Chapter 4 Manmin Hall

Shishan collects herbs with two brushes. He is familiar with the mountain roads and remembers where all kinds of herbs grow, so he can often pick high-quality herbs. He is a five-star high-quality supplier of Liyue Old Medical Center "Bubulu" .

For example, this time, he knew very well that rainy days are the time when glass bags are most likely to grow. He went up the mountain despite Shi Lan's dissuasion. In the end, the old horse stumbled and broke his leg. It is inevitable to lie down for several months.

But fortunately, because the quality of herbal medicines passed the standard, Bu Bu Lu also gave a lot. The Shi family's family is relatively well-off, so Shi Shan can't afford to lie down for half a year. Boy, he can often make some money back.

For example, now, he is going out to make money.

Shi Lan tidied up the house, with a cloth bag slung across her shoulders, and said: "Drink the medicine after a while, it won't work if it cools down, so don't worry about it for such a big man."

Shi Shan lay down and waved his hands: "Get out, get out."

"The cigarettes have been rolled for you too, and the windows are open. If it rains later, remember to jump up and close the windows."

Shi Shan: "..."

God jump up and close the window...

"Goodbye daddy."

After blowing out the oil lamp and closing the door, the room fell into darkness again, only the street lanterns could shine some faint light.

In the room, moving his body, Shi Shan half leaned against the head of the bed, lit a cigarette in the dim light, and took a nice puff.

"Tsk, I really have a good son."

"Why is this smoke still sweet?"

Shi Shan shivered, put down his pipe and drank the medicine obediently, praying that nothing would happen to him.

Shi Lan walked out here unhurriedly, and took out an old pocket watch at the door to check the time.

It was more than seven o'clock in the evening, which was not too late. There were still many people strolling on the street with nothing to do.

The Su Erniang food stall next to it was full of people, and the Wanmin Hall next door was also overcrowded.

Squeezing into the crowd with difficulty, Xiao Shi Lan counted Mo La and patted them on the stall.

"Erniang! 300 Mora, I want two skewers of offal."

"Hey, isn't this boy Shi Lan?"

Su Erniang liked this child very much, he was smart and well-spoken, so she put Mo La away, regardless of the people queuing up in front of her, and directly stuffed the two skewers of offal she had just made into Shi Lan's hands.

"Be careful, eat it on the side."

"Thank you Er Niang!"

Holding two skewers of offal in his hand, Shi Lan got a little satisfaction, and walked away at a pace that his relatives did not recognize.

He came out mainly for one thing, which was the task Ningguang assigned to him.

Earlier, when he told Zhongli that he knew Ningguang, he didn't just talk about it casually. Shi Lan was really doing things for Ningguang.

The current Ningguang is not Liyue's seven-star power, but it is coming soon. With her excellent work ability and reputation, she has full confidence in the seven-star election this time.

Ningguang likes to deal with children very much. A little snack and a little Mora can get some useful information from the innocent little kid. With these means, she has mastered Liyue's biggest and most "special" intelligence network.

Of course, it is impossible for children to do some important work, like Shi Lan, at most they just run errands, deliver some simple information, distribute leaflets, inquire about news and so on, in exchange for some Mora to subsidize the family.

Although the family is not very short of money, Shi Lan doesn't think there is too much money, at least she can pay for the food she wants to eat, instead of drooling on the sidelines.

Today he accepted a task from Ningguang, sent questionnaires to the people of Liyue and collected them, and then submitted them to Ningguang. After the task was completed, he would get a good reward.

The first stop of the mission now is Wanmintang.

As an old neighbor, Shi Lan's entering Wanmintang is like entering his own home. The current shopkeeper of Wanmintang, Master Mao, is very familiar with him.

In the past, when Shi Shan went out to collect herbs, Shi Lan, who was still wearing crotch pants, was entrusted to Wanmintang, and Master Mao helped to take care of it. It can be said that Shi Lan was raised by Master Mao.

Evening peak passenger flow is still very large, the room is full of people, even the open-air yard is also a large number of diners.

Wanmintang may not be as high-end as Xinyuexuan Liuliting, but as the most down-to-earth restaurant in Liyue, the price is reasonable and the chef Mao is skilled in cooking.

Now Master Mao's daughter Xiangling is watching the front desk, and Master Mao is cooking in the back.

Xiao Xiangling pouted her chin, flipping through the menus boredly, braided her long dark blue hair into a braid, then rolled it up, and then braided it into a butterfly-like shape, following her little head flickering like a real butterfly stopped on her head.

Xiangling opened his mouth and shouted: "Dad, the guests at table 12 want a boiled sea bass and fried shredded pork!"

"Got it! Come right away!"

The father and daughter cooperated tacitly, one reported and the other fried. Shi Lan really admired Master Mao's ability and marveled at how he could cook dozens of dishes in one night without delaying every table of guests.

Sometimes I'm afraid he's exhausted.

After the customer in front finished ordering, Shi Lan walked over, stretched out her small hand and waved in front of Xiang Ling: "Hey! Miss Mao!"

"Just let me know what you want to eat, there is still space in the yard...Huh? Miss Mao?"

"Who is so impolite, you want to call me Xiangling! It's not Miss Mao!" Xiangling's eyes suddenly brightened, and she saw the person in front of her clearly, "Ah! Shi Lan! I haven't seen you for a long time. Are you here?" Are you here for dinner? Let me tell you, I learned a new dish today..."

Shi Lan waved her hand and explained: "No, no, you have to wait for a while to try the dishes. I'm here to get the questionnaire."

The current Xiangling is only ten years old, and has not yet transformed into a slime cooking maniac in the future, and the dishes he cooks are all normal home-cooked dishes.

As a neighbor, Shi Lan has always been Xiangling's designated dish-testing partner.

Of course, Shi Lan will not refuse, although there may be some problems with the first dish, it may not be cooked or the taste is strange, but as long as you ask a question, Xiang Ling will be able to adjust it quickly, and when it is the second or third time, it will be fine. It's ready to be put on the table.

Although I really want to eat some, I still have tasks on my body, and there are still a few companies to run to.

Hearing that Shi Lan didn't come to eat, Xiao Xiangling pursed her lips in disappointment, and even drooped her butterfly pigtails.

"As for the questionnaire, it will be collected later, and I wonder if you have forgotten it." Xiangling opened the drawer and took out a stack of questionnaires, all of which had been filled with blank space.

"There are a total of one hundred sheets, all of which are here, but some of them are stained with oil, so it should be fine."

"It's okay, it's fine, just fill it up."

Shi Lan took back the questionnaire with satisfaction.

These questionnaires are the tasks Ningguang entrusted to him. The above questions are about the public opinion survey of the seven-star campaign and Ningguang's reputation survey in the eyes of the masses.

There are a total of [-] questionnaires, and Shi Lan alone can't finish sending them out, so he asked Xiangling to distribute and fill in the questionnaires through Wanmintang while the diners were waiting for their meals. This method was very efficient and completed One hundred questionnaires.

Considering that there are a lot of questionnaires, Wanmintang only put one hundred sheets here, and there are several other friends who help.

There are many people with great power, and at this time the power of connections will be revealed, otherwise Shi Lan will have to go through the year of the monkey alone!
 There will be another chapter later, to sort out the wrong sentences and details...

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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