Fen Ye's eyes widened, and he blurted out another curse, "Fuck!"
Qin Jingchen suddenly opened his eyes, and Fen Ye quickly corrected himself, "I mean, I'll go get her some tissues!"
Fen Ye's hand was blocked.
He looked at Qin Jingchen in surprise, only to hear the usually continuous sound of Buddha Beads suddenly stop with a click.
After a pause of several seconds, the sound of the Buddha Beads resumed, but the rhythm was not as calm and forceful as usual.
Qin Jingchen handed his own towel to Jiang Zhe, "My driver apologizes to you. Use this."
The stain of mud and water on Jiang Zhe's delicate white legs left mottled marks, arousing a desire to destroy something.
It also caused the sound of Qin Jingchen's Buddha Beads to be slightly delayed.
The driver and Fen Ye were stunned.
Qin Jingchen using his own towel for a stranger?
Was that necessary? It was an issue that could be solved with tissues.
The key was, that fox... no, the girl, she didn't even take it!
Jiang Zhe raised her head, and her eyes met Qin Jingchen's, the man's strikingly stunning features invading her sight.
She recognized him as the man she had seen on the bus yesterday, and his two apologies seemed sincere.
"Forget it, no need."
She opened her bag and took out some tissues.
The snow fungus she hadn't taken out yesterday was partially revealed.
Qin Jingchen's gaze sharpened slightly, "Excuse my boldness, but where did you buy this snow... mushroom?"
Jiang Zhe looked down and saw that it was the snow fungus Jiang Yaowang had intended to give to Jiang Fanyue; Jiang Fanyue didn't want it, so she just kept it in her bag and forgot to take it out, considering it her own now.
"Found it," Jiang Zhe replied calmly, her cheeks twitching slightly.
"Since you found it, why not sell it to me?" Qin Jingchen opened the car door and stood beside Jiang Zhe.
The slender girl was not short, but she barely reached his chin.
Fen Ye thought to himself again, "Fuck," was this the same Qin who was devoted to Buddha and who kept well away from the charms of women?
"Okay," Jiang Zhe agreed readily.
That thing was just taking up space in her bag, anyway.
"Two bags, give me thirty," Jiang Zhe said generously as she took them out.
Qin Jingchen extended his hand, "A gentleman does not take what others cherish, one bag is enough."
His fingers were very slender, his nails trimmed smoothly and neatly, clean and tidy.
Jiang Zhe pulled up the payment code and handed it to him.
Seeing that he had scanned it, Jiang Zhe casually put away her phone and walked forward without much concern.
When she heard the notification sound for the payment, Jiang Zhe glanced down and saw the incoming amount was three million!
That was five zeros more than what she had said.
Such an excess amount couldn't possibly be a slip of the finger.
She turned back, but the luxury car had already slid far away.
Wealthy people!
Did he recognize it was snow fungus?
Well, it was normal for such a rich person to recognize it.
But the number made her slightly uncomfortable.
On the car, Fen Ye held the big bag of dark mushrooms and questioned life, "Such a big bag! Such a big bag!"
It was only when the snow fungus production hadn't decreased that he had seen snow fungus in such large bags.
With production having decreased these past few years, it really has become hard to come by.
"Jingchen, I'm not doubting your judgment, the things you're sure of are definitely not wrong. But Tremella looks so dark and murky, and it's still murky after cooking, and there isn't much of a taste when you eat it. Many people who have tried it can't describe its texture, which makes it hard to distinguish between the real and the fake Tremella on the black market. How did you recognize it at first glance?" Fen Ye looked it over, surely Jingchen hasn't been blinded by beauty, leading to a misjudgment, right?
"Won't you know after eating it?" Qin Jingchen's voice was calm but uncompromisingly firm.
"That's true, after all, it's just mushrooms, eating them won't do any harm. I hope eating them will at least let Grandma Qin sleep peacefully for a few nights."
...
Jiang Zhe quickly arrived at Ash Street Middle School, and class was already in session. When she reached the dormitory, there were still people who hadn't gotten up.
Accustomed to such an environment, she sat down at her own desk, took out her phone, and logged onto a website.
She checked the tasks posted there and casually selected three.
Suddenly, messages came in.
Yang Feiliu Can't Fly: Xiaozhe, you're only taking on these few tasks? All these add up to just nine million, isn't that using a sledgehammer to crack a nut?
J: Itchy hands.
Yang Feiliu Can't Fly: ...
Yang Feiliu Can't Fly: Last time F Country offered you a billion to take out the neighboring country's military aviation radar system, and you didn't have itchy hands then.
J: A gentleman loves money, in a righteous way.
Yang Feiliu's mouth twitched, a gentleman...
Jiang Zhe closed the chat box and began to casually work on her tasks.
Fifteen seconds later, she had completed all three tasks.
Yang Feiliu Can't Fly: Freakish hand speed!
Ding, a notification for the transfer of nine million came through on Jiang Zhe's phone.
She glanced at it and transferred the earlier three million, along with the new amount, into an account.
...
The September sunlight was still a bit dazzling, and the heat in the afternoon made people irrationally restless.
Jiang Zhe carried her bag and walked out of the school, bought some things at a pharmacy, then headed to a corner of the farmers market.
A woman in her fifties was busily loading oil and rice into her small truck, sweating profusely.
Jiang Zhe walked up and picked up several heavy items to place in her truck.
"Xiaozhe, leave them, I'll do it!" The woman hurried over.
Jiang Zhe didn't stop and quickly helped load the items into the truck.
"Is it just you again?" Jiang Zhe asked.
"The new aunts that were hired at the orphanage thought the environment was poor and left. The other aunts have to take care of the children, right?" She laughed openly, "But I'll tell you, we just received a huge donation of twelve million, from that same anonymous philanthropist as before. This time, we'll have enough for the library, the playground, and the therapeutic equipment. Once we get that, hiring a few more aunts won't be a problem at all."
She spoke cheerfully, and seeing Jiang Zhe wasn't concerned, she stopped and handed her a bottle of water.
Jiang Zhe took it and opened her bag: "Aunty Kang, these medicines are for the children."
Aunty Kang was the head of the orphanage; when Jiang Zhe was there, she had been cared for by Aunty Kang during her initial days.
Director Kang took the medicines and noticed the detailed instructions for usage and dosage, some even had the children's names on them.
In the orphanage, the children who were physically and mentally healthy had mostly been adopted.
The rest all had irreversible congenital diseases and required lifelong medication, which meant a great expense for medical supplies.
She smiled: "That's wonderful, your medicines always hit the spot. But Xiaozhe, you must also take care of yourself first. I heard you moved out of the Jiang Family's house?"
"Small matter." Jiang Zhe finished handing over the medicines and casually stuffed a bag of Tremella into Director Kang's hands, "Take this back for some nourishment."
Director Kang treasured the items, as the things Jiang Zhe gave were always of a different quality and effectiveness from what was available on the market.
"Right, Xiaozhe, if you see Xiao Meng, could you please talk to her for me? I've noticed she seems to be in a very poor mental state recently."