64: Chapter 63: Xia Ziqi Sells Steamed Buns!
64: Chapter 63: Xia Ziqi Sells Steamed Buns!
Hu Guanqing saw Fang Yi and asked with a smile, “How are you, everything okay?”
Fang Yi replied, “Nothing much.”
Hu Guanqing nodded, “That’s good.”
Fang Yi said, “Secretary Hu, I really troubled you tonight, I will remember this favor.” He naturally had to remember the assistance Hu Guanqing provided—it was a significant favor.
However, Hu Guanqing said with a smile, “The one you should thank is not me, but Miss Kong.”
Fang Yi was taken aback, “Qingci?”
Hu Guanqing said, “Yes, if she hadn’t called me, I wouldn’t have known about this incident.
But speaking of which, you’re quite bold, daring to confront Ren Hao like that.”
Fang Yi said, “Regardless, Secretary Hu, you helped me twice today, and I will remember that.”
After leaving the rest area, Secretary Hu got into a car and left the Guard Department.
At the entrance of the Guard Department, Ding Miaoyan leaned against the car door, looking in the direction of the gate.
Under the dark night sky and street lights, the night breeze fluttered Ding Miaoyan’s black hair, strands of it caressing her lovely face, giving her an ethereal beauty.
“I’ve kept you waiting.” Fang Yi approached her.
Without saying anything, Ding Miaoyan turned around, opened the car door, and got in; Fang Yi followed.
Once in the car, Fang Yi subconsciously took out a cigarette, just about to put it to his lips when he seemed to remember something and put it back—a detail noticed by Ding Miaoyan.
“Go ahead and smoke,” Ding Miaoyan said, “but remember to roll down the window.”
Fang Yi just placed the cigarette in his mouth and said, “I won’t smoke it, I’ll just hold it to curb the cravings.
But why do you look a bit upset, did I annoy you again?”
Ding Miaoyan bit her lip lightly and said softly, “You’re not allowed to fight in front of me in the future.”
Fang Yi asked curiously, “Why?”
Ding Miaoyan replied, “Because I don’t like violence.”
Fang Yi responded, “Ah, you don’t like violence, so you must like gentleness.
Don’t worry, I’ll be very gentle with you in the future, ensuring you won’t feel any rudeness.”
Driving, Ding Miaoyan glanced sideways at him; her face broke into a mischievous smile, though she had grown somewhat immune to it: “Where do you live?
“That’d be great, I live at…”
About fifteen minutes later, they reached the entrance of the residential area.
Fang Yi turned to look at Ding Miaoyan and said, “Are you sure you don’t want to come in for a visit?
I’ll make tea for you.” His eyes twinkled with a sly gleam.
Ding Miaoyan remained unmoved and said lightly, “Forget it, you’re up to no good.
If I went to your place and something happened, where would I go to set things right?”
Fang Yi immediately cursed, then said seriously, “Do I look like that kind of person?!”
Ding Miaoyan stared at him for more than ten seconds, then slowly nodded, “Mm.”
After getting out of the car, Fang Yi took his bicycle out of the trunk; he hadn’t expected that Ding Miaoyan would have brought the bicycle along, saving him another trip to Purple Vine Bay.
As he watched Ding Miaoyan’s car drive away, Fang Yi then walked his bicycle into the residential area.
Fang Yi got up early as usual and practiced a set of Boxing Technique, drenched in sweat.
Just as he was about to throw the last few punches, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his lower abdomen.
Although Fang Yi originally had a strong physique, this intense pain made him stop abruptly.
Fang Yi’s breathing was as heavy as a broken bellows.
He knelt on the ground, paused for a while, then slowly stood up and said to himself, “I used to get sick once every three months, but this time it’s only been two and a half months since the last occurrence.
Could my condition have worsened?”
Fang Yi had had this problem since he was a child.
After being adopted by an elderly couple, they took him to the hospital, but no problems were found.
Later, when Fang Yi was with the old man, he was told that this was due to his “Dragon Vein” being drawn out.
Fang Yi once asked the old man what the Dragon Vein was.
The old man told Fang Yi that normal people do not possess it, it was one in a hundred thousand, or even one in a million.
Ancient texts recorded that the Killing God Bai Qi, Xiang Yu the Hegemon, and the general Zhao Yun possessed the Dragon Vein.
Thus, it is clear that the Dragon Vein is incredibly rare and elusive.
Fang Yi was born with a Dragon Vein, but someone had forcefully extracted it from his body, planting the seeds of his hidden disease.
To cure this ailment, besides recovering the Dragon Vein, there was another method, which was to find the so-called famous flowers.
“Famous flowers” literally means beautiful women, but it was not just about beauty.
They must also possess a “masterpiece”, referred to as a “crucible”, which in plain terms referred to a woman’s vagina.
Ancient texts stated that extraordinary women had “masterpieces,” and these were classified into eight types, hence referred to as the eight great treasures.
This was very popular in ancient times and only emperors could enjoy them; ordinary women did not possess such “masterpieces,” implying that an emperor needed the whole nation’s resources to find these treasures.
Thinking about this, Fang Yi felt overwhelmed.
Finding these treasures was no easy task; with 1.3 billion people in Xuan Cang, finding even one of the eight types, let alone all, seemed almost like a miracle.
Fang Yi sighed helplessly and quietly waited for the sharp pain to pass.
He believed that what’s meant to be will always find a way; being naturally optimistic, he preferred not to dwell too much on it and simply let things take their course.
After washing up, Fang Yi went downstairs, stepped out of the house, and saw Cai Cai waiting for him with her little backpack.
“Uncle,” Cai Cai greeted Fang Yi with great joy.
“Where’s your mom?” Fang Yi asked.
“Mom went out before dawn,” Cai Cai replied.
Fang Yi stretched out his hand and said, “Alright, let’s go, I’ll take you to school.”
Cai Cai quickly grabbed Fang Yi’s large hand, and the two of them went downstairs together.
Fang Yi went to the garage, pulled out his bicycle, and rode with Cai Cai out of the neighborhood.
As they left the neighborhood, Fang Yi saw a familiar figure near the bus stop not far away; an old tricycle was parked there, with steamers emitting steam, and Xia Ziqi was busy there.
Fang Yi rode his bike over, and as soon as Cai Cai saw Xia Ziqi, she shouted, “Mom!” and then ran over.
Xia Ziqi, seeing Cai Cai, exclaimed, “Cai Cai, you…
didn’t you go to school…?” After speaking, she saw Fang Yi approaching, and her face immediately showed a panicked expression.
“Why… why are you here…” Xia Ziqi couldn’t look directly at Fang Yi’s eyes.
Cai Cai said you went out before dawn, so you’re selling breakfast here?” Fang Yi asked with a smile, “How’s business?”
Fang Yi glanced at the simple tricycle and then at Xia Ziqi.
Even though she wore light clothes for the summer, the steam from the steamers still made her forehead slightly sweaty.
Looking at this hardworking and simple woman, Fang Yi couldn’t help but sigh.
At that moment, Xia Ziqi lifted the lid of a steamer, picked out two buns for Cai Cai, and handed another two buns to Fang Yi.
Fang Yi took them, saying, “Thank you.”
Xia Ziqi bit her lip, appearing slightly ashamed, and replied, “No… no need to thank me.”
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