. But outside the village, no one could keep an eye on them.
"Yeah yeah yeah, hahaha!" The child happily lay on his father's shoulder and stuck out his tongue at his brother: I don't have to go, hehehe!
"That's right. We can take him there ourselves after we finish our work. It's not far and we can get there quickly on a donkey." The naughty child's mother patted her son's belly and said, "Then we'll buy you some study supplies in the city and then come back for dinner together."
The older brother of the naughty child nodded seriously and looked at his younger brother whose smile disappeared in an instant: "Are you laughing again? Why aren't you laughing anymore?"
A child who wants to cry but is too embarrassed to cry in public: You are all bad people!
Bei Qiao, who had already walked away, glanced back in confusion: "Strange, I seemed to hear a child crying just now? Did I hear it wrongly?"
Back at the inn, Bei Qiao placed the odds and ends he'd exchanged for today on the table. After looking at them for a while, he found he had no idea how to organize them. Children find all sorts of treasures, from beautiful stones to adorable bugs.
"The kid is really fearless, as he actually received some blood-sucking worms." Bei Qiao pushed the blood-sucking worms into the gourd, intending to take them back as a gift for Qi Zhi.
The blood-sucking worms in the other world are about the same size as the blood-sucking worms in reality. In ancient times, some doctors would use blood-sucking worms to suck the dirty blood from the patient's wounds. When the blood color became lighter, they would remove the worms and apply medicine to the wound.
After sorting out these odds and ends, Bei Qiao opened the Chamber of Commerce quest interface and discovered that the player who'd previously been looking for a makeup artist had changed the quest status to Completed. The discussion group for the quest hadn't been disbanded, and everyone in the group was speculating whether she'd found a makeup artist who could fulfill all her requirements, or if she was already prepared to fight tooth and nail.
The player who had previously posted the quest hadn't spoken up since then, leaving the other players chatting happily in the group. There were about a dozen female players in the group who were near Lordan and qualified as scapegoats. After seeing the quest, they formed a small group and planned to report their numbers every day to ensure everyone was safe.
However, just the second day after the group was created, they could no longer find Number 11 in the group.
It's very convenient to send messages in "Issue Wuxia" now. If the login machine has an emergency scan function, it can also help call emergency contacts or emergency numbers when the player suddenly falls ill, and modify the player's status. Therefore...
Would-be scapegoat number two: Why analyze so much nonsense? She has been online the whole time but didn’t reply to us. There must be something wrong!
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