The fox has no bad intentions

Chapter 438 Traditional Crafts
"You broke down the wall?"

Are you cosplaying Ru Hua's invincible wall-walking ability?

Seeing the restaurant owner and Old Deng entangled in a struggle, An Sheng looked at the ruins of the wall on the ground, and with a surprised expression on her little fox face, she looked at A Qing and whimpered.

Although everyone knew Ah Qing was strong, the fact that she could knock down a wall that was three and a half meters wide, two and a half meters high, and plastered on both sides was still a bit frightening to the fox.

"It wasn't really me who hit it, was it?"

Ah Qing thought for a moment, then raised her arm to recreate the scene for Xiao An, who was leaning on her shoulder.

"You ran too fast, and I couldn't get through the opening in the drain. So, suddenly, the parkour technique of Uncle Jackie Chan climbing over the wall popped into my mind."

"It's like kicking one foot against the wall, then dodging to the next wall for leverage, stepping on the other side with your left foot and ascending to heaven."

"But..." Ah Qing looked embarrassed and glanced guiltily at the collapsed brick wall, "I never imagined that even a wall could be such a shoddy job."

Ah Qing had actually thought things through very well. She knew that her physical condition was quite good and that she was by no means a fragile college student.

She was thinking that she would kick hard against the wall and use the friction between her shoes and the wall to propel herself to the side wall, then use her arms to pull herself up to the top of the wall, and finally climb over the wall to chase the little fox.

But Ah Qing had no idea.

With one kick, she knocked down an 18-centimeter-thick double-sided plastered wall.

This was her fault, she admitted, and she is willing to actively assume subsequent compensation.

But Ah Qing still insisted that the wall was definitely made with substandard materials; otherwise, how could she have possibly kicked it down?

"." Seeing Ah Qing muttering to herself, An Sheng's foxy little face twitched, not really wanting to say anything.

If he remembered correctly, Ah Qing punched the punching machine at the Children's Palace with all her might, and the punch generated more than 100 kilograms of force. Her sweeping kick at that time seemed to have generated nearly 300 kilograms of force.

The wall may be a shoddy construction project, but no matter how shoddy it is, it is still 18 centimeters thick.

can only say.
Ah Qing's journey of cosplaying as a half-cartridge is like her own—a path from which there is no turning back.

"Hehe. When the time comes, we'll become saints in our physical bodies and run on the highway, cosplaying as speed bumps." The little fox, full of confidence, rubbed against Ah Qing's cheek and proposed an idea to her.

'Ah Qing is so great and strong, Fox loves her so much.'

Ah Qing rolled her eyes.

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After lingering in the alley for a while, the restaurant owner didn't ask Yu Zhenghong for compensation. As long as he was alright, that was enough. Rebuilding a wall wouldn't cost much, since the materials were all on the ground; all they needed to do was buy some cement.

only.

Before buying cement mortar, the restaurant owner was thinking about buying steel bars, fearing that something might happen to the wall and it could crush someone.

Everyone got back into the car and continued their journey.

This time, Yu Zhenghong walked ahead and sent the hotel's location to Chen Peipei.

"Wow! Jiule Grand Restaurant!"

Sitting in the passenger seat, An Sheng looked at the destination navigation information and couldn't help but smile, inwardly giving Lao Deng a big thumbs up for his choice.

The morning tea culture is not a local culture, but rather a product that was introduced to Xiadong with economic development and population movement, and then became localized over time. It is not a complete copy of Cantonese dim sum.

The earliest and best restaurant in Jiule City was definitely Jiule Grand Restaurant.

However, with an average cost of 150 to 200 yuan per person, it is really hard to say that this is the first choice for family gatherings.

"When we go in, we'll first order five baskets of shrimp dumplings, then two baskets of crab roe siu mai, then a platter, and finally a bowl of rich taro dessert to finish off."

The little fox patted Ah Qing's thigh and said seriously what she wanted to eat. Jiule Restaurant only serves handmade dim sum, and the shrimp dumplings made with fresh shrimp meat made An Sheng's mouth water just thinking about them.

Once inside, don't worry about anything else. Just grab the shrimp dumplings, fish balls, and siu mai and stuff them into your mouth.

"Okay, okay, all the shrimp dumplings will be served later." Ah Qing happily agreed to the little fox.

"I don't know if I can say these things, but it should be okay. I hope the Fox Spirit will bless me so I can successfully work out. When I get back, I'll physically destroy that scumbag!" Chen Qiao, who was waiting in line at the Jiule Grand Restaurant, saw the spiritually powerful Fox Spirit beside her and couldn't help but make a wish to the Fox Spirit in her heart.

[Wish Fulfilled: Physically Annihilate the Scumbag (Chen Qiao's boyfriend went missing on the eve of meeting the parents, and all her messages were read but not replied to, leaving Chen Qiao full of resentment. She hoped to receive the blessing of the Fortune Fox Lord and destroy the scumbag with one punch)]

"Uh"

Seeing the golden light shimmering in the wish list, An Sheng clicked on the details page and was taken aback when she saw a newly refreshed wish. She glanced at the little girl beside her, wearing a white sun-protective jacket, and remarked:

"Master Fuli, I'm not very good at managing marriages, but you said you want to personally eliminate scumbags, no problem."

"I just don't know if you can accept having a slightly pointed head and having to shave every day."

The little fox, who was in line, poked its head into the next line and whimpered.

"Excuse me."

Seeing this, A-Qing scooped the little fox back up, apologized to Chen Qiao's family with a look of remorse, and patted the little fox's bottom as a lesson: "Xiao An likes to get involved in things."

"It's nothing, it's nothing." Chen Qiao smiled and waved her hand to indicate that she was not frightened.

"Ah Qing, stop fooling around. Master Fuli is prescribing a Nine Dragons Protection Medicine for the young lady to eliminate that scumbag. As long as she takes the medicine according to the prescription I gave her, she can use the seven-day National Day holiday to properly celebrate that scumbag's seventh day memorial."

Master Fuli spoke with a composed expression.

'Fox wants a big sister! A big sister~'

But Ah Qing pretended not to hear and followed the waiter with her family to a private room in the restaurant.

"Hey, Dad, is our Musical Note Shop temporarily closed?"

"Many people have messaged me asking when our family's musical note shop will open, and asking us to stock more individually packaged sample teas."

"Furthermore, a fan asked us if we sell traditionally rolled tea."

After sitting down, A-Qing asked Yu-Zheng-Hong some questions about private messages.

Business is very important.

However, on the eve of the Mid-Autumn Festival, apart from receiving some old customers and bulk purchases, Aqing's tea shop was basically closed. Even the tea shop had to hire temporary staff to help watch over the offline business.

Yu Zhenghong and Chen Peipei had no interest in running their business; their minds were focused on the holidays and reuniting with their relatives back home.

"Tea made using the traditional kneading process?" Yu Zhenghong was taken aback when he heard A Qing mention the old process that was almost as old as himself. He said, "There are no tea factories that still use the traditional kneading process now. They might use it for small-batch trial production, but there aren't any for regular production anymore."

Since the invention of the 918 tea kneading machine, and in order to comply with food safety laws, the traditional foot-operated kneading process has long been phased out. Now, the so-called master tea-making process is said to be the master personally pressing electric buttons.

As long as the master's technique is up to par, there is no difference whether the tea is kneaded by hand or using a tea kneading machine.

otherwise.

After kneading hundreds of kilograms of tea leaves, even a master could go to the orthopedic hospital for an appointment.

"Ok?"

Hearing this, An Sheng, who was fiddling with the table, glanced at A Qing and let out a soft whimper of complaint:

"Ah Qing, don't worry about that guy. Based on my experience, the guy who messaged you has ulterior motives and is obviously a bit of a pervert."

(End of this chapter)