The Hidden Immortal Chapter 35: Master Chu is a Good Person

Chu Xun patted his head and said, "Good child, your na is Ah Qiao, right?"

Because his grandfather was once a woodcutter (qiao fu) and later died of illness while fleeing the famine, he was nad Ah Qiao.

The thin and dark tenant farr beside him said in pleasant surprise, "The boss still rembers his na!"

Chu Xun smiled and said, "I've paid you New Year's visits more than once or twice, how could I not rember. When you first ca to the town, he was still in swaddling clothes, as thin as a little monkey."

The tall and thin tenant farr said embarrassedly, "We couldn't even afford to eat, and his mother didn't have much milk, so he was indeed a bit thin."

Chu Xun looked at Ah Qiao again and said, "As the saying goes, food is the heaven of the people. Although farming is good, it is not the best."

"If you can fill your stomach, you should still read more books. Reading ten thousand volus of books is like traveling ten thousand miles."

The thin and dark tenant farr was so excited he wanted to shed tears. People like them were despised like wild dogs wherever they went.

It was only because the County Magistrate of Zhangnan County took pity on them and gave them a glimr of hope, and then they t a kind-hearted boss like Chu Xun, that after several years of hard work, they finally managed to gain a slight foothold.

But who would care about the children of poor families?

Soone like Chu Xun who could clearly rember a child's na, not to say there were absolutely none, but they were very few.

Ah Qiao looked up at Chu Xun, even forgetting to eat the candied hawthorn in his hand.

Thinking about what Chu Xun had said, reading ten thousand volus of books is like traveling ten thousand miles.

Ten thousand miles, how far must that be.

Has the boss also traveled that far?

After saying a few more words, Chu Xun and Zhang Anxiu continued forward.

The several tenant farrs looked back at the couple's retreating figures and discussed in low voices, "The boss and his wife are both good people, it's a pity they still don't have a child up to now."

"Who says otherwise. He has ability and is kind enough to us tenant farrs, the heavens really have no eyes."

"But forget about reading books. In our remote and impoverished place, no scholars can erge. It's better to farm and fill our stomachs."

Over the course of a few years, Chu Xun acquired several more shops in the town, thus enabling him to purchase more farmland.

Now the farmland in his hands was not just a hundred acres, but had already reached over a hundred and fifty acres.

He had thirty or forty tenant farrs and shop tenants under him.

Neither too many nor too few, he could be considered a proper small landlord.

Most of these people were refugees fleeing disaster, like duckweed without roots in Pingshui Town.

Even though the county office provided agricultural loans, Chu Xun also allowed them to wait until they had a harvest before paying rent.

But in reality, he didn't actually collect it the first year, but gave them another year's grace.

Newly arrived, there were always many difficulties.

Taking the rent a year late was a trivial matter for Chu Xun; he wouldn't starve, nor would he suffer a loss.

But to these refugees, it was a trendous favor.

They could rely on the first year's harvest to add a piece of clothing for their families and themselves, and buy so firewood to survive the cold winter.

Even when it ca to the New Year, Chu Xun specially bought so food to visit these tenant farrs.

During the New Year, they were so grateful they wept bitterly.

Chu Xun's reputation and kindness also spread because of this.

These refugees were full of gratitude towards him and secretly swore that they absolutely could not let down the boss's good intentions.

Farm the land well, for themselves, and also to repay this favor as soon as possible.

Not walking far, Chu Xun and Zhang Anxiu encountered a vendor who had rented a shop.

"Master Chu, Madam, what a coincidence. Freshly made rice cakes, would you two like a taste?" The vendor offered the still-warm rice cakes with both hands, carrying a hint of flattery.

The liveliness of the temple fair was an opportunity that even vendors who had opened shops in the town were unwilling to let go.

Most would bring their family's good items to peddle here.

Chu Xun's great na had been resounding in Pingshui Town these past few years.

Many families who had co to propose marriage to him back then but failed were now green with regret.

If they had known that this child who grew up eating hundred-family als could have such prospects today, they should have settled the marriage early no matter what.

Walking through the temple fair, from ti to ti people would take the initiative to cup their hands and bow to Chu Xun, respectfully calling him "Boss" or Master Chu.

The more people who were respectful to Chu Xun, the more forced Zhang Anxiu's smile appeared.

Chu Xun knew why she was like this and gently patted his wife's hand to show comfort.

Zhang Anxiu looked up at him, the worry in her heart difficult to let go.

Her husband's status had risen, but she had never been able to bear him a son or a daughter. This matter was always a knot in her heart.

At this ti, Chu Xun patted the back of her hand again, pointing forward and saying, "Look, Huan'er is there."

Zhang Anxiu looked in the direction he pointed and saw a handso boy with a topknot, carrying a small basket, peddling roasted goods.

"lon seeds, peanuts, puffed rice balls. Eight copper coins for half a catty, fifteen copper coins for a catty, co and take a look!"

His voice was loud and clear, not at all suffering from stage fright due to the large crowd at the temple fair.

Soone pointed at him and snickered. The child not only didn't avoid it, but also shouted at the other party, "Buy so? Roasted by my dad, the most delicious roasted goods in all of Zhangnan County!"

With so many people coming to the temple fair to do business, how could Zhang Sanchun not co.

Long before the temple fair had so many people, Chu Xun had told him to bring roasted goods to show his face.

Now the silver earned during the three days of the temple fair every year was no less than a month's in the town.

Chu Xun pulled Zhang Anxiu over. When they got close, he smiled and asked, "If I only want to buy half a catty, but feel that eight copper coins is a loss, what should I do?"

"Uncle, Aunt!" Huan'er was overjoyed to see the two of them.

Hearing Chu Xun's question, his eyes rolled, and he chuckled, "That's easy to handle. I'll help you find soone who also only wants half a catty, you two buy it together, and I'll charge you two fifteen copper coins."

Chu Xun asked again, "What if you really can't find soone to buy it together?"

Huan'er said, "Then you give eight copper coins, and I'll give you a puffed rice ball for free. Fragrant and sweet, very delicious."

Chu Xun asked further, "If everyone wants an extra puffed rice ball for eight copper coins, wouldn't you be losing money?"

Huan'er was ultimately still a child. He was stumped for a mont and didn't know how to answer.

Seeing this, Zhang Anxiu went over and put her arm around Huan'er's shoulders, "Why make things difficult for your own nephew. Huan'er be good, where is your dad?"

"Dad is selling goods at the temple gate." Huan'er seed to still be considering the question Chu Xun asked.

Zhang Anxiu looked helpless and gave Chu Xun a coquettish eye-roll.

Chu Xun laughed. He just felt that his eldest nephew had been very smart since childhood and wanted to cultivate him more.

Although Zhang Anxiu knew his intentions were good, she was naturally protective of her own, plus she had no children of her own, so she had always treated Huan'er as her own.

Cawing sounds ca from the sky. Huan'er looked up and saw a few black crows circling above. He imdiately waved his hand happily and shouted, "Crows, co down quickly!"

Those few bold crows seed to understand his call, folded their wings, and landed on his shoulders.

Huan'er grabbed a small handful of lon seeds from the basket, carefully peeled them, and then fed them to the crows' mouths.

Watching the crows pick up the lon seeds and swallow them, he couldn't help but chuckle.

His uncle had many good things at ho, but the best were these crows.

Smart and obedient.

Because the Lin family was exterminated to the ninth degree, many families in Pingshui Town still had misgivings about Lin Qiaoxi.

So they didn't allow the children in their families to have too much contact with Huan'er.

Huan'er, who had no playmates since childhood, was most intimate with these smart crows, treating them as playmates.

The crows also seed to like him very much, bringing a few wild fruits as gifts from ti to ti.

Having never seen anyone else's family with so many crows, in this child's heart, there was an unspeakable admiration for his uncle.

Not only because Chu Xun was a well-known smart person far and wide, and the only small landlord and Honored Guest in Pinecone Village.

But also because Huan'er inexplicably felt that his uncle had many powerful abilities, but he couldn't say exactly what they were.

He often fantasized whether his uncle could be one of those highly skilled, incognito martial arts heroes spoken of by storytellers.

Zhang Anxiu knew these crows had a gentle temperant and wouldn't easily hurt people, so she didn't mind.

The three walked towards the Songliu Water God Temple. Midway, Zhang Anxiu heard soone shouting, "Ancestral secret recipe, guaranteed to have a son, if it doesn't work, guaranteed refund!"

She turned her head to look and saw a man with a handlebar mustache, wearing an old Daoist robe, with sparse teeth and gray hair, shouting there.

Under his buttocks was a broken chair with a crippled leg. One hand held a cloth banner saying "Guaranteed to have a son," and the other hand pressed on a three-foot-high wooden cabinet beside him.

A faint dicinal fragrance wafted from the wooden cabinet, actually attracting quite a few people.

"It's all a scam. Whether you have a son or not depends entirely on luck. If he guesses right, he takes advantage; if he guesses wrong, he won't suffer a loss," Chu Xun said.

Zhang Anxiu said "oh," took another look, and then walked away.

[End of Chapter]