Chapter 230 Qualification [04] Taiping Street, Salvation Church
"I have a two-story house near Imperial City University with a big yard." Mo Qing said slowly, "I'm afraid of thieves and I need a caretaker."
Jiang Ke finally turned around and glanced at her.
He asked: “Where did you get your house from?
"Look for what you want from Gu."
What Mo Qing said was very reasonable.
In fact, she should be confident.
When Mo Qing detoxified Gu Wanwan, the reward he wanted was a house.
This house is a few years old. It is located in an old street that has not been demolished. The environment is average, but it is clean and convenient. You can walk to the south gate of Imperial City University in about a quarter of an hour.
She asked Gu Wanwan to renovate it, and everything that should be in the house was found.
When she was in Dongshi City, Gu Wanwan gave her the key.
School was about to start, and Mo Qing wanted to go take a look first.
"Has he completed all the procedures for you?" Jiang Ke asked.
"Um."
"Where will you live from now on?"
"certainly."
Jiang Ke frowned slightly, looking at the coffee in Mo Qing's hand, his face looked a bit foul.
Mo Qing didn't know where to offend him. It happened that Peng Liang came with dinner at this time, so she ignored Jiang Ke and went to eat first.
*
The next morning, the sun was shining brightly and the sky was clear.
Jiang Ke quit a bunch of work and personally drove Mo Qing to her house.
This street is very special.
This place is called "Taiping Street" and was established a hundred years ago.
The architect who worked at that time had some skills. He was proficient in Feng Shui, geography, and history. When designing this street, he integrated local cultural characteristics. When the street was first built, it became a major landscape.
Now, the surrounding streets have been demolished, but this "Taiping Street" is maintained at state expense and demolition is strictly prohibited.
The main street is also a popular tourist attraction.
Mo Qing still has a good eye for choosing a house.
The architect has a long-term vision and adopted a one-way design. The road is spacious and there is no sense of cramped between buildings. Driving through the streets and lining up the buildings on both sides is like traveling back to the Republic of China era.
"here?"
Jiang Ke followed the navigation and drove the car to the destination.
Mo Qing was about to fall asleep. Hearing the sound, he half-opened his eyes, tilted his head, looked at the house outside the window, and nodded: "Yeah."
She got out of the car.
The door was a wooden double door. She took out the key and unlocked it, put her hand against the door, and applied a little force, and the door opened with a creak.
The yard is 60 square meters, with a gravel path in the middle. The weeds on the left and right have been cleared, but they are still not all removed. Some of the weeds have grown out. The tallest ones can reach up to the knees.
Walking through the gravel road, you will find a one or two-story building with an antique style. In the middle is the living room, with the kitchen and dining room on the right, a separate bathroom on the left, and an empty room that was used as a study by the original owner.
On the second floor are four bedrooms.
The room was very clean, and with a little tidying up, it was ready for check-in.
Mo Qing walked around and came to the yard. She squatted down, reached out and picked up some soil, twirled it in her hands, and then frowned: "Can you find good soil?"
Jiang Ke happened to come out. Hearing this, he answered: "Want to grow vegetables?"
"Growing Chinese medicine."
Jiang Ke was a little surprised by these words: "The Chinese medicine in the Divine Doctor Village is not for your use?"
"For ordinary Chinese medicine, you can buy it in the market or ask for it from the Miracle Doctor Village." Mo Qing threw the soil away and clapped his hands, "The Chinese medicine I want to cultivate has a price but no market."
Jiang Ke's eyebrows moved.
In the fragments of his memory, there was indeed a scene of Mo Qing planting Chinese medicine. It was not a large-scale planting, but a small-scale cultivation. She did have experience in this area.
So Jiang Ke asked: "When do you need soil?"
Mo Qing glanced at him: "The sooner, the better."
"Fertile?"
"Yes..." Mo Qing thought for a moment and felt that her soil requirements were enough to write an article, so he simply said, "I will sort it out and send you the requirements tonight."
Jiang Ke nodded: "Okay."
The scenery was just right, and the two of them were in no hurry to go back, but there was nothing bad going on in the house.
"I heard that there haven't been any changes on the street. I remember that the main street is a commercial street and it's usually very lively. Do you want to take a look?" Mo Qing came out after washing his hands and asked Jiang Ke.
Jiang Ke frowned slightly: "Have you ever lived here?"
"When I was doing research at Imperial University, I would occasionally stay here."
"..." Jiang Ke realized that he was not surprised. He took advantage of the situation and asked, "What research?"
"Chinese herbal medicine." Mo Qing walked onto the gravel road, "There was also a shortage of precious medicinal materials back then. There were many herbal medicines. I have only seen them in ancient books."
Jiang Ke followed her.
The two of them went out.
Mo Qing continued: "At that time, there was a female professor named Ni Jin who had been studying Chinese herbal medicine for more than ten years and was considered a treasure trove of medicinal knowledge. I visited her twice, and unexpectedly, the more we talked, the more we became interested. At that time, she happened to want to study various Herbal properties, and I was interested in herbs with miraculous effects, so we hit it off and became partners."
"Ni Jin?"
"You know?"
"Something sounds familiar." Jiang Ke thought for a while, but had no impression, "Maybe I heard it somewhere."
Mo Qing smiled.
It's not impossible.
However, it is impossible for Ni Jin to survive until now.
…
The two came to the main street.
After walking for a short distance, Mo Qing and Jiang Ke saw a long line of people queuing outside a medical clinic with a plaque that read "Salvage Hall", extending for more than ten meters from the door.
