“You eat shit!”
After retorting, Qi Huan picked up the bowl and drank the soup in one gulp, even burping loudly.
Facing the complicated look of the teenager, she slowly explained, "I just added some fermented bamboo shoots that have a unique taste in the soup. It doesn't smell good but the soup still tastes great."
Remembering that she should do more good deeds and accumulate points, she hurriedly scooped up another bowl of soup and handed it to the teenager, smiling and saying, "Don't believe me, try it yourself."
At first, Yan Qinghe refused.
But curiosity eventually got the better of him.
He took the ceramic bowl hesitantly, took a sip.
After the hot soup went down, his whole body warmed up a lot, and the soup tasted pretty good too.
One sip after another, when the soup was gone, he still felt unsatisfied.
While he was drinking the soup, Qi Huan also received a prompt from the system, "Good deed +1, points +10."
"So sharing a bowl of hot soup is 10 points!" She couldn't help being happy.
Then the system ruthlessly crushed her beautiful fantasy.
"It's not like that. It's just that considering the person you did a good deed for will benefit all living beings in the future, so the points are doubled."
After listening to the system's explanation, Qi Huan couldn't help but look at the teenager in front of her.
The original owner knew this teenager. After Qi's father passed away, it was two young men who helped take care of the funeral arrangements, and at that time he said his name was Yan Qinghe.
Later it was him who came to bring food to Qi Huan every day.
Today was no exception. He brought the usual hard steamed bun today, which is now placed on the stove.
Yan Qinghe, who was wiping his mouth, noticed her gaze, smiled shyly, revealing two cute little canine teeth, "Sorry, I misunderstood you, the soup you cooked is very tasty."
Hearing this, Qi Huan happily invited, "Then will you come to drink it again tomorrow?"
After all, he could get ten points for drinking a bowl of soup.
Qi Huan also wanted to treat him to noodles, but it was hard to explain where the noodles came from, so she could only invite him to drink soup for the time being.
As soon as she finished speaking, Yan Qinghe refused. Their situation was getting more and more difficult. He didn't know how much longer he could help this benefactor's daughter. "If you still have food left, eat less and save it. It’s also difficult for you to live alone in Mo County."
Qi Huan understood his concerns, but she still didn't want to miss this good opportunity to earn points.
Points, points, they are her lifeline!
"It's okay. Adding a little more soup is easy for me. You basically only drink water."
The next day after persuading Yan Qinghe, she got up early again to cook a large pot of snail noodles, and threw the delivery packaging into the stove to burn.
She finished the noodles for breakfast and left the soup for lunch with him.
"Host, you are so kind. You eat noodles, he drinks soup, you are such a good person."
Qi Huan's old face turned red at his words.
"After I come up with an excuse, I will treat him to noodles..."
At noon, Yan Qinghe came with his steamed bun as promised.
It's just that today's steamed bun was even smaller.
He handed the steamed bun to Qi Huan and apologized, "The rations given to us by the officials are getting less and less, so there is only this much today..."
"It doesn't matter! Come and make a fire."
Qi Huan urged him to go behind the stove to make a fire and heat the soup, then found a kitchen knife to chop the steamed buns from yesterday and today into small pieces.
The kitchen knife made her hands tremble with pain, and only scraped off some crumbs.
The steamed buns were frozen so hard!
At this time, Yan Qinghe, who had made the fire, came to her side, took the kitchen knife, raised and lowered it... the steamed bun slipped away, and the cutting board was split in two by him.
"......"
"......"
After a moment of silence, Yan Qinghe said, "Sorry... I'll hold the steamed bun steady this time and definitely chop it open."
"Please."
Then, Qi Huan silently took a step back.
This time, Yan Qinghe held the steamed bun steady with his hand, controlled his strength, and quickly cut the steamed bun into neat small pieces, then put it into the soup pot at Qi Huan's gesture.
"Cook it for a while longer. Otherwise, these hard steamed buns could knock our teeth out."
The leaping flames in the stove licked the bottom of the pot, boiling the soup, and white steam emerged from the edges of the lid. The whole kitchen was filled with the pungent yet appetizing aroma of the snail noodles.
After waiting another half a minute or so, Qi Huan brought out two ceramic bowls and started serving the meal, filling Yan Qinghe's bowl very thick and full.
She had already eaten noodles in the morning, so she wasn't very hungry now.
It is said that teenage boys have big appetites.
In addition to earning points, she also hoped to really help others when doing good deeds.
But after picking up the bowl, Yan Qinghe was very hesitant, "Can I take it back to eat? I'll return the bowl tomorrow."
"Do you want to share it with your family?"
Qi Huan asked while taking out a larger ceramic basin and ladling the remaining soup into it for him.
"...Yes. They only have plain boiled steamed buns every day, occasionally with a little salt, and haven't tasted such flavorful food for a long time."
After taking the basin, Yan Qinghe poured the soup and rice from his bowl into it as well, and solemnly thanked her, "I'm really grateful to you. Tomorrow I will bring you my half of the steamed bun too."
After some polite words, Qi Huan watched the teenager's straight and slender figure gradually disappearing into the vast snowy ground.
She retracted her gaze, rubbed her hands together to warm them with her breath, then hurried back into the kitchen. The iron pot and bowls had already been scrubbed clean by Yan Qinghe before he left. Even the stove was wiped spotless.
Qi Huan thought: This boy is capable and diligent.
In the future, she still wanted to treat him to meals (and make him wash dishes).
Sitting on the small wooden stool in front of the stove, she felt the residual heat in the stove hole. Suddenly another system prompt sounded in her mind.
"Good deed +4, points +112."
Qi Huan was very puzzled. How come it was 102 points more than yesterday?
Sensing her confusion, the system explained, "The good deeds the Host did today helped 4 people, earning 1 point, 1 point, 10 points and 100 points respectively."
Qi Huan was very shocked. She thought 10 points was the limit for a bowl of soup and rice. She didn't expect it could also be 100 points.
"Friendly reminder to the Host, in addition to the two young men, there is also a beautiful boy living with Yan Qinghe..."
"So?"
"So, this beautiful boy is the one who can make the points go up to one hundred."
"Does your system also give points based on looks? How beautiful must that boy be?"
"......Host please do not spit at the system. This system gives points based on personal achievement!"
"Oh~"
She now had 122 points. She started to wonder what delivery she could exchange them for this time.
"Are you there, System?" she called out.
"I'm here."
After answering, the system added, "Host, you don't need to speak so loudly, or even make a sound. You only need to summon me in your consciousness, and I will respond."
"Oh." Qi Huan still couldn't help but utter a sound, "I want to exchange all the points."
"The system has selected 112 points worth of random items for you, and they will drop shortly. Please pay attention, Host."
Then whoosh whoosh--
Two packages appeared in front of Qi Huan.
She first opened the one closest to her, which contained bandages, iodine, cotton swabs, and gauze, all common household medicines.
She didn't need them for now and planned to hide them in her room later.
Then she turned her gaze to the remaining parcel, full of anticipation.
