With the purchasing system in hand, he is worshipped as a god by international students

"So sudden? How did he get sick?" Qiu Ling heard that it is more difficult for the elderly to recover from illness than for ordinary people.

Thinking about the naughty old man, Uncle Wang, now lying sick in bed, the picture is a bit pitiful.

This question made Wang Yilong's face change from heavy to disappointed: "I told him not to go winter swimming, but he insisted on going.

I was competing with my old comrade in endurance, but I spent too much time in the water and got a fever when I got home!"

"Uh... the old man is quite tough."

Wang Yilong rubbed his temples, "The key is that he still lost."

"This may make Master Wang more uncomfortable than a fever."

"I'd better assign him a bodyguard first."

Qiu Ling subconsciously asked: "Is it so serious?"

"Because he will dare to do it again next time." Wang Yilong's face was bitter.

If you think about it carefully, it really seems like something Uncle Wang would do.

Qiu Ling thought that after she put the iron pot stewed rice on the table, she would take some things to visit the old man.

Ask Wang Yilong if he wants to join us.

Wang Yilong's face turned pale and blue, "You go by yourself. I can't step into that room now."

When Qiu Ling wanted to ask why, the phone in his office rang.

Qiu Ling left tactfully and went to the finance department to get the invoice.

evening.

After finishing the work at the warehouse, Qiu Ling went to the supermarket to buy a few boxes of supplements and came to Uncle Wang's house.

Passing by his house, there was a man riding a bicycle selling beggar's chicken. After hearing Uncle Wang mention it a few times, saying that it tasted very good, Qiu Ling stopped and queued up to buy one.

I carried my things into the yard and saw that the light was on in the house.

Qiu Ling stood at the door and called out, "Uncle Wang, I'm here to see you."

She was responded with a few soft "puppy" barks.

Qiu Ling: Are you hallucinating?

Why does Uncle Wang keep a dog?

"Is that Xiao Qiu? Come in." After a moment, Uncle Wang's powerful voice came from the room!

Qiu Ling walked into the house carrying things and saw an extremely heartwarming scene.

Uncle Wang squatted on the ground, tearing the cooked beef into small pieces and feeding them to the furry children on the ground.

"Ahhh~" The furry kid held Uncle Wang's hand and ate the meat in small bites, making a satisfied gurgling sound from his mouth.

But, this is not a puppy at all, it's clearly a tabby kitten!

It is soft and cute, and small. It looks at you with its watery eyes, as if everything in the world has become soft, and even the hardest heart will be melted by its cuteness!

Duoduo is a man of action. He walked forward with a loving look in his eyes, but ended up digging the kitten's belly with his clumsy hands and feet.

The little kitten was pushed over, lying on the ground with its legs spread out, and howling towards the sky. The sound was so thin and sharp, as if it was tickling its heart.

Duoduo looked at Qiu Ling helplessly, then at the kitten on the ground, as if saying: It's so light that it seems to weigh only two taels of meat, it fell down with just a slight arch, this is obviously a scam!

Uncle Wang laughed loudly: "Silly dog, my little Hua is only one month old, please don't play with her to death, go away!"

Duoduo stood there, glancing at the old man with a wronged look on his face.

"Woof..." Vadasi is no longer the old man's favorite...

It stamped its feet and stood aside, pretending to be depressed.

Qiu Ling was used to it, so he let it go. While putting the gift on the table, he asked, "By the way, you competed with your old comrade in winter swimming endurance and ended up in the hospital. Are you okay now?"

"How do you know?" Uncle Wang asked at first, then he understood and said, "You went to the factory."

Qiu Ling nodded, and suddenly asked slyly, "Did you win, or did your comrade win?"

Uncle Wang puffed out his chest proudly: "Of course I won! When he was in the army, he was not as good as me. Now that he is old, he can't beat me, hum~"

As expected, the old man's vanity is simply too great to hide!

Qiu Ling laughed and teased him: "Why did I hear that you lost?"

"Bullshit! I clearly soaked it for 0.01 seconds longer than him!" Uncle Wang was so angry that his dentures were about to fly out again. He quickly blocked them with his hands. After straightening the dentures, he said angrily: "It must be that damn kid Wang Yilong who is trying to bully me. I don't like him!"

"So, you just kept Xiaohua at home?" Qiu Ling pointed at the cat, "Grandpa, you have a really bad temper."

Uncle Wang was extremely angry.

“No!

I originally thought that he was afraid of dogs, so I caught a kitten to raise, but I didn’t expect that he was afraid of cats too!

You are in your fifties and still afraid of small animals. It would bring shame to my Wang family if anyone knew about it!

Anyway, there is no way I will send Xiaohua away. Look, it is so cute. Since I brought it back, this is its home!

That unfilial son can go wherever he wants if he doesn't keep nagging me. I can live another ten years."

He also said that he was not very aggressive and was so excited that his face and neck turned red.

Qiu Ling was afraid that he would turn around, so she quickly brought the beggar's chicken to the table and changed the subject: "Okay, okay, whatever you say is what I'll do.

Well, didn’t you say last time that you liked beggar’s chicken? I passed by and saw someone selling it today, so I bought one.”

The old man was angry one second and smiling happily the next.

Uncle Wang: "It has to be you, Xiao Qiu! I'll go get the dishes from the kitchen!"

He struggled to get up, but Qiu Ling helped him sit on the recliner. "You should take a rest. I'll get it."

Go into the kitchen.

He took out a heavy lump of "mud" from the bag, placed it on the table and used a rolling pin to knock off the thick mud. The wind created by the forceful swing of the rolling pin carried a strong aroma of wine.

The crispy baked soil is easy to clean, and the lotus leaves are opened layer by layer until the last layer. The mellow aroma of wine mixed with the fresh aroma of lotus leaves and the rich aroma of chicken hit your nose!

As for the chicken itself, its golden skin was covered with shiny oil. The chicken leg could be easily pulled off the bone, and the pulled chicken leg still dripped with clear oil.

Qiu Ling swallowed madly and carried the plate to the front hall without blinking.

"Oh my, it smells so good!" Uncle Wang took a deep breath, his face full of intoxication.

Qiu Ling handed him one of the chicken legs, and the old man took it and started chewing it. "Delicious, yeah, delicious!" He gestured with his hands and feet, "I tell you, the guy selling beggar's chicken is very casual. He usually only sets up a stall when he wants to. It's rare to meet him. You're lucky."

"Maybe I know you're greedy." Qiu Ling responded vaguely.

Seeing Qiu Ling eating like a little hamster, Uncle Wang was extremely pleased and couldn't help asking, "How is it? Does it taste good?"

Qiu Ling nodded wildly: "The chicken is tender and juicy, and it falls off the bones with just a bite. It seems that all the seasonings have been soaked into every inch of the skin and meat through roasting. Not only does it not have a fishy smell, but the aftertaste is also full of the aroma of chicken, lotus leaves and wine!

It’s light, but the flavors are very rich!”

If this beggar's chicken were put on the system for sale, it would easily make a foreigner cry with envy.

Qiu Ling stuffed a big chicken leg into his mouth, and when he spat it out a few seconds later, it turned into a piece of bone.

Duoduo stuck out his tongue, wagged his tail, and stood in front of Qiu Ling, with expectations high!

Qiu Ling threw it casually, Duoduo jumped up and opened his mouth to grab the bone before it fell to the ground.

"Hahahahaha~"

Soon the chicken was eaten by an old man, a young dog, and not even a bone was left.

Because the little kitten was too small, it just stood aside and watched, drooling and meowing with greed.

After eating and drinking to her heart's content, Qiu Ling smacked her lips, feeling a little unsatisfied.

I wanted to stay a little longer to digest the food.

But outside, sporadic snow had started to fall without her noticing. Qiu Ling was afraid that heavy snow would block her vision on the way back, so she suggested visiting Grandpa Wang next time.

Uncle Wang said goodbye to Qiu Ling reluctantly.

Duoduo also took the opportunity to lick Xiaohua's head, making the kitten wet. Then it proudly wagged its tail and said goodbye.

The furry little kitten suddenly turned into a bald head with a few strands of hair twisted together, which made Uncle Wang very angry. He said that he would definitely avenge Xiaohua next time!

After leaving the yard, Qiu Ling saw the middle-aged man who sold beggar's chicken packing up and preparing to go home.

Qiu Ling walked up to him and stopped him, asking if he could purchase in bulk.

The middle-aged man said calmly: "Making beggar's chicken is just my hobby, not my job. If you want to eat it, just come over from time to time. If you can eat it, it's fate. If you can't eat it, it means you have no destiny."

His attitude was so firm that he didn't give Qiu Ling time to continue persuading her, and he rode away on his bike.

Qiu Ling heard seven words from the middle-aged uncle's words: "Do whatever you want." What a wonderful mental state. I hope that one day I can be such a person.

It’s just a bit regrettable that I didn’t get any benefits for the students who stayed here.

But on second thought, the foreigners didn't know about the beggar's chicken incident, and she could still come over to steal some from time to time. How could this be considered a pity?