I Can Record Wonders

Chapter 8: Innate Seductive Beauty, Alluring Cheap Goods

Sitting Oblivion Beach is about eight or nine zhang long and six or seven chi wide.

In the middle are clusters of reef rocks protruding from the sea surface, extending into the sea on both sides to form tidal flats.

During high tide, the Cloud Spirit Turtle climbs onto the tidal flats on the back of huge waves to exchange air. At this time, as long as one sits on the reef rock in the middle, they can witness the spectacular view of the "Spirit Turtle's Breath".

Because there is still some time before high tide, the Scenic Scholar on Spirit Turtle Island has not appeared yet.

After stepping onto the reef rock, everyone chooses their own seat.

Most of them are dressed brightly, except for Fu Ning and Yun Niang, who seem out of place among them.

One is as pale as paper, weak and feeble, like a sick ghost.

One is covered in bloodstains, with tattered clothes, like a beggar.

"Cough, cough, cough~"

"Where did this consumptive ghost come from? So unlucky!"

Due to the strong wind on the reef rock, Fu Ning couldn't help but cough a few more times, causing the people around to avoid him like avoiding a plague.

This made him feel like shouting "hot water, hot water" and passing through the crowd.

As a result, both of them ended up choosing a spot with a wide view.

It turns out that being weak also has its advantages.

"How did you end up here?!"

Suddenly, a disdainful voice came from behind.

Mei Niang looked at Yun Niang in front of her in disbelief, and the whip in her sleeve became scorching hot once again.

Yun Niang instinctively shrunk her neck, while Fu Ning next to her instantly guessed her identity and pretended to ask innocently, "Is this young lady the Scenic Scholar from the mountain?"

In fact, Fu Ning's words were a reminder that this is Sitting Oblivion Beach, so it's better not to resort to violence.

Upon hearing Fu Ning's words, Mei Niang's movements indeed froze.

She then looked at the person in front of her again, who looked sickly and seemed to be with Yun Niang.

She thought to herself: Where did this wild man come from?

A displeased expression flashed across Mei Niang's face, and then she deliberately raised her voice, "Although this young lady is not a Scenic Scholar, I can't stand seeing others pretending to be one and sneaking into Sitting Oblivion Beach."

Her voice suddenly increased, quickly attracting the attention of the crowd.

Many of these people were Mei Niang's admirers, so naturally there were no lack of flatterers among them.

For a while, various voices emerged one after another.

"That's right! I've long seen that they are not right, looking poor and shabby, how could they possibly produce pearl clams?"

"Mei Niang is truly perceptive, seeing through their calculations at a glance."

"Yes, yes, Mei Niang is smart and beautiful, truly a flower of our Left-foot Lane."

The words were filled with jealousy and envy, one after another.

Is this the power of bootlickers?

Fu Ning glanced at Cheng Mei Niang and saw her beautiful face, but her eyes were full of pride. Just as Hua Ya'er had said, she had a seductive face but a heart like a snake.

A pure seductive cheap goods.

But as long as there is food at home, there is no need to panic.

Fu Ning couldn't be bothered to argue with them, allowing the cold mockery and sarcasm to fall on deaf ears.

Engaging in a debate with this group of bootlickers was as futile as a dog trying to snatch its own feces, winning would be disgusting, losing would be unlucky.

But this scene fell into Mei Niang's eyes, making her even more convinced that he was feeling guilty.

So she firmly believed that her guess was correct and thought to herself, "You won't shed tears until you see the coffin!"

But how should she bring these two scum back to their original state?

At this moment, a voice sounded from beside her, "Mei Niang, no need to worry. I have a way to help you vent your anger."

Mei Niang looked towards the sound and saw a person dressed in luxurious clothes, slightly chubby, with eyes narrowed into slits, as if they were melting and sticking onto her.

Truly disgusting.

Mei Niang cursed inwardly, but on the surface, she put on a seductive smile because she recognized the person as Qian Duobao, the heir of the Qian Family from Left-foot Lane.

Spirit Turtle Island has four lanes, each corresponding to one of Spirit Turtle's limbs: Left Stretch Lane, Right Stretch Lane, Left-foot Lane, and Right Kick Lane.

Each lane is headed by a prominent family.

The Cheng family is in charge of Left-foot Lane, the Zheng family is in charge of Right Kick Lane, and the Qian family is in charge of Left Stretch Lane.

The person named Qian Duobao is none other than the only son of Qian Gaoxuan, a steward of the Qian family.

Qian Duobao doesn't have many hobbies, apart from his love for money, he is particularly interested in girls.

Since he first saw Cheng Meiniang, he was amazed and became her loyal follower.

Cheng Meiniang is well aware of this, but she is mentally repulsed by his appearance.

So she only superficially flatters him, a single glance is enough to make him happy for days.

At this moment, when he suddenly heard him say that he can help her vent her anger, she immediately put on a look of grievance and said, "Brother Qian, can you really help Meiniang with this?"

Qian Duobao's face turned red when he heard Cheng Meiniang's sweet voice, and he smelled a hint of a girl's fragrance. His whole body felt numb.

"Of course, I can definitely do it!"

He nodded eagerly, then lowered his voice and said, so that only the two of them could hear, "Today, Sitting Oblivion Beach is being supervised by my cousin Qian Mingyuan. With my face, he will definitely help Meiniang."

When Cheng Meiniang heard this, her eyes were filled with charm.

Although this fat guy is ugly, he is reliable when it comes to getting things done.

He is a good tool~

"Brother Qian, you're so kind. How can Meiniang thank you?"

Her voice was soft and gentle, like a soft needle, piercing into the marrow.

At the same time, she moved closer to him.

If he were a king, in this situation, he would naturally go with the flow and take advantage of the opportunity.

But for someone like Qian Duobao, who is inexperienced, he couldn't handle this situation. His blood pressure soared, his heart rate reached two hundred, and his CPU was smoking.

"Cough, Meiniang... you don't have to be polite to me."

After saying that, he shyly lowered his head, but in his heart, he felt as sweet as honey: Meiniang is really good.

This scene is so tempting.

Just then, the sound of a conch shell suddenly came from the sky.

Everyone quickly looked towards the sound and saw a white cloud hanging in the blue sky, which was not there before.

The cloud was the size of a washbasin, and faintly, one could see figures moving inside.

Suddenly, three people fell out of the cloud.

They were wearing white robes with the Spirit Turtle pattern embroidered on them.

The leader was tall and serious-looking, but when Qian Duobao saw his face, a smile appeared on his chubby face.

This person was none other than his cousin Qian Mingyuan.

Qian Mingyuan seemed to sense something and instantly noticed Qian Duobao winking at him.

He remained calm on the surface but discreetly stood next to Qian Duobao.

"Offer the pearls."

Without any visible action, he already had a jade plate in his hand.

The two disciples behind him also had similar jade plates, each holding one in different corners.

The so-called "offering the pearls" is actually collecting entrance fees, three pearl clams per person.

The three of them collected the pearls from three different directions.

Naturally, Qian Mingyuan started with Qian Duobao, who was closest to him.

Qian Duobao had already prepared his words in his heart. During the brief time of paying the pearl clams, he described the appearance of Fu Ning and Yun Niang.

Fu Ning and Yun Niang were already standing out from the crowd.

Qian Mingyuan's gaze narrowed, and he immediately noticed the two of them. He then gave Qian Duobao a knowing look.

I'm not very good at writing scenes where someone shows off and gets slapped in the face. The past few chapters should be enough. Please forgive me, dear readers.

(End of this chapter)