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The village chief of Xianyu Village is old and has lost half of his teeth. He drinks tea more often on weekdays and is one of the few people in Xianyu Village who can drink tea.

But it was just broken tea that no one in the shop bought. Occasionally, when I had some spare money, I would buy a few cents to satisfy my craving.

This was the first time he drank mint water. The chief of Xianyu Village smacked his lips twice, savoring the refreshing feeling brought by the mint.

"This mint water is good for cooling off. Drink more if you like it." When Old Lady Xu heard the village chief of Xianyu Village call her Madam Xu, she felt a lot younger in an instant. Seeing that he liked it, she brought the pot over and refilled the water.

"Mrs. Xu is so generous!" Mrs. Xu was even happier when she heard this. These mint leaves were picked in the valley. After drying them, there were still a lot of them left. It didn't cost her any extra money or effort.

"Come on, who wants more? There's more! Don't worry about not having enough to drink. As long as you help me at home, you'll have something to drink every day!"

"Hello, Aunt Xu! So generous!" The man who spoke grinned with his big white teeth. His Mandarin was not very standard, but Aunt Xu could still understand it despite the hesitations.

The man held his bowl and walked up to Old Lady Xu, who filled his bowl without saying a word.

"Thank you, Auntie!" The man picked it up and took a sip, and the next moment he let out a satisfied sigh.

After the man finished drinking, he wanted another bowl, but the people behind him immediately became anxious and started talking in their local dialect.

"Aji, go drink, the brothers are waiting!"

"Wait a moment, I'll get another bowl!"

"Are you a water buffalo? You drank two big bowls and you're still not satisfied!"

"Two bowls are not enough! I can drink two more bowls!"

"Boy, did you drink this tea as wine?"

"Uncle, what does the wine taste like? Is it delicious? Is it better than this tea?"

"Why do you care about this, little kid? Wine is different! This wine is very spicy and not as delicious as this tea!"

"I think so too!" The kid's eyes sparkled. He had never tasted anything so delicious before! It was icy and cool, with a hint of sweetness!

"Haha, you little kid!" The men shook their heads and laughed. The child had not drunk many good things. Those men who wanted to refill their bowls glanced at the pot in Old Lady Xu's hand and the bucket beside her, and drank the unfinished mint water in one gulp. Then they put down their bowls and worked even harder!

In the end, the only ones left by Old Lady Xu's side were the children, who were holding their bowls cautiously.

"Village chief, we still have plenty of mint water! Talk to those young men and ask them to come and get some if they want to drink!" Old Mrs. Xu handed the bucket to the old village chief, went back, and carried two loads of mint water over with Zhang!

As for Xu Ning, she used two points to exchange for a black signing pen and used five points to exchange for a dozen pieces of stationery.

But when she spread out the letter paper on the table, she was in trouble when she started to write.

Because Xu Ning hasn't written a letter for more than ten years.

In the first sentence, she wrote Dear Sister Pei?

Is it appropriate? Is it not appropriate?

"Bao, what is the format of writing letters in the Daqing Dynasty?"

"Hello player, the format of writing letters in Daqing Dynasty will deduct two points."

It’s just two points, deduct it!

The next second, a handwritten letter written by someone from the Daqing Dynasty automatically appeared on the display screen in Xu Ning's mind.

Xu Ning took a careful look, then watched motionlessly for a long time. She finally put away her pen and envelope.

Forget it, she couldn’t write it because she couldn’t understand the language of the Daqing Dynasty at all.

The characters of the Daqing Dynasty were neither traditional Chinese characters nor oracle bone scripts. They were an ancient script that Xu Ning had never seen before.

"Bao, how many points does it take to write a letter for someone else?" Xu Ning had to bow to fate, and then she thought: "How many points does it take to recognize all the characters of the Daqing Dynasty (almost Tongsheng)?"