nyslfriends Chapter 192 The grace of the divine rice astonishes the entire courtyard; Sha Zhu presents his treas
Chapter 192 The grace of the divine rice astonishes the entire courtyard; Sha Zhu presents his treas
The next day, before dawn, the sky was shrouded in a hazy gray.
He Yuzhu opened his eyes and jumped out of bed, his eyes bright and alert, showing no signs of sleepiness.
The effect of that bowl of porridge last night was too powerful. He felt like he had inexhaustible energy, and his mind was in turmoil, filled with images of Mr. Lin and those few grains of rice.
The more he thought about it, the more passionate he became.
That's not rice!
That's a divine object!
To be able to lend out such a divine object as ordinary rice so casually, what kind of extraordinary person must Mr. Lin be?
regret!
He Yuzhu wished he could slap himself twice, regretting that he had been blind to the great man's worth and dared to speak ill of him.
happiness!
He couldn't help but grin, delighted that he had such incredible luck in connecting with such an extraordinary person.
This opportunity must be seized!
For the first time ever, he tidied himself up neatly, combed his hair until it was shiny, and put on his most presentable clothes.
Immediately, he rummaged through his drawers and pulled out all his most treasured possessions.
A bottle of homemade fruit wine aged for three years, a small jar of meat sauce made with a secret recipe, and five free-range eggs that I had saved up for a long time to exchange for from the countryside.
He wouldn't even touch these things himself on a normal day.
He found a clean bamboo basket, carefully arranged the gifts, took a deep breath, and carrying the basket, his steps were almost like those of a pilgrim, as he arrived at Lin Fan's courtyard gate.
"Thump, thump, thump."
He knocked with perfect control, making sure the force was audible without sounding abrupt.
A moment later, the door hinges creaked softly.
The person who opened the door was a woman dressed in a white martial arts uniform, with an upright posture and a cool demeanor.
It was Fang Qingxue.
He Yuzhu only glanced at it, and his breath caught in his throat.
nice!
This woman was simply otherworldly; her ethereal beauty surpassed even that of Qin Huairu, the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.
He quickly bowed, forcing a sincere smile: "Fairy... no, young lady, hello! I'm He Yuzhu from the next courtyard, everyone calls me Silly Zhu. I came to your house to borrow some rice last night."
Fang Qingxue's gaze was as calm as a deep pool; she simply looked at him silently.
That gaze was devoid of emotion, yet it made He Yuzhu feel as if he had been seen through from the inside out, sending chills down his spine.
He steeled himself and handed the bamboo basket forward.
"I am very grateful to Mr. Lin for his generosity yesterday, which relieved my family's urgent need. I feel really bad about it, so I prepared some homemade gifts. They are just a small token of my appreciation, and I hope Mr. Lin will not find them offensive."
Fang Qingxue's gaze swept over the fruit wine, meat sauce, and eggs in the basket.
These delicacies, which are considered delicacies by ordinary people, are no different from pebbles on the roadside in her eyes.
"The master hasn't gotten up yet." Her voice, like her personality, was calm and indifferent. "Put your things down, you can leave now."
He Yuzhu felt a little disappointed when he heard this. He had been hoping to meet Mr. Lin and try to get closer to him.
But he dared not say a word and hurriedly placed the basket respectfully on the threshold.
"Alright! Then I won't disturb Mr. Lin's rest any longer!" He rubbed his hands together and added, "Miss, please tell Mr. Lin that I, Sha Zhu, don't have any other skills, just a lot of strength and a good cook. If there's any dirty or tiring work to do at your residence, or if you'd like to try something different, just let me know, and I'll be there in no time!"
Looking at his expression, as if he wanted to sign a contract of servitude on the spot, Fang Qingxue's usually icy lips seemed to soften with a faint smile.
She nodded almost imperceptibly.
Upon seeing this, He Yuzhu was overjoyed, feeling that his efforts had not been in vain, and left with profuse thanks.
Fang Qingxue waited until he was far away, then picked up the bamboo basket and turned back to the courtyard.
She walked to an inconspicuous trash can in the corner of the yard and tilted her hand.
The fruit wine, meat sauce, and eggs in the basket, along with the basket itself, silently transformed into the purest stream of particles and disappeared the moment they fell into the bucket.
It's as if it never existed.
What is a treasure for ordinary people is not even worthy of turning into dust for Mr. Yu.
……
When Lin Fan woke up, Fang Qingxue had already prepared breakfast.
He took a sip of porridge, then paused slightly.
"The porridge seems a little too rich in flavor today?"
Fang Qingxue lowered her head and said, "Sir, this morning He Yuzhu from next door brought over a few ordinary eggs. I took a trace of life from one of them and added it to the porridge, which has offended your palate. Please punish me."
Lin Fan waved his hand and smiled faintly: "It's nothing, it's just a token of my appreciation."
For him, this change was insignificant, but the word "intention" made him find it somewhat interesting.
That's just how mortals are.
The slightest favor is enough to make them give up everything they have.
……
Meanwhile, in the neighboring courtyard house, an undercurrent is brewing.
When Sha Zhu returned with an empty basket, his beaming and ecstatic expression was impossible to hide from the shrewd people in the courtyard.
Qin Huairu was the first to come to the door. Seeing the three children's rosy cheeks after eating the porridge, she felt like she was being scratched by a cat.
She pulled He Yuzhu aside and asked in a low voice, "Silly Zhu, is that rice... really that amazing?"
"Sister Qin, that's not rice, that's an elixir!" He Yuzhu slapped her thigh, her face full of regret and excitement. "I misunderstood Mr. Lin; he's a true master!"
Qin Huairu's eyes sparkled, and her mind began to wander.
It's so hard for her, a widow raising three children alone. If she could get in touch with that Mr. Lin, even just a tiny bit of benefit from him would be enough to feed and clothe them all.
She decided that she would go and "thank you" in person that afternoon.
On the other side, Xu Damao heard everything clearly through the crack in the window, feeling both sour and jealous.
"Pah! That idiot Zhu, what kind of luck did he get!" He spat, his eyes darting around.
He saw the towering pillar of light in that courtyard; there's definitely treasure there! If Sha Zhu could make contact, why couldn't Xu Damao? He's much smarter than Sha Zhu.
He pondered how to both kick Sha Zhu while making Mr. Lin look at him differently.
Inside the inner room, the third uncle, Yan Bugui, stopped using his abacus.
His ears are pointed.
Elixir of immortality? Master?
His mind was racing with calculations.
This is an investment! The risks are unknown, but the potential returns are enormous! If even a cook like Sha Zhu can be connected with him, then he, a cultured person who teaches and educates people, is of a higher status. We must make contact with him, even if we can't gain any advantage, it would be good to find out his background.
Meanwhile, Liu Haizhong, the second eldest uncle in the main courtyard, was strolling around the courtyard with an air of official authority, carrying a large tea mug.
He listened to the rumors and let out a cold snort.
No matter how great or not someone is, in this courtyard house, you have to follow the rules and obey the management!
However… this newcomer, Mr. Lin, seems to have a rather complicated background. If he could be brought under my “command,” or if I could use him to get to know higher-ups, it would greatly benefit my status as the second eldest son.
He cleared his throat and decided that in the afternoon he would conduct a "work inspection" in his capacity as the head of the compound.
One morning, several "big shots" of the courtyard house, harboring completely different yet ultimately similar thoughts, made the same decision without prior arrangement.
A "collective visit" targeting Lin Fan is already imminent.
At the heart of all this, Lin Fan simply lay leisurely in a rocking chair, sipping tea, watching Ares and Aiolia, the two gods of war, arguing heatedly over the ownership of a fallen leaf in the courtyard.
A slight smile played on his lips.
It seems that peaceful days need a little more fun.