RPAGF Chapter 188 Internal Force
Chapter 188 Internal Force
On this day, the village wells were thoroughly cleaned, and the men repaired the roofs and windows of the houses that had not collapsed. They also cut down a lot of wood and bamboo from the hillside behind the village and piled them up, intending to hire a carpenter to make furniture.
Many families didn't have beds in their houses, but luckily they had woven a lot of straw mats beforehand, which came in handy while the beds were still unmade.
The women gathered firewood, cut grass, cooked, and tidied the house. With the two sides working together, the once desolate village was transformed into a village full of life and warmth in a single day.
Having just settled in, Meng Bochang was busy every day, but the smile on his face never stopped. He was thinking about finding a place to build a shed tomorrow, a large place where all the livestock could be temporarily housed.
Meng Fuqing's family.
After tidying up the things they had stolen from Changping Prefecture to sell, as Niu Er and the others loaded boxes of goods onto the cart, Meng Fuqing said to Yan He, "Tomorrow, choose two people from among Niu Er to take to the prefectural city with you to the pawnshop. Remember to keep accounts, and you'll get a share of the money from the sales."
Yan He's eyes suddenly lit up, "How much will you give me?"
Meng Fuqing held up one finger, "These things belong to both me and Young Master Xie. You get 10%, and the more we sell, the more we get. You pay the helpers you chose."
Yan He wasn't worried about the amount and was full of enthusiasm. "Just wait and see, Qing. Tomorrow you can just count the money."
Tomorrow, Meng Fuqing also plans to go to the prefectural city. The place she and Shan Qiyu chose has no shortage of beds, but the bed legs or the bed frame have been chewed by rats. It can barely be slept on a mat with stones underneath.
The Lin family had previously acquired a lot of furniture, so going to the prefectural city would be a good way to gain some recognition.
That evening, Meng Fuqing invited Niu Er and the others to stay at his home for dinner, and the area in front of the large open-air pot was crowded with people eager to help.
Seeing that he was making things worse by trying to help, Shan Qiyu left one of the men tending the fire, and told the other tall, burly men who were in the way to sit aside and wait.
Before long, a sumptuous meal was served, along with a pot of wine that Meng Fuqing had taken out of his spatial storage.
No one asked where the wine came from; it was simply from the looting they had done in Changping Prefecture, where they had stolen all sorts of odds and ends.
Knowing that Meng Fuqing and Niu Er had something to say, Shan Qiyu and the two younger ones brought the food into the house to eat.
Meng Fuqing poured himself a glass of wine, raised the glass, and said, "Thank you, Brother Niu Er, for helping me a lot along the way with your brothers. Although you consider yourselves my subordinates, I regard you as my elder brothers in my heart. I hope that I can make sure that you will never regret your choice."
As she spoke, she downed the wine in the small cup in one gulp.
The taste, which she hadn't experienced in a long time, stimulated her, and she squinted her eyes. Suddenly, she thought of something—she wondered if this body could get drunk.
You should drink less.
With these thoughts in mind, Niu Er and the others hadn't even had a drink yet when Meng Fuqing's words had already gotten to them.
"Boss, what are you saying! What I, Niu Er, say is what I mean, and I never regret it!"
Huang Dali also said, "I've lived for over twenty years and I've never seen girls like the eldest brother and Miss Yan. Our team is such a lucky place, producing two like them!"
"The boss really has a good eye; almost everyone under him has gone astray!"
He chuckled twice, and the others couldn't help but laugh too.
Yan He slapped the table with a laugh, "Huang Dali, right? You're quite the flatterer! You've praised everyone at the table, including yourself!"
Everyone chatted and laughed, eating and drinking, creating a lively atmosphere.
When Meng Fuqing drank his first cup of wine, he felt his face getting hot, as if he was getting drunk. Later, he drank another cup with the people at the table, and his drunkenness became more and more obvious.
While she was still relatively clear-headed, she handed the prepared items to Niu Er.
"I was planning to give these to you earlier, but I've been busy these past few days... Since you're following me, you can't be worse off than the people under Boss Du. You can take these and divide them up."
Brother Niu lifted the red silk on the tray, and the sight of the gleaming silver made everyone at the table, except for Meng Fuqing, stare in disbelief.
"Boss, this..."
Meng Fuqing rubbed his forehead, his voice becoming slurred, "Remember, if I find out you're gambling at the casino, don't blame me for being ruthless."
After saying that, Meng Fuqing helped Yan He stand up by the shoulder. He swayed slightly and realized a beat later that this body was a lightweight.
She wanted to go back and try activating her supernatural abilities to see if it could sober her up, so she waved her hand and said, "You guys eat well, I'm going back to my room..."
Yan He realized that Meng Fuqing was drunk, so he quickly went over and helped him back into the house.
After closing the door, Meng Fuqing went to wash up in her spatial dimension in a daze. After coming out of the spatial dimension, she sat on the bed and meditated.
She tried to use her supernatural abilities to sober up, but after drinking, her supernatural abilities seemed to have a mind of their own and were running rampant inside her body.
Her brows were furrowed, and although her mind was somewhat muddled, a small corner of it still retained the ability to think.
Since both supernatural abilities and internal energy are forms of energy, is it possible to mobilize supernatural abilities based on the content of basic mental cultivation techniques?
Thinking this, she began to explore on her own. The process was much more difficult than when she first began to comprehend the mental cultivation method. Beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, and she looked somewhat pained.
During this time, she became completely unresponsive to the outside world and was completely unaware that there was another person in the room.
After an unknown amount of time, Meng Fuqing suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze clear for a moment before becoming unfocused again.
He murmured to himself, "My dantian... my internal energy... it can't even cure this hangover..."
As she spoke, she felt drowsy due to her drunkenness, and slowly lay back as she closed her eyes.
A hand gently supported her and laid her down, while a voice, tinged with laughter, softly whispered in her ear: "Meng Fuqing, what are you saying?"
Even though he was still drunk and extremely sleepy, Meng Fuqing still subconsciously tried to restrain the person who came, but his wrist was grabbed by the person.
The man introduced himself, "It's me, Xie Jin."
Meng Fuqing opened his eyes and saw the face of the person who came in. It was a handsome face without any disguise or mask.
A slight smile played on her lips: "Xie Jin, from now on, you won't need to carry me anymore..."
Xie Jin: ...
It feels like I've shot myself in the foot.
He narrowed his eyes, opened his lips as if to say something, but suddenly realized that the two of them were actually quite close.
My ears felt a little hot.
He tried to sit up and cover Meng Fuqing with the blanket, but his cheek was brushed against something very soft and slightly damp.
The culprit whispered, "Here's a reward for you, you're quite a sight..."
After saying something he couldn't understand, the person beneath him fell asleep.
Xie Jin's ears turned bright red. After straightening up, he helped Meng Fuqing cover herself with the blanket, stood silently for a long time, and then suddenly said out of the blue, "You better remember tomorrow."
Some people slept soundly and refreshed, while others didn't sleep a wink all night.
The next day, after Meng Fuqing woke up, she did not forget that she had gained internal energy, nor did she forget that Xie Jin had come. However, perhaps she was too tired at the time, and she forgot what had happened before she fell asleep.
She walked around the room and found nothing extra or missing. What was Xie Jin doing here yesterday?
For a moment she was puzzled, then she couldn't help but rub her forehead. It seemed she couldn't touch alcohol anymore; not only did it cause trouble, but the reaction was also too severe.
Thinking this, she put the matter out of her mind when Meng Ali called her to eat.
After finishing their meal, she drove the mule cart, while Yan He and the other two drove three horse-drawn carriages together, heading towards the prefectural city.