Chapter 1100: Chapter 1097: Bai Lu’s Blessing Once More, the Poor Girl
So this thing is called "huibing" in the Shu City region.
A traditional pastry made with old dough fermentation.
The taste is a bit strange, but the price is very cheap.
Even now, this kind of old-dough flatbread is only about one yuan each, right?
These days a random pineapple bun already costs five yuan.
Luofeng felt a little uncomfortable inside. So the food in Bai Lu’s memories turned out to be something like this?
He had naively thought that the food in her memories would be something "high-end" like cake!
But that so-called "high-end" stuff in his mind, back when Bai Lu was a kid, was probably something completely out of reach.
Instead, these one-yuan-a-piece huibing of today are what count as the food in her memories?
This is basically a real-life "let them eat meat paste," isn’t it?
Sister Hong was a woman in her thirties. She said, "Oh, Bai Lu, is it? Wait a sec, I still have old-dough flatbreads, just haven’t put them out yet!"
A few minutes later, Sister Hong brought out a bag of old-dough flatbreads and said proactively, "These were made yesterday!"
Bai Lu paid with a quick scan, and eight old-dough flatbreads cost only five yuan. Really quite a bargain.
Sister Hong noticed Luofeng and said, "Bai Lu, this one is, hmm? Haha!"
"Sister Hong!" Bai Lu got shy. "This is my classmate, also the boss of White Wing. His name is Luofeng—Luo as in river Luo, Feng as in wind and snow!"
Luofeng sighed inwardly. Bai Lu was introducing him this seriously?
Bai Lu then introduced Sister Hong to him, saying, "This is Sister Hong. When I first came to school, I noticed her shop right away!"
It should be that only this place sells old-dough flatbreads, right?
"Nice to meet you, Boss Hong!" Luofeng greeted.
"So you’re Boss Luo of White Wing? Very nice to meet you!" Sister Hong said politely. She knew White Wing wasn’t simple. In ordinary people’s eyes, White Wing was a very high-end place, so the boss was naturally incredible.
Bai Lu took out an old-dough flatbread and handed it to Luofeng. "Want to give it a try?"
Luofeng didn’t hesitate to take it and started tasting.
This thing had a kind of indescribable flavor. Luofeng didn’t really like it, but he still accompanied Bai Lu and finished one.
"Not good, right?" Bai Lu said.
Luofeng didn’t lie to her. "Yeah, the taste isn’t that great."
"Mm-hmm, I also think the taste isn’t that great. But when I was little, every time I went to the market with my mom, she’d bring one back for me!" Bai Lu said. "Back then, I thought it was really delicious, like it had this special taste, so as a kid I was always thinking about eating one!"
"Even now, I still eat it a few times every month. Obviously it doesn’t taste that good anymore, but I just can’t help it!" Bai Lu said.
Luofeng listened in silence.
He still used the cashback card for "Food in Memory."
[Ding! Usage successful, evaluating the host and Bai Lu’s level of enjoyment!]
[Cashback coefficient: 1000. Enjoyment coefficient: 1.69! Memory coefficient: 0.99! Satisfaction level: 0.6! Comprehensive reward: 16,400 yuan!]
This time the reward was very small.
The lowest in history.
After all, the base spending was too low.
It was only five yuan.
But what Luofeng wanted wasn’t a big reward. Whether it was ten thousand or a million, it didn’t make much difference to him now.
He checked how much Bai Lu liked old-dough flatbread. In the enjoyment column, his own score was 0.7, but Bai Lu’s was 0.99—almost full marks.
Even though Bai Lu thought old-dough flatbread didn’t taste that good anymore, it didn’t affect her enjoyment.
What she wanted was the taste in her memories, so she was very happy.
[Ding! Host has triggered a special reward: The Beauty in Memory!]
[Bai Lu is very moved that the host ate old-dough flatbread with her. In her heart, she silently wishes the host safety and smooth sailing! The girl’s blessing has been further strengthened!]
Luofeng had already received Bai Lu’s blessing before.
She had devoutly prayed that he would live a long life, free from illness, safe all his life.
Now she was once again wishing him safety and smooth sailing.
This Bai Lu had been quietly supporting him from behind all along.
Feeling a quiet sigh and a bit of sourness in his heart, Luofeng glanced at her. She was still eating the flatbread, so he reminded her, "You’re not going to just have this for lunch, are you?"
"Huh?" Bai Lu felt a little awkward and took another one to hand to him. "Student Luo, then you have another one!"
"....."
Luofeng was speechless.
What the hell does she mean, "have another one"?
"So you’re not eating anything else for lunch?" he said.
Bai Lu hesitated, then nodded. "The Foundation still has things that need dealing with. I have to hurry back once!"
Only then did he realize that normally, when she was waiting for him, even if it was an hour, Bai Lu wouldn’t take the initiative to call and ask where he was.
Yet today she had.
He finally realized it was because she had other things to do.
If there was nothing going on at the Foundation, even if she had to wait a few more hours, Bai Lu would still do it without complaint.
"I told you before, when it comes to Foundation matters, you should learn to let your people handle them," Luofeng said.
"But..." Bai Lu really wanted to explain why the Foundation’s matters required her personally, but was cut off by him.
"No buts. Let’s go eat lunch first!" he said. "Let’s have barbecue. You’ve got to eat more later!"
Recently, Bai Lu had been running around a lot. She’d lost quite a bit of weight and needed to make up for it.
Time flew by.
In the last week of May, even at school, Luofeng was extremely busy.
There was Shangshan’s situation, the holly saplings, the flying motorbike.
And the private jet affairs he had to handle.
All of it required his personal attention.
Of course, the breeding of holly was going smoothly—but that only meant the breeding process itself was smooth. Whether the later generations of holly would have the same effect as the original was another matter entirely.
On the surface, he was running back and forth to make everything look more reasonable.
One failure would make the whole thing more plausible, and in his view, this wasn’t him looking for trouble.
After all, he basically had no losses on record. A failure like this also made him look more like a real person.
However, what was happening on Mokezha’s side left him both amused and helpless.
Once the application for the flying motorbike to enter Daxia was approved, Mokezha chose to take a train to the Capital City, a journey that would take five to six days in total.
The reason he chose the train was simple: it was cheap; plane tickets were too expensive.
Of course, it wasn’t just that three people’s plane tickets were expensive—the cost of shipping the flying motorbike by air was even higher.
So they went with the train!
This move left Luofeng utterly speechless.
If he’d said something earlier, Luofeng would have just reimbursed the travel expenses, okay?
This was just toxic.
Fortunately, he was only heading to the Capital City at the end of the month and still had to busy himself with Duanmu Yunji’s birthday. By the time Mokezha and the others arrived, her birthday would be over and done with.
On May 31st, at eight in the morning, he accompanied the Shangguan Sisters to take their driving test.
Whether it was Shangguan Shui’er or Shangguan Feier, both of them did very well and passed easily.
