The Little Lucky Girl

“That’s because the research institute purchased the cross-border live broadcast function.”

Oh, Ming Youyou didn’t dare to ask any more. What is cross-border live broadcast? Just hearing the name makes it sound so expensive.

But she also felt a little regretful. After knowing him for so long, she still didn't know what Brother Zhengdao looked like.

He himself said that he was very handsome, and when he walked on the street, many people turned back to look at him. Oh, I really want to meet him.

The system knew what she was thinking and suggested, "Why don't you apply for a video call? This feature is not particularly expensive. Although the picture is not very clear and the signal is not very stable, it can still allow you to see the other person once."

Ming Youyou thought this was a great idea, so she immediately asked the system to help her apply for it.

Master Zhengdao played games all night last night and got up late today. He just rinsed his mouth and didn’t have time to wash his face.

Suddenly I heard a call request, and when I saw it was her, I subconsciously clicked on the connection.

Then he saw a little girl of seven or eight years old appear on the screen. She blinked curiously at first, and then waved excitedly when she saw him.

Zheng Dao was dumbfounded and asked, "Ming Youyou?"

The girl opposite nodded desperately, "It's me, it's me, Brother Zheng Dao."

The call of "Big Brother" suddenly made him sober up. This kid didn't even say hello in advance. They were having a good voice chat, so why did he suddenly attack him via video?

Thinking about the fact that he hadn't washed his face or combed his hair, and thinking about all the boasting he had made in the past, Zheng Dao immediately felt guilty and turned on the beauty filter.

Ming Youyou watched the man opposite him change so quickly that he immediately exclaimed, and asked in confusion: "Brother Zhengdao, you have become so handsome, is this a magic trick?"

She became excited and asked questions one after another, "Can you change into other forms? Is this trick easy to learn? Can I learn it too?"

Zheng Dao was speechless for a moment and could only smile awkwardly.

The system couldn't bear it any longer and said bluntly: "The other party has turned on the beauty function."

"What is beauty?"

The system then marked a button and said, "Try clicking it."

Ming Youyou did as she was told, and then she exclaimed, and found that she looked very beautiful on the screen.

"This trick is amazing." She blinked hard at the screen and twisted her face around conceitedly. "Wait a minute, I want to show it to Zheng Huan and the others."

She was about to run out swiftly, but the system, seeing that it couldn't stop her, simply turned off the beauty filter. Ming Youyou watched herself quickly return to her original appearance.

She was a little dazed, and said with an unsatisfied look: "This magic trick is too short." She hadn't seen enough.

The system told her that this function only processed the image and did not really change the face.

"What's the use?" She didn't understand. It was like a painting where a person looked pretty, but it had nothing to do with the real person.

The system is not sure about human psychology, so it can only guess: "Maybe it's to make the other person happy and to make oneself more confident."

Ming Youyou seemed to be thinking about something. She saw all the big and small red pimples on Brother Zhengdao's face.

Is it because of these that he lacks confidence? Well, then she has to help him, she is familiar with the problems on his face.

Zheng Dao watched as the child was having so much fun playing by himself since he turned on the beauty filter that he almost forgot about him.

He was worried that he had led people astray, and felt uneasy, so he wanted to explain.

Then Ming Youyou said, "Brother Zhengdao, please turn off the beauty filter. We are friends, and we don't mind that you are ugly."

The words that the handsome man wanted to say were stuck in his throat, making him almost choke.

"Let me take a look at your face and see what facial cream is best for you. Don't worry, my stuff is very effective."

Zheng Dao was embarrassed and said, "No, we have all kinds of skin care products here."

Ming Youyou didn't believe it. If you have all these, why would you still use beauty filters?

She added, "I also have a special rouge made for young gentlemen. I'll send it to you to try. You will really look better after using it."

Zheng Dao: ...I am a little tempted. It is good to use it. After all, it is a pure natural traditional Chinese medicine.

Seeing that the child was concentrating on his face and not indulging in the illusory beauty, he breathed a sigh of relief and picked up a nutrient solution to drink.

There was suddenly no sound from the other side.

Seeing Ming Youyou staring at him with sharp eyes... the bag in his hand, Zheng Dao understood and explained with a smile: "This is a meal replacement drink. You don't need to eat after drinking it."

"How about I give you one to try?" He picked through his stock. "I remember you like chicken, so I'll have the lotus leaf chicken flavor."

The child nodded vigorously, and he sent it over with a smile.

Ming Youyou had never eaten lotus leaf chicken, but the system explained that it was chicken wrapped in lotus leaves and stewed, so she thought the taste must be good, so she opened it and took a bite with great anticipation.

Hmm? Isn't this water with a bit of flavor?

She took another sip, smacked her lips, and shook her head, "It doesn't taste good."

The system reminded: "This liquid has a strong sense of fullness. Don't drink too much, otherwise you won't be able to eat."

Ming Youyou immediately pushed the nutrient solution aside, thinking that even eating steamed buns was better than this.

She felt a little sympathetic towards him. It was fine if he was worried about his face, but he had to eat such disgusting food all day long. So she said to him, "When I have something delicious, I will definitely send it to you to try."

Before he could finish his sentence, the screen suddenly cut off. Alas, it turns out that cheap things don’t come cheap.

In any case, Ming Youyou did meet the person, and she logged off with satisfaction.

Zheng Dao was still somewhat uneasy about his own actions. After thinking about it, he decided to write a self-criticism to the institute and hoped that they would arrange a course on making lotus leaf chicken as soon as possible.

Let this child focus on eating and stop thinking about beauty filters.

Guo Rengang helped his uncle up the mountain, and was immediately sent by the village chief to send Ming Youyou back home.

Before he even entered the yard, he heard his father say, "Go to the other side of the river and invite Young Master Zheng and the others."

He had no choice but to run away panting again.

Ming Youyou's face was full of sympathy, but when she turned around she found Mrs. Guo catching chickens in the yard. She forgot about Guo Ren and excitedly went to help.

After the chicken was plucked and rinsed clean, she reached into the salt jar and grabbed a handful of salt to rub on the chicken.

Guo Renniang felt distressed when she saw so much salt, so she stopped him and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Apply it to the chicken and massage it well so that the flavor can absorb into it."

The food was "massaged". This new term made Mrs. Guo laugh. "Okay, then you massage it well. I'll come back and try this massaged chicken to see what it tastes like."

However, she was still reluctant to throw away the salt, so she found a few large leaves to spread underneath, intending to collect the fallen salt and use it in cooking later.

Ming Youyou looked at the leaves and suddenly remembered, "Oh, I still need lotus leaves."