Chapter 747: Chapter 727: The Appearance of a Divine Beast
"What teas do you know of?" Jimo Kong felt increasingly certain that the idea of having Luo Qianqian learn to make tea for him was becoming more distant by the minute.
"Black tea, green tea, dark tea, white tea... yellow tea, blue tea?" Luo Qianqian blurted out without thinking.
She had heard some descriptions when she was buying tea leaves for Old Master Luo in the past, but it was so long ago that she had forgotten them, only remembering there were six types, six colors.
Divine Beasts blue tea, Old Master Jimo stared with eyes full of disbelief, then waved his hand, "I’ve decided to give up..."
"Teacher, you can’t give up on treatment..." Luo Qianqian was startled and quickly squatted down to hug Old Master Jimo’s arm, "No matter what happens, your health is the most important!!!"
At this moment, Jimo Cheng happened to walk in and, hearing Luo Qianqian’s words, also looked incredulous. He hurriedly put the things on the table, "Grandpa, what’s wrong with you? Should I call an ambulance? I told you not to drink alcohol yesterday!"
His voice was filled with worry.
Luo Qianqian’s eyes also brimmed with concern as she quickly took out her phone, "Maybe we should call an ambulance and go to the hospital first?"
Just as Jimo Cheng was about to agree, he saw Old Master Jimo jump up, tapping each of their heads, "Did I say anything? You all decide on your own that I’m sick? To go to the hospital!"
"Then if you’re okay, what treatment are you giving up on?" Luo Qianqian looked wronged, rubbing her forehead and pouting as if she had suffered a great injustice.
"Did I say anything about treatment?" Old Master Jimo looked at Luo Qianqian with a face full of helplessness, as helpless as could be. Why were his two male students so sensible, but when it came to Luo Qianqian, she was as mischievous as a monkey? Alas, his head hurt...
"Grandpa, what treatment?" Jimo Cheng was also full of confusion. He was someone who came home every day, how could he be unaware of this?
"I won’t give up then, okay?" Old Master Jimo, who couldn’t get a word in, looked at Luo Qianqian with a smile that was not quite a smile. He’d planned to give you a break, not interested means it’s okay, anyway, he knew plenty, just needed to find someone interested. Now? No rush, just line up, one by one.
Jimo Cheng was still full of concern, "What exactly are you giving up on or not?" How could he be so out of the loop?
Old Master Jimo looked blankly at his grandson, who was being led by the nose by Luo Qianqian, and sighed with a feeling like trying to make steel out of iron, "We’re not continuing today. Come back tomorrow morning. My stomach is feeling a bit uncomfortable."
Only after Old Master Jimo left did a hint of realization dawn on Jimo Cheng’s face. Stomach discomfort, so it was about giving up or not giving up on the lesson?
But this was fine too. Just now he had seen something fun, "Come on, Qianqian, I’ll take you to see something interesting."
"What?" Luo Qianqian confusedly followed Jimo Cheng out of the room, hurrying towards the back.
Looking in this direction, Luo Qianqian was even more puzzled. So, where were they going? Could it be some hidden treasure vault?
Thinking it over, Luo Qianqian followed with stars in her eyes. Seeing a treasure would be much more fun than a lesson.
And then she saw...
"Alpacas???" Luo Qianqian exclaimed at the sight before her. She quickly waved her hand at Jimo Cheng’s surprised gaze, "The scientific name is alpaca, I saw pictures of it online before." Luo Qianqian hastily explained, a face full of frustration showing. She had gotten too carried away and almost let slip that the Ten Great Divine Beasts would not appear until the following year.
"This is a gift Grandpa bought to give to someone," Jimo Cheng nodded. "I heard it’s very gentle, you can touch it, and even feed it."
Little girls all like these fluffy things, and he thought Luo Qianqian would be no exception. After seeing it, he wanted to bring Luo Qianqian to have a look.
Luo Qianqian blinked her eyes, trying hard to look surprised. Although it was startling to see here, such animals weren’t exactly unseen, right? There were some in the zoo.
She hadn’t at all considered whether modern zoos had alpacas or not.
Nevertheless, the adorably shaped alpaca still pleased Luo Qianqian tremendously, because, after all, it was soft and fluffy, like a sheep, yet without the aggressive horns, making it a mild little animal that was always cute no matter when you saw it.
Luo Qianqian, glancing at the surroundings, voiced her worry with a look of concern, "You’re not planning to eat it, are you?"
"How could that be..." Jimo Cheng was speechless, but seeing Luo Qianqian’s anxious gaze, his eyes softened a few degrees.
"That’s good," she breathed a sigh of relief. This kind of cute little animal should just live to look cute, just like cats and dogs, they’re creatures Luo Qianqian would never consider as food.
"But you said that... name, how come I’ve never heard of it?" Jimo Cheng asked Luo Qianqian with a hint of curiosity.
Luo Qianqian’s face, as she fed the alpaca, was a picture of embarrassment. She couldn’t exactly say that in a few months, he would understand, could she?
"I saw someone’s avatar in a game and asked about it. That’s what they told me." She certainly wouldn’t repeat that ’Divine Beast’ name again... It was too embarrassing, just a slip of the tongue.
"Oh? What game?" Jimo Cheng was now a bit curious; after all, he hadn’t seen Luo Qianqian playing games before.
It took Luo Qianqian a long while before she seriously replied, "That dance game, you know, the one a lot of girls play." She remembered it should’ve just started public testing this year; after all, she had also played it for quite a long time.
Jimo Cheng nodded thoughtfully, not asking further, since he didn’t play those games either. He then looked towards the curled fur of the alpaca and laughed, "Its fur is naturally curly."
"Right?" Luo Qianqian agreed, giggling conspiratorially, "What if its whole body fur was straightened out, wouldn’t it look less cute?"
After all, a shorn sheep didn’t look good, all bare and naked; Luo Qianqian thought her conjecture was reasonable.
Jimo Cheng, however, was thinking of something else, "What if we curled Baozi’s hair, would it look cuter?"
Luo Qianqian was startled by Jimo Cheng’s suggestion but then her eyes sparkled with an unusual light, "We could give it a try. I’ll borrow a curling iron from Nuannuan later."
...And after you’ve curled the dog’s fur and given the iron back to Qin Nuan, wouldn’t she mind it? Thinking of this, Jimo Cheng quickly suggested, "You should still buy one—no matter how clean it is, it’s still a pet."
Luo Qianqian instantly understood Jimo Cheng’s point but didn’t take it seriously. Qin Nuan’s belongings were just sitting around, essentially collecting dust; they were things she’d bought in a fit of vanity and now if she needed to use one, she could just take Yanran’s instead—it was even more high-end. More importantly, Qin Nuan didn’t have the habit of curling her hair anymore except for the occasional event, and she would have that done professionally.
Moreover, she guessed that if she told Qin Nuan about the idea of curling Baozi’s fur, Qin Nuan would offer it willingly without needing an ask.
