Translator:
Henyee Translations
Editor:
Henyee Translations
Feng Wu had been living in Northern Border City for five years.
During these five years, she never gave up on herself like the people in the imperial capital assumed she would. On the contrary, the cheerful and lively Feng Wu connected with the local people and got along very well with them. She was well-known to the locals.
After removing her disguise and walking out of that alley, she was greeted by everyone she met on her way.
Miss Feng Wu, here, here.
An old female vegetable vendor in her sixties beckoned at Feng Wu.
Grandma Zhang, how can I help you?
Feng Wu went up to the old lady with a grin.
The weather’s been getting cold lately. Is your arthritis acting up again? If so, come to my house and I’ll write you a prescription for it.
Grandma Zhang couldn’t stop smiling. She turned to a middle-aged man next to her and sang Feng Wu’s praises.
Not only is Miss Feng such a pretty young lady, she has the kindest heart. I was bedridden last time from my arthritis and thought I would never be able to walk again. Miss Feng prescribed me some herbal medicines and I was back on my feet!
You don’t say!
the middle-aged man chimed in.
My boy tripped and fell last time. He was throwing up, he had palpitations, and he kept twitching. The doctors couldn’t do anything about it. They even told me to start preparing his funeral. It almost gave me a heart attack! My neighbors all told me to go find Miss Feng.
Feng Wu chuckled awkwardly. She wanted to leave, but Grandma Zhang wouldn’t let go of her hands.
Please set her free. She wanted to go back home and refine that Nine Transformation Spirit Restoration Pill! Ah —
The middle-aged man was still talking in great excitement.
So, I picked up Puppy, my boy, and took him to the Feng family manor. Miss Feng stuck a few silver needles in him and he was alive! She’s such an amazing doctor! I bet she used to be an immortal once!
Feng Wu was embarrassed by the middle-aged man’s exaggeration and waved her hands in a hurry.
Uncle Zhao, it really wasn’t that big a deal. I only did what I could to help. I was glad to help.
Uncle Zhao said,
But it was a very big deal to me! You’ve saved my entire family! Miss Feng, this elk leg is still fresh. Please take it.
Feng Wu tried to decline the offer.
Uncle Zhao, I really shouldn’t —
Of course you should! Miss Feng, you’re saying that because you don’t have anything to carry it with, right? There, I have a clean wicker basket here. I’ll put the leg in and you can carry it over your shoulders. Your brother will love it.
Miss Feng, this is Snow Golden-Eye Beast breast meat. Make some jerky with it. It’ll be perfect for Young Master Feng to snack on.
Miss Feng, here are some Green Orchid Cabbages, they’re just some seasonal greens. Please take some to make an extra dish for the young master’s dinner.
Feng Wu smacked her forehead. Had everyone already learnt what a glutton Feng Xiaoqi was?
She wanted to turn them down, but the local people were simply too enthusiastic. Led by Grandma Zhang and Uncle Zhao, they kept stuffing more food into that wicker basket. Before long, it was filled to the brim.
Feng Wu was speechless.
Alright, thank you so much for all your kindness. Please go back to your business, I’m off —
Feng Wu waved at them.
Just then —
One moment, please. Wait —
A teenage girl hurried toward Feng Wu with a blue and white porcelain bowl in her hands.
Lin Ling?
Feng Wu recognized the girl, who was her age.
Do you need help at your wonton stall?
Lin Ling wasn’t particularly pretty, but she had the brightest smile, which was very appealing.
