The next day, Xu Qian woke up at eight o'clock. He hadn't had a proper rest during this period, spending his days either practicing his lightness skill or on his way to practice it, so he rarely had the chance to wake up naturally.
As the first one up in the family, Xu Qian came out after washing up and saw Peng Fei sleeping sprawled on the sofa. Not only that, but the air conditioning blanket that Peng Fei was covered with had also fallen off. Xu Qian was half helpless and half amused. He went over and picked up the blanket and covered him with it again.
Even though it's summer, don't catch a cold.
After picking up the quilt, Xu Qian went to the balcony. The warm sunshine felt very pleasant on his body. In a good mood, Xu Qian watered his vegetable garden and loosened the soil. Then... he very 'cruelly' picked a handful of green lettuce and a handful of equally green scallions.
In less than an hour, the whole house was filled with an enticing aroma, tempting the three hungry creatures to get out of bed before noon for the first time.
A bright home, warm sunshine, and a delicious and nutritious breakfast.
Ah, what an amazing life this is!
Peng Fei was so moved he almost cried. He'd been living in the new place for several days, and finally, he felt like he had a home. (For the first time this week, his first meal wasn't instant noodles.)
"Get up and wash your face and brush your teeth," Xu Qian said.
"Okay, brother!" Peng Fei swung his slippers and ran towards the bathroom.
Xu Qian sipped the perfectly warm congee with preserved egg and lean pork, and also picked up a pan-fried lettuce and mushroom bun. All of it was made with ingredients he had in the refrigerator that day. Although it was a bit simple, it tasted good.
So, when the other three rushed out of the bathroom, they seemed to see a painting: the elegant and refined owner of the painting was eating an incredibly tempting... steamed bun!
Oh my god! Heaven knows how long it's been since they've had steamed buns!
"Make your own porridge, as much as you want to eat," Xu Qian said calmly. He knew that his family members were all carb monsters, and he couldn't fill their stomachs without making more.
And just as Xu Qian had expected, there was not a drop of porridge left, and there was no way there would be any left of the steamed buns.
After breakfast, Xu Qian spoke to Meng Ziqiu alone, asking him about Fifth Master and whether he had woken up yet. After a while, Meng Ziqiu shook his head and said that he hadn't woken up yet, but he had heard that his condition had improved a lot.
Xu Qian pondered for a moment, then said, "Find out more about Hua Laosan and how he died."
Meng Ziqiu nodded in agreement and quickly sent messages to his friends.
The wait was tedious and long. Xu Qian leaned back on the sofa and checked his WeChat messages from the past week. Apart from those from Meng Ziqiu and Sheng Huai, he hadn't had time to open and read the messages from the others.
First, there's the wheat. From the first to the last item, the content is mostly about work, with only a few words of concern.
Then came Yan Lang's message, filled with online discussions about Xu Qian, his pride evident in his words.
Then Bai Jiamu sent over some customer information, and then asked him to help identify the medicinal herbs, like the one in the picture... Uh!
[picture]
Xu Qian carefully compared the Blood Ginseng Grass in his mind. Its pale orange-red texture and its thin, 'big'-shaped body seemed to be the Blood Ginseng Grass, a byproduct of Blood Ginseng!
Xu Qian:
[Image] Where did you find this?
Bai Jiamu:
Hey! Dr. Xu, you're back!
Oh, this was sent to me by a friend who asked me to take a look at the market. Do you know what this is?
Xu Qian:
This is blood ginseng grass, a by-product of blood ginseng. Generally, where this grass grows, blood ginseng will be found nearby.
Could you please help me find out where this was collected? Thank you!
Bai Jiamu:
Okay, I'll ask right away!
Xu Qian waited patiently for a while, and Bai Jiamu finally replied—in the Sierra Nevada Mountains.
The Siat Mountains, located in Dejaka, are in the Southern Hemisphere.
In short, it's extremely far.
Alright. Xu Qian temporarily gave up the idea of gathering herbs, but he remembered the place name and would definitely go find some when he had time, as his supply of calming pills was almost gone.
After noting down the client list given by Bai Jiamu, Xu Qian was about to continue scrolling through the next unread message when a new one appeared. It was from Xiang Feifei, and the message was from his old client, Feng Tang Studio, who wanted to talk to Xu Qian about an endorsement deal regarding their company's upcoming merchandise for the fall.
The price this time is significantly higher than last time. After all, practice makes perfect, and it's essential to extend the right offer to the right person.
Xu Qian had a very high opinion of Feng Tang Studio, probably because he had also played the game extensively, and he agreed without much consideration.
Xiang Feifei:
/ok I'll discuss the time with him and let you know in advance once it's confirmed.
Xu Qian:
Thank you, Miss Xiang. /Laughs
Xiang Feifei:
You're too kind!
Xu Qian closed WeChat and checked his bank card again. The final payment for "The Palace," which he had recently finished filming, had arrived. Including the 20% deposit from the beginning, and after deducting some taxes, he had earned more than 200,000 yuan from this film, which was quite a lot for an ordinary person like him.
If it weren't for this pandemic, he should have received the deposit for "Mirage" by now. What a coincidence!
After finishing his work, Xu Qian took the opportunity to open his Weibo account, which he hadn't logged into in a long time. The sudden surge in followers stunned him for three seconds, but only for three seconds. He was a man of some experience, after all, and he had to stay calm and live up to the identity he wore.
Xu Qian scrolled through a Weibo post he had shared two weeks ago. The comments had already exceeded 300,000. Most of the popular comments were praising his master, while the rest were complaints about him not being active online. Everyone was anxious and wondering where the real master had gone.
Xu Qian coughed twice, feeling slightly guilty. He thought, "Business is all about timing. You can't just open for me because you tell me to. But in this situation, it's not entirely out of the question..."
After listening, Meng Ziqiu offered Xu Qian a suggestion: why not record a video of yourself writing calligraphy? It's sophisticated and suits your image perfectly.
Xu Qian thought about it and realized that it made sense. Meng Ziqiu was there too, and he had experience in shooting videos. If they didn't start now, when would they?
The two of them arrived immediately; one went to find the right angle, and the other fetched paper and pens.
Putting aside everything else, the paper and pens on Xu Qian's Wanhua Hotel were simply too much to ask; after all, scholars are particular about things.
— Jade-paper, Jade Spring ink, and a Xuan brush from Xuancheng.
Meng Ziqiu adjusted the angle, pressed start, and gave Xu Qian an OK sign.
Xu Qian, who was supposed to start writing, paused for two seconds, "But... what should I write?"
"..." Meng Ziqiu also got stuck. "Oh, is there any longer poem or poem? A video that's too short won't do."
Xu Qian lowered his head and thought about the poems in his high school textbooks, then decided, "This will do."
In a five-minute video, aside from the almost 'speechless' dialogue in the first ten seconds, the rest of the footage is quite smooth and unrestrained. This is probably the meaning of 'reading ten thousand books makes one's writing flow like a god's.' More than two hundred words of poetry come out of nowhere, and the characters are written in one stroke, elegant and beautiful, appearing and disappearing without a trace.
Actually, Xu Qian wanted to cut out the preceding dialogue before uploading, but he couldn't find a suitable app on his phone. Thinking it didn't matter, he just uploaded it directly. He was looking forward to the compliments from his fans; he was really going to do his job today! (Proud face)
But after waiting a while, the compliments arrived, but what's with all this string of 'old cadre' phrases?! [Although I already know that our Lao Xu's calligraphy is incredibly good, I still want to say—old cadre is awesome!]
[Go, veteran cadre!]
[Get the same copying and memorization style! This passage was on this year's college entrance exam!]
[I seriously suspect that someone in Lao Xu's family has a child taking the college entrance exam. This is the coldest but longest passage in this year's Chinese exam~ (crying)]
[Hmph! So it was just to get it over with!]
[That seems to be true. Wasn't there a kid in that Star Video interview who was a senior in high school?]
[The man I'm jealous of has appeared!]
[To be honest, I also find that handsome young man with his arm around the child's shoulder quite appealing~ (Please forgive my momentary infidelity, Lao Xu!)]
Upon seeing this, Xu Qian calmly thought, "Sorry, the young heartthrob you're talking about is me too."
Meng Ziqiu felt a little sad. Why was he the only one among these people without a name? He was the one who had known them the longest! But even now, he was still referred to as the 'third person'! Even his brother had a 'male god harvester'!
Meng Liangchen then... let out a goose-like laugh, like a "male god harvester".
Then, Meng Ziqiu got upset, and Xu Qian, who was being driven crazy by him, covered his forehead and kept saying that his head hurt.
The group chatted noisily until noon. Xu Qian then uploaded two more photos to Weibo: a table full of dishes and Meng Ziqiu with a sturdy back. Not only that, he also made a cute "V" sign with his hands.
(Meng Liangchen: Excuse me, I don't know this person. Who is he?)
Xu Qian V:
[Image][Image]
Someone insisted on having their back shown in the photo, so...
[Sheng Huai/Lemon: Your Huai Huai also strongly requests to appear on camera!]
[Ahhhhhh—(Drool, go back to your drool!)]
[As a foodie, I'm starving on Weibo! Waaaaah, will making me so hungry make you happy?]
[Old Xu: Sorry, but good food just lets people do whatever they want.]
[Oh my god, I'm dying of laughter! Why are all the comments under Xu Meiren's posts so hilarious? Hahaha—]
[What did I do wrong? Why am I masochizing myself on Weibo? Instant noodles don't taste good anymore...]
[Waaaaah, please leave some for our Huaihuai!]
[Brother Huai: I'd rather starve to death or jump off this cliff than eat a single bite of Lao Xu's food! (Waaaaah, I want some too!)]
[Waaaaah, please help the child!]
Under intense tagged by fans, Sheng Huai finally resurfaced, and not only that, he also tagged the culprit.
Sheng Huai V:
[Image] @徐骞V You actually have other lettuce!
[He's getting anxious! He's getting anxious! He's really getting anxious!]
[Old Xu (sighs): I'm such a sinful man~]
[Xu Meiren: That's what happens when you're too popular~]
[Old Xu: I not only have other lettuce, but also other garlic-flavored pork belly, even braised pork, and even stuffed pork with tiger skin.]
Sheng Huai was so frustrated by the abuse from the fans below that he almost vomited blood. This was too much! How could they do this?! This is a personal attack! Do you understand what an attack is?!
Then, WeChat lit up.
Xu Qian:
Come over for dinner tonight.
Sheng Huai exclaimed "Ahhh!" and almost dropped the phone worth 13,000 yuan. He quickly agreed, "Okay, okay!"
Xu Qian:
Remember to bring lettuce.
—Good, good, good!
Sheng Huai smiled, his eyes crinkling, and humming a tune, he slipped onto the balcony and picked his baby's lettuce. "I'll eat you all tonight!"
Author's note: The third update will be at 6 PM or 9 PM.
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