The Martial Artist Turned Movie Mogul
Chapter 576 - 575. Tang - Waitress - Shu (Fifth Watch)

Chapter 576: 575. Tang - Waitress - Shu (Fifth Watch)

She was stubborn once again.

Tang Shu looked up at him, "You have nothing much to do at home, why don’t you come live with me in the capital for a few days?"

That suggestion was met with Father Tang’s firm shake of the head, "Won’t go. What’s so good about that place? Besides, who will look after the family shrine?"

Upon hearing this, Tang Shu turned to glance in the direction of the shrine, and even from a distance, her keen vision allowed her to see the Tang family members enshrined within.

The top row was reserved for the respected ancestors of the Tang family.

Starting with Grandma Tang, the uncles from Tang Village were placed on either side below. Of course, they weren’t all genuinely Tang family members; many orphans from that era lacked surnames and naturally took the Tang name upon entering the village.

This place represented all the glory and honor of the Tang family.

"I’ll go offer them incense in a bit."

As memory serves, Xiao Tang Shu would always kneel and bow a few times whenever she came home, a habit that had become indispensable to her.

The present-day Tang Shu also greatly admired the older generation’s experience of shedding blood and giving their lives for the peaceful life of their descendants, having seen plenty of wars in Damo herself. She understood that the prosperous times they now enjoyed were bought with the blood of their predecessors.

Father Tang was in charge of cooking dinner, while Tang Shu stood by the small stove in the yard, occasionally passing a tool or adding a stick of dried firewood, contributing her part to the meal.

"Alright, bring it to the wooden table, and prepare a pot of wine for me."

Father Tang flipped the last dish out of the wok and handed it to the waiting Tang - Waitress - Shu.

"Okay."

Tang Shu placed the bowls and plates of stir-fried dishes onto the wooden table in the living room, then confidently opened the wooden cupboard, taking out a black wine jar. The moment the seal on the top was broken, the aroma of rice wine immediately filled the air.

This was wine personally brewed by Father Tang, a true high-purity rice wine. In addition to that, there were a few jars of sorghum wine, not high in alcohol content, but with a rich, aged flavor.

After washing his hands, Father Tang had already taken his seat on the stool, waiting to eat.

The old-style Tang family home continued to preserve ancient furniture, whether it be tables, chairs, or cabinets used for storage, all exuding a sense of history.

Even though Father Tang was a true modern man and had lived in the capital for many years, he rarely added modern items to the house. Besides a television, flashlight, and light bulb, and the tall signal tower outside, Tang Shu had not seen any other modern appliances.

"How’s your study going? Can you keep up?"

"I can keep up."

"What’s with your Weibo? It caused quite a stir!"

Father Tang knew about his daughter’s Give and Take Weibo account; she had previously pestered him by asking all sorts of questions about medicinal herbs to share with her followers. But he was quite shaken when he decided to check it out a few days ago and saw the commotion.

"Um—Which incident are you referring to?"

"....."

Father Tang’s lips seemed to twitch, but he didn’t continue to inquire.

"Let’s eat."

The old father grabbed a chopstick-full of feather cabbage and added it to his daughter’s bowl.

"Thank you, Dad."

Tang Shu took a bite of the feather cabbage, relieved that her original self had also learned painting and calligraphy as a child.

In some respects, they were quite similar.

"Right, Dad, I harvested some medicinal herbs a while ago. Could you take a look at them for me?"

As the two dishes and a soup on the table were nearing their end, Tang Shu put her bowl down and took out some items from the small porcelain bottle she had brought, her findings from West Market.

Father Tang, seeing her treat them so cautiously, became interested. As he looked at the well-preserved herbs inside, his expression shifted from surprised to contemplative and finally to certainty.

"If I’m not mistaken, this one is snow lotus, this one is moon-facing grass, and the last should be the Full Moon Plant."

Tang Shu was somewhat stunned.

She had once inquired about these three herbs with Professor Yu, who didn’t recognize them and was certain they had gone extinct elsewhere. And yet, her father had accurately named them?

Moreover, the names he used were different from those recorded in the ancient tomb, but instead, they matched exactly with what she knew from Damo...

"Dad, have you... seen these before?"

"No, this is the first time I’ve seen them. They should grow in the Tibetan Area, right?"

Father Tang shook his head, hitting the nail on the head once again.

The first time you’ve seen them? You don’t seem like it’s your first time at all.

Tang Shu fell silent and used her eyes to signal her father to tell the truth, and he pointed in the direction of the study.

"The Old Tang Family has preserved quite a number of medical classics. One of the ancient books has a record of them, which I remembered after reading before, but... according to the ancient texts, these three types of herbs are extremely rare, serendipitous rather than sought after. It seems they have become extinct?"

He never expected to see the real thing one day.

That evening, Tang Shu plunged into the ancient books in the study.

Since Tang Village was located deep in the mountains and forests, and had its own manpower during the impoverished times, it suffered no calamities, and old items like ancient books were well preserved.

When she found the so-called medical classic, Tang Shu felt a strange sensation in her heart.

This book... why does it look familiar?

***

The next day.

Father Tang chose a good spot in a cellar in the village to set up a home for the three types of medicinal herbs.

After inspecting the surrounding environment, Tang Shu couldn’t help but admire his ability to choose a location.

"This place is deep in the mountains, with temperatures naturally lower than outside. The cellar is even colder than outside by several degrees, truly suitable for their growth."

The three types of medicinal herbs all thrive in the shade and rarely see sunlight; this location satisfied all the external conditions.

The difference was that their original habitat was in the Northwest, but now they were moved to the Northeast. Aside from the differing altitudes, the temperatures in both places were quite similar.

Just as the two of them were planning to eat, Father Tang’s "senior citizen phone," which he had used for who knows how many years, vibrated a few times.

After answering the call with a couple of hums, he decisively turned to his daughter.

"Go down the mountain and pick someone up in town."

Pick someone up?

"A guest?"

"Mhm."

"What’s their name, can you give me a cell phone number?"

"No need, you’ll see them once you get down the mountain."

After saying that, Father Tang picked up his crossbow and walked up the mountain, leaving her with his retreating figure.

"Just go and pick up the person properly, I’ll prepare some food to entertain the guest."

Tang Shu: "..."

You think this is a detective game? At least give me a clue!

With a skeptical attitude, Tang Shu went down the mountain as fast as she could, and the moment she saw the person, she understood instantly.

"Jing Yu?!"

Standing in front of the stone stool of the small town was Jing Yu, dressed in a suit, carrying a large package that was packed full.

"So surprised? Didn’t Uncle Tang tell you?"

"...He didn’t."

Tang Shu sighed helplessly, realizing for the first time that Father Tang had some mischievous thoughts.

Seeing Jing Yu walking towards her, she looked around him.

"Is it just you?"

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