After An Moxue finalized the cooperation details with the parties involved, the funds were transferred to the account, and the profit sharing and responsibility arrangements were clarified, she asked for leave from school and returned to Ulannahe by plane and then train.
After getting off the train, she didn't go home. Instead, she found a secluded spot, took out her radio, and sent a message to Xu Qingfeng. After receiving a reply, the two arranged a time and place to meet. Only then did An Moxue put away the radio and return to her home in Ulanakh.
After being uninhabited for several days, the house was covered in dust. An Moxue took out her robot butler and began cleaning the house.
She went into her space and started collecting the medicinal herbs inside. One batch was ripe, so she collected it, dried it, and then planted another batch.
It's been a long time since I've had hot pot. An Moxue still thinks it's more important to satisfy her stomach first. Otherwise, how can food be ranked second among the basic necessities of life?
Having not had seafood hot pot in a long time, she went to the seawater pond, took the exquisite vegetable basket that Old Ma had woven for her, and began to catch her favorite seafood on the shore. She would take a piece of seaweed, a few prawns, a few scallops, and when she saw the salmon right in front of her, An Moxue would reach out and scoop it up. Then she would take a few of whatever looked good to her, and before she knew it, the basket was full.
Seeing that she couldn't possibly eat it all, she picked and chose some to put back in the water. Once she thought that was enough, she returned to the restaurant and began to prepare the salmon. She cut the whole salmon into thin slices, placed one plate on the table, and put the rest in the storage room. The other seafood had already been washed and placed on the table by the robot butler.
The red chili oil smelled spicy and fragrant. An Moxue opened the pot lid; it was already boiling. She added ingredients, starting with a few slices of meat and then some other seafood. At first, she ate with relish, but the more she ate, the less interesting it became. She slumped back in her chair, losing all desire to eat. She stared blankly at the boiling hot pot. No matter how delicious the food is, if there's no one to share it with, it will lose its flavor and leave only loneliness.
She summoned a robot butler to tidy up the restaurant, then walked out, each step feeling as heavy as a thousand pounds. Just by looking at her back, one could sense her weariness and loneliness.
She dragged herself back to the bedroom, collapsed onto the bed, pulled the covers over her head, and didn't move an inch. It truly lived up to the saying—"A room cold and deserted, no one to ask her questions; a body weary, to whom can she confide?"
The next morning, she did not get up to practice martial arts as usual. She remained motionless under the covers, just as she had been when she first got into bed the day before.
This room is so cold and deserted, like an isolated island devoid of human life. I wonder when its owner will be revived!
Finally, the person under the blanket stirred. An Moxue felt a splitting headache, her whole body was exhausted, and she was both tired and cold.
After what seemed like an eternity, she finally raised one hand, took a thermometer from the bedside table, tucked it under her armpit, and took her temperature.
After a while, she struggled to take out the thermometer, glanced at it, and was shocked by what she saw: 41 degrees Celsius. She was delirious with fever.
She used the remote control to summon the robot butler, who brought her warm water, fever reducer, and a small bowl of white porridge.
She first took her medicine and drank some porridge, then programmed the butler robot to wake her up in four hours before collapsing back onto the bed and quickly falling into a deep sleep.
At first, I felt like my whole body was on fire, but I was also incredibly cold. Then, I felt incredibly hot and sweaty all over, even the blankets were wet. Later, I was neither cold nor hot, but I felt incredibly sticky, and I still couldn't open my eyes.
She closed her eyes, motionless, unaware of the time. Suddenly, a mechanical shout brought her back to her senses, and she knew that she was still in the human world.
When An Moxue woke up again, her fever had subsided. The butler robot brought her another bowl of white porridge. After she finished the porridge, she took her temperature and found that her fever had gone down. However, she felt weak all over. She went into the bathroom and took a quick three-minute shower. Then she called the butler robot over to help her dry her hair.
An Moxue said with emotion, "Old Niu, you're the best. You're so hardworking and you won't leave me."
The old ox's mechanical voice rang out: "Master, the old ox will always be with you."
In fact, there are eleven robots like An Moxue in the underground storage room.
In her past life, her company was so big, specializing in the import and export of clothing, and the profits were several hundred percent. So why didn't she have much money in the end?
The reason is that she uses all her money to buy high-tech products from that world, regardless of whether they are useful or not. She will buy anything that interests her, regardless of the price. This is why she has everything in her space, and sometimes she doesn't even remember what she has.
As An Moxue listened to the old ox's mechanical voice, knowing that it was just a program she had set, she felt it was a good thing.
Perhaps it's because I've been lonely for too long that I always want someone to be with me, even if we don't talk, just having someone silently by my side would be nice!
But now, she doesn't even have a single person like that around her.
Perhaps because of her illness, she felt particularly vulnerable and sensitive. She thought that having someone nagging in her ear would be a blessing, at least it would prove that she wasn't alone.
This illness came suddenly and fiercely. In just two days, her pointed chin appeared. When she looked in the mirror, she was surprised. It felt like she had just transmigrated. But when she stepped on the scale and weighed herself, she was disappointed to find that she only weighed 90 pounds.
An Moxue had no idea where all her fat had gone in just two short days.
Illness comes like a landslide, but recovery is like pulling silk from a cocoon.
Three days later, when Duoze saw An Moxue at the hotel, he was shocked. "Miss, how come you've lost so much weight?"
An Moxue sat in a corner of the restaurant. It was lunchtime, and the restaurant was almost full. She said, "I got sick, and that's how it is. Tell me if anything has happened since I left."
Duo Ze thought for a moment and said, "Yes, the restaurant was doing very well at first, but soon some people started to have their eyes on it. It wasn't just one group; they kept coming in different ways to cause trouble. At first, it was just small disturbances, which we didn't take seriously. But then two people came and said there was something wrong with the food at our restaurant and that they were going to report it to the authorities. I had no choice but to go to Miss Guo'er, and she handled the matter. After that, no one came to cause trouble anymore, and everything has been fine until now."
"Okay, I understand. You go ahead and get busy! I'll sit for a bit and then leave. Don't worry about me."
An Moxue had had enough of staying there. Seeing that it was almost time for Guo'er to get out of school, she rented a horse and rode to the school gate to wait for Guo'er.
An Moxue was outstanding in appearance and dressed well, making her stand out at the school gate.
As soon as Guo'er stepped out of the school gate, before An Moxue could even call her, she saw An Moxue and ran towards her, calling out, "Jiduo, you're back!"
The next sentence was: "How did you lose so much weight!"
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