With her ears quiet, Gu Qingcheng adjusted the brightness of the kerosene lamp according to the instructions of Grandpa Zhu. Then she took out the books and newspapers borrowed from Editor Zhao and Mr. Xu and began to read quickly.
"Is this a collection of poetry? Or was it written by a warlord?"
It was already very late at night, and Gu Qingcheng was still reading.
She found a collection of poems, looked at the cover and preface, and couldn't help but feel a little surprised.
Aren’t the warlords of this era actually all illiterate and rough men?
With such curiosity, Gu Qingcheng opened the poetry collection.
Then she was shocked. "This, this is also a poem?"
See what others have written?
"There's always a pot boiling in Baotu Spring, but you can't steam buns!"
Gu Qingcheng: ...
Well, during the day, she went to Baotu Spring under the guidance of two soldiers.
Three springs, gurgling and bubbling.
It's a bit like boiling water.
But, but——
Well, she misunderstood.
The warlords of this era are really fucking "magical".
After reading a bunch of nonsense doggerel, even a lady from a noble family couldn't help but swear.
However, through such poetry collections, Gu Qingcheng gained a deeper understanding of warlords from another perspective.
Leaving behind the poetry collection, Gu Qingcheng continued
Until she faintly heard the night watchman outside, Gu Qingcheng silently counted the sounds and then put down the book, "It's already the fourth watch!"
Gu Qingcheng didn't continue staying up late.
There are a lot of books and time is tight, but she can't be too hasty.
After a simple wash and changing into loose clothes, Gu Qingcheng went to bed.
No words were spoken that night.
The next morning, sunlight shone into the courtyard, and Gu Qingcheng and Li Yaozong woke up one after another.
Since we don’t have pots, pans, and other utensils at home, we still have to go out to eat breakfast.
As you exit the alley, you will find stalls selling breakfast.
Gu Qingcheng bought fried dough twists, soy milk, buns, etc., sat at the stall, and had a full meal with Li Yaozong.
Then, she saw Wang Dali coming back after picking up customers.
"Brother Wang, it's just right. If you're not busy, take us to buy some things."
Gu Qingcheng greeted Wang Dali enthusiastically.
"Okay! No problem!"
Wang Dali sent the chartered passenger to work and went home for a meal, where he happened to meet Gu Qingcheng.
He quickly swallowed the steamed bread made of three-grain flour in his mouth, gulped down a big gulp of water, and ran over happily.
"Ms. Gu, what do you want to buy?"
Wang Dali parked the car and asked Gu Qingcheng and Li Yaozong to sit down.
"We just moved here and we have nothing at home. We just want to buy some pots and pans and some food."
"Okay! There are a few shops in front of the university that sell these things. I'll take you there."
Having pulled a rickshaw for several years, Wang Dali is very familiar with this area.
He wanted to keep Gu Qingcheng as a customer, so he helped very attentively.
The shop he took Gu Qingcheng to couldn't be said to have very good quality and low prices, but it wouldn't rip you off.
Wang Dali also helped to bargain.
Gu Qingcheng bought everything smoothly.
"Ms. Gu, I see you are a noble person, and I don't think you would do such rough work."
"Do you need someone to light the fire and cook at home? My child's mother is quite good at cooking."
Wang Dali continued to solicit business for his family.
His eyes were quite sharp. When he saw Gu Qingcheng's slender white hands, he knew that this person was not capable of working.
He also did not forget that he met Ms. Gu at the breakfast stall on his way home just now.
This person probably doesn't even know how to light a fire, so she brings her child out to eat.
"Okay, if Mrs. Wang is free, let her give it a try."
Gu Qingcheng didn't say anything final this time, she just said "let's try it".
Her meaning was very clear, she could take care of her neighbor's business, but it also depended on whether the other party was capable.
If it's unreliable, I'm sorry.
Although she has some money, she is not a sucker.
"Okay! Okay! Let my girl go to your place for a trial job. If she's successful, you can hire her. If not, let her go."
Wang Dali was pulling the cart and couldn't pat his chest, but his words were very firm.
Wang Dali is really good at doing things.
He sent Gu Qingcheng home and helped her move things without Gu Qingcheng asking him to do so.
While moving things, he even shouted at the top of his voice towards his home, "Mother! Mother! Come quickly!"
Wang Dali's daughter-in-law heard the noise and hurried over from next door.
When she saw Wang Dali taking the blame, she immediately understood.
She wiped her hands and started working with her husband.
Gu Qingcheng: ...
This couple is really hardworking, and the key is that they are very perceptive.
Wang Dali helped put the things down, said a few words to his wife, and then ran out to work again.
Mrs. Wang helped Gu Qingcheng clean the stove, wash the pots and dishes.
The stove was empty and there was no firewood in the yard.
She simply ran back to her home and brought back a bundle of firewood.
Light the fire, boil water, wash vegetables, cook, make soup, and steam buns.
In the small courtyard where Gu Qingcheng rented, smoke rose from the chimney on the roof...
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