Chapter 756: Chapter 736: The Theoretical Upgrade of Pigs and Cabbage
Jimo Cheng calmly peeled the shell, and after finishing, under Old Master Luo’s expectant gaze, he gave most of it to Luo Qianqian...
"The pig that my family has raised for many years has finally been lost..." Old Master Jimo’s face was full of emotion, choosing his fiancée over his grandfather in front of his fiancée and giving her the best part made him quite reluctant.
Jimo Cheng sighed speechlessly, "Grandpa, you’ve already eaten half, Jin Yuee has only nibbled one crab leg, the next one will be for you."
Old Master Jimo’s face then brightened a bit.
Luo Qianqian quickly waved her hand: "I can do it myself." She was just a bit slow in her movements, there was plenty here, and there was no rush.
Jimo Cheng said nothing while peeling the crab and didn’t forget to have a bowl of porridge, crab roe porridge.
Watching Jimo Cheng acting almost like a waiter, mostly peeling shells for her and Old Master Jimo, Luo Qianqian felt a bit guilty and quickly put some crab meat she had just peeled into the bowl in front of Jimo Cheng, which still contained porridge, "Senior brother, this makes me feel embarrassed."
"What’s there to be embarrassed about." Old Master Jimo rolled his eyes, "If a pig wants to eat cabbage, it has to choose the watered cabbage, pay attention to the cabbage’s health, and carefully nurture it, only then can the cabbage grow well and be harvested."
Luo Qianqian just wanted to know why both her grandfather and Old Master Jimo liked to use pigs and cabbages as metaphors?
And both hoped their own pig would root around someone else’s little cabbage, but feared their own little cabbage would be rooted around by someone else’s pig, and even feared their own pig running off with someone else’s little cabbage.
But had they never considered the possibility of their own pig rooting around someone else’s pig? Or even their pig rooting around their own cabbage?
Shaking her head to clear her mind of these thoughts, Luo Qianqian, who was still a fresh and lush little cabbage, was just waiting to be rooted around by a pig, wasn’t she?
After Old Master Jimo and Luo Qianqian had eaten and drunk to their satisfaction, it was then that they saw Jimo Cheng’s meal being served. Luo Qianqian, with a "black line" on her forehead, so Old Master Jimo was actually bullying her senior brother?
"Let’s go, Jin Yuee, let your senior brother eat slowly." Old Master Jimo wiped his mouth, rinsed his mouth, and calmly left Jimo Cheng, who was still eating. Luo Qianqian, after eating two pieces of candy, looked at Jimo Cheng, and Jimo Cheng gave her a gentle smile, "Go ahead, I’ll come over in a bit."
"What are you coming over for?" Old Master Jimo rolled his eyes, "Go eat, don’t disturb us, grandchild and grandfather."
Jimo Cheng’s face was full of helplessness, he hung his head to eat, but his body language clearly told Old Master Jimo, whom he was familiar with, "I didn’t hear anything..."
Old Master Jimo took Luo Qianqian, twisting and turning, to another room.
Upon opening the door, Luo Qianqian, with a "black line" on her forehead, this place was practically a library, even displaying colorful astrology magazines.
"What do you want to learn?" Old Master Jimo casually sat down, gestured to the chair next to him, and let Luo Qianqian sit.
Luo Qianqian sat on the chair, her face full of surprise, "What do I want to learn? Can I even have a say?"
...Old Master Jimo really wanted to open Luo Qianqian’s head to see what was inside.
"Actually, it depends on what you can teach, right?" Luo Qianqian, seeing the look on Old Master Jimo’s face, instinctively shrank back, always feeling that the look he just had meant he wanted to dissect her. That seemed about right...
"What can I teach?" Old Master Jimo’s face was full of amusement, "As your teacher, I can say without exaggeration that I know a lot, but there’s not so much that I am proficient in..."
Luo Qianqian rolled her eyes, so what now?
"Look, carving, your eldest senior brother learned it, traditional Chinese painting, Jin Nian has already surpassed the master." Old Master Jimo was also full of helplessness, "You wouldn’t expect me to teach you how to diagnose illnesses and find dragon veins in feng shui, would you?"
"Wow, wow, wow, you know all this?" Luo Qianqian’s eyes immediately lit up, twinkling in a way that even Old Master Jimo couldn’t ignore.
Old Master Jimo paused for a moment, then speechlessly said, "Face reading, well... I know a bit about inspection and inquiry, but I don’t know anything about locating dragon veins, ancient tombs, or treasures."
Luo Qianqian quickly straightened her appearance and asked, "Then can you tell me what my facial features indicate?"
Old Master Jimo looked speechless. He only knew if there was anything wrong with your body, how could he know about that?
Nevertheless, he adopted a serious expression, "Eyebrows arched, eyes bright, mouth small, face round, frontal lobe shining, truly a person of good fortune, but..."
"But what?" Luo Qianqian immediately asked, a nervous look on her face.
Old Master Jimo pretended to be profound as he stroked his beard and intertwined his index and thumb, Luo Qianqian immediately pulled out her wallet, ready to pay, but then frowned, "Wait, doesn’t this seem like the kind of trick a street fortune teller would pull?"
"It is indeed a trick..." Old Master Jimo said, speechless. He hadn’t studied it, and just because he was older, should he start learning these things now? Besides, wasn’t face reading somewhat unreliable these days? A good, fortunate face could lose its luck for not being attractive. Unlucky faces, altered by cosmetic surgery, had turned their fortunes around. Who could really say?
"The old man sees you with clear eyes, and bright gaze, you must be a pretty child," Old Master Jimo said, noticing Luo Qianqian’s slightly disappointed look and quickly added.
Luo Qianqian unapologetically replied, "This girl is inexperienced and shallow, observing your cloudy eyes and graying hair, one would certainly think..."
"What?" Old Master Jimo immediately asked.
"One would certainly think you’re not young anymore, probably suffering from presbyopia," Luo Qianqian said calmly.
Old Master Jimo looked at the glasses case on the desk, speechless. Wasn’t this obvious?
Luo Qianqian chuckled, "Come on, Grandpa Kong, what do you want to teach me? I feel that my calligraphy is decent, and since calligraphy and painting are related, I won’t encroach on what my senior brothers are learning. Why don’t you tell me everything you know, and I’ll choose slowly?"
"...Do you think this is a vegetable market, choosing a ’Little Cabbage’?" Old Master Jimo said with a speechless expression.
"Speaking of which, I do have one skill that neither of your senior brothers knows, and it’s something I learned from my grandfather."
"What, what??" Luo Qianqian immediately perked up, full of curiosity.
"What it is isn’t important, the important thing is..."
"What is it?" Luo Qianqian was completely confused, still clueless.
"The important thing is whether you want to learn it or not," Old Master Jimo said with a calm demeanor.
"It isn’t embroidery, is it?" Luo Qianqian wondered, recalling how Old Master Jimo wanted her to learn tea-making, and her face soured.
Old Master Jimo felt a wave of exasperation. How did she figure he would learn embroidery from his grandfather???
Calmly, he stood up, "Wait here for me, I’ll go get something."
Luo Qianqian nodded her head and watched Old Master Jimo walk away, then suddenly, she thought of... a textbook passage.
Don’t move from here; I’ll go buy a couple of oranges...
