The Little Lucky Girl

So Ming Youyou stood up with shaking legs and strong determination, and asked the system in his heart: "Has Captain Jin been bullied somewhere?"

The system said: "I see a lot of tiny scratches on his neck and hands, which look like they were caused by plants in the woods."

Oh, are we going from Daqingshan to Daqi? It seems that things are not going well in Daqi.

The system flashed: "Judging from the time he left, he may not have made it to Da Qi at all. Your grandfather said that it would take them nearly half a month to walk into the mountains."

Captain Jin had been gone for less than five days, so, was he lost in the woods?

That is to say, mountain roads are not easy to walk on. There are wolves, blind bears, and countless poisonous mosquitoes. If you get stung on the face a few times, the wound will be so severe that your parents won’t be able to recognize you when you look back.

Inexperienced people may not be able to find clean water sources, and drinking bad water may cause diarrhea that may even kill people.

It would take someone as great as her grandfather to do that, Ming Youyou hummed proudly.

She moved forward and whispered, "Well... I know there is a kind of grass. If you crush it and apply the juice on your body, it can repel mosquitoes. It's very effective. Do you want it?"

Captain Jin glanced at her and spoke after a while: "Okay, you can go to the county town."

"I can't do it alone. They have to go there in person before they will give me the work." Ming Youyou said anxiously.

Captain Jin said nothing more and threw a handful of stones in his hand towards the peach tree.

With a rustling sound, the peaches fell all over the ground.

Some of them even rolled to her feet.

Ming Youyou was so scared that she took several steps back. Then she found that there was a peach that was relatively large and the tip was a little red. So she quietly hooked it over with her toes.

"I, I also know of a kind of bamboo that can produce a lot of water when roasted over fire. Although it tastes terrible, it can quench your thirst."

Captain Jin clapped his hands, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said with a smile: "Then you can take two people with you."

Ming Youyou glared at him. There were only three people in total, so what was going on? There had to be one left.

Seeing that Captain Jin was not willing to negotiate, she couldn't think of any other plants that could be used, so she had to go back dejectedly.

As expected, when they got back and told the other three about it, they were furious.

Zheng Huan said angrily: "He wants to kill three warriors with two peaches, and wants to see us quarrel among ourselves."

Feng Xu also said: "Yes, so we can't be fooled, otherwise we won't go and think of other ways."

Anyway, he really didn't want to copy books.

Lu Tai said slowly: "I won't go. It's quite far to the county town. I'd rather be more comfortable at home."

He was too lazy to move because he was fat, and the two months of walking from the capital had injured him, and now he really didn't want to walk at all.

Zheng Huan and Feng Xu thought the same and were about to agree when they heard Ming Youyou say, "No, Lu Tai has to go. He's good-looking and the boss lady might give us a discount when she sees him."

Feng Xu scratched his ears with his hands, "Who, who do you say is good-looking?"

"Lu Tai, don't you realize that he is the most popular person in the village?"

"Isn't it because he's fat?" Feng Xu glanced at Lu Tai guiltily.

Lu Tai was not angry because he thought so too.

"It's because she's fat that she looks good." Ming Youyou scratched his head. "How should I put it? The perspectives of people here are different from those outside the mountain. Anyway, you will understand after seeing more."

Feng Xu smiled cunningly. Since they were going to take someone who was good-looking, then it would naturally be Zheng Huan who was better than him.

Zheng Huan did not let him go either, and asked him to write an article in Chinese and small characters, which they would take to him.

So Zheng Huan and Lu Tai went into the county town with Ming Youyou with questions.

As they walked, they saw all kinds of foreign merchants in strange costumes, and also discovered a phenomenon:

There aren't many fat people in Yuqing County. Anyway, as they walked along the way, they rarely saw fat people or even plump people.

Ming Youyou said: "My grandpa seemed to have said that the water here is special and can scrape away the fat in the stomach, so it's not easy to gain weight even if you eat too much."

Zheng Huan said thoughtfully: "I remember reading a travelogue that mentioned a place where the locals could not eat meat all year round, so they were particularly happy to see fat people."

Lu Tai paused, it felt like a horror story.

Ming Youyou also opened her mouth wide, "They are not going to eat people, are they?"

Zheng Huan laughed and said, "What are you thinking? People there think that if someone can grow so fat, he must eat a lot of meat every day, so his family must be rich. They are envious, and over time it has become the local aesthetic preference."

Ming Youyou thought about it and realized that the few fat masters on their side were indeed very rich.

Oh, so it turns out that the reason why people like fat people is because they like money.

It just so happened that they came here today, as they happened to catch the big market that takes place every ten days. There were many people shopping, especially young women.

The women in the mountains are straightforward and have fewer constraints, so for the first time, Lu Tai felt the hot gazes of many opposite sexes.

His face flushed, and although he felt a little secretly happy in his heart, he couldn't resist the enthusiasm.

Ming Youyou watched as Lu Tai was handed a flower by the girl across from him, given a handful of melon seeds by the aunt selling dried goods, and given a pear by the grandmother who had just bought some fruit...

I don't know if he is willing to work as a clerk in her shop for a few days.

You don’t have to do anything, just stand at the door.

Lu Tai's arms were stuffed with gifts, and Zheng Huan also received a lot. The two of them followed Ming Youyou into the bookstore almost as if they were fleeing in panic.

The bookstore owner's surname was Xu. She was a middle-aged woman who wore a bright dress and heavy makeup.

"Ming family girl, did you bring someone here today?" Madam Xu said with a smile.

Ming Youyou bowed politely. Although her shop and the bookstore were on the same street, their relationship was average. After all, none of her family members liked reading and they didn't often patronize other people's business.

The female boss's eyes swept over Zheng Huan, paused slightly, then looked at Lu Tai and her eyes did not move.

"Hey, what's wrong with this young master? Why is his face so red? Is he sick?"

Madam Xu said with concern, and wanted to reach out and touch Lu Tai's forehead.

Zheng Huan walked forward and stood in front of Lu Tai.

The female boss was not annoyed. She warmly invited them to sit down and asked the waiter to bring tea and a fruit plate.

The fruit plate was placed closest to Lu Tai.

She asked Zheng Huan and the others to write a few lines first. After they finished writing, she picked up Lu Tai's handwriting and looked at it. She immediately smiled:

"The handwriting of Xiaogongzi is like a person, round and plump, which makes people feel comfortable when looking at it. It is the best to copy Buddhist scriptures. Those old ladies will definitely like it."

She picked up Zheng Huan's calligraphy and studied it for a while, then looked at him in surprise, muttering, "Young Master, at such a young age, how can you have such a strong temper in your heart..."

Ming Youyou didn't understand and asked, "What is 'rebellion'?"

Madam Xu smiled and passed it by, then handed Zheng Huan two books, "Sir, you can choose the Art of War or the Travel Notes to copy."

Zheng Huan flipped through it and felt that the Art of War was very boring, so he decided to leave it to Feng Xu to write and he could just copy the travel notes.