The growth system comes at the age of 30

Chapter 176 Li Beixing is sick (6.2K monthly ticket request, subscription request)

With the help of Lin Yaoheng and Chen Xiuyun, Chen Jingle added three new WeChat friends.

I talked and chatted with them one after another, trying to understand their needs, and after showing my previous works, I successfully took the orders from these three new customers.

Two of the orders were discounted, and one was not.

The three orders are expected to generate revenue of 8.28 yuan.

We all signed electronic contracts, and then paid a 30% deposit first to prevent the other party from running away. We paid another 30% when the painting was halfway done, and the goods could be delivered after the painting was completed and the balance was paid.

The three new orders were just within Chen Jingle's capacity.

If the work intensity is higher, he will feel stressed, which is slightly in conflict with his low-energy survival concept and will trigger his self-protection mechanism.

The emergence of the system broke his original comfort zone.

But after a period of hard adaptation, he rebuilt a new comfort zone.

As long as he doesn't go beyond his existing comfort zone, he is free.

He even planned to stop accepting orders and take a break for a while after all the orders on hand were delivered.

His current savings have almost returned to the level before buying the car, and he has enough time and financial foundation to continue lying down. When he gets tired of lying down, he can reconsider making money.

At this stage, he prefers to manage his own life.

Lying down doesn't mean doing nothing.

It’s just like putting life into power saving mode. Although there are no updates, the system is still running silently in the background.

I have almost finished painting the order for Mr. Yuan in Beijing. I can just send him one painting every now and then.

Next are these three new meticulous hyper-realistic works.

In order to achieve a level that would satisfy the customers, Chen Jingle studied the photos sent by the customers for an entire night.

He once said: "The cultural industry is actually a service industry."

You have to make people feel that the money is well spent, or even more than worth it.

……

Silent all night.

The next day, Monday.

It’s that time of the week again when I go to work with the feeling of visiting the graves.

When Chen Qiyun was raising the flag in the morning, she rarely missed seeing Li Beixing. She did not think too much about it at the time and just thought that Li Beixing was standing behind the team and she did not see him.

When it was time for Chinese class, the head teacher walked into the classroom and said, "Your Chinese teacher is not feeling well today, so you will have to do your own homework during this class. Class monitor, pass out the test papers."

what?
Teacher Li is actually sick?
Some people in the class were surprised, some were worried, and some cheered. Those who cheered all felt that it was great to be able to study on their own without attending classes.

Chen Qiyun was surprised and a little worried.

While no one was paying attention, he quietly used his Xiaotiancai watch to log into WeChat and sent a message to Li Beixing: "Teacher, are you okay? Are you feeling unwell?"

Unfortunately, no reply message.

I don’t know if Li Beixing didn’t have his cell phone with him or if it was inconvenient at the moment.

Chen Qiyun's brows showed a hint of worry.

Teacher Li is so kind to her usually, so it’s normal for him to worry and ask after her. I hope she recovers soon.

Until school was over at noon, she still hadn't received a reply from Li Beixing.

So when I got home, I told Chen Jingle: "Teacher Li was sick today and didn't come to class."

Chen Jingle paused while picking up the bowl and chopsticks, and asked calmly, "Sick? What's the situation? Is it serious?"

"I don't know. I asked her but she didn't reply to me."

Chen Qiyun shook her head. The next second, her watch vibrated. There was a new WeChat message. She clicked it and said happily, "Oh, now I've replied."

She reached out her hand to show Chen Jingle the chat history: "Teacher is fine, just caught a cold. Thank you, Xiao Qiyun, for your concern."

"Caught a cold?" Chen Jingle was surprised and frowned slightly.

It feels like that's too light.

If it was just a common cold, given Li Beixing's personality, he shouldn't have asked for leave and missed class.

I'm afraid it's not that simple. I hope the problem is not too serious.

Chen Jingle felt a little inexplicably upset.

After thinking about it, he took out his phone and opened WeChat to ask, "I heard from Chen Qiyun that you were not feeling well today and didn't go to class?"

……

At this time, Li Beixing was lying lazily on the bed.

I just woke up and don't feel like moving.

She came back from the hospital in the morning and felt a little sleepy after taking medicine. This is what people do when they are sick. She didn't try to resist the sleepiness and just went to sleep like a baby. She had already taken the day off anyway.

After waking up, I saw a lot of unread messages on my phone, and I quickly replied one by one.

Some are from colleagues, some are from students, and some are from Zhou Manlin.

Suddenly, a message from Chen Jingle popped up. After reading the content of the message, she was a little flustered, but then she felt a little surprised that someone was thinking about her.

I quickly replied: "I had a high fever this morning, which may be related to the change of seasons. I have already gone to the hospital to see a doctor, had an IV drip and taken some medicine, and slept for three hours. It has almost subsided now, and it's nothing serious. Thank you for your concern."

Chen Jingle breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the reply: "That's good. Apart from the high fever, are you feeling any other discomfort?"

"My nose is a little blocked and my throat is a little hoarse."

Li Beixing didn't want him to worry, but she also wanted to be taken seriously. She was actually very conflicted about this somewhat contradictory mentality.

Chen Jingle frowned. Why does it sound like the flu?
The flu is prevalent recently. It's a very powerful virus and it's easy to get infected if you're not careful.

It's okay if he is used to wearing a mask when going out. But if ordinary people don't pay attention, once someone in the crowd is carrying germs, the people around them will be easily infected if they are contaminated by the droplets.

But Li Beixing's job makes it impossible for her to avoid contact with the outside world for a long time like Chen Jingle, or to wear a mask when in contact.

I hope not, otherwise it will take some time to heal.

Chen Jingle asked again: "How's your appetite? Can you eat?"

Appetite is an important indicator of the severity of the condition.

When you are very sick, you usually can't eat anything.

Li Beixing thought about it. It was already noon, but he didn't feel hungry, so he said, "Normally, I feel sleepy and want to sleep."

Then she said something strange: "If it's food you made, I should be able to eat it."

After sending the message, she regretted it and felt a little bit... shameful!
I quickly added: "After all, you are the chef."

Chen Jingle was stunned when he saw the reply. After thinking for a few seconds, he asked, "What do you want to eat?"

"what?"

This time it was Li Beixing who was stunned. She was surprised and asked cautiously, "Can you really do it for me?"

Chen Jingle replied: "We are friends, aren't we? Since you said you want to eat it, let's make it."

When someone is sick, what's wrong with making some requests? It's not an excessive request, it's just the amount for two people normally, but one more for one person this time.

He smiled and replied, "Just tell me what you want to eat. Cherish the opportunity."

Li Beixing thought about it seriously and said, "I want to eat dessert, is that ok?"

"Sure. Do you have any specific requirements?" Chen Jingle asked.

Li Beixing: "No, as long as it tastes good."

"Okay, I'll bring it to you this afternoon, okay?" Chen Jingle agreed and asked, "Should I send it to your house?"

Send it to my house?

Li Beixing suddenly panicked.

Mom is at home! No, no!
After thinking for a while, he said, "How about we go to the same milk tea shop we went to last time?"

"Can you go out?" Chen Jingle asked.

Li Beixing said: "Well, the fever has subsided. As long as there are no accidents in the afternoon, it should be fine."

Chen Jingle had no objection: "Okay! Then you should have a good rest first, and I'll contact you around 5pm. Is that ok?"

"OK!"

Li Beixing looked at the chat window happily, full of anticipation!
……

Chen Jingle put down his phone with a smile, but saw Chen Qiyun looking at him with confusion.

He immediately straightened his face and said, "Eat!"

Although Chen Qiyun felt strange, she said nothing and started eating.

Chen Jingle didn't like to talk much during meals. They just sat next to each other but kept silent, doing the same thing, but it didn't affect or disturb each other...

It’s very comfortable!

It won't feel awkward if you speak up only when you really have something to say.

Take a short rest at noon.

He had planned to continue painting in the afternoon, but when he thought of Li Beixing's poor health and had to prepare some food for her to boost her appetite and replenish her energy, Chen Jingle lost the mood to paint.

I started thinking about cooking and medicinal food, and wondering what to cook tonight.

Li Beixing said he wanted to eat dessert, but he didn't say what kind of dessert it was, he just wanted it to be delicious.

Chen Jingle thought hard and first ruled out iced and cold foods. After all, the patient was weak and it was not suitable for him to eat this kind of food at this time.

Finally, I decided to make a Chinese pastry - a pictographic apple made of leavened dough.

In fact, it is to make the buns into the shape of apples.

This kind of pastry is very effective in appeasing children, and it should also work for adults. Few people can resist the temptation of this exquisite pastry.

The patient's mental state is also important.

As for the filling for the buns, Chen Jingle used Fuji apples and pears, mashed them into a puree, then fried them until the moisture was dry, and added a little potato starch to form them into balls, which is a bit similar to red bean paste filling.

The outer skin of the bun is concave into an apple shape and then painted.

Beetroot can be used for coloring, which is a more clever way to achieve the desired color. Chen Jingle uses brown sugar to increase the sweetness.

For him, who can draw, color mixing is too easy.

Finally, just insert the fake apple handle.

The leavened apples made in this way, except for their small size, are so real in appearance that they are indistinguishable from the real ones.

Anyone who sees this will exclaim, “Awesome!”
Anything produced by Master Chen must be a masterpiece!

In addition, Chen Jingle cooked a bowl of ginger and jujube soup.

Ginger and jujube soup is a medicinal food, but it can also be considered a dessert because a lot of brown sugar is added to it when it is boiled.

Sick people usually have no appetite, so the food must be sweet enough to stimulate their taste buds and stimulate appetite.

Brown sugar warms the meridians and activates blood circulation, jujube invigorates qi and nourishes blood, and ginger relieves the exterior and dispels cold. The three flavors are matched together to remove blood cold and replenish blood deficiency. The Chong and Ren meridians are helped by the warming and nourishing flavors. When the blood and qi of the two meridians are vigorous, the menstrual flow will naturally flow smoothly.

After finishing all these, Chen Jingle prepared today’s dinner.

After that, he sent a message to Chen Qiyun: "I'm going to go out for a while. If you're hungry when you get back, just eat by yourself."

Then he put the insulated lunch box on the passenger seat and drove out.

Before leaving, he sent a message to Li Beixing, indicating that he was ready to go out.

At this moment, Li Beixing was also preparing to go out.

Her house is very close to the milk tea shop, so there is no need to arrive too far in advance.

But when I went downstairs, Jiang Zhiqin was browsing on her phone on the sofa in the living room. When she heard the sound, she immediately turned around.

Li Beixing felt a little guilty: "Mom, I'm going out for a walk."

Jiang Zhiqin frowned: "Where are you going? Why are you running around outside when you are sick instead of staying at home to rest?"

Li Beixing smiled and flapped his arms twice, saying, "It's okay now. I can go back to class tomorrow. Besides, I'm wearing a mask, so it's okay."

"I'll go with you." Jiang Zhiqin stood up. Li Beixing said quickly, "No, no, I'm not a child who needs someone to protect me all the time. I can walk by myself."

Jiang Zhiqin felt something was wrong, looked at her for two seconds, and said, "Okay, if you feel uncomfortable, come back quickly."

"Yeah, I'll just walk around the neighborhood."

Li Beixing nodded repeatedly.

Because of this sentence, she didn't dare to drive or ride an electric scooter and had to walk.

Jiang Zhiqin looked at her back and narrowed her eyes slightly.

I need to put on makeup when I go out for a walk wearing a mask? Huh?!

……

Li Beixing walked all the way from home to the milk tea shop on the street.

I usually don’t think there is anything wrong, but today I feel that this distance of more than 800 meters is more than 800 meters?

It's really hard to walk.

By the time she reached the milk tea shop, she was already sweating a little. Fortunately, the wind was not strong today, so she just sat down and wiped it off slowly.

Chen Jingle was already sitting there waiting for her and ordered a cup of milk tea.

Li Beixing took a breath and walked over to sit down: "Sorry, I'm late."

"Did you walk here?" Chen Jingle was surprised.

Li Beixing smiled slightly: "Well, the doctor recommended that I exercise properly and walk a little."

But then she remembered that she was wearing a mask, and the person on the other side might not be able to see her smile. She was about to take it off, but then she remembered that she was sick and was afraid of infecting Chen Jingle with bacteria and viruses.

A moment of confusion.

"It's okay, take it off. I exercise every day, so I'm in good health. I won't get sick so easily. If you really can't help, I'll sit a little further away."

Chen Jingle saw her hesitation and said with a smile.

Li Beixing took off his mask somewhat embarrassedly.

Compared to usual, her complexion now is indeed a little worse. Although she has put on makeup and blush, her slightly tired look cannot be concealed.

A little more fragile.

"How did you feel this afternoon?" Chen Jingle asked with concern.

Li Beixing smiled and replied: "I feel much better now. I should be able to go back to class tomorrow."

Chen Jingle shook his head: "Don't be so anxious, it's just a few classes you missed, you can make up for it later, or ask a colleague to help you out first. Health is important."

"Uh-huh!"

Li Beixing tilted her head, looked at the thermal food box, and asked with a smile: "So, what delicious food did you bring me?" She didn't know what was in it yet, and she didn't ask before.

Chen Jingle smiled and opened the lid of the food box: "One Chinese noodle dish and one stew. I just don't know if it suits your taste."

Li Beixing was stunned when he saw the food after opening the lid: "Apple? Oh no, apples don't seem to be this small?"

Chen Jingle smiled and explained: "It is made of leavened dough in the shape of an apple. It is made of dough and shaped like an apple. To put it bluntly, it is actually just a small red bean paste bun, but the shape is more unique."

That's it!

Li Beixing observed it carefully with surprise and found that it was indeed a little different from the real apple, but it was already very different. If it were a little bigger, it would be really hard to tell the difference.

It's so real that the fake one can be mistaken for the real one!

So strong!

I can already smell the unique aroma of pastries and want to eat them.

Li Beixing smiled and said, "That's the great thing about noodles, that's why they have different names. Otherwise, we can't just call them buns, right?"

"you're right."

Chen Jingle chuckled and took off the layer of pastries on top, revealing the layer underneath: "The soup is brown sugar ginger and jujube soup, which can dispel cold, replenish qi and blood. It can also be considered a dessert, a stew."

Li Beixing looked hesitant: "Will the ginger taste be too strong?"

She hated eating ginger candies when she was a child, and she still doesn't like it even when she grows up.

"No, there's not much ginger in it. I've tried the flavor."

Chen Jingle said with a smile: "The sweetness is slightly higher than what we normally eat, because sick people's taste buds are not as sensitive as usual, so when they eat what they normally eat, they will find it very bland."

Li Beixing nodded subconsciously: "Yes, so at noon my mother asked... uh, my mother put a little more salt in the porridge she cooked for me. When I ate it, I really didn't feel it was saltier than usual."

"Try it first and help me see if there is anything that needs to be improved in the taste."

Chen Jingle pushed the food box over, which contained a spoon.

Li Beixing smiled with crescent eyes: "Then I won't be polite!"

Just smelling the faint fragrance, looking at the exquisite shape of the noodle fruit, and the clear and bright ginger and jujube soup, I am already salivating.

Let’s try a noodle first——

When you touch the surface of the pastry with your fingers, it is still warm, which is just the right temperature for people who are sick.

It looks a bit too good to eat.

But if I don’t eat it, it would be a waste of other people’s kindness.

Li Beixing was conflicted and decided to take a photo first, and then ate one under the gaze of Chen Jingle.

The moment his teeth bit into the noodle fruit, Li Beixing's eyes suddenly lit up.

It’s fragrant and sweet, the taste of apples, but with the fluffy texture of pastry, the combination of the two is magical.

Very good, really amazing!
For her current palate, this sweetness is just right.

I didn't have much of an appetite at noon, so I just had a simple meal. I haven't eaten anything else until now, so I was a little hungry. Plus, what Chen Jingle cooked was really delicious, so my appetite was immediately whetted.

After eating two leavened apples in a row, Li Beixing started to drink the ginger and jujube soup.

It was also warm, and after a few mouthfuls, I felt warm all over. It was completely different from the sunshine outside, and it felt very comfortable.

Delicious!

Li Beixing feels that she is very happy now, and her whole body is beautiful.

"How is it? Does it taste good?" Chen Jingle asked with a smile.

Li Beixing smiled and replied, "Not only good, it's awesome! The ginger taste is lighter than I thought, the sweetness is moderate, and the temperature is just right. After eating it, I feel warm from the inside out, super comfortable!"

"nice! You love it."

Chen Jingle nodded.

Controlling the patient's taste is a little more difficult than normal cooking. We also have to consider whether adding too much sugar will cause other discomforts to the patient's body.

"Would you like to eat together?"

Li Beixing took a long time to come back to his senses after eating, and he blushed a little embarrassedly.

Is it too much to ask someone to bring her food and watch her eat the whole time?
How could she do something so rude?

How embarrassing!
Chen Jingle laughed dumbly, shook his head and said, "No, just eat it. I still have some left at home."

Li Beixing breathed a sigh of relief and silently ate the fifth apple.

The portion of this leavened fruit was not large, but she ate several of them in a row, and after drinking ginger and jujube soup, she gradually felt full.

Meanwhile, Chen Qiyun had just returned home. She looked at the four delicate pastries in the pot that looked like real apples and fell into deep thought: "This should be the dessert after dinner. Two for Chen Jingle and two for me?"

Li Beixing ate the last apple and drank two sips of ginger and jujube soup before saying, "I'm full. I'm afraid I can't finish the rest and it will be wasted."

Chen Jingle shook his head: "It's okay, if you can't finish it, then don't force it. There's not much left anyway."

Li Beixing repacked the lunch box and subconsciously wanted to take a tissue to wipe his mouth, but then he remembered that he went out empty-handed.

At this time, Chen Jingle took the initiative to hand over a small pack of tissues.

Okay, that's all been taken into consideration.

that's nice!

Li Beixing, who had eaten and drunk his fill, leaned back in his chair, his eyes slightly narrowed, his expression a little lazy. But his face was a little more rosy than when he came just now.

I don't feel like moving, and even feel a little sleepy and want to sleep.

Chen Jingle wanted to laugh when he saw her like this.

It’s different from what I’ve seen before, it’s a lot more casual and real.

Of course, what I saw before was also the true side of Li Beixing, but people are a complex of contradictions, and there is far more than one side in life.

"This is not a place to sleep. If you are too sleepy, go back to sleep." Chen Jingle reminded.

Li Beixing hummed softly from his nose and yawned.

Chen Jingle: “…”

Did you hear what I said?

If you really fall asleep, I won’t care about you!
Fortunately, Li Beixing was just yawning and stretching, and he hadn't fallen asleep yet. He just looked a little confused and dazed, and his reaction didn't seem very quick.

It is likely that after eating, all the blood has gone to the stomach and intestines, causing the brain to lack oxygen.

Forget it, let her sit down and rest for a while.

……

At this time,

A beautiful long-haired calico cat came out from somewhere and stood beside Chen Jingle, looking at him in confusion.

Chen Jingle took a look and asked in surprise, "Is this cat from Zhou Manlin's store?"

"Hmm."

Li Beixing raised his eyelids and answered with a hum.

"Why didn't I see you last time?"

"I'm not sure, maybe he hid last time." Li Beixing yawned, looking lazy, and spoke weakly.

Chen Jingle immediately became interested and meowed.

The long-haired calico suddenly stood up straight, stared at Chen Jingle, and meowed.

This meow attracted Li Beixing's attention.

Chen Jingle meowed again and patted his thigh. Just when Li Beixing was puzzled, Sanhua obediently jumped onto Chen Jingle's legs and rubbed against him like a spoiled child.

"???"

Li Beixing was stunned. He looked at Chen Jingle, then at the cat in his arms, with an expression of disbelief.

"I remember that the cat Manlin didn't like to be held by anyone other than herself. How did you make it jump into your arms?"

Chen Jingle scratched Sanhua's head with his fingers and laughed: "It's very simple. I can speak cat language. I greeted it and asked it to come over, and it came over."

In fact, he rarely holds the cat in his arms.

Like a tiger cub, it runs around the village all over the place. God knows if it has stepped on chicken or cow dung. If you want to hold it, you have to hold it in your hands.

The cat looked well-groomed, so he was slightly willing to hold it.

"Um?!!"

Li Beixing immediately had a question mark on his face.

Hey, do you know what you are talking about?
Do I look like someone who is easy to deceive?

but……

She seemed to remember that Chen Qiyun seemed to have mentioned that Chen Jingle could speak cat language.

But she didn't take it seriously at the time and thought it was a joke.

"Isn't it... true?"

I don’t believe it, I don’t believe it a hundred times!

Unless she sees it!
(End of this chapter)