Chapter 137 The Proposal of Green Grapes
Chapter 137 The Proposal of Green Grapes
"Enjoy knowledge, enjoy travel..."
Before Lezhi could finish speaking, Qingti, who had just finished having dinner with her friends, rushed over during their break.
"Qingti, you haven't gone back yet?" As the team's diplomatic ambassador, Leyou quickly stood up to greet him, and everyone else followed suit.
They were all people who had eaten the potstickers and pies that day, and they all felt they had to be respectful to this person who held the key to the livelihood of noodles.
"Well, I promised Lezhi I'd collect prickly seeds for him, but you guys were too busy, so I didn't say anything. Now I'm here to deliver them."
The Windwalker Clan members are all relatively slender, and so is Qingti. He came to the open space in front of the stall, raised his eyebrows, and released a bunch of wicker baskets from his spatial storage.
Yes, a huge pile. Judging by the size of the pile, there must be at least several thousand kilograms of wheat here, which is what Qingti called thorny seeds.
"My mother tree, Qingti, do you have this many of these prickly seeds here?" Le Nian stared in astonishment at the mountain of wicker baskets, reached out and grabbed a handful of wheat from the nearest basket. The prickly seeds, which had not yet been dried, still smelled of fresh grass.
"There are quite a few, but the key is that I found a large area. I invited a few friends to help me these past two days, and we collected all the thorny grains in that area before the birds and beasts discovered them." Qingti touched his nose, put his hands on his hips, and was very satisfied with his decisive action.
"Once the weather gets colder, the birds and animals will come to hoard the food, so we can't be too slow. Besides, nobody here eats this, so nobody's going to compete with me for it."
Besides the green grapes, the most excited person present was Lezhi. Seeing this pile of prickly seeds, Lezhi's mind started racing with images of various kinds of pasta dishes. Shaking his head, Lezhi, unable to hide his excitement, went to the green grapes.
"Green grapes, can you exchange these with us?" Lezhi asked.
“Of course.” Qingti nodded immediately. “Didn’t you say before that you didn’t have any in your tribe’s territory? Since we’ve come all this way, we should exchange some more to take back. If we can find one here, we’ll definitely have many more. We can just go find some more when I want to eat them.”
Hearing Qingti's words, Lezhi couldn't help but smile, her cheeks puffing out. "Great, thank you. Let's talk about the reward. What do you want?" Lezhi was already mentally calculating what she could exchange for, but unexpectedly, Qingti waved her hand and directly rejected Lezhi's suggestion.
"No need, this is a gift for you."
"what?"
Now, not only Lezhi, but also Leyou and the others looked confused, not knowing what was going on.
Seeing the confusion on Leyou and the others' faces, Qingti touched her nose shyly, lowered her head and whispered to Lezhi, "That is, about you helping us cure the shadow disease, this is a thank-you gift from our group of friends."
After Lezhi cured his clansmen suffering from the Shadow Disease every day, the news had already spread within the Windwalker Clan. Qinglin had given advance notice, instructing the clansmen not to seek out Lezhi casually, so as not to cause him any trouble.
So when Qingti and Leyou started talking to each other, and learned that Lezhi wanted the prickly seeds, they took the initiative to ask Qingti for help, wanting to express their gratitude to Lezhi in this way.
Unexpectedly, she received one payment after another for treating an illness. Lezhi was surprised for a moment, then immediately shook her head and refused, "No, I always receive payment for treating illnesses. It's not like I'm doing it for free. How can I accept your money again?"
Lezhi couldn't do such a thing. He didn't want to set a precedent. It wasn't that he was afraid of what others would say behind his back, but rather that he couldn't live with himself. One shouldn't be greedy. Lezhi would accept reasonable compensation without feeling guilty, but he would resolutely not accept anything that wasn't rightfully his.
When Qingti realized that the thank-you gift she and her friends had worked so hard to prepare for several days was rejected by Lezhi, and Lezhi's expression had clearly turned sour, she quickly tried to find a way to make amends.
"How about this, you can exchange it for anything. We don't eat the seeds anyway, and these have already been picked, so they won't last long. I don't really need them myself." Qingti suggested in a lighthearted tone, while observing Lezhi's reaction, afraid of upsetting him.
A fair exchange was acceptable to Lezhi, after all, he simply couldn't resist the temptation of wheat. Looking at the small mountain of prickly seeds in front of him, Lezhi estimated his assets and made up his mind.
"How about this, I'll trade you the method of eating prickly prickly seeds."
"Lezhi..."
"What?……"
Upon hearing Lezhi's words, Le Nian exclaimed in surprise, while Qingti, who was closest, thought there was something wrong with her ears.
"It's okay." Lezhi gave Le Nian, who was about to step forward, a look and reassured her, "I didn't intend to keep it a secret. Wheat is a very good source of staple food. I can't figure out how many ways to eat it by myself. So I thought that if more people know the correct way to eat wheat, then everyone will be more willing to explore various ways to eat wheat. Then we might be able to eat all kinds of pasta anytime."
This wasn't just wishful thinking on Lezhi's part. Referring to the countless creative ways he'd made noodles in his previous life, Lezhi eagerly awaited the day Jormungandr would appear in this scene. He truly missed the days when he didn't need to knead dough and could simply order takeout from home to enjoy all sorts of delicious food.
Lezhi, who wasn't very good at making dumplings, felt an urge to give up when he thought about having to make all the steamed buns, dumplings, bread, cakes, and other treats himself.
Upon hearing Lezhi's explanation, Leyou and the others exchanged glances. Lezhi was the one who discovered how to eat the prickly seeds, so it was his prerogative to make it public. As long as they were certain it was a decision made voluntarily by Lezhi, they wouldn't interfere, nor could they.
Seeing that her friends had stopped offering their opinions, Lezhi turned to Qingti and asked, "So, what do you think? Is it okay?"
This pile of prickly pear seeds looks like a lot, and it actually is quite a lot, but if it could be exchanged for the correct way to eat prickly pear seeds, I'd still be happy to accept the loss.
Qingti was naturally aware of this as well. While Jormungand didn't have patents, it was an unspoken rule that unless someone voluntarily shared what they discovered, others couldn't inquire about or use it without permission. With the Mother Tree above, their tree spirit race had silently regulated their words and actions for thousands of years, never having clashed on such matters.
Before Lezhi discovered that the Earth Branch Vine could be planted, and about starch, everyone obtained Lezhi's consent before using it. Moreover, the Lingyu Clan specially made a fair agreement for Lezhi to protect the rights of Lezhi, the primary discoverer.
Although they were currently in the Windwalker Clan, they tacitly accepted this rule, which was why Qingti looked so incredulous. His reason kept telling him not to agree, but emotionally he really wanted to know what the thorny seed that Lezhi had been longing for would look like.
"Um, this..."
Before Qingti could come to a conclusion, Lei Xiu, Qingze, and Qingping returned together after their usual hunting trip.
"Hi, we're back. How's business today..." Qingze's voice was still as loud as ever. Before he even got close, his greeting could already be heard.
When the three arrived at the stall and saw the scene, they all stopped in their tracks. Lei Xiu frowned slightly and stood next to Le Zhi.
"Zhizhi, what happened?"
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