The bodhi heart grass in her palm grew more vibrant and energetic day by day, connected to her qi. Jiang Xi could feel that her energy had increased significantly recently. Compared to her companions, who were looking pale from porridge, her complexion was far better. If she hadn't been so disheveled and unkempt, which she deliberately concealed, she would have drawn attention.
"Forty-four."
Lead Printing and Jiang Xi did some calculations. There were nine children, seven of whom were liked, two had a favorable impression, a total of thirty-seven. Add the initial value of ten, the boy's five, the noble one, and deduct the nine days of survival, a total of forty-four.
Adults are indeed much more cautious than young children.
Although Jiang Xi had already given up on trying to win over Dagui, he still held the principle of "more friends, more paths" and would chat with him whenever he got the chance. After racking his brains, he only managed to gain a superficial impression of him. He even lacked a single favorable impression of Zhong Huier.
If it wasn't for the fact that they were tied to the same rope and neither could escape, Jiang Xi would almost suspect that the cry from his previous life would ring out again in this one.
"Xiao Qian, prepare four drops of Worry-Relieving Dew."
Xiao Qian silently refused - just like he refused the name Jiang Xi casually gave him.
Jiang Xi obviously had no way to deal with this guy who appeared when he wanted to and disappeared when he didn't want to. It was not very practical to explain the righteousness to a non-human being.
"Little Lead?"
"Two drops."
What are two drops enough for? To fill the gaps between your teeth?
Jiang Xi also carefully calculated the account for Xiao Qian in his mind.
If she could successfully get these children away from the thieves' den, even if only half of them would develop a faith that changed from liking them to believing in them, she would still make a profit. Add to that the gratitude of the parents of the lost children - Jiang Xi was very sure that she could get rid of the label of being destitute immediately.
"Wealth and honor are sought in danger. You can't catch a wolf without sacrificing your child. Xiaoqian, you think the Bodhi Heart Grass is better, right?"
"I'll be fine only when Ah Xin is fine." Xiao Qian managed to utter a few words after a long pause, "Three drops, no more."
Seeing that Jiang Xi was still waiting to argue, Xiao Qian added, "If you say any more, it will damage Ah Xin's essence."
"All right."
Seeing that there couldn't be any more, Jiang Xi sighed regretfully, but Xiao Qian suddenly felt: Something seemed to be wrong.
Little did the innocent and naive Xiao Qian know at that time how cunning a species human beings are - they ask for exorbitant prices and pay back on the spot. Jiang Xi used to earn a lot of pocket money from his parents by relying on this skill.
Three drops of worry-relieving dew are enough for Jiang Xi.
Although the diluted worry-relieving dew is not as effective as the complete one, it still has some effect.
Xiao Qian, however, looked worried. From a serious official, she had completely transformed into a nagging woman, spouting garbled words in Jiang Xi's mind: "If the popularity value is not replenished within ten days, the Bodhi Heart Grass will die on the spot along with its host."
The words "sudden death" were bold and black, and seemed particularly terrifying in the empty darkness in my mind.
"clear."
The Puxincao seemed to be infected by the seriousness of Jiang Xi's tone, and twisted its body slightly in the palm of its hand: Come on, Xiaoxi.
On the seventh day, Jiang Xi and others finally saw a turning point.
After eating the porridge mixed with ingredients, Jiang Xi lay down on the straw mat and closed his eyes to rest, ignoring Zhong Huier's occasional glances at him.
The tile-roofed house was already dark, and as the last bit of daylight faded, the entire room became pitch black. The children rustled and turned on the straw mats, occasionally sobbing and whispering, and everything was just as usual.
"Sister Jiang, are you in a good mood today?"
The boy lying next to Jiang Xi lay on the shop and asked her carefully. He said that he had been taken out again in recent days and was covered in tears when he came back. Jiang Xi felt sorry for him because he had suffered such a disaster at such a young age, so she took extra good care of him.
The boy naturally became more attached to her.
Jiang Xi didn't expect him to be so perceptive. He reached out and patted the boy's head soothingly: "Go to sleep."
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