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Chapter 276 The Control Group Quit Working (26)

Du Shizhou is now living, but it is worse than death. His life is extremely painful.

In contrast, Mo Ci's life is getting better and better.

Even the Jiang family members gradually developed a desire to make progress after coming here.

Especially Mo Ci's fourth uncle, who actually started working as a peddler.

Several other uncles were also very flexible in finding opportunities to do some hard work.

In fact, strictly speaking, their life was not that hard. They now lived in a manor under the name of Qingshan Academy.

It’s just that Qingshan Academy is on the mountain, while this Zhuangzi is at the foot of the mountain.

There are many students coming to Qingshan Academy to study. It is hard to see these people coming to study, carrying large and small bags of things, and struggling to carry them up the mountain.

They thought, why not go and help.

Anyway, they have plenty of strength, and of course helping is just talk, and naturally they need the other party to pay to hire them.

If I have to say, this is a bit like the Bang Bang Army. You pay the money, and then I help you carry all your things up the mountain.

Most of the people who come here to study are not short of money.

The most important thing is that those who are short of money cannot carry so much luggage.

Naturally, those who need them are all wealthy people.

As a result, the Jiang family made some money.

Later, some people followed suit, but because Mo Ci came from the Jiang family, many people in Qingshan Academy trusted the Jiang family more.

Even if some business is taken away, it won’t have much impact.

The person who surprised Mo Ci the most was probably Cui Ai.

In Jiang Yi's memory, she has always been a very strong peasant woman, who actually learned the skills of making pastries and tofu.

In this way, the Jiang family really became wealthy. Seeing how motivated they were now, Mo Ci felt relieved.

Time flies, another year has passed, and Mo Ci's name has become well-known throughout the Qingshan Academy.

Because Mo Ci is too smart, not only has he learned everything he should learn, but he can also apply what he has learned to other situations.

The fact that Zhan Hongliang said that there was nothing more to teach naturally attracted more attention.

Then someone came in the name of asking for advice, wanting to test Mo Ci's true strength.

Afterwards, these people were all impressed by Mo Ci, and their enthusiasm for learning continued to rise.

Even the teachers in the academy would mention Mo Ci's name and praise him for a long time whenever someone slacked off, which aroused the other students' enthusiasm for progress.

Before he knew it, Mo Ci had become someone else's child, and even Mo Ci himself felt helpless.

What’s even more frustrating is that, except for him, no one in the Jiang family seems to have any talent for learning.

Even the son born to Jiang Sanyu and Cui Ai later did not like studying. He preferred to learn how to make pastries and tofu from Cui Ai.

Mo Ci knew about it, but didn't say much. He just thought that at least he could protect the Jiang family while he was alive.

On this day, Mo Ci went to Pang Bin to practice martial arts as usual, but he didn't expect that Pang Bin accidentally twisted his waist this morning.

Yes, older people are prone to stumbling and bumping into things if they are not careful.

Seeing Pang Bin holding his waist and crying in pain, Mo Ci felt helpless.

He simply put the man on the bed and told Zhan Hongliang to send a few people to take care of him.

Mo Ci went to find some medicinal herbs and apply them to Pang Bin, which would probably make him feel better.

Of course, he certainly wouldn't say that he went to collect herbs himself. After all, he didn't have any knowledge of medicine in this world. He just said that he was going to find someone to get the medicine.

In fact, Mo Ci went into the mountain next to him. For this kind of herbs, the fresher they are, the better the effect, so naturally the freshest ones are better.

Just as Mo Ci was picking herbs and touching some pheasant eggs, he suddenly heard footsteps behind him.

Mo Ci frowned. He had now entered the deep mountains, a place where almost no one would enter.

Why are there footsteps?

Just as he was about to hide and see who it was, he heard a laughing voice.

"Someone still comes here in this deep forest. He's really brave."

Mo Ci has strong internal strength, so he is naturally not afraid of these things.

But the other party said this, obviously he had discovered him, so there was no need for him to hide anymore.

So Mo Ci turned around and looked over, and saw a handsome man looking at him with a smile.

There seemed to be some other meaning in that smile.

What was even stranger was that the man was holding a transparent glass tank, or rather a fish tank.

The appearance of the fish tank is somewhat different from modern ones. You can tell that it is a work of Zhaohe craftsmanship. There are quite a few fish fry in the tank, and they look quite active.

But, what is this person doing up the mountain with a fish tank?

Mo Ci was confused, but he nodded slightly to the person opposite him as a greeting, and then continued to dig herbs.

In Mo Ci's opinion, since it was an accidental meeting, there was no need to communicate too much, and he should just do his own thing.

Unexpectedly, the man walked towards him, looking at the herbs in his backpack, and talking.

"Bone-penetrating Herb, Notopterygium wilfordii... Do you know anything about medicine?"

Mo Ci paused in digging herbs, his eyes showing a hint of impatience.

"I don't know. I just heard from the doctor that these herbs can cure back injuries, so I picked them to try."

The person behind him seemed to chuckle, and Mo Ci suddenly felt somewhat familiar. He turned his head to look at the other person.

Strange faces, strange people, where does the sense of familiarity come from?

His brows slowly furrowed, and when the other person saw him like this, the smile on his face seemed to deepen a lot, and his tone became a little frivolous.

"I know a little bit about medicine. Do you need my help?"

Mo Ci: "Thank you, but it's not necessary."

Mo Ci dug up the herbs, stood up and walked in another direction, but the person behind him followed him again.

Mo Ci became more and more impatient. Is this guy sick?

What are you doing following him with a fish tank?

Thinking this way, even my back showed resistance to the other party, but the other party seemed not to notice and asked another question.

"Didn't you see the fish tank in my arms?"

Mo Ci: ...

"Saw."

"Don't you know this is a koi?"

Mo Ci was stunned and turned to look at the fish tank. The fish fry in it were so small that it was impossible to tell what they looked like if you didn't look carefully.

But why did this person tell him this?

Mo Ci pursed his lips and said, "I don't buy koi."

"Hahaha, if you want to buy it, I won't sell it to you."

The other person smiled particularly brightly, and his words were full of joking.

The tone became more and more familiar, Mo Ci frowned more and more tightly, and said again.

"Now that the new ruler has taken the throne, don't even think about exchanging your koi for gold, silver, or official positions."

The other party smiled and said, "Don't worry, I have no intention of selling my relatives."

Relatives? !

Mo Ci's eyes narrowed. What did that mean? These fry were his relatives? Humans and koi?

wrong!

He looked at the other person with a scrutinizing look in his eyes, and it took him a long time to utter something he was unwilling to believe.

"Are you... the Koi Fairy?"

As he spoke, Mo Ci stared at the other person, and then watched the other person nod as a matter of course.

"There's nothing wrong with calling me that, but I prefer you to call me by another name."

Mo Ci: “?”

what name?

Just as he was wondering, Mo Ci saw the corners of the other person's lips widen a little, and he uttered two words very clearly.

"Shen Mo."