MTL - The Lucky Farmgirl has a Pocket Dimension-Chapter 279 delivery oolong

  Chapter 279 Delivering Vegetable Oolong

  279 Free Vegetable Oolong

   As he spoke, he put the fruits and vegetables on the table.

  Zhao Zhitong said: "Sir, these are vegetables and fruits grown in the students' homes. I brought them to you to try something new. It is the students' heart."

  Yuan Wenkang looked at the basket of fresh vegetables and fruits, and squinted his eyes with a smile. These children are really simple, stroked their beards and said: "Success, I accept your wishes."

  Zhao Zhitong asked while the iron was hot: "Sir, I often go to my grandfather's hospital for consultation. If I encounter problems on weekdays, can I come to the college to ask you for advice?"

  Yuan Wenkang stroked his beard and smiled happily: "Of course you can, but anyone who is studying is always welcome here."

  The three little guys looked at each other, showing a hint of excitement, which meant that Zhao Zhitong could come to the academy.

  So, the three of them thanked each other again and again: "Thank you sir."

  Mr. Zhang fiddled with the chess pieces in his hand. He was very satisfied with these sincere and simple children. He only hoped that they would not forget their original aspirations and be diligent and enterprising.

  Zhao Zhitong and the others listened to the advice of the two elders for a while before walking out of the dean's yard.

  After the three of Zhao Zhitong left, Zhang Gong said with a smile: "Come on, we are having a game!"

  Yuan Wenkang: "Are you here? Could it be that you didn't come here to accept students?"

  Gong Zhang waved his hands: "Hey, don't worry, don't worry, it will happen sooner or later, I will win you a game first and then we will talk!"

  Yuan Wenkang: "Haha, then I'm afraid you won't be able to leave today."

   After finishing speaking, he shouted: "Zhuzi, go and take these vegetables to the kitchen and let the cook fry them. I will drink some with Mr. Zhang."

  Zhuzi stepped forward, picked up the bamboo basket, opened his mouth, hesitated for a while, and finally said: "Sir, your stomach."

  Yuan Wenkang waved his hands: "Just take a few sips, it's okay. Besides, don't you still have the prescription that girl gave me? You will go down the mountain later, grab some medicine according to this prescription and come back."

  Zhuzi took the prescription and kicked it into his arms. After saying yes, he prepared to carry the vegetables to the kitchen.

  Thinking of something at this time, Yuan Wenkang suddenly stopped him: "Hey, wait a minute, there are still wild fruits, maybe I haven't eaten them for a long time, you go wash them too, serve them up."

  Bamboo: "Yes, sir."

  After the bamboo was finished, he ran to the kitchen with a basket of valuable vegetables.

   After a while, Zhuzhu came back again, with a plate of fruit in his hand, which was a plate of small sand fruits. These things are usually found on the mountain, and they are not rare.

  After they played chess for a while, Zhang Gong laughed and said, "I will definitely beat you this time."

   After speaking, he took a fruit and ate it. When he took the first bite, he felt that the fruit was really delicious!

   "Well, old man Yuan, quickly taste it, this fruit is really delicious."

   While taking the second bite, he suddenly felt that something was wrong. After a while, he looked at the small fruit in his hand in disbelief!

   At this time, Old Yuan also ate one, nodding his head: "Well, don't say it, it's really more delicious than that carefully cultivated fruit. The fruit from this girl's hometown is really sweet."

   After finishing speaking, he found that Zhang Gong's expression was not right, so he asked, "Old man Zhang, what's wrong with you?"

   Mr. Zhang said in disbelief: "I seem to have eaten this fruit."

Zhang Gong thought about it again, and suddenly remembered something: "Yes, that's right, this is the taste! On the Shangyuan Festival, the emperor held a banquet in the palace, and the gift that King Liang presented to the emperor was this dish of ugly fruits. , which he called the Holy Fruit."

   "I was lucky enough to be rewarded by the emperor. It is so sweet. After eating it, my whole body will be clear. According to the king of Liang, this fruit is the same as that medicinal vegetable, which has the effect of strengthening the body and prolonging life."

  Yuan Wenkang has never eaten medicinal vegetables and sacred fruits, but he has heard of them. He wondered: "It's really the same?"

   Mr. Zhang was not sure: "I only ate one."

   At this time, Yuan Wenkang suddenly took a few breaths, and said in surprise, "Hey, it seems that my nose is breathing."

   Immediately got up and moved his body, and said to Zhang Gong: "The fatigue has disappeared, and my cold seems to be cured."

  Zhang Gong’s eyes slightly moved: “That’s right!”

   No wonder, he thought that little girl was a bit strange just now, she said clearly at first that old man Yuan had a cold and a cold today, when he saw a doctor, he only looked at stomach problems, but didn't mention the cold.

  He thought that the little girl had forgotten, but he thought in his heart that she was still a child at heart.

  I figured it out first, because she sent a basket of medicinal vegetables and holy fruits. After eating, the cold will heal itself, and there is no need to prescribe medicine.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly got down from the chair excitedly, stopped playing chess, dragged Yuan Wenkang and walked outside: "Hurry up, hurry up, go to the kitchen, if the basket of vegetables is not complete, it is medicinal vegetables, if it is squandered by that cook , it would be a pity to die!"

  Mr. Zhang is the kind of person who doesn’t care about things outside his body, but she is good at eating. He only takes a bite of this medicinal vegetable occasionally, and it tastes very delicious.

   Now, thinking that the basket of treasures is about to be hustled, all of a sudden, I feel so distressed that my heart is about to die, and I just said: "This **** girl, she sent such a good thing, and she didn't say anything!"

  So ever since.

  In Taiyi Academy, the dean's small courtyard, such a strange scene appeared.

  Two old men rushed all the way to the small kitchen, and snatched the cabbage that was about to be cooked from the hands of the cook...

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  Zhao Zhitong didn't know what would happen to the dean and the others. It was only three o'clock when they left the dean's yard.

   Seeing that it was still early, the three of them traveled across the college like a tour, and arrived at the gate all the way, chatting and laughing, and walked down the mountain.

  Qiao Muchen and Zhao Yue heard Zhao Zhitong say that they wanted to introduce new friends to them, and they were very curious.

  Qiao Muchen: "Tongtong, you said you saved a child that day?"

  Zhao Zhitong nodded: "Yes, he was almost killed by that villain Niu Baishun, so I rescued him and brought him home. He said after waking up that he is a Juren, and he will go to Beijing to take the exam next year."

  Zhao Yue touched his chin: "What does Juzi look like?"

  Qiao Muchen said lightly: "What can I do, just two eyes, one nose, and one mouth."

  Zhao Yue: "..."

   While the three were talking, they headed towards De Ren Tang.

  When they arrived, the medical hall was not busy. Ding Chenguang was sitting at the door of the medical hall, writing something seriously.

  Zhao Zhitong said softly: "Here, that's him."

  Zhao Yue raised his eyebrows and looked at him: "It looks like he is full of talent."

   The three of them talked, and when they walked to his desk, they saw that Ding Chenguang was not writing anything, but painting.

   I have to say that this Ding Chenguang really has a few brushes, he can play piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

  After the three of Zhao Zhitong passed by, the light was blocked, Ding Chenguang raised his head, and saw the three standing in front of his booth.

   Immediately smiled and said: "Miss Zhao, are you here? Who are these two?"

  Zhao Zhitong introduced them to each other with a smile.

   "It's a pleasure to meet you." Ding Chenguang put down his pen, cupped his hands and said to Qiao Muchen and Zhao Yue: "I heard that Miss Zhao often mentioned you two. When I saw you today, you really have an extraordinary bearing. Thanks to your young age, you are selected as a scholar."

   Facing Ding Chenguang's enthusiastic praise, Qiao Muchen and Zhao Yue seemed very polite.

   "I'm overwhelmed, Mr. Ding is really talented."

  (end of this chapter)