aircannonsinc Chapter 106: Du Bing 2 Wish
Chapter 106: Du Bing 2 Wish
Qiqi blinked her innocent eyes, her porcelain doll-like face was watery and lively, and she suddenly said, "But Sister Ningguang said before that Master is old and his body is not as strong as before. We can't do it easily, otherwise he will fall apart!"
Mo Ran gently scratched the porcelain doll's nose and snorted, "When I was not at home, Ningguang and Yanfei taught you all sorts of things! Give me back the pure and lovely Qiqi!"
He let out a light breath. Ningguang was brought up by himself, so he could not blame anyone else. But as for Yan Fei, it must be the work of Ge Chenlangshi Zhenjun. Mo Ran made a note of this account again.
Gan Yu, who couldn't and didn't want to interrupt, stood quietly beside her, watching the heartwarming scene. She thought of Master Liuyun Jiefeng who was far away in Jueyunjian. Should she go back to see him?
An idea sprouted in Ganyu's heart, and it took root there. In the near future, it would grow into a towering tree that could not be shaken by a small ant.
"Mr. Mo Ran, I've been out for a long time. It's time to go back to work. Goodbye." Gan Yu saw that the master and disciple were about to leave, so he didn't plan to stay.
Mo Ran said gently: "Goodbye."
Qiqi waved her little hand, "Sister Ganyu, goodbye." The little girl leaned on her master's chest, feeling warm and at ease.
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In a newly renovated pharmacy, several clerks who knew a little about pharmacology but could not pass the qualification examination were waiting for work, waiting for the new manager to come and make arrangements.
Mo Ran, a plain-looking man dressed in luxurious black, was holding the hand of a delicate little girl. Next to him was a young girl in the prime of her life with a graceful and proud figure and natural musculature.
The three of them formed a strange combination, and the passers-by around them looked at them strangely, with most of them lingering on the young woman with hidden desires.
Mo Ran glanced at those people imperceptibly, his eyes slightly fixed. The latter and others suddenly felt as if they were being stabbed on the back and broke out in cold sweats, while the former smiled secretly, like an old man protecting his child.
Ningguang was very good at observing people's expressions and naturally noticed the abnormality around her. She knew it was the old man who did it without any guessing. She turned around and smiled sweetly, charming everyone, but only the old man and her younger sister could see it.
Mo Ran tapped Ning Guang's forehead with his finger and said calmly, "Stop laughing like that. It never leads to good things."
Ningguang let out a very affected "ouch" but she had a smile on her face. Qiqi was already used to the banter and joking between the two of them, but she still watched with interest.
Ningguang deliberately made a bitter face and said, "Old man, this time it was a medicine house, last time it was a restaurant, what will it be next time? A refreshing inn? I can't afford to mess with my small assets anymore!"
Mo Ran pulled the corner of his mouth, resisting the urge to knock on the girl's forehead again, "Liuliting and Xinyuexuan both give you 20% dividends every month, isn't that enough? How much more do you want?"
Ningguang seized the opportunity and said with a smile: "I want to take 20% of the profit from the medicine house every month. I beg for your approval, old man!" She bent her legs slightly, placed her hands on her waist, and bowed respectfully.
Mo Ran said unhappily, "Okay, okay, two for two. If I perform this ceremony on the street, people will probably think I'm an unscrupulous rich kid who keeps countless maids! Go away, go away."
Mo Ran shook off the wide sleeves of his black clothes and walked away quickly. Ningguang covered her mouth and smiled, following closely behind him.
The three of them walked into the street south of Liyue Harbor and arrived in front of a store without a sign. Several waiters came out to greet them, but they couldn't tell who was the new owner.
Several waiters looked at each other in bewilderment. They had thought that the graceful daughter of a wealthy family was the new shopkeeper, but when they got closer, they discovered how luxuriously the clothes of the ordinary-looking young man were made of extremely fine materials.
In addition, the white-haired woman called the man "old man", and several shop assistants bowed and said, "Hello, shopkeeper!"
"I'm not your shopkeeper." Mo Ran smiled faintly, looked at Qi Qi who was still holding his hand, and said softly: "This is my disciple, she is your shopkeeper, you can listen to her if you have anything in the future."
"Good job, boss." Several waiters said again. They didn't care why the boss let a child be the shopkeeper, but as long as they could make money, it was good enough.
Ningguang narrowed her peach blossom eyes and asked with a smile, "Old man, the plaque hasn't been written yet. Do you want me to invite some literary masters to write it, or do you want to write it yourself?"
Mo Ran glanced at the clean and tidy medicine room and said slowly, "I have already made an appointment with someone. I estimate that he will be here soon. He should not violate the contract."
"Mr. Mo Ran is right." A voice, as deep and solid as rock, made people feel at ease. It was the Rock King Emperor, who went by the alias Zhongli. "I am here. Mr. Mo Ran wants me to write something for your disciple's medicine room?"
There is a reason why Zhongli came here.
A few days ago, the day after Mo Ran and Ningguang agreed to buy a store, he went to the teahouse to find Zhongli who was listening to a storyteller.
In exchange for a meal, the gentleman who called himself an idler wrote a plaque. Since the contract has been signed, it cannot be violated, even if he is the one who created the contract.
Mo Ran asked his servant to set up the ladder. Looking at the blank plaque, he suddenly had an idea and said, "Let's write 'Du Binglu'!"
Zhongli thought about it and began to talk, "But it has the implication of eliminating diseases in the world? Mr. Mo Ran is indeed a wealthy master."
Mo Ran sneered and said, "The mouth is the source of trouble. I heard that Mr. Zhongli doesn't like Haihe's food. How about we go to Xinyuexuan to get food later?"
"That's not necessary." Zhongli stopped talking nonsense, climbed up the stairs, wrote the three majestic words "Du Binglu" in a flying stroke, then turned around and slowly returned to the ground.
Zhongli asked, "Do you need to write a few more signs? The walls of the hut look deserted, so it should be something you haven't arranged yet? It would be nice to hang some elegant poems by scholars on the walls of the hut."
"If patients have to wait too long, they can watch it to relieve their boredom, and it can also show the elegance and literary style of the owner of the medicine house. It is a good choice to kill two birds with one stone."
This matter was like bargaining for a higher price. Zhongli always liked to find more things to do, so he suggested writing some signs and hanging them on the wall.
Mo Ran smiled playfully, glanced at the idler who was looking for trouble, and said with a smile: "Then listen to Mr. Zhongli and write two pairs of letters."
"Let me think..." Mo Ran tapped the wall with his fingers, and a crisp sound rang out. He murmured: "I wish that all stubborn diseases in the world will be eradicated, everyone will be healthy, and every family will be reunited!"
"My second wish is that I can have peace and quiet in the medicine house. If there are any patients, they can be cured immediately without having to go back and forth again!"
Zhongli said in a deep voice: "Good. If it is really as you wish, most of the sorrows in the world will no longer exist. How can there be white hair and black hair? How can there be a family left penniless due to illness? How can there be so many regrets and unspeakable sorrows?"
Zhongli sighed, picked up his pen and wrote down these two grand wishes. Every word and every character seemed to contain a lasting and righteous spirit, and was vigorous and powerful and would last forever.
Mo Ran walked to the side of Mr. Xianren and whispered, "Actually, there is a little selfishness in it."
Zhongli remained silent, just looked at him, waiting to hear what he meant.
Qiqi, whose hand was no longer held by her master, clung to her sister's clothes, waiting for her master to speak. Ningguang disagreed. She was only thinking about making money and had no intention of helping the world. She had several things on her mind.
Maura, the old man, several sisters... Apart from that, nothing else really entered her heart, not at all.
Under the gaze of the three people, Mo Ran said, "Every family is reunited. I want to be reunited with my wife as soon as possible!"
"Besides, these two wishes have used up all the ink I have accumulated from reading books over the years. I don't know when I will have the next one."
Zhongli's expression didn't change and he didn't say a word, but his eyes were visibly pale.
Ningguang laughed out loud, "As expected of an old man, your ability to soothe people is improving day by day!"
Qiqi sensibly tried to help save the situation, "Master is really... free and easy, not bound by worldly matters, and transcends the ordinary to become a saint."
Ningguang rolled her eyes at her own sister, who was full of charm.