PFC Chapter 386 Little Princess
Chapter 386 Little Princess
"After Junior Master left, we squeezed for more than an hour before we got to the front and saw the goddess. She was sitting behind a thick tent, surrounded by soldiers, with a veil on her face, so we didn't know what she looked like.
The people lined up, and those who were called knelt on the ground, crawled forward on their knees, and waited for the goddess' blessing.
"Kneeling? Meaning walking forward on your knees? What does she take the people for?"
Several disciples were indignant.
Yu Wei sneered, "This goddess is most likely a fake with a false reputation. I saw a real goddess a few years ago. She just set up a stall outside the city and started treating patients. Why are there so many rules?"
Xie Ling glanced at Yu Wei.
She really didn't expect that Yu Wei had such a good memory and could still remember the process of treating the people.
Yu Wei noticed Xie Ling's gaze, propped up her chin, and looked thoughtful, "Don't mention it, I think Junior Master and that goddess have similar temperaments, both are very aloof, but there is no sense of distance, and it seems that they are easy to get along with."
Xie Ling took a sip of milk tea and smiled: "Really?"
The disciple continued, "After the people came forward, the goddess first sprinkled a handful of smoke, then used a willow branch to dip light red water and sprinkled it on the people, and finally gave them a pill and asked them to eat it."
All the disciples frowned.
Under Xie Ling's teaching for several years, the disciples of Mingyue Island naturally scoffed at such empty things.
When seeing a doctor, you should do practical things and treat the patient with care. Why do you need to do all these fancy things?
The disciple who was speaking waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, listen to me. The strange thing is that the goddess's operation actually worked! I observed the people who received the blessing, and their complexions were getting better at a speed visible to the naked eye. They kowtowed in surprise and said that their stomachaches and headaches no longer existed..."
"Ah? How is that possible? Is she really a goddess?"
"Uncle Junior, what's going on?"
Everyone looked at Xie Ling.
Xie Ling hushed, "Don't worry, listen to what Yuqing and the others are saying. Yuqing, did you see what the pill looked like?"
Yuqing looked strange, "I was just about to say this, the pill is black, and there is no herb in it."
"what?"
"You read that right?"
There was an uproar in the box.
The other two disciples who went with him shook their heads. "It's OK that Senior Brother Yuqing is the only one who made a mistake, but what about us? We didn't see any trace of herbs. It was just an ordinary black ball. I don't know what it was made of. It looks like a dung ball."
The disciples of Mingyue Island have been learning to identify herbs since childhood. They have an amazing sense of smell and can tell which herbs are used even if the medicine is made into pills by relying on their eyes and nose.
Listening to the three people's words, Xie Ling felt confused.
too weird.
What on earth is this fake goddess doing?
She pondered for a moment and said, "At present, we can only find a few people who have been treated by the goddess to see what is going on. Yuqing, the three of you will continue to queue up tomorrow. It would be best if you can get a pill back."
"it is good."
As soon as he finished speaking, the waiter came up to the box carrying a hot pot.
"Be careful, dears! The hot pot is very hot!"
Double-boiled hotpot, half clear soup, half red soup.
The dishes had already been served.
The disciples were already starving and couldn't wait to start cooking.
One of the disciples was curious and asked while picking up some food: "Hey, other restaurants are called something Tang or something Xuan, why is yours called Ling Da Guo?"
The waiter chuckled: "Because our boss's name contains the word ling."
After saying that, he winked and said, "Nowadays, there are Yang Daguo and Chen Daguo on the street, but please recognize Ling Daguo. We are the pioneer of hot pot, and the taste is unique. We are a chain of seven countries, and we have it in every slightly prosperous city."
Thinking about how popular Ling Daguo was, the disciples were shocked, "I can't imagine how much money this big boss must make."
The waiter curved his lips and said, "If you need anything, just call us. Our store also has various special projects, such as free makeup and nail polish. Ladies, you can experience them one by one later..."
Xie Ling raised her eyebrows slightly.
Whether it is the chain milk tea shop "Ling Wei Tea" or the hot pot restaurant "Ling Da Guo", they all carry her name.
The Gao family is really honest.
She couldn't wait to see her friends.
Everyone was sitting in a box on the third floor. Through the window, they could see beauties dancing in the hall on the first floor and musicians playing elegant melodies.
However, in the hot pot restaurant, the customers were talking loudly and it was a bit noisy, the music was not clear, but the beauty's dance was graceful.
There were various stalls next to the hall, and there were long queues, all filled with young women.
This should be the makeup and manicure services that the waiter just mentioned.
Several female disciples came to the window and stared at the stalls below without blinking.
After all, she is a girl of eighteen or nineteen years old, it is impossible for her not to love beauty.
What's more, life on Mingyue Island was poor, and the girls were even more curious about these girlish toys.
Xie Ling was very considerate. "Go and line up. We'll wait for you here. It won't be too late to go to the inn together later."
The little girls wanted to rush up and hug Xie Ling and kiss her a few times.
"Thank you, little uncle!"
After expressing their thanks, several people ran downstairs like butterflies.
Xie Ling asked the waiter some questions, wanting to get a brief idea of the current business status of the hot pot and milk tea shop and whether it had been suppressed by the government.
"Brother, how many hot pot restaurants do you have in total? We are traveling doctors, and we are afraid that we will not be able to eat here if we leave Dongling Country."
The waiter's eyes showed pride.
"We have opened 102 hot pot restaurants. In Dongling Country alone, we have about 15 branches."
Xie Ling blinked, "So amazing. It seems that we can still have a feast. I just saw a lot of people in official attire coming in and out. It's really amazing that officials are here to eat."
The waiter became even more proud.
"Of course. Our hot pot restaurant is a gathering place for celebrities, officials and nobles."
He quietly leaned close to Xie Ling's ear and tried to whisper, "Just say it's the box next door, guess who it is?"
Xie Ling shook her head in agreement, "Who is it?"
The waiter looked at her with respect, "She is the wife of the next head of the Nangong family! She is from Wei Zhaoguo and is here to marry—"
I was only halfway through my sentence.
The female disciples who had just come downstairs hurriedly ran upstairs and pushed open the wooden door. "Little Master, go down quickly and take a look. Someone has died!"
The disciples can handle simple deaths.
Looking at the panicked looks of the girls, Xie Ling frowned and immediately followed them downstairs.
The disciples behind her also followed him.
The waiter originally wanted to go and watch the fun, but when he heard the guests at the next table calling him, he quickly put on a respectful smile and carefully pushed open the next door.
That was the little princess that Wei Zhaolai married, and now she is the wife of the next head of the Nangong family.
The foreman said that we must be extremely alert and attentive!
I don’t know why the little princess likes hot pot so much. This is her eighth time here this month.
Every time she came, she gave a lot of reward money, which spread throughout the store and was privately regarded as the most generous customer.
The waiter had been waiting for a long time and had been on duty for more than half a month, and finally it was his turn to serve.
He suppressed his excitement, walked in with a smile, bent over, and asked in a very respectful tone: "Madam, what can I do for you?"
The waiter took a quick glance when he entered the room and found that the little princess of Wei Zhaolai was very young and had a baby face. If it weren't for the woman's bun, she would have looked like a young girl.
The woman said in a calm voice, "Give me a plate of mutton, the thinnest kind, and a serving of Gongcai meatballs. And please go next door and buy a cup of the new peach milk tea."
"Got it!"
As soon as the waiter finished his answer, the maidservant beside the lady handed over the reward.
The bag was so heavy that the waiter hardly dared to breathe loudly. He pretended to refuse before putting it into his sleeve.
The waiter turned around to do his work.
The maid's eyebrows showed worry, "Madam, can you eat a little? You always order a large table of dishes and then eat nothing. Sooner or later, your body will collapse."
The woman held her brows together, closed her eyes, and replied perfunctorily, "Yeah."
The maid frowned, feeling very anxious.
But she knew that it was useless no matter how anxious she was.
This little princess is stubborn.
Since marrying into Dongling, every day she either plays with cats and dogs, or goes out to eat hotpot and drink milk tea, go shopping and tour the lake.
It has been almost half a year now, and the little princess and the young master of the Nangong family have not met each other since the unhappy bridal chamber.
The maid thought that it seemed that she had to inform Wei Zhao.
The prince said that if the princess had any grievances, she must report them to him.
"What's that noise downstairs?"
Hearing the noise, the woman spoke lazily.
The maid Que'er walked to the window, lifted the curtain and looked down. "I don't know. There are so many people gathered in circles. It's hard to see clearly. Madam, do you want to go down and take a look?"
The woman didn't even raise her eyes. "That's all."
She lowered her eyes, her almond-shaped eyes dull and lifeless as she stared at the table full of dishes with a dazed look.
Que'er looked distressed.
The little princess was such a bright girl when she was young, but after the incident four years ago, she seemed like a different person when she returned.
After the marriage, she became as indifferent as a puppet, as if nothing could make her smile anymore.
My husband now is a cold and indifferent person......
Alas, these days.
Que'er's eyes turned red and she quietly picked up a handkerchief to wipe her tears.