Chapter 1909 - 1889:

Chapter 1909: Chapter 1889:

To be frank, if the dish really is made by Luo Qianqian, he might be anxious for a while.

Initially, he thought the things this young girl made wouldn’t be too bad.

But the result? Other than the noodles that are decent... excluding occasionally getting burnt, occasionally getting clumpy, occasionally too salty, occasionally too bland, occasionally too soupy or not soupy enough—aside from these issues, they’re still okay.

But when it comes to cooking, he doesn’t dare compliment it, he’s truly scared.

Compared to Shiliu’s food, Shiqi is like a master, a master at wasting food.

The old man expressed that he’s at such an age, he can’t handle shocks. If there’s any mishap, it would be a great loss to the academy! Therefore, preventing Luo Qianqian from cooking is everyone’s duty!

After eating and drinking to their satisfaction, the old man placed a pot of flowers wrapped in a rag on the table. Not only were there flowers, but a few beautiful little fruits that looked red and lovely: "Couldn’t find anything to fill the space, just grabbed this. It’s only for ornamental purposes, not edible." Though it’s not spirit grass or such, it’s quite rare and fits the requirement—almost nobody has seen it except Mo.

"What is this?" Luo Qianqian was immediately puzzled.

"Well, although this fruit isn’t tasty, girls love it because it’s great for dyeing nails for long-lasting color. It’s not fully ripe yet; the ripe color looks better, just squeeze it into juice." The old man explained with the wisdom of experience.

Qin Nuan: "..." Hearing him say that, she couldn’t bear to treat it as something bad.

The key is that it’s all-natural, without additives! Even for kids, it wouldn’t have any negative impact, would it?

Ever since having kids, aside from basic skincare products, she basically only uses completely natural items—she can’t even look at lipstick, mascara, or perfume... not to mention nail polish. Now that there’s this item, how could she not be tempted?

Perfume can be replaced by incense, and she can roughly use chili oil instead of lipstick, but nail polish truly has no substitute!

"Let’s trade for another pot; I’ll keep this one for my sister-in-law to play with." Luo Qianqian said without hesitation.

The old man’s mouth twitched: "Although this is rather rare, it’s not a particularly precious item!"

"Sis-in-law likes it. You, old chap, might want some local specialties to give away to people too, right? The dean hasn’t tasted our Forget Worries Tea House specialty, has he?" Luo Qianqian responded without hesitation, throwing a snap towards Luo Yanran.

Luo Yanran sensibly took out two boxes of delicately packaged, limited edition floral pastries.

The old man sniffed, a bit conflicted.

He Wenyu, knowing the old man much better than Luo Qianqian, interpreted this as the old man thinking the exchange wasn’t worthwhile and needing a bit more thrown in.

However, this actually showed that the old man was very satisfied but was still greedy for more.

Immediately stopping Luo Yanran from taking more items out, He Wenyu looked at the two boxes of pastries and complained: "So reluctant to let us eat them; is the sister more important, or is the wife?"

"You eat, you eat!" Luo Yanran was suddenly a bit confused, making a series of concessions. Since when did He Wenyu take a liking to this? When had these items not been available in unlimited amounts to these two little ancestors?

The old man was suddenly upset, watching He Wenyu approach the pastries. He hurriedly turned around, grabbed the pastries, and exclaimed indignantly: "Eat if you want, but don’t grab my stuff!"

He Wenyu casually shrugged and declared leisurely: "Seems like the deal is done."

The old man’s hand stiffened, realizing he’d been duped by He Wenyu...

Luo Qianqian chuckled, took out two boxes herself, and stuffed them into the old man’s hand: "These were secretly saved for me by my older brother; I’ll give them to you, just don’t begrudge my sister. She’s only worried you’ll eat too many and get cavities. When I got cavities before, it was uncomfortable..."

Her little mouth babbled on and somehow turned He Wenyu’s pettiness into an act of concern, leaving He Wenyu completely surprised.

However, the old man was deeply moved, looking at Luo Qianqian with a resolute face: "I’ll surely eat less. If you get cavities, your sister will be even more worried!"

Luo Qianqian: "..." Is this a case of lifting a stone only to drop it on one’s own foot?

But couldn’t disagree with it, it made so much sense, right? Not eating would prevent cavities!

But...

"No more left!"

Her good intentions backfired; this old fellow just keeps pushing.

"If you want to eat, just have Shiliu and Shiqi come and take it; you’re Shiliu’s mentor, how could we possibly ration it for you too?" When it comes to respecting teachers and elders, the Luo Family Brothers have been well taught since childhood, right?

Not to mention taking care of their sister.

Qin Nuan also laughed: "That’s right, if you want to eat, just have people come and get it."

"You guys are still sensible." The old man snorted, taking out a pot of sickly grass: "This is nearly dead, you take it... If it survives, it could fetch a good price."

Luo Yanran and Luo Yanhai accompanied with smiles; joking apart, this is their sister’s teacher, right? How could they possibly disrespect him?

Regarding teachers, especially their sister’s teacher, no doubt he’s a VIP!

Luo Qianqian and He Wenyu curiously examined the little grass that looked gray and forlorn, seemingly lifeless, even with a touch of mysterious transparency.

"What kind of grass is this?" Luo Qianqian couldn’t help but ask.

The leaves were small, thin, and long, not particularly unique?

"Just a blade of grass." The old man glanced at Luo Qianqian: "Alright, I’m leaving, you two go weed and water my medicinal field tonight!"

He Wenyu immediately looked despondent at the old man; she thought she was off the hook, yet it was another task!

"Go, go! I love going to places with precious stuff the most." Luo Qianqian chuckled: "So if your medicinal field encounters locusts or something, you can’t blame me, okay?"

He Wenyu: "..." Could there really be such a threatening tactic?

"No problem, if my medicinal field loses one spiritual medicine, I’ll turn you two into fertilizer!" The old man glanced at the two, snorted, and slowly hunched over. The rag he had in his hands earlier was now hanging from his waist, muttering as he walked away, seemingly cursing something.

Luo Qianqian rolled her eyes: "So busy, still wants us to water and pull weeds?"

Not only has she constantly cared about the result of the team’s selection into the academy, but she’s also been busy guest-starring, receiving valuable ’wages’ for guest appearances, yet occasionally being squeezed for more down the road. Isn’t it all just hopeless?