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Qingliang Mountain is such a big place. It didn’t take long for everyone to know the news. Everyone felt that the food cooked by Qinglin these days was not the same as before, as if there was a little more bitter taste in it. They, who understand the mood of Qing Lin very well, show great tolerance. No one questions Qing Lin. They are people who fix the truth. They know better than anyone what it means to lose their talent, which is even more uncomfortable than killing him.
Qing Lin is an optimistic person by nature. After a few days of depression, her mood gradually improved. If you think about it carefully, it doesn’t seem like a big deal to lose your talent. Isn’t it just that you can’t practice? In this way, he doesn’t have to worry anymore. Does he have the money to learn from the teacher? Will others accept him as an apprentice? His craft is still there. As long as he waits for the master to come back, let him tell the archaistic scholar and formally register his name in the personnel directory of the shocking school, he will have the official establishment of the shocking school. Every month’s wages will be multiplied several times, reaching a high salary of twelve taels of silver per month. With this money, he will have no problem in getting a wife, buying a small courtyard and living a well-off life in the future.
After trying to understand all this, Qing Lin slowly got rid of negative emotions and became optimistic again. Lu Shangpeng, who eats meals every day, and others felt the change of meals, and all of them breathed a long sigh of relief. They were afraid that Qing Lin would not be able to survive this difficulty. If he quit, the daily meals would immediately become a chronic problem. Today, in Qingliang Mountain, except Qingling can cook, several other masters can’t even tell whether to put oil or salt first when cooking. It is better to expect the sun to rise in the west if they expect them to make a delicious meal.
"Qing Lin, are you going down the mountain?" Lu Shangpeng frowned and asked.
Qing Lin nodded. "Brother Lu, the rice noodles in the kitchen are almost used up again. If we don’t sell them down the mountain, everyone will have to stop tomorrow afternoon."
Lu Shangpeng said, "You can go down the mountain, but what about the lunch today?"
Qing Lin said: "I have prepared the food and put it on the seats of your big brothers. At noon, I can use it when I open it." The only bad thing is that we have to be wronged to have a cold meal. If you don’t want to eat cold, make your own fire and heat it up. "
Knowing that there was no need to go hungry at noon, Lu Shangpeng immediately agreed to the request of Qinglin to go down the mountain, and gave Qinglin some scattered money as the cost of buying rice noodles.
Qing Lin went down the mountain and pushed the flatbed out from the hut at the foot of the mountain. This hut is also the industry of Qingliang Mountain. There is a lock tied to the Chai Men, and it has never been visited by thieves for many years. In addition to being awed by the reputation of the shocking faction, no one dares to break the ground on the head of Tai Sui. It is also an extremely important reason that there is not much oil and water in Qingliang Mountain.
After about half an hour’s running, Qinglin came to Inge Town, five miles away, after more than a month. Walking in the streets of the town, someone greets Qinglin from time to time, and Qinglin is also very polite in return. Everyone in Yingqi Town knows that Qingliang Mountain is their patron saint. If it were not for the existence of Qingliang Mountain, their life would never be as calm and peaceful as it is now.
According to past habits, Qinglin first came to the grain and oil store located in the northwest of Inge Town, which is also the only shop in Inge Town that specializes in rice, flour, oil and salt. The manned Zhu Shouzhao is an old man in his fifties, and his wife died of illness a few years ago. He has two sons around him. The eldest son Zhu Mingdong disliked the desolation of Inge Town in the early years and ran to the bustling south of the Yangtze River to do business, and never came back. Only the youngest son Zhu Mingdong can endure hardships and has been with his father.
Zhu Mingdong was in his early thirties, when he was in the prime of his life. When he saw Qinglin parked his flatbed at the door of the store, he quickly came out from behind the counter with a smile. "Qinglin superfine product, long time no see."
Qing Lin raised his arm and wiped the sweat from his forehead with the sleeves of his worn robes. "Brother Zhu, as usual, ten bags of noodles, six bags of rice, a bag of millet, 50 kilograms of oil, and some soybeans, mung beans and black beans."
Zhu Mingdong said, "Why didn’t Master Pei Di come? Can you pull so many things by yourself? Do you want to reduce it appropriately? Don’t look back. You are exhausted and you are halfway. "
Qing Lin smiled and said, "It’s all right, Brother Zhu, I can pull it. Just move it to the car."
Zhu Mingdong said, "Since you insist, I won’t advise you. In this way, the business in the store is general today. I will invite my father out later and let him take care of the business in the store. I will send Qinglin superfine product to the foot of Qingliang Mountain. "
Qing Lin smiled and said, "That’s a good feeling. I’m here to thank Brother Zhu."
Zhu Mingdong invited Qing Lin to sit in the shop, poured him a cup of tea, then went to the back of the shop and began to carry rice and flour on the flatbed.
Hurried for such a long time, Qing Lin was tired and thirsty. He drank all the warm tea in the teacup in one gulp. He picked up the tea next to him and poured a cup of tea. He drank it all in one gulp again, which made him feel a little better.
Qing Lin sat down on the stool and began to look at the internal layout of Zhu Ji Midian. At the entrance of Midian, there is a specially made wooden chopping board with three steps. The grain and oil sold by Zhu Ji Midian are all placed on it.
Qing Lin glanced at several cloth pockets on the chopping board, just looking away, and suddenly felt something was wrong. He looked back again and glanced back and forth on several open cloth pockets filled with rice, flour and beans. Soon, Qing Lin knew what was wrong. In a pocket filled with black beans, there is a black bean with a faint green light, just like a pearl falling into a cloth pocket.
Qing Lin went over and picked up the black bean. He looked at it carefully and confirmed that it was really just a black bean, if it didn’t emit a faint green light from time to time. Qing Lin felt full of vitality from this black bean, and there was a heat flow in his head. At the same time, a few awkward formulas slipped into his mouth. Qing Lin read it without thinking.
The green light that fills the air around the black beans flashed for a moment, and then an incredible scene appeared in front of the green forest. The black beans rolled in the palm of the green forest and fell to the ground with a bang. A moment later, a dog with black hair appeared at the feet of the green forest, barking and rubbing on the legs of the green forest.
Qing Lin’s chin almost fell to the ground. He felt that there was something wrong with his eyes. How could a black bean become a puppy? He leaned over and picked up the puppy, held it in front of him, and said maliciously, "Tell me, kid, are you a black bean or a puppy?"
The puppy barked twice, stuck out its red tongue and licked it affectionately in Qinglin’s face.
At this moment, Zhu Mingna came out from behind the store with a bag of noodles in his hands. "Yo, Qing Lin superfine product, did you bring this puppy? Why didn’t you see it just now? "
Qing Lin knew that even if he told the truth, no one would believe him, so he casually perfunctory: "I don’t know whose house it came from. As soon as I came over, I rubbed it on my body."
Zhu Mingnan put a bag of noodles on the flatbed and turned to ha ha a smile. "The dog is very spiritual. It’s so affectionate with you. It’s fate. You feed it. If someone comes to find it, I’ll tell the owner of the dog for you. This dog is not a rare dog, and it is not worth much money. "
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Chapter 10 good beans in pairs
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Qing Lin’s eyes have been staring at the little black dog. He just faltered for Zhu Mingna’s proposal. Zhu Mingnan didn’t think so, so he turned around and went to the back of the store to move rice noodles.
The little black dog can run and jump, bark, and his body hair feels fluffy. His body temperature is also very normal, and everything is no different from a real dog. However, Qing Lin always finds it hard to believe that this is a real little black dog. He just really saw the process of black beans turning into little black dogs.
The little black dog is always affectionate to Qing Lin. It doesn’t care about the suspicious eyes in Qing Lin’s eyes. From time to time, it sticks out its tongue and licks Qing Lin’s hands and arms. Sometimes it sticks out its tongue and hangs out of its mouth, and its two front paws curl up, looking extremely cute.
The cuteness of the little black dog failed to conquer the green forest, and it was impossible for the green forest to accept him before it was clear about its true source. Just because Qing Lin is young doesn’t mean that he is poor in vigilance against other creatures. In normal times, Pei Di didn’t talk to Qing Lin about some sinister things in the world. In addition, Li’s storytelling with crooked nose also made Qing Lin understand a lot of things.
Staring at the little black dog for a long time, Qing Lin suddenly thought of a possibility. He threw the little black dog to the ground and rushed to the shelf where the whole grains were placed at the entrance of the rice shop. He kept stirring in his pocket with his hands, trying to find several similar beans that could emit green light.
After stirring for a few minutes, there was nothing in the green forest. Obviously, the beans that can emit green light are not so easy to find. At that time, Zhu Mingna moved a bag of noodles again and came out from behind the store. "superfine product, Qing Lin, want to buy beans? The amount of beans placed at the door is small. As a sample, it has been placed for a long time. Would you like to have a look in the shop? I just got a new batch of goods. "
Qing Lin smell speech hurriedly nodded, and he looked up and walked to the back of the store. The little black dog barked twice, spread its four little feet, wagged its little tail and ran closely with Qing Lin.
The layout of Zhu Ji Rice Shop is divided into two rooms, the front one is the business place, that is, the storefront. Behind it is the storage room, where a lot of rice, flour, grain and oil are piled up. Because there are too many things, the space is extremely crowded.
Zhu Mingnan pointed to a bucket-shaped container wedged with wooden boards in the corner, and said, "Qinglin superfine product, that rice bucket is specially used by our rice shop to put beans. There are six kinds of beans in it, including soybeans, black beans, mung beans, red beans, peas and kidney beans, which are all common farm beans. There is a paper bag next to it. How much do you need in Qinglin superfine product? Pack it yourself. After I move the rice noodles for you, I will weigh it for you. "
Qing Lin bypassed the rice flour piled on the ground and rushed over in a few steps. The rice bucket is less than four feet high, five feet long and about two and a half feet wide. The middle is evenly divided into six squares with wooden boards, which are filled with beans of various colors. Every bean is very full and round. Zhu Ji Midian has a good reputation, and it never does shoddy things.
Seeing so many beans, Qing Lin suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. There are six kinds of beans here, each of which has dozens of pounds. You should be able to find one or two beans that can emit green light, right? There are many words in the error-free novel network
Without saying anything, Qing Lin plunged into the rice bucket and began to turn inside the beans. Ten minutes passed in a row, and the green forest didn’t get anything. The beans were round or oblate in shape. It was impossible to make them obediently obedient so that they could be piled together and let the green forest dig down deeply.
After the little black dog entered the storage room of the rice shop, he began to have fun. Fortunately, he didn’t run to the bag of rice flour piled on the ground and sprinkle a bubble of urine to prove his existence. It just runs back and forth, drilling here and jumping there for a while.
Woof-woof, suddenly the little black dog barked twice. He quickly ran to the side of a pile of surface pockets, stretched out his claws and scratched them hard. It took a lot of effort. The little black dog hooked out a soybean, picked it up with his mouth, ran to the side of the green forest, put it on the ground, grabbed the green forest’s trouser legs and pulled it hard.
Qing Lin is going deep into the rice bucket at the moment, looking for beans that can emit green light. He has no time to pay attention to the little black dog. He kicks the foot and throws the little black dog aside. "Go, don’t you see I’m busy?" Error-free novel network does not skip words.
The little black dog didn’t pull Qing Lin’s trouser legs again. He squatted on the ground and barked at Qing Lin twice from time to time. Later, when he saw Qing Lin refused to pay attention to it, his barking became more and more urgent.
Zhu Mingnan, who came in to carry rice flour, reminded Qinglin: "Qinglin superfine product, do you think the little black dog is hungry? There are still some leftovers in my kitchen, so why don’t you go and feed it? "
Qing Lin took his hand back from the rice bucket. "Thank you, Brother Zhu."
Zhu Mingnan smiled and continued to load rice flour on the flatbed of Qing Lin.
Qing Lin took a look at the little black dog. "Don’t scream! If you scream again, I will stew you and eat meat. "
The little black dog stood up, stretched out his claws, pushed the soybeans he had just taken over to the feet of Qinglin, and barked twice again.
Qing Lin almost subconsciously followed the little black dog’s action and looked at his eyes. Immediately, he was surprised to stare at his eyes. The soybean at the foot of the little black dog was flashing a faint green light. The color was not as bright as the black bean just now, and it was not as deep as the black bean, but it was indeed flashing a faint green light.
Qing Lin crouched down, picked up the soybeans, carefully put them in her arms, and patted the little black dog’s head. "Well done!"