After dressing as a superb old woman, I am bound to the power system

"What can the prestige system do?" Qiao Lan asked.

[The prestige system depends on the host's contribution to the people around him. The host can gain prestige by helping strangers. Acquaintances are not included in the scope of gaining prestige! The prestige system is an auxiliary function of the powerful system. Points can also be used to participate in draws and purchase items and props. 】

After listening to the system's explanation, Qiao Lan felt that this thing was outrageous.

Prestige can only come from strangers, that is, you must help strangers, otherwise where can you get prestige?

Qiao Lan thought about it and decided to forget it and just let it happen! She had already completed the task by chance, so could she still be expected to do good deeds and do good deeds to gain the prestige system?

But it's always good to get points.

Just do it as a random small task. If you have points, you will get them. If you don’t, you won’t.

Although it's not of much use, it can accumulate some points.

The fire on the haystack burned quickly and was extinguished alarmingly. Everyone was worried and watched for a long time, making sure that there was no flames at all before they dared to leave.

Guys, you look at me and I look at you. I looked at Sun Ping, who blocked the fire on one side, and stepped forward to praise a few words, "You are young and capable!"

Sun Ping had a reserved temper. Being surrounded by so many people, his ears turned red and he even panicked. He returned behind the Duan family with a shovel.

Oh, it turns out they are from the same family!

"Thank you so much, Mr. Duan!" Everyone expressed gratitude to Duan Mingjing.

"If you hadn't helped put out the fire, the fire wouldn't have been extinguished so quickly!" Everyone gathered around Duan Mingjing and praised him.

Although Duan Mingjing has been praised by many friends, he has never been praised by a group of people sincerely.

He wanted to say something modest and shameless, but before the words came out of his throat, he suddenly thought of his mother still beside him, and he didn't dare to say anything.

Duan Mingjing coughed a few times and cleared his throat, "Everywhere, it's all the methods taught by my mother! It's my mother's credit!"

Everyone gathered around Qiao Lan again.

"The old lady is really well-informed! People say that having an old person in the family is like having a treasure. I didn't believe it, but now I do!"

Qiao Lan didn't dare to take credit and be arrogant, "My old lady is just talking about it, it's everyone who contributes to the quilt!"

"How did the old lady know that fire can be extinguished with a quilt?" Someone immediately asked curiously.

Qiao Lan felt that he could not explain the truth that fire needs oxygen to burn, so he made up a story, "I heard an expert say that the flame grows slowly and needs to be completely suppressed before it can be extinguished."

"Ordinary things can't be knocked off, so we can only find a quilt to press them down. If they are pressed firmly, the flames will not rise, so they will naturally be extinguished!"

Qiao Lan's easy-to-understand explanation made many people think it made sense!

As trees grow taller, they can become shorter by pruning them, and flames can be suppressed by pruning them continuously.

Although some people's quilts were burnt or burned, they didn't care. After all, from the moment they took the quilts out, they were determined not to take them back.

What could be more important than putting out fires?

Compared with how much people praise the Duan family, they are not so angry with the person who started the fire!

When fighting fires before, some people immediately took their own water bottles and poured them on the fire to put out the fire!

Unfortunately, only a small area was watered down.

The man was helpless, but he accepted his fate. After all, it was his family who lit the fire.

The crowd gathered around them and forced them to hand over the flints they used to light the fire, and threw them into the woods as it got dark.

The old woman wailed and hurriedly looked for it, "My flint! How can I cook without the flint?"

Someone immediately shouted angrily, "What are you going to cook?"

"You deliberately kicked Martian Zi out and almost set the forest on fire. You want to burn us all here, right?"

"From tomorrow onwards, stop following us! Go alone! We don't welcome a scourge like you!"

"That's it! Don't follow us, go your own way!"

Facing everyone's anger, the old woman shrank back like a quail, stopped looking for flint, and huddled behind her son and daughter-in-law.

Her son kept apologizing, and her daughter-in-law comforted the crying child.

When everyone saw this, they dispersed with a few words of fear.

They were also very tired and did not have much time to educate the family.

Besides, I haven’t finished my water yet!

Some people picked up quilts and went home, and some people surrounded their fires with gravel to prevent the fire from burning out. After all, the forest was burned just now, which was clearly visible in their minds.

Compared to the forest being burned, Duan Mingjing was more worried about the lack of firewood.

Although this bamboo can produce water when roasted, the bamboo joints are connected drop by drop. Even if five or six bamboos are put together, it will take a long time to get a mouthful of water.

As for a gourd of water, Duan Mingjing was worried that it would be necessary to replace it with bamboo overnight. Even if he took the roasted bamboo and burned it, it would not be enough.

He was a little hesitant in his heart, because he was afraid that as soon as he said this, his mother would ask him to chop wood.

It's getting dark, it's dark, it's so unsafe in the woods!

Not to mention snakes, there are wild beasts that suddenly appear and insects that fall into the neck.

Although I haven't seen any tigers or wolves in the past few days, maybe the wild animals heard their movements and ran away.

Just when Duan Mingjing was struggling, Sun Ping silently came back with a bundle of firewood.

These were the dead branches he had just picked up by the roadside. He thought he didn't have enough firewood at home, so he brought a bundle back.

Duan Mingjing immediately stepped forward excitedly and patted Sun Ping on the shoulder, leaving the whole family a little confused.

The next night was still spent with several sons of the Duan family taking turns to keep vigil.

Because I was in a hurry and ate a lot of food, the weight of the carriage was reduced a lot, and people could occasionally rest on it and the horses could pull it.

This is a good thing and a bad thing.

What Qiao Lan means is that the journey down there is no longer so urgent. There is not enough food at home until the end, so we need to cook some outside.

The next morning, Qiao Lan got up and took a look at the baked bamboo juice. It was slightly yellow in color compared to the water, and had a faint bamboo fragrance.

It can hold two water bladders, which is pretty good!

Fresh bamboo juice is a good thing!

It can clear away heat, reduce phlegm and relieve cough. It can be drunk as traditional Chinese medicine!

Qiao Lan only glanced at it and then ordered, "Mix this bamboo drain water with other water and let everyone drink some."

"Mom, do you want to wait until the water is gone before drinking this bamboo drain water?" Duan Mingjing asked.

Although the bamboo-roasted water seemed extremely elegant, Duan Mingjing felt that the water did not look very clean and was very turbid.

There is still water to drink now, and this bamboo draining can delay it for a few more days.

Qiao Lan glanced at Duan Mingjing's area. She could tell what Duan Mingjing was thinking at a glance.

"Okay, if you don't want to drink it, don't drink it!"

"How can you? Mom! I want to drink it!" Duan Mingjing hurriedly explained.

As he spoke, he took a sip to prove his innocence.

Qiao Lan ignored this cheap second son and helped the daughters-in-law at home.

After Duan Mingjing proved his innocence, he found that his mother had no intention of paying attention to him, and he felt a little disappointed for a while.