aircannonsinc Chapter 174 Qing Ce Village
Chapter 174 Qing Ce Village
A house in Qingce Village.
A group of people who were exploring the true identity of the Kitchen God and collecting folk food wishes came here. Among them, the little guy with white hair, Paimeng, said: "Grandma Ruoxin is the manager of Qingce Manor, let's go ask her first."
"Grandma Ruoxin! Sorry to bother you." Paimon finally acted as a guide and led everyone to visit.
In the open-plan house, an old lady with white hair and a kind face sat on a neat and clean wooden chair.
She heard a little noise, looked over there, and said with a smile: "Little Paimeng is here, and these friends... Mr. Mo Ran! You are here too!"
Mo Ran quickly smiled and said, "Please don't call me that, old man. I'm worried that it will shorten my life!"
Grandma Ruoxin groaned and said, "What you said is true. You and Mr. Baishu are the great benefactors of the whole Qingce Manor. If it weren't for the two of you, Mr. Yaolu, who come to provide free medical treatment every month, Qingce Manor would probably be..."
Ruoxin didn't continue talking, just let out a long sigh.
Mo Ran waved his hand and said gently, "Of course, of course. After all, Qingce Manor is such a big place. Since you don't want to go there, then we will come here. After all, the medicine house is open, isn't it for treating people!"
Grandma Ruoxin opened her mouth but said nothing, because Qingce Village is vast and sparsely populated, and most of the residents are poor. If it weren't for the monthly free clinics, many people would have died due to lack of effective treatment.
Mo Ran coughed a few times and looked at the people he was traveling with. He was stunned for a moment. There was a gleam in their eyes, which seemed to make the black clothes he was wearing look even taller.
"You guys... forget it," Mo Ran looked at Grandma Ruoxin, the manager of Qingce Manor, and asked softly, "Grandma Ruoxin, Qingce Manor should have ancient records about the Demon God War period, right?"
"Ancient books? Let me think..." Grandma Ruoxin pondered for a moment, then stood up with the help of the table. Xiangling hurriedly supported the old lady when she saw her. Ruoxin smiled and nodded in thanks.
Walking to the edge of the railing, Grandma Ruoxin pointed at a house with her withered finger and said, "That old warehouse over there belongs to the Feiyun Chamber of Commerce. There are many ancient books stored in it from Qingce Manor. Their young master often comes here to read books and history."
Keqing thought for a moment and said, "Young Master of Feiyun Chamber of Commerce? You mean Young Master Xingqiu?"
Grandma Ruoxin nodded and said gently, "Yes, it's him. What's your name, little girl? Have you seen him? What do you think of Mr. Mo Ran? Otherwise, I can introduce you to a few good candidates?"
Keqing's moon-stealing face showed two blushes. She waved her hand and said, "No need, no need! Old man, my name is Keqing!"
Grandma Ruoxin was stunned for a moment, then said, "It turned out to be Lord Yuheng. I was rude just now. I am really sorry."
Mo Ran spread his hands and said, "Grandma Ruoxin, you should stop trying to match people up with other people. The other sentences are fine, but why are you trying to match me up with a middle-aged man who is almost forty?"
"If this gets out, who knows who will curse me in secret!"
Grandma Ruoxin smiled and said, "There's nothing I can do. When people get old, they always worry about this and that. If I can help them find a good marriage, I will have accomplished my mission!"
Mo Ran smiled gently, helped the old man back to his seat, and said: "Children and grandchildren have their own blessings, it's useless for you to worry about these things. We will leave first and come to visit you next time."
"Haha, take care, Mr. Mo Ran." Grandma Ruoxin watched the man in black and his companions leave. Her cloudy and weathered eyes were full of gratitude.
After leaving the old man's house, Paimeng, who had been silent for a long time, said, "Mo Ran, can you treat illnesses?"
Mo Ran knew why he was asking, so he shook his head and explained, "Of course I don't know how to do that, but we are in the Qiqi Club, and we come here every month for free clinics. Over time, we have become familiar with Grandma Ruoxin."
"Speaking of this, please don't mind Miss Keqing. She was just talking just now. The matchmaking was just a joke. Don't take it seriously!"
"I know, Mr. Mo Ran. The most important thing right now is to find clues about the Kitchen God." Keqing looked towards the old warehouse with burning eyes.
In front of the warehouse stood a clerk from the Feiyun Chamber of Commerce, a young man of average build and plain appearance. His name was Asheng, and today was the day for him to sort out old books as usual.
Because the strength of the Thousand Rocks Army in Liyue Harbor has been strengthened, there are many more defenses near Qingce Village, and A Sheng was not robbed by the treasure-stealing group as in the plot.
There was sweat on his face and his breathing was a little rapid. He must have just finished organizing his books and came out not long ago.
Ah Sheng saw several figures coming from afar. He had been in Liyue Harbor for many years and worked in the Feiyun Chamber of Commerce, so he naturally had a good eye.
He hurriedly took a few steps forward, bowed slightly to meet his gaze, and said respectfully, "Hello, Master Mo!" The reason he did this was because his master had said that when dealing with this person, one must not make enemies, but must find ways to establish a good relationship with him. Even if it leaves a little impression, it would be good.
The man in black nodded slightly, glanced at the man who didn't make much impression on him, and said nothing.
Ah Sheng raised his head and saw the extraordinary blond boy and purple-dressed and purple-haired woman next to him. He greeted them, "Looking at your attire, you must be the famous traveler. And Miss Keqing, nice to meet you!"
Kong Qiao, dressed in black and expressionless, followed him and just nodded slightly. His face showed no emotion, as if he was a mature young man who was well versed in worldly affairs and had a deep understanding of the red dust.
Keqing smiled back and said calmly, "Excuse me for bothering you. I heard that this room is the Feiyun Chamber of Commerce's old book warehouse. I came here to ask if there are any ancient books about the Kitchen God preserved in the room?"
"Kitchen God?" Ah Sheng was startled. He never expected that several prominent people would come here to ask this question. He was a little embarrassed and said, "Well, I've heard that the Kitchen God is Prince Yan, isn't he?"
Paimeng looked puzzled and said, "But the news we got is different."
Ah Sheng immediately said, "Then I don't know. I heard from a research friend that the fire used for cooking is ignited by a stove, and the stove is made of piled rocks."
"Some people believe that this is a gift from Lord Rock, and they believe that the Kitchen God is actually Lord Rock."
"It makes sense..." Keqing's beautiful eyes flashed with deep thought, but then she remembered what the man in black said, and couldn't help but wonder, "Are there any other records?"
"Well..." Ah Sheng scratched his head, looking troubled, and said, "I have to ask the Second Young Master for instructions. I can't make the decision myself."
"What do you want to talk to me about?" A clear young voice came.
Everyone looked back and saw two young men of similar age coming together.
One is dressed elegantly and has a scholarly air in his every move; the other is dressed in the clothes of an exorcist family and is more free and easy than the former. The two have completely different temperaments, but they are rare close friends in the world.
The bookish young man is the second young master of Feiyun Chamber of Commerce, named Xingqiu. Since he was a child, he longed for a life of wearing green clothes, drinking strong wine, and traveling around the world with a sword, so he made friends with the young man next to him.
Although the exorcist family has now retired, there are still some disciples walking around the world, proficient in exorcism, catching ghosts and spirits, but this young man named Chongyun has a physique that is different from that of ordinary people.
He had a very rare pure yang body, and it was extremely rare for him to encounter filthy and evil spirits in his life. This resulted in him having nowhere to go whenever he wanted to get rid of demons.
Moreover, the pure yang body is very troublesome as it must maintain the body temperature. Once it overheats, disaster will come to the surrounding areas. Therefore, Chongyun cannot eat hot food or spicy food, and he also needs to hold a popsicle from time to time to cool himself down.
Paimeng shouted, "Chongyun, Xingqiu! I just mentioned you and you're here."
They met the two of them during the time when Mo Ran sealed himself off, and had a good impression of each of them.
Chongyun waved and shouted, "Hello!"
This cheerful boy with a smile, after seeing the man in black, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he struggled to shout: "Uncle, hello, grandpa uncle!"