The news that the mute little fool of Qu Orion's family was not mute and probably not stupid spread throughout the village like the wind at dawn, so shocked that the village chief and his whole family organized a group to come to watch.
The village chief pointed at himself and asked: "Jingjing, do you know who I am?"
"Village chief." Qu Jing said.
"What about me? Who am I?" the village elder's wife asked eagerly.
"Grandma Ma Dalan." Qu Jing said.
Ma Dalan was so excited that she almost cried. Since marrying the village chief, others have called her the Guo family's wife at first, and then the village chief's wife. No one has called her by her real name for a long time.
"Where is he? Where is Goudan?"
Qu Jing: "...Guo Goudan."
"It's amazing!" Ma Dalan clapped her hands excitedly, "Now that you can talk, you are not stupid anymore. Lao Qu, what kind of magic elixir did you give your granddaughter? It's so useful. I'll ask for one for the fool in the village next to my parents' home. He
My family is rich and they have raised three big fat pigs! If this is really good, I will definitely give you a whole fat pig to thank you!"
Qu Lihu smiled so much that the wrinkles on his face almost opened: "There is no magic bullet. Our family Jingjing is not stupid and can talk. A few days ago, he was afraid of strangers and was frightened in the mountains. Now he is fine.
It’s normal.”
The village chief and his family were still watching fiercely. The village chief thought about it and felt something was wrong, so he took Qu Orion outside and whispered.
"If your family is quiet and neither stupid nor mute, then why would this perfectly good-looking girl be thrown into the mountains after she was raised so big?" The village chief frowned, "Is there something you can't tell?
Are you sick?"
"It's just like your first daughter-in-law. She seemed to be fine, but one day she suddenly lost her health and vomited blood to the point of vomiting herself to death."
Qu Orion's expression was startled and he was a little nervous: "What should we do?"
The village chief thought for a while: "Are you willing to spend money?"
Qu Orion: "Tell me something."
"Didn't the superiors call us to the county for a meeting last time? They talked about a lot of policies. In the future, we in rural areas will also have doctors, schools and so on. I heard what Wang Dana from Dahe Village said during the meeting.
, saying that the doctors at the provincial capital hospital are particularly good."
"While his brother-in-law was working in the provincial capital, his leg was crushed by a piece of wood. He was bleeding all over the floor and he was about to die. He was sent to the hospital to save his life."
"If you are willing to spend money, I will ask Dana Wang how to get to the provincial capital and how to get to the hospital. You can take your family to see it quietly."
"The ocean will do, too. The ocean can also be used to exchange money."
Qu Orion was a little hesitant: "I only have 6 yuan, is that enough?"
"I know the hospital is run by foreigners, and even if you don't have a few dollars, you won't be allowed in."
"Foreigners have stopped driving it for a long time." The village chief said that Hu Orion had been living in the mountains all these years, and the information was still a bit behind. He touched his chin, "I don't know if six yuan is enough, and Wang Dana didn't follow me either.
How much does it cost to treat the disease? His in-laws only have a single seedling in their house, so the treatment will definitely cost them everything."
"Maybe the fields are all sold."
Qu Orion became even more nervous and whispered: "I still have two small yellow croakers, is that enough?"
village head:?!
The village chief had an expression on his face as if we had been poor together in the countryside all these years, and you had secretly gotten rich behind my back.
"Where did you come from?" The village chief was shocked.
"I got it from the battalion commander after I knocked him unconscious when I was a deserter."
The village chief began to regret that he ran away when he caught the young man and missed a road to wealth.
But then I thought about it, there were many strong men in these ten miles and eight villages who were arrested back then, but few of them came back alive like Qu Orion. They were all alive and dead, and they could only build an empty grave at home. The village chief felt that
A little more balanced.
"Enough, it must be enough. What kind of disease costs two small yellow croakers? Jingjing is really lucky to be picked up by you. Even a serious illness can be cured." The village chief turned to look at Qu Jing in the room,
Lowering his voice a little lower, he said, "But is it worth spending so much money on a picked-up girl?"
"It's worth it." Qu Lihu said happily, "Jingjing told me as soon as she opened her mouth last night that she would provide for me until the end of my life."
The village chief shook his head helplessly.
What neither of them noticed was that Qu Jing, who was being asked questions by everyone in the room, raised her head slightly when Qu Orion said the last words and glanced outside the door.
In the next few days, Qu Jing and Qu Orion's lives were very ordinary.
After knowing that Qu Jing was neither stupid nor mute, Qu Orion was more relieved that Qu Jing's children would stay at home, and asked Qu Jing to go to the village to play with the children during the day.
Qu Jing is not a real child. She has no interest in playing with children. She only likes to stay at home and play with wood carvings. However, the children in the village are very interested in Qu Jing because she is rich and always has sweet potatoes in her pocket.
corn.
Children with a little more brains would carry baskets on their backs to Qu Jing to exchange for sweet potatoes after digging wild vegetables every day. Those who were more daring would even steal vegetables from their own vegetable fields to exchange them.
Qin Huai stood next to Qu Jing and watched her change the dishes for two days, and felt that Qu Jing had passed the disaster too early. If it had been thirty years later, it would definitely be a story about getting rich in one's generation.
Finally, on the fifth day of Qu Jing's change of vegetables, Qin Huai saw a child carrying a basket carrying vegetables from a distance and knew how many sweet potatoes they were worth. When the village chief came with the good news he had learned about.
The village chief has already inquired about the road to the provincial capital. The village is very poor and there are no ox-carts, but you can take a donkey cart to the county. The county is very poor and there are no cars, but you can take an ox-cart to the provincial capital.
We ate and slept in the open air along the way and brought our own food. Qu Orion was born as an Orion and had guns, knives and bows and arrows, so he didn’t have to worry about encountering robbers on the road. The village chief had already made arrangements. Qu Orion and Qu Jing didn’t have to pay for their trip, and everyone traveling with them
I feel very safe with Orion there, and I don’t have to pay for the round trip, which is very cost-effective.
We will set off tomorrow morning, and the journey will take more than ten days. The village chief knows that Qu Lihu cannot cook, so he has prepared pancakes and hard-boiled eggs for him in advance. He only charges 20% of the processing fee and supports door-to-door visits.
Get your own reward.
Qu Jing said it didn't matter, and gave the village chief two more rabbit skins. The village chief immediately said that he would boil 3 more eggs when he got back, so that Qu Jing could eat more on the way, so that the child could lose weight and need more nutrition.
In this way, Qu Jing and Qu Orion set off after a long journey.
Qu Orion adheres to the concept of making a poor family rich. He carries oceans, French currency, copper coins, and small yellow croakers all close to his body. Two large bags of dry food were prepared by the village elder's wife, and there are more than twenty eggs, as well as leather bottles filled with water.
Bags and some pieces of patchwork leather.
Qu Lihu originally wanted to take the tiger skin with him, but the tiger skin was still too flamboyant. He could beat two or three robbers, but not a dozen. This time he had to leave for nearly a month to see a doctor in the provincial capital.
Qu Orion packed all the valuable things in his home into boxes and hid them in the cellar.
The food was kept at the village chief's house, and the several hunting dogs he raised were also entrusted to the village chief's care.
The journey on the road was boring.
Whether it is a donkey cart or an ox cart, the speed is not very fast, and the animals have to rest and stop and go. In real comparison, this mode of driving is just a little faster than Chen Huihong walking on two feet when he was fleeing famine.
If he hadn't been able to fast forward during the break, Qin Huai would have thought that he would have been bored to death by this stretch of road.
Fast forward is Qin Huai's adjective for the passage of time.
Qin Huai had this kind of experience when he watched Luo Jun's last memory. During the years when Luo Jun stayed in front of Liu Tao's tomb, Qin Huai was like a bystander watching a movie, watching the sun rise in the east and set in the west quickly.
Years passed by in a blink of an eye, and an hour passed in less than a dozen minutes.
The same was true when he was on the road. Qu Jing didn't speak for most of the time. He only responded when Qu Jing asked him if he was thirsty or hungry and if he wanted to eat. In addition, Qu Jing was going to the provincial capital again.
From the hospital, several uninformed passengers on the road thought that Qu Jing was terminally ill and was going to die, so they quickly gave Qu Jing the best seat on the oxcart, so that the child could lie down instead of sitting.
It wasn't until the ox cart drove into the provincial capital that Qin Huai felt a bit of modern flavor.
The driver took Qu Lihu and Qu Jing all the way to the door of the hospital and told Qu Lihu where he would stay and when he would return. He also told him if he missed the return trip.
Qu Orion was obviously a little nervous when he entered the provincial capital. The shotgun was wrapped in cloth and slung on his back. He led Qu Jing around the hospital entrance like a headless fly.
This cannot be blamed on Orion, he is illiterate.
Fortunately, the shotgun wrapped in cloth that Qu Orion carried on his back attracted attention, and the security guard at the entrance of the hospital recognized it at a glance.
Everyone accepted the behavior of a hunter from the countryside carrying a shotgun into the city well. Now is a period of chaos. Many farmers in the countryside who have little information can't even figure out whether the war is over or whether the county magistrate has run away or died.
It's better to change it. There are still bandits in the mountains that have not yet been exterminated. It is not normal to bring some self-defense items on the road.
After learning that Qu Lihu was taking his granddaughter to the city for medical treatment, the security guard told Qu Lihu that the gun could not be brought into the hospital and had to be kept outside. He took him to change the money first, and then took him to register.
Qu Orion saw that the opponent's gun was better than his own, so he obeyed.
After Qu Orion exchanged all the French currency, copper coins, and oceans he had with him into the current currency, he nervously took Qu Jing to register and see a doctor.
The result was of course fruitless, nothing was found.
The methods of examination these days are limited. Qu Jing is not a human being and is not sick. During the examination, Qin Huai was a little worried whether it would be found that Qu Jing was not even a human being. But it turned out that he was overthinking it.
The doctor was very touched that a hunter from the countryside would take his granddaughter to the provincial capital for a check-up because he was suspicious. He helped Qu Jing cancel his account so that he could save some money, so he gave Qu Jing two taels of free soybeans as nutritional supplements and returned home.
Eat some soybeans to supplement nutrition, and tell Qu Orion not to be suspicious. If you are really worried about the child being sick, give the child something good to eat.
Qu Orion listened to the doctor's words, took two taels of soybeans, and searched the streets for good ones.
In Qu Orion's simple values, eating something good = white flour + sugar.
First, he went to the grain store and spent a lot of money to buy a bag of white flour. Then Qu Orion went around looking for a candy seller. But he couldn't find the candy seller and found a pastry shop.
The shop is small and looks old, but the pastries on display are good-looking. From Qin Huai's point of view, the pastries that can be seen are all B-level pastries, combined with the raw materials available in this era.
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The craftsmanship of the pastry chef is definitely quite impressive.
Sure enough, the masters are among the people.
Qin Huai sighed secretly in his heart, took a few steps back, and looked up at the shop sign.
Qin Ji Pastry Shop.
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Qin Wan’s brother’s shop?
Decades have passed, and Qinji Pastry, which was unable to open in Peiping, has become a nationwide chain?
Qin Huai quickly took another look at the snacks displayed in the store.
There are pastries, but not much.
If black-faced pastry is the signature of Qinji Pastry Shop, then Qin Huai didn't say it.
From what I can see, there are small square cakes, Dingsheng cakes, and glutinous rice cakes. It seems that this shop must be a pastry shop that sells Soviet-style pastries.
Qu Orion couldn't take his eyes away after taking one look at the small and exquisite cakes.
"Jingjing, do you want to eat?" Qu Orion asked.
Qu Jing looked at the cakes. She was not stupid. These days, the sweet potatoes and corn tubes were enough to make the children in the village envious. The legendary white-flour steamed buns only appeared in everyone's gossip about the landlord's silly son who died of strangulation.
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Among the pastries in front of him, except for the poor-looking black flour pastry, none of them looked any more expensive than the white flour steamed buns. Qu Jing shook her head decisively.
"I don't want to eat it."
Qu Orion knew she wanted to eat.
There was no one in the shop, but he could see that there were compartments inside. Qu Orion gritted his teeth and shouted loudly: "Is there anyone there?"
"Yes." A young man in a long coat walked out of the compartment inside.
Seeing that the guests were actually a pair of grandparents, the young man was a little surprised. He glanced at Qu Jing a few more times, but he did not look down on the two of them because of their slovenly appearance after traveling for ten days. He asked, "What do the guests need?"
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The young man was so polite, which made Qu Orion even more timid. He stared at the exquisite snacks on display for a few times and asked: "The shopkeeper is here to replenish the children's health."
"What...is there anything to eat...?"
"To replenish the body?" The young man looked at Qu Jing again and said with a smile, "I am a pastry shop. To replenish the body, you have to go to the hospital or drugstore. There is no use buying it from me."
"but."
"I have some cheap glutinous rice cakes here. Are you interested?"
Qu Orion was instantly attracted by the word "cheap" and stammered: "Is it...cheap?"
"Yes, I came from the south to open a pastry shop. I didn't know that the glutinous rice here is not suitable for making rice cakes. I made a batch of rice cakes and the customers didn't like it. Look at the display. They don't want to return them.
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"If you are willing to buy it, I can sell it to you at the cost price and give you these pastries as a gift. What do you think?"
When Qu Orion heard that there was such a good thing, his first reaction was that this young man was setting up a trap to rob. He subconsciously looked behind him to see if there were any robbers behind him who were armed with knives, axes, and guns and put them on the spot.
After taking it off and touching the shotgun wrapped in cloth, I felt a little safer and swallowed.
"How...how much?"
"How much money do you have?"
Qu Orion subconsciously reported all his net worth except for the small yellow croaker.
"Then let's take this price. I also have some glutinous rice that I bought too much and can give it to you as well. By the way, are you literate?"
Orion Qu shook his head.
"Then I'll tell you orally. You can make rice cakes with these bags of glutinous rice. I'll tell you how to make rice cakes."
"Didn't you say that the glutinous rice here is not suitable for making rice cakes?" Qu Jing suddenly asked.
"That's true, but I can only use glutinous rice to make rice cakes, not other snacks. I'm afraid of wasting it. It's a small business. If you can save it, you can save it." The young man looked at Qu Jing with a smile and explained.
Qu Jing did not hesitate and said to Qu Orion: "Grandpa, let's help him."
Qu Orion was still in the early stages of adapting when Qu Jing called him grandpa and he was so happy that he was dizzy with joy. He was fascinated by the cakes first, and then by grandpa. Without thinking, he nodded and agreed, and spent money to buy glutinous rice cakes.
"Is this rice cake covered in sugar?" Qu Jing asked.
"Yes, I have some white sugar here for wrapping rice cakes, and I'll give it to you too. How's your memory? I'll tell you now the recipe for making rice cakes, and the recipe for the red bean filling inside. Okay, I'll get some paper
I’ll write it down for you with a pen, and you can go back and find someone who can read and read it to you.” The young man took out another bag of sugar that weighed at least 10 kilograms.
Twenty minutes later, Qu Orion left Qinji Pastry Shop in a daze, carrying pastries, glutinous rice and sugar, and two precious prescriptions in his arms.
"Jingjing, it's really strange for people in this city to do business. Such valuable things are all given to me so cheaply." Qu Orion sighed.
"Grandpa, he was clearing out goods. We were lucky enough to catch him," Qu Jing said.
"Yes, yes, you're lucky. Jingjing is lucky. You caught up with such a good thing as soon as you entered the city. Come on, what kind of rice cake is this? Jingjing, you eat it first. I can see the sugar grains on it. I must add it."
Body!"
"Grandpa, you can eat too." Qu Jing stuffed a small piece of glutinous rice cake into Qu Orion's mouth.
Qu Jing looked back at the young man in the shop. The young man waved to her with a smile and told her to come back next time when he is free, quju.
quju?
Surrender?
Opera?
District bureau?
What's the meaning?
Qin Huai looked at the young man's mouth movements and was a little confused. He only regretted that he didn't have a book of mountains and seas that he could read on the spot.
He finally figured out that this young man was probably a spirit. Since the spirits in the first and last lives were very easy to recognize, the young man must have recognized Qu Jing at a glance, and even recognized her.
ontology.
Seeing that the same kind of people were in such a miserable situation, I helped out and sold some snacks at a cheap price.
Qu Jing did not respond and looked at Qu Orion.
"Grandpa, is it delicious?"
"It's delicious. What kind of rice cake is this? It's sweet and soft. Grandpa will learn to make it when we get back so that Jingjing can eat it at home."
Chapter completed!