Yu Qing smiled happily. He didn't have to worry anymore. He clapped his hands happily and really found the feeling of hitting it off. "Sir, don't worry. If I ask how your teaching was, I will definitely praise you for your profound knowledge and the students have benefited a lot. What do you think?" ?”
Mr. Ming wrapped himself in a blanket and hummed: "You have to have a minimum appearance. You should at least write a few pages, right? Just find something and copy a few pieces of paper."
"Okay, listen to sir." Yu Qing agreed obediently.
However, he is not a vegetarian. Mr. Ming can make money while sleeping, so he cannot do anything. At this point, he is not a self-destructive person. He rolled his eyes and tried to ask again. Said: "Sir, I heard that you also take care of students from another school?"
Mr. Ming hummed, as if he was about to fall asleep, and said vaguely: "Unlike you, that boy is still a boy who learns step by step."
That's not what Yu Qing wanted to ask, "Sir, that family should be a rich one too, right?"
He felt that the person who could be friends with Mr. Zhong and could afford to hire him must also be a rich man.
Mr. Ming hummed again, "He comes from a wealthy family..." Suddenly he felt something was wrong. He suddenly opened his eyes and suddenly woke up. He turned around and stared at him eagerly, "Why do you ask this?"
The look in his eyes seemed to suggest that Yu Qing was going to commit robbery.
Yu Qing hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Sir, don't misunderstand me. Don't misunderstand me. I'll show you something good first." After saying that, he ran away immediately.
What the hell? Mr. Ming's sleepiness was wiped out. He slowly sat up and yawned one after another. He was indeed indulgent last night.
After a while, Yu Qing came back and brought in a complete set of tea sets. He placed them in front of the low couch, sat opposite and pointed at a metal can, "This is a good thing."
Mr. Ming bent one leg and hugged his knees, waiting to see what happened.
Yu Qing unscrewed the lid of the jar, pulled out a thin silk thread and pulled out a strange insect with a big head and a small body. It was a fire cricket.
The fire cricket was also used to being carried by him. The six jointed limbs with sharp barbs moved once, and then they hung there motionless like a hanged man.
"..." Mr. Ming blinked again and again. He thought it was the woman sent by the Zhongfu last night who had overindulged and dazzled him. He rubbed his eyes. Yes, it was an insect. At most, it was a strange one. beetle.
He thought the metal jar was a tea jar and thought he was getting fine tea to satisfy his appetite, but he didn't expect it to be a bug.
He couldn't help but gnash his teeth and said, "Walking dogs, fighting chickens, and raising bugs. I'm afraid your rich people's hobbies are not suitable for me. You can go and have fun on your own." He lay down and continued to sleep.
Yu Qing hurriedly shouted, "Sir, I have misunderstood. Wait a moment, I will open your eyes."
"Oh." Mr. Ming waited patiently.
Yu Qing immediately added some water to the small teapot, then took the insect and sank it into the water of the teapot.
Mr. Ming's eyelids jumped when he saw it. There were bugs in the teapot. Why did it look a little disgusting?
But something strange happened soon. The teapot seemed to be glowing red, and heat was gradually rising.
what's the situation? Mr. Ming immediately knelt down and sat up. He reached his head and looked into the pot. He saw that the insects soaked in the water were glowing red. The water in the teapot also boiled quickly, making a gurgling sound.
Yu Qing held up the silk thread and said, "Don't worry about the insects being dirty. Rinse them with boiling water first."
After rinsing, the insect was picked up. As soon as the insect came out of the water, it struggled a little and settled down. The red light on its body gradually disappeared.
He poured out the water in the small teapot, rinsed it with clean water, poured it out again, and added water to the pot again. This time, the water was relatively full. Yu Qing then sank the bugs into the bottom of the teapot.
The problem is that after entering the water, there is no movement. It sinks to the bottom, and then a red light starts to appear on the body.
"Won't you drown?" Mr. Ming tried to ask.
"No, this little guy can't be killed by fire or drowned by water." Yu Qing promised, and he was not lying. He couldn't be drowned in the lava, and it was naturally difficult to drown in the water.
And this fire cricket has been played with by him for more than two months. He soaked it in water every day along the way. It has been tamed into a rhythm. As soon as it enters the water, it knows what it should do. Otherwise, Yu Qing will wonder why it doesn't respond. He always pokes it in the belly with chopsticks.
Over time and often, even a fool can form a habit.
At this time, the fire cricket knows that it is time to boil water, and cooperates without saying a word.
Soon, a pot of water was boiling, and Mr. Ming was amazed to see it.
Yu Qing picked up the fire cricket on a string and threw it back into the jar, then threw the tea leaves into the boiling water.
When the tea was brewed, Yu Qing poured a cup for the teacher first, stretched out his hand to indicate that he would like to use it, and then poured himself a cup. He put down the teapot and saw that the teacher was hesitant to taste it, so he burst out laughing, and took a few sips of the tea himself. He said: "Sir, don't worry, it's not poisonous, it's clean, there will definitely be no problems."
The confidence of this sentence was found out by testing it with many people, first Chong'er, then Xu Fei, and later he asked Chong'er to bring tea to other candidates from time to time. Along the way, there were at least dozens of candidates who had been drinking for at least a few months. Only when he saw that there was no problem at all did he dare to drink with confidence and make the final confirmation.
The head of the dignified Linglongguan is really serious about making some money.
Mr. Ming was also a little curious. Seeing that Yu Qing had drank it himself, he also held a cup of tea and slowly took a few sips to taste it. After tasting it, he shook his head and said, "I thought it had some special taste, just like tea."
This is denying the results of more than two months of experiments! Yu Qing's eyes widened and he reminded: "Sir, as long as there is no other taste, who would dare to drink it if it has taste?"
Mr. Ming thought for a while and realized that the tea was not bad, so he picked it up and tasted it slowly.
Yu Qing put down the tea cup, rubbed his hands, and pointed at the metal jar, "Sir, do you know what this thing is?"
Mr. Ming sipped his tea and said, "I'd like to hear the details."
Yu Qing: "This thing is called Fire Cricket. Sir, have you ever heard of Youya in Youjiaobu? This thing is something that even Youya has sent out a mission to find. It usually lives deep underground and survives in the molten earth." In the pulp..." crackling introduction.
Mr. Ming listened patiently.
He has been hanging out in the capital for a long time, and he can be considered a frequent visitor to wealthy people's homes. In this world where demons and humans coexist, is there anything strange? He has broadened his horizons, so bugs that can boil water will not surprise him.
At least he has more knowledge than a country boy like Yu Qing.
After listening, he put down the tea cup and asked, "What do you want to say?"
Yu Qing said happily: "Don't you think this thing is a rare thing and can be lived in?"
Mr. Ming said, "Then what?"
Yu Qing hurriedly served him more tea: "The other family that I teach may be interested in this thing. You might as well help the students to find out whether they are willing to buy it. Or maybe there are other wealthy families that I know. Anyone can help and ask, students are sincerely selling.”
Mr. Ming's eyelids twitched and he asked, "How much is your sincere sale price?"
Yu Qing made a 'cross' sign with his hands.
Mr. Ming sighed, "For ten taels of silver, don't bother others. Forget it, I want it."
Yu Qing's face sank, "Sir, this is a big joke. How could the fire cricket on Youya's mission be worth only ten taels? I mean one hundred thousand taels!"
"How much?" Mr. Ming asked in surprise.
Yu Qing took the price in a steady tone, "One hundred thousand taels!"
Mr. Ming immediately stretched out his hand, picked up the hanging fire cricket from the jar with a silk thread, and looked around in circles, but he couldn't see anything attractive about it. After looking at it carefully, he put it back and asked, "What's the point of buying this?"
Yu Qing: "It can boil water to make tea! It's much faster than a charcoal stove. You can boil a pot in five figures."
Mr. Ming blinked, raised his hand to touch his beard on his chin, and said nothing, waiting for the next step.
Yu Qing coughed dryly. After finishing his words, he felt that the value was a bit thin, so he added: "It can also boil more boiling water. When it is inconvenient to go out, not to mention making tea, you can even use hot water for bathing." If you can help, let’s burn it together.”
Mr. Ming: "That's all?"
Yu Qing chuckled and said: "If you can boil water, you can also make fire, and you can also set fire."
Mr. Ming was puzzled, "Is there more?"
Yu Qing said awkwardly: "Sir, it's just a bug, don't make things too difficult for it. It's already very good to have this ability. It's already very rare. It's a rare thing to live in!"
"A rare thing to live in?" Mr. Ming glanced at him, and his look almost said, "Do you think I'm stupid?" He took a sip of tea and said, "Do rich people lack someone to boil water to make tea? How inconvenient can it be for rich people to go out and have to rely on a bug?"
Yu Qing hurriedly said: "Isn't it because of Mr.'s face? Some people may be interested in Mr.'s face. How about I don't let you help me in vain? As long as I sell it, I will give you 20% of it?"
"A bug costs a hundred thousand taels. How dare you say anything? Well, I can't bear it. You'd better find someone else to sell it." After saying this, Mr. Ming pulled the blanket over himself and lay down again.
Yu Qing immediately walked around to him, squatted at the end of the short couch, stretched out five fingers, "Fifty thousand, sir, what do you think?"
Cut in half at once? Mr. Ming opened his eyes and glanced at him, closed his eyes again, and completely ignored him this time...
Towards evening, Mr. Ming woke up and left without accepting the Zhong Mansion's banquet.
That night, the big bones were delivered, and Yu Qing let the fire crickets eat them to his fill.
Taking advantage of the darkness, he carried a fire cricket as big as an egg in his belly several times to the small pond in the yard, sank the fire cricket into the water, let it put a few bubbles in the water, and then brought it back, letting the fire The cricket ate until it was full several times before giving up.
The next morning, when Butler Li was taking a routine walk in the east courtyard, he suddenly stopped when he passed the small pond, squatted down and muttered, "Why has the water turned black?"
It took Yu Qing such a boring day for half a month before anything happened.
Outside the gate of Zhong Mansion, a young boy approached timidly. It was none other than Chong'er.
Chong'er lingered at the door a few times, wanting to get closer but hesitating.
Later, the concierge felt something was wrong and took the initiative to show up and scold him, "What are you doing sneakily?"
