Chapter 353 - 353: Her Teacher, The Scary Thing about Miss Si (2)
Translator: _Min_
Jiang Changfeng’s pupils constricted in surprise. “So your medical skills are inherited from him, and you even managed to become his student!”
Interacting with native NPCs in the game was common, with higher affection levels yielding greater rewar s ds.
But gaining such affection was notoriously difficult.
Jiang Changfeng once managed to earn a mere 10% favor from an NPC, enough to receive a secret pharmaceutical manuscript, which had helped him top last year’s assessment.
He never imagined that Si Fuqing could apprentice under the notoriously ill-tempered Master of Ghost Valley and master his entire medical skillset.
The level of favor she must have attained was unimaginable!
“His temper is indeed terrible,” Si Fuqing said expressionlessly. “I served him tea and water for three full years. That wasn’t enough; I also had to play the guqin for him. The old man is incredibly picky, full of whims, and chose such a melodramatic name as ‘Heavenly Doctor Ghosthand.’ He’s utterly ostentatious.”
Although time in the game passed quickly, the sensory experience of time was real.
Every time Si Fuqing remembered her past at the Ghost Valley, her fists clenched.
“This time I taught him a lesson by taking some of his herbs,” Si Fuqing lamented. “You were useless; You just took a little, you should have taken more.”
Jiang Changfeng was speechless.
A little?
He had already taken three extremely rare herbs, each surpassing the quality of the Millennium Earth Treasure Flower.
Jiang Changfeng observed Si Fuqing’s expression, suggesting they should have taken even more herbs from Ghost Valley, and felt a twitch in his temple.
Was the Master of Ghost Valley really not tempted to punish his reckless student?
“Since the matter is resolved, I should leave,” Si Fuqing waved her hand. “I have to go back for a recording; I can’t stay out too long.”
Jiang Changning saw her off, stuffing a box of snacks and pork jerky into her hands.
After placing the three herbs in a rosewood box, Jiang Changfeng noticed his mother staring at him.
He stepped back, puzzled. “Mom?”
Sighing, his mom picked up a basket of vegetables. “At first, I thought Miss Si, being pretty and gentle, would be a good match for you. But now, I think it’s best to let go. You’re not worthy of her.”
Jiang Changfeng: ‘
Meanwhile, Si Fuqing returned to the camp before nine o’clock, casually catching two large geese.
The geese, knocked unconscious, had their heads lolling.
The director was speechless, unable to maintain his smile.
With Si Fuqing’s return, the live chat erupted:
[Wow, geese! They can really hurt when they bite. I was once chased by a goose as a kid.]
[Si Fuqing is incredible, able to catch anything..]