Instant Noodle Tycoon [System]

After leaving the day, seeing that although the young man was smiling, he looked a little listless, Zhao Xu told him to remember to practice calligraphy and not to stay in the room every day.

"Didn't you go home?" Chu Lin was a little puzzled when he said that he would check his handwriting when he came back.

Ordinarily, there is no need to tell him where he is going, but looking at the change in the young man's expression, he guessed that he thought he was going home, Zhao Xu explained: "No, I have something to do when I go to Lincheng. return."

"Oh." Chu Lin nodded, feeling a little happy.

Seeing the boy's well-behaved face, Zhao Xu couldn't help but raised his hand and touched his head.

Watching him get into the carriage, Chu Lin raised his hand and rubbed the place he touched, and turned around to enter the mansion after a while.

The next day, Chu Lin habitually woke up at dawn, and didn't remember that Zhao Xu was there until he got dressed, so he didn't have to get up early and squat.

However, after waking up, he didn't want to sleep anymore, so he simply had breakfast in advance and stayed in the yard to read and write the outline.

After eating at noon, I slept for a while, and when I got up and practiced calligraphy, I could have dinner again, and then the day passed like this.

After a few days like this, Chu Lin, who was used to and enjoying this kind of life, suddenly became bored. He felt that the book was not good-looking, and he didn't want to write any articles.

After eating, eating and sleeping for another day, Chu Lin, who felt that he was too decadent, decided to go to the store to have a look.

Spicy things are already addictive, and the instant noodles produced by the system are spicy, but they don't make people feel uncomfortable, so the newly launched instant noodles sell very well.

Chu Lin looked outside the two shops and found that the business was good, so he didn't go in, but went into a teahouse where there was a storyteller in the lobby.

Not to mention, the story told by the storyteller was quite attractive. Chu Lin ordered a pot of tea and two plates of snacks, and stayed in the teahouse for more than half an hour before he knew it.

When the storyteller finished telling another story and left the stage, Chu Lin was also about to leave, but at this moment, he was attracted by the conversation of people at a nearby table, and sat down again after getting up.

"Have you heard that there is a flood in Lincheng?"

"I knew it a long time ago, it seems to be more than a month ago."

"Oh, I don't know how many more people will die."

"The imperial court will send people to relieve the disaster, so why worry about it?"

"Which time a natural disaster occurred and the court did not provide relief, but what happened?"

"You can't talk nonsense, just shut up."

After the people at the next table changed the subject, Chu Lin got up and walked out, thinking that Zhao Xu's trip to Lin City was probably because of the flood there, and he couldn't help feeling a little worried.

Next, Chu Lin took the time to go out every day, wanting to know about the situation in Lin City, but because the distance was a bit far, and the news in ancient times was not developed, so he didn't get any news.

Thinking every day, dreaming at night.After having a nightmare, Chu Lin wanted to go to find him, but was afraid that he would cause trouble instead.

When he was hesitating, the butler brought a letter and handed it to him.

Looking at the handwriting of the four words "Ze Lin Qin Qi" on the envelope, he knew that it was written by Zhao Xu himself. Chu Lin couldn't wait to open the letter, and found that the main content of the letter was to ask himself how many instant noodles in bags he had in stock and wanted to buy them. Ship to Lincheng.

Guessing that he wanted to buy instant noodles for disaster relief, although he was puzzled why he didn’t buy food, Chu Lin hurriedly told the system to let the factory speed up the production. .

There was no need for Chu Lin to worry about the delivery of the goods. Zhao Xu had sent a letter to arrange the manpower. When they quickly loaded the car and were about to leave, Chu Lin thought about it and told the housekeeper that he was going too.

Since the master didn't take him with him before, he definitely didn't want him to go, so the housekeeper tried to persuade him to stay in the mansion, but when he couldn't persuade him, he ran away by himself, so he arranged a carriage and people to accompany him.

The layout of the carriage is still very comfortable, but with the ancient road conditions, it is fine to sit for a short time, but it is unbearable for a long time, especially in order to transport the instant noodles to Lin City as soon as possible, they are still on the road day and night, It made Chu Lin feel dizzy from the shock, and he would feel better only if he fell asleep.

Because he wanted to follow, Chu Lin was too embarrassed to complain, and he didn’t want to do anything along the way, and tried to make himself fall asleep after eating casually every day, and only when he occasionally stopped to rest, he would get out of the carriage and take a walk outside .

After driving day and night for seven days, he was relieved to learn that he had arrived at Chu Lin near Lincheng. When he lifted the curtain of the car and looked out, he saw the flood that submerged everything in the low place, as well as the clothes floating on the water. Tables and other sundries.

When he saw the floating object that looked like a human being, Chu Lin's heart skipped a beat, and he subconsciously let go of the car curtain in his hand.

Lincheng was hit by floods for hundreds of miles. Although the nearby Pingcheng was also affected a little bit, it only accumulated water that overflowed the feet. After the heavy rain stopped, it was drained out. Therefore, the surviving people spontaneously fled to outside the city.

The fleeing people were temporarily housed in simple sheds outside the east gate, so the team delivering instant noodles circled around and entered the city from the west gate.

Zhao Xu was living in the government office in Pingcheng at this time, so the instant noodles were naturally shipped here.

As early as the day of Chu Lin's departure, the butler sent a letter to his master to explain the matter to his master, so when he got off the car, he saw people standing outside the mansion.

Looking at the young man with a bad face, Zhao Xu frowned.

Seeing him, Chu Lin, who was about to greet him, found that he seemed unhappy to see him, and the smile on his face disappeared, and he shouted: "Xuzhi."

"Come in." It was already here, and it was impossible to drive him back. Seeing the young man looking at him cautiously, Zhao Xu raised his hand and knocked him on the head.

Although it hurt a little, Chu Lin heaved a sigh of relief, and followed him into the door while saying: "First, I shipped [-] boxes of instant noodles, and the second batch will be delivered in a few days..."

Hearing the young man's nagging about instant noodles that he had practiced his handwriting these days, Zhao Xu couldn't feel bored. After taking him to his yard, he motioned him to go to the west wing to take a bath first.

It was good not to mention it, but Chu Lin felt uncomfortable all over when he mentioned it, and hurried into the west wing room.

After taking a bath, Chu Lin, who was dressed in a fresh suit, was brought to the hall. After looking at Zhao Xu who was sitting, his eyes fell on the simple meals on the table.

"Only these foods." Zhao Xu, who noticed his gaze, said.

"It's not bad." To put it simply, it is only compared to what I ate before. In fact, in Chu Lin's view, three dishes and one soup are already very rich.

"Let's eat." Zhao Xu's words meant that he wanted to come here to find trouble for himself. Seeing that he really thought that the food was good, he realized that he had underestimated him.

Chu Lin, who hadn't eaten well on the way, heard the words, picked up chopsticks in one hand and a steamed bun in the other, and started to eat.

Seeing him eating a mouthful of steamed buns and vegetables, Zhao Xu looked at his thinner face, shook his head, and said in a helpless tone, "I'm staying in the mansion well, why do I have to come here?" ?”

"I heard that there is a flood here. I'm worried about you." Chu Lin, who was concentrating on eating, answered without thinking. After realizing what he said, he lowered his head in embarrassment.

Seeing the young man's embarrassed look, Zhao Xu's heart was warm and a little happy. Seeing him burying his head and eating vigorously, he filled a bowl of soup and put it in front of him.

When Zhao Xu came over, the victims who were locked outside the city gate were already agitated. If he hadn't come in time and opened the government's granary to distribute porridge outside the city, the hungry victims would have been in chaos.

After serving porridge again this morning, the government office's granary was also empty, so the instant noodles were delivered in time.

The porridge was given out twice a day, once in the morning and once in the afternoon. After Chu Lin had a meal and took a nap, he heard that instant noodles would be served in the afternoon, so he said he would help.

Zhao Xu didn't refuse, but sent two people to follow him.

A city gate divides people into two worlds. Compared with the peace and joy inside the city, the people lying around outside the city are ragged, their faces are sallow, their eyes are gray and depressed, full of negative emotions.

Feeling the lifelessness outside the city, Chu Lin felt a little depressed, especially when he saw that there were many children in the crowd.