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Chapter 154 The Origin of Tiger Penis Wine! [Seeking Monthly Tickets~]

After reading all the information, Lin Qingsong idly started scrolling through his phone in the car.

Say something.

TikTok is definitely a time killer.

He felt like he hadn't been looking for long when the car had already stopped at the entrance of the residential area.

"That's enough for now, driver." After opening the window and greeting the community security guard, Lin Qingsong told the designated driver to leave and then asked the security guard to help him drive his car into the property's parking space.

Lin Qingsong casually grabbed a bottle of Red Bull and gave it to the security guard, then chatted with him for a few more minutes before heading back.

I looked up at the sky.

A line of poetry, seemingly chosen to fit the occasion, inexplicably popped into his mind: "The moon sets, the stars are few, and dawn is about to break."

As dawn broke, many early-rising elderly people in the community had already come out to exercise, taking advantage of the cool morning air.

Shen Xingyu's maternal grandmother was one of the elderly people in the group. She was carrying a fan and was about to go to the square not far from the community to dance when she suddenly saw a familiar figure walking back with tired steps.

"Green pine?"

"grandmother?"

When Shen Xingyu's grandmother realized it really was Lin Qingsong, she said with concern, "Child, you haven't been busy on set until this late, have you?"

She had already learned roughly what Lin Qingsong did from Shen Xingyu.

"Well, more or less." Seeing the old man's distressed look, Lin Qingsong nodded somewhat nervously and said, "Actually, I'm not that busy."

I'm not very busy; most of the work is done by others.

"Hey, it's fine for young people to focus on their careers, but they should also take care of their health!" Shen Xingyu's grandmother said, abandoning her square dancing routine and pulling Lin Qingsong aside without further ado, "Didn't you have breakfast? Come on, Grandma just cooked some porridge, have a little something to tide you over, and Grandma will fry you two eggs."

Faced with such an enthusiastic old lady, Lin Qingsong could not refuse and finally had to go back with her.

After finishing a bowl of porridge and two poached eggs, he put down his chopsticks with satisfaction and said, "Grandma, it really feels good to be full."

“Yes, the most important thing in life is to have enough to eat. Once you have enough to eat, there won’t be any problems.” Shen Xingyu’s grandmother smiled at Lin Qingsong, then said to him, “Wait here for me, I’ll go get you something.”

Ok?
Lin Qingsong felt that this scene was familiar, as if the last time Shen Xingyu's grandmother said this, she gave him a jade pendant.

I hope she's not going to give me something as a gift again this time!
Thinking of this, he took out his phone and quickly sent a message to Shen Xingyu.

If he really is Shen Xingyu's boyfriend, then he would accept anything she offers.

But he was, after all, an imposter.

It's okay to have a meal together; it's just a way to keep the elderly company and keep them entertained.

If she were to give him a jade pendant worth hundreds of thousands of yuan, wouldn't he be considered a fraudster?

But not accepting it is not an option, otherwise the scheme would be exposed.

Let's ask Shen Xingyu what to do.

It seems that Xipu Capital came to investigate this week. I wonder how Shen Xingyu handled it.

After sending her a picture of the bowl after the meal, Lin Qingsong then sent her the whole story, emphasizing that he only wanted to freeload and had absolutely no intention of taking anything with him!
After he sent the message, Shen Xingyu's grandmother also came out of the room.

"Qingsong, you should drink some wine, shouldn't you?" Shen Xingyu's maternal grandmother held a wine gourd in her hands and said with a smile, "This is medicinal wine that Xiaoyu'er's maternal grandfather made when he was alive. I think he used a recipe called something like 'Heart-Nourishing Wine.' Anyway, it's full of angelica and poria. You can try it. The old man seemed to have said that its main function is to nourish yin and calm the mind, prevent palpitations, insomnia, and mental fatigue. It's good for you to drink some of this every night when you stay up late."

Medicinal wine?

Lin Qingsong couldn't help but widen his eyes as he looked at the wine gourd in Shen Xingyu's grandmother's hand.

Could it be that the tiger penis wine was lost by Shen Xingyu's maternal grandmother?

"Grandma, Grandpa also makes medicinal wine? Is Grandpa a traditional Chinese medicine doctor?"

Upon hearing this, Shen Xingyu's grandmother smiled and nodded, saying, "Pretty much, it's an old man's family heirloom skill."

After she finished speaking, she sighed again: "The old man treated people's illnesses and cared for their health his whole life, and he passed away even before this old woman like me."

"How did Grandpa pass away?" Lin Qingsong asked, puzzled. Logically, this shouldn't have happened.

Although there are constant claims online that a certain health guru died young in his fifties, or that a certain traditional Chinese medicine practitioner died in his forties.

But most skilled traditional Chinese medicine practitioners are like Lü Jingcheng, who loves playing the drums; they are still very energetic even in their sixties or seventies.

At least the old Chinese medicine doctor who advised him not to wear underwear was almost eighty years old, yet his voice was still very loud, and he could eat two bowls of rice in one meal.

"Him," Shen Xingyu's grandmother said with a hint of helplessness, "He's so old, yet he still tries to be brave. In the dead of winter, after discovering a child had fallen into the water, he dove in. The child came up, but he got a leg cramp and couldn't get out."

"I'm sorry, Grandma." Lin Qingsong hadn't expected such a story of heroism.

"It's alright, it's all in the past." Shen Xingyu's grandmother said, handing the gourd in her hand to Lin Qingsong. "You can drink a few sips before you go to sleep. It's good for your health. If you finish it, tell your grandmother. Her grandfather didn't have any hobbies in his life. His only hobby was like my father-in-law's: he liked to make medicinal wine. The thing is, he didn't drink it. My room is almost full of it."

Case solved.

That tiger penis wine must have been left by Shen Xingyu's maternal grandfather.

To be precise, it was left by Shen Xingyu's maternal grandfather's father.

But why was the tiger penis wine thrown away?

After thinking for a moment, Lin Qingsong decided to ask his question directly.

"Grandma, I saw a jar of wine in the garbage room downstairs. It looked a bit greasy on the outside, the wine inside was yellowish, and there was a large black sediment at the bottom."

Lin Qingsong hadn't finished speaking.

Shen Xingyu's maternal grandmother said helplessly, "This? This was lost by Xiaoyuer. That child is something else. I told her not to lose it, that it was passed down from her maternal grandfather's father, but Xiaoyuer insisted that the thing had gone bad and it was not good to keep it at home."

!!!

I rely on!

The tiger penis wine actually belonged to Shen Xingyu's maternal grandmother, and it was Shen Xingyu who requested it be thrown away. He said that given the old woman's personality, she wouldn't throw away something so obviously old.

"What? Qingsong, you're interested in medicinal wine too?" Shen Xingyu's grandmother looked at Lin Qingsong curiously and said, "If you're interested, Grandma will go and pick out a few more for you. Anyway, no one drinks this one since it's just sitting at home."

Lin Qingsong was a little curious as to why Shen Xingyu's father didn't drink, but after thinking about it, he realized that neither Shen Xingyu nor her grandmother seemed to have ever mentioned her father.

Therefore, it was unwise of me to refrain from mentioning him.

However, he was in a complicated mood and didn't know whether he should accept the medicinal wine.

With the example of tiger penis wine before him, he believed that the medicinal wine left by Shen Xingyu's maternal grandfather could not be too bad.

In the end, seeing Shen Xingyu's grandmother's smiling face, she decided to accept it.

At worst, he can take Shen Xingyu fishing a few more times and then visit the old man more often when he has time.

Seeing that Lin Qingsong had accepted the medicine, Shen Xingyu's grandmother's smile widened. "Qingsong, wait here while Grandma goes to get you a few more gourds of medicinal wine."

Carrying several gourds of medicinal wine, Lin Qingsong bid farewell to Shen Xingyu's grandmother and hurried home.

Because it was still early, the He sisters had not yet gotten up.

After placing a few gourds next to the tiger penis wine, he took out his phone and sent a message to Qi Fei.

Since Shen Xingyu's maternal grandmother had given him so much medicinal wine, he thought it over and realized that the best way was to give her some of her favorite ancient books.

Photocopies are no longer enough to express my feelings; I'd rather ask Qi Fei to help me find some genuine rare and ancient books.

Although he is an antique dealer, he doesn't separate ancient books from antiques.

With his connections, he can definitely find a batch of people.

After sending the message, Lin Qingsong took a sip of the heart-nourishing wine he had just brought back, savored it for a moment, and then went to the bathroom to wash up.

Just as I lay down in bed to go to sleep, my phone suddenly lit up.

Pick it up and take a look.

It turned out that Shen Xingyu had replied to the message.

"Old Lin, just take the medicinal wine your grandma gave you. I'm quite busy these days and may not have time to go back. If you have time, please go and chat with her more often."

Upon seeing the message, Lin Qingsong replied with "OK," and then inquired about the financing situation.

When we were at the gym last time, Shen Xingyu mentioned that Xipu Capital would be coming to inspect the place this week.

Today is Tuesday, so we should have already had some initial contact.

"Things are steadily improving, Lao Lin, give me some good wishes!"

"Wishing you a smooth Series A funding round, Sister Yu, and a quick signing of the agreement!"

Sister Yu transferred 8888 yuan to you (Note: Thank you for your kind words!)

After seeing the note, Lin Qingsong clicked "accept" without any qualms.

We didn't get this money for nothing; we paid with sixteen words of truth!

"[Transfer accepted] Sister Yu, I've found another great fishing spot. Shall we go fishing together to celebrate after the contract is signed?"

"No problem!!! Looking forward to another burst of good luck!!!"

After chatting for a few more minutes, Lin Qingsong finally put down his phone and went to sleep.

This happens every day.

It's only because he's in good health that he's healthy; otherwise, if he were to work day and night like this every day, he would probably be ruined long ago.

戒.
No.

Do not abstain.

Just take it easy.

If I don't get further systemic support, I'll need to get at least three days of normal sleep a week!

Two days is fine too.

Lowest price of the day!

After thinking about random things for a while, Lin Qingsong finally fell asleep peacefully.

It's about three o'clock in the afternoon.

After waking up, Lin Qingsong sat up in bed and stretched contentedly.

It feels so good to sleep for eight hours straight.

He squinted at the bright sunlight outside the window, then leaned back on the bed and picked up his phone to check his messages.

As soon as WeChat is opened.

Zhang Ruonan's news was the first to pop up.

One photo was of her with a bear-shaped biscuit, and the other was of a dark, indistinct object. The next two photos were accompanied by two audio messages.

Click on the first item.

"Ta-da! Brother Lin, don't these freshly baked bear-shaped cookies look delicious?!"

Bear Cookies
Lin Qingsong scratched his head, almost wanting to send her a message: "No teddy bear, I want chiffon cake!"

But I held back and casually clicked on the second voice message.

"I'm sorry, Brother Lin, I've been learning how to make chiffon cake for several days, but it just doesn't taste good. I'll try again later! I'll definitely learn how to make chiffon cake!"

(End of this chapter)