The correct way to cultivate poros

Chapter 37 Evolution Day ([-])

Evolution Day is here, but Zell isn't quite ready for it, let's be honest.

He got up just after dawn. This was the first time he got up so early since he came here.

After washing, I rinsed my face with cold water, rubbed the dead skin off my face vigorously, and then shaved off the stubble that just appeared on my head, leaving my chin as smooth as new.After looking in the mirror, Zell put on the shirt with satisfaction until no blemishes could be seen on his face.

The last time he paid so much attention to his appearance was on his first date, although no girl would notice these details of him at present... Just think of it as preparations for tonight's banquet, don't let down the sense of grandeur.

Speaking of which, Zell received a letter from the housekeeper two days ago, and the family gathering unsurprisingly turned into a charity dinner.

As an angel investor in Piltover, Gilaman has funded many students with financial difficulties, and often contacted major manufacturers through banquets to raise life-support equipment and supplies to donate to Zaun's laborers and orphans.

Zell knew that this move was to gain reputation through means other than politics, to ensure that the family would remain alive after leaving political activities, and didn't really care about the life and death of those trench people.

But regardless of deeds, this kind of fake charity is better than those who cheat money under the guise of charity.

"Sister Kai is the only one in the family who really cares about charity. I heard that every time the supplies are delivered, she goes to Zaan to contact them in person. She is afraid that the supplies will be embezzled and embezzled. Am I thinking too much? Today But a happy day."

Zell shook his head, put irrelevant thoughts behind him, left the apartment and headed for the cafe.

The alchemy street lamps from last night are still on, and the jumping flames add an industrial atmosphere to the cold morning.Zell bought a piece of Shurima Sun Bread at the breakfast shop and was going to eat it with milk.

When he came to the coffee shop, as expected, Roy was already waiting at the door of the store, and he waved to Zell from afar, more enthusiastic than the hawkers on the street.

"I got up as soon as I got my butt in the sun, and it didn't come sooner than you." Zell thought he was already in a hurry, but Roy never let him down when it comes to positivity.

Obviously, from Lanxun Manor to the border market, Roy had to walk several times as long as him, and he didn't ride a bike.They all walk on two legs, can she still teleport?
After thinking about it, maybe it's because people don't have to work overtime and go to bed early and get up early.

"Where is it early, the bell of the Sun Gate is ringing at six. Open the door quickly, or you will miss the float parade if you don't prepare for the event." Roy urged Zell, constantly pointing to the keychain on his waist, even if he was wearing There is one that is exactly the same.

"Is this your first time to celebrate Evolution Day? You must have seen the parade, right? I always feel that you are very excited."

"I used to watch it on a private airship, and I didn't really participate in it."

Zell has never had such an experience in visiting the Evolution Day celebration on an airship.Even asking casually, Fan gave her a face, so Zell quickly opened the door and let her in.

When Zell was looking for milk and bread in the back kitchen, Roy was also about to pour some fresh milk into the Poro's bowl.The two thought of something together, saw that there was only half a carton of milk left, and gave way to each other in front of the cabinet.

"You take it, I'll go to the convenience store across the street and buy a box." Roy said.

"No, I'll just drink hot water."

Their eyes met, and the corners of Roy's eyes seemed to be smiling: "Manager, have you shaved?"

"There is a charity dinner to attend." Zell rubbed his chin and looked at her new look: "You are also wearing a hat, so you don't need to change your uniform today."

"That's what I meant to say."

Both of them laughed at the same time, and there was an unspeakable tacit understanding.

After breakfast, it was time to prepare lemon tea. The two had a clear division of labor. Zell pulled out a whole box of lemons, cut them into two pieces, squeezed the juice and sliced ​​them.Roy was in charge of cooking the unfinished black tea yesterday, mixing lemon juice into a portable paper cup, and then adding a slice of lemon.

It took them a full three hours to make [-] cups of lemon tea, put them in a box with ice cubes and drag them to the door to set up a stall under the eaves, no different from other street vendors.

They don't have a trolley, so they set up a folding square table at the door, and the lemon tea is neatly stacked on the table, and then hang a sign saying that drinks are provided for free.

Free is the best advertisement, there is no need to sell it, and someone will come to you right away to ask.

"Is it really free?"

The person who came to ask was a teenage girl, with a subterranean impatience in her accent, which always made people feel like she was about to say a few authentic Zaun greetings in the next moment.

She was wearing overalls with a lot of pockets sewn into them, and her school jacket had an ingenious set of carabiner closures that took the whole thing off with just a quick tug, a design that could save lives in the event of a fire.

In addition, she was still holding an unknown device in her hand, which looked like she was about to participate in a certain family's craftsman assessment.

"Happy Evolution Day! I wish you a smooth pass in the assessment." Zell handed her a drink with a straw, and sent a sincere blessing by the way.

Roy also warned: "Drinking tea on an empty stomach will cause stomach pain, remember to drink it with breakfast."

The girl was a little caught off guard, and blushed and said, "Thank you, I hope the haze doesn't enter your house."

Seeing that the girl really got the drink for free, other people also gathered around enthusiastically.

"Can I have a drink?"

"Give me one too!"

"Here here!"

"..."

"It's all there."

"Don't worry, line up and limit yourself to one cup per person."

This scene was expected by Zell. He took out the sound transmission tube prepared in advance and repeated the advertisement in loud volume.

The people who received the drinks were all kinds of people, including an ordinary family of three in Piltover, and Zaun laborers with pale faces and coughing constantly;

Zell can't change their origins, all he can do is to share the joy of the holiday with them without discrimination.

The little Zaun girl he helped last time was also here.

No longer dirty, but changed into clean and plain clothes, wiped off the dust on his face, washed his hair and braided it.Almost didn't recognize it.

She came over to take a drink, and then added a late thank you in a slightly hoarse voice.

The flow of people in the border market is very large, and hundreds of drinks are all given away in less than half an hour.

"It's too tiring to do good deeds. I've been working hard for half a day without making any money, and I'm paying back."

Zell collapsed on the sofa when he returned to the store, staring blankly at the ceiling, as if his soul had been hollowed out.

Roy heard that his voice was a little hoarse, and poured him a glass of water.

"It's okay, I feel that this is much more interesting than making money."

"That's because money is just a number to you." Zell secretly despised the damn capitalist in his heart.

Do you know how many people's happiness has been ruined by the rise of Xpress ride from 12 yuan to 12 yuan.

After drinking water and resting for a while, Zell closed the stall and closed the store, put the Poro in cages and brought them with him, joining the flow of people on the street, and blending into this annual celebration.

(End of this chapter)