Chapter 195: Chapter 196: The Confused Old Man

Fu Yunhe didn’t choose to build a house himself. Instead, he grandly purchased several ready-made houses on the Star Network, arranging them along a creek to the right of a small wooden house.

He had already arranged for people to learn the production processes of each factory. In a while, all operations would be able to scale up.

“Uncle Xiao He, the old man in your room has woken up,” Wang Xiaoxiao ran over from afar and informed Fu Yunhe of this news.

Fu Yunhe immediately turned around, thanked Wang Xiaoxiao, and walked quickly toward the elderly man standing in front of the small wooden house.

When he was still a few meters away from the elderly man, he felt a touch of timidity.

Would the teacher recognize him?

He should.

Fu Yunhe put on a smile, just about to take a step, but then he stopped again.

It turned out that the elderly man at the door of the small wooden house was trying to trick Dou Dou, who was eating a strawberry.

“Little friend, what is that red thing?”

“Strawberry!” Dou Dou replied, with red juice lingering on his lips.

The old man was now squatting on the ground, pointing at the strawberry and asking, “What does it taste like?”

“Sweet.”

“I don’t believe you!” the old man shook his head, firmly saying, “It must be sour.”

“It’s sweet,” Dou Dou retorted, a bit louder.

“Sour!”

“Sweet!”

“I won’t believe it unless you let me try,” the old man said, his eyes sneakily glancing at Dou Dou.

At that moment, Dou Dou, as if suddenly understanding, ate the strawberry in one bite and, with a small nose wrinkled, said, “Hmph! You and my mom are the same, trying to trick me into giving you my food!”

“But you aren’t as pretty as my mom!”

After finishing a strawberry and licking the juice off his hands, Dou Dou scowled and ran off gallantly toward Nian Shutong.

Meanwhile, the old man, sitting on the ground like a child who couldn’t get candy, looked pitiful.

Nian Shutong saw this scene, and Fu Yunhe saw it even clearer.

But he just couldn’t move his feet.

His teacher, the former principal of the Imperial University, was highly knowledgeable. But now, who was he, sitting on the ground pouting over a strawberry?

Though, the strawberries were delicious.

Fu Yunhe hesitated slightly before stepping forward.

At that moment, Nian Shutong also came over and squatted down, grabbing the old man’s wrist.

“What are you doing? Little kid, don’t bully me! I’m very powerful!” the old man declared, furrowing his brow, trying to recall why he was powerful.

He couldn’t remember clearly.

“He’s suffered an injury, his spiritual power is disturbed, I can’t help him get it in order,” said Nian Shutong, who didn’t cultivate the same system.

In the Interstellar spiritual power, it was like lines, neatly arranged in their brains.

But Nian Shutong’s spiritual power was like the Sea of Consciousness, an ocean which also housed Daodao–it was a different source, and she was powerless to help.

Even if it was Fu Yunhe’s physical issues, she could treat him, but not spiritual injuries.

“Thank you, I will find a way,” Fu Yunhe firstly expressed his gratitude, and all the care was genuinely because of Nian Shutong.

As for his teacher, he would handle it himself.

“Then you arrange for him, and if there are any enemies outside, please remember to hide his identity.”

“I will.” Fu Yunhe didn’t argue but directly informed Nian Shutong.

“He is my mentor, he has greatly helped me.”

“I don’t care about these things.” Nian Shutong stood firm, her words cutting through any objections.

“Fu Yunhe, saving him and keeping him, it’s all because you are my friend. How you handle things from now on is up to you.”

Nian Shutong remained straightforward and abrupt, and having said her piece, she walked away.

Friend?

Fu Yunhe kept repeating those two words, as if there was no joy in his heart, and before he could think it through, his train of thought was interrupted.

“Hey? Do you have strawberries?”

“No.” Fu Yunhe shook his head and helped the old man up, smoothing the wrinkles on his clothes with one hand.

The teachers of the past always cared about dignity.

“Do you still remember your name?”

“Of course, I am called… I am called…” The old man looked a bit confused, tapping his head with one hand, but Fu Yunhe stopped him.

“Stop thinking. Your name is Hua Yuanshan, you were once my teacher. Don’t think about the rest, just live here peacefully.”

Fu Yunhe said a lot, but the old man didn’t really believe him and kept looking at him suspiciously.

“Uncle, this is from aunty.”

Dou Dou opened his palm, revealing a bright red strawberry, bigger than Dou Dou’s small hand.

“Aunty said, if grandfather stays, she will give you a strawberry every day.”

“Good, good, good! I’m willing!” Elder Hua, persuaded for a long time without success, cheerfully agreed to stay for a strawberry.

Fu Yunhe pinched his brow with two fingers, smiling helplessly. He was too naive.

He actually tried to reason with someone whose age had regressed to that of a child.

The arrival of Elder Hua didn’t attract much attention.

After all, there had been too many newcomers lately, everyone knew that the Planet Master, Nian Shutong, was recruiting people, and perhaps more would be recruited soon.

Under Fu Yunhe’s care, everything in the small wooden house ran smoothly.

Evening, seven o’clock.

It was time for Little River Live to start.

Today’s audience was full.

Nian Shutong, Dou Dou, Ji Sisi, Rubble, Ha Ha, and Elder Hua.

Fu Yunhe nodded to Nian Shutong and started the live stream.

“Hello, everyone, I am Xiao He.”

“Today we’re going to cook shrimp.”

[What? What is that?]

[I guess it’s a new kind of food.]

[New item again! Unfortunately, I can’t afford it.]

[Right! Mr. Xiao He, we work guys really can’t afford the stuff you make.]

[True that. My family only eats meals a couple of times a year.]

[There’s that vendor on Star Network selling toxin-sugar coated chestnuts, not as tasty, but better than nutrient liquid.]

[I’ve noticed it too! But you have to expel the toxins afterward, sometimes it really affects cultivation.]

[It’s okay! For someone like me who can’t join the military, a little toxin doesn’t affect much.]

[The person above is right, my talents don’t require it to be a concern.]

“Today’s shrimp are very cheap, you can even get them without spending money,” Fu Yunhe said, revealing a live shrimp in his hand.

The green shrimp, its body curved, many legs moving flexibly.

“This creature is called big shrimp, you can catch it in the sea. It’s also very simple to cook.”

“But, I want to remind everyone here, some people may be allergic to this kind of seafood, please be careful when eating.”

As Fu Yunhe spoke, the administrator Liu Cheng had already pinned the words “seafood allergy” in the comment section to ensure everyone could see it.

In the live stream, Fu Yunhe started to prepare the shrimp, one dish simply boiled in saltwater, another made into tomato sauce shrimp.

[It changed color!]

[Bright red, are you sure it’s edible?]

[I’m also skeptical, but Mr. Xiao He always surprises us.]

[Whatever it is, eat first, question later.]

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