Chapter 225: Ling Pingan’s Invitation

Teachers’Day. This was a holiday created by Emperor Taizu of the Federal Empire.

It was used to replace the previous longevity festival. Emperor Taizu hated people celebrating his birthday.

At first, the civil officials were overjoyed.

They proposed that Confucius’s birthday be the Teacher’s Day.

After all, it was the Eternal Teacher’s Day!

But it was rejected!

The reason? There was no reason!

Emperor Taizu, who held all the power, did not need to explain to anyone!

His decision was the final decision!

If anyone wanted to object, they could ask the guns of the hundred-battle lion under his command. Let’s see if your mouth can benefit my cannon?

However, there was a rumor that the Taizu, who had received Confucian education since he was young, was actually a black scholar!

When this Emperor had conquered the world, he had once kicked a certain great Confucian into the gutter.

Therefore, Emperor Taizu ultimately decided to make the third day of the eighth month of the lunar calendar the Teacher’s Day.

Just like that, the status of the Teacher’s Day continued to rise over the past three hundred years.

Now, it had become the third largest festival in the Federal Empire after the Spring Festival and the National Day.

Dragon Boat Festival, Mid-Autumn Festival, and the GhostFestival were also ranked behind.

Thinking of Teacher’s Day, Ling Pingan walked to the counter and took out a book.

Then he looked at the list of contacts recorded in the book.

These were the contact addresses of the teachers who had taught him.

From primary school to university, they were recorded on it.

After all, traditionally, the ruler of Heaven and earth, the teacher, was the norm.

This was something that was engraved in his bones and blood.

Just like a famous prime minister once said, “My father only taught me three things: loyalty to the ruler, respect for the teacher, filial piety, that’s all!”

Under such a cultural atmosphere, Ling Pingan was taught from a young age — he had to respect the teacher, because they were selfless contributors who taught and taught!

Thus, Ling Pingan took the notebook and began to copy down the names and addresses one by one.

Although most of the people on it did not even have an impression of him anymore.

But..

This was a tradition!

It was also a habit!

… … … ..

Ran Bing heard a murmur, “Go!”

Hence, she lifted her foot and walked towards the wall of light in front of her.

She easily crossed the wall of light and appeared on the other side of the wall of light.

The fog quickly enveloped her and enclosed her within.

In front of her, a bright light was flickering within the fog.

It was precisely the bookstore.

Holding the small snake in her hand and touching the banknotes in her pocket, ran Bing lifted her foot and walked towards the location of the light.

She slowly walked towards the light.

Raising her head, the signboard of the Qiyuan bookstore came into view.

Under the light of the bookstore, a figure sat at the counter. Fog lingered around his head, and two points of fire were ignited.

He was holding something that looked like a pen and sitting at the counter. No one knew what he was writing?

Ran Bing took a deep breath.

Then, she bravely walked up and knocked on the door.

* Knock Knock Knock… *

Behind the counter, he raised his head. His two flames were as bright and clear as the stars.

… ..

Ling Pingan looked at the guest who had quietly appeared at the door.

He remembered that this was the rich second-generation guest who had been given a copy of “Gun Girl” by him a few days ago.

He immediately smiled.

Business was here!

This was a big deal!

Therefore, he quickly walked to the door and opened it. “Welcome…”

The other party was still the same as last time. She seemed to have just returned from a real life PUBG base.

Therefore, she was carrying a well-made replica rifle.

In addition, she was carrying a snake!

Ling Pingan looked at the snake in her hand, which was tied up with a hemp rope.

This snake seemed to weigh one or two Jin?

It was completely black. He couldn’t tell what species it was, but he was sure that it was a poisonous snake!

“Customer, where did you catch it?” Ling Pingan asked curiously.

… … ..

Ran Bing looked at the owner of the bookstore in front of her.

She already knew that the owner of the bookstore was actually an extremely terrifying existence.

He was also the object of this tribute.

The moment the flowing fire, whose head was shrouded in fog, saw the small snake in her hand, it immediately burned fiercely.

Under the gaze of the flowing fire, Ran Bing clearly felt that the small snake in her hand instantly became limp, as if it was frightened.

Her voice sounded in her ears, “Customer, where did you catch it?”

This voice sounded casual and peaceful.

But in reality..

To Ran Bing’s ears, it sounded like a heavy and strange drum sound.

Dong Dong Dong!

Dong Dong Dong!

Every word began to change shape.

An inexplicable feeling enveloped Ran Bing’s chest, making it hard for her to breathe.

Ran Bing knew that the mysterious owner of the bookstore was not asking her at all.

He was asking about the small snake in her hand.

Therefore, the meaning of the whole sentence immediately changed.

Ran Bing lowered her head and looked at the small snake that was restrained by some kind of strength that she was holding.

His terrifying head with a horn crown was trembling and shivering.

Every scale of his was trembling in fear!

There was no doubt that he was extremely terrified.

Ran Bing raised her head and looked at the mysterious owner of the bookstore. His head that was covered in fog seemed to be in the position of his eye sockets.

The flowing fire had already started to focus.

It slowly turned into two small dots.

A faint halo spread out from the two small dots.

Layer after layer of the glow slowly dissipated, dyeing the fog in a myriad of colors.

Ran Bing gulped and handed over the snake in her hand.

She bowed deeply. “Sir, this is my gift to you… I hope that you will like it…”

… … ..

Ling Pingan looked at the snake that was handed over and then at the serious expression on the guest’s face.

He thought for a moment and accepted the gift.

After all, a customer was a customer!

This was also a token of her goodwill, so it wasn’t good to reject it!

Moreover..

As he held the snake, Ling Pingan thought of the saliva snake that he had eaten many years ago.

Tears began to flow uncontrollably.

“It will definitely be delicious!” Ling Pingan thought.

Moreover..

Its snake gall was even better when used to brew wine!

Coincidentally, there was also a jar of wine that the girl from the Old Republic family had given him.

The strength and purity of that wine was very high!

It couldn’t be better used to brew snake gall!

Thus, he accepted this guest’s gift with a smile!

In Ling Pingan’s opinion, this was actually this guest’s return gift for the book he had given him last time!

However, this guest might not be very good at interpersonal communication, so he used this method!

As the owner of the bookstore, Ling Pingan knew that he had to adapt to all kinds of people.

Of course..

Ling Pingan was very polite.

Therefore, he held the snake and asked the customer, “Customer, do you want to eat it with me?”

He held the snake and promised seriously, “It’s very delicious!”

“Really!”

The taste of the saliva snake was really great!