A domineering country girl flirts with her son, and Commander Huo can't resist.

"You're different. You can make ordinary potatoes and radishes taste like they're from a state-run restaurant. That's real skill."

After saying that, Qiao An casually took out two apples from her bag, which she had prepared on the way.

"Sister Qin, I'll have to rely on you a lot in the future. I'm just a country woman, I don't know anything, I'm just a helper."

Qiao An emphasized the words "helper".

There is a world of difference between a full-time employee and a hired helper.

Looking at the two bright red apples, and hearing what Qiao An said, Qin Feng's anger instantly subsided by half.

She took the apple and put it in her pocket, her expression softening slightly.

"Those ingredients were found by you, so it's all thanks to you."

"Hey, don't say that. Isn't this all thanks to my cousin? Jiang said he'd put me in charge of purchasing from now on, so you'll have to check everything I buy."

Some things don't need to be said too clearly; it's enough if both parties understand the meaning.

Qin Feng knew that Qiao An was trying to curry favor with her and was making offerings, so she stopped keeping a straight face.

"Alright, I'll take a look for you. Go wash the potatoes first, and then go buy the groceries."

"Why!"

Joan rolled up her sleeves and started working.

Qin Feng was a long-time employee, and she hadn't really provoked him, so Qiao An didn't want to be her enemy for the time being.

The most important tasks now are dealing with the tricycle and getting rid of the stuff in the space.

After washing the potatoes, Qiao An went to He Hua's office to ask for money.

The daily food allowance for the police station is 50 cents per person.

Recently, all the police officers have been out investigating theft gangs, leaving early and returning late every day, so the food expenses have recently increased to 70 cents per person.

For a police station in a town, this is already a lot.

Qiao An finally understood why people these days are so desperate to get into public institutions—the benefits are indeed good.

In the village, each household spends less than one yuan a day on food, while each person at the police station spends seven mao (0.7 yuan).

Qiao An only earns 10 yuan a month as a helper, which isn't even enough for someone to eat for half a month.

He Hua gave Qiao An eight yuan to buy vegetables and meat; the canteen also had staple food.

As she took the money, Joan noticed an open red book on the desk, its edges curled up, and her handwritten reflections still on it.

"Director He, could you please give me this little red book?"

"What do you need someone for? Don't you have one?" He Hua asked curiously.

"I didn't have any. I couldn't read before, so the brigade couldn't give me any. But now I know quite a few characters. I really want to improve."

"This one's a bit old, would you like me to get you a new one?"

Qiao An waved her hands repeatedly, "No need, no need! I just want to see you, to learn from your advanced ideas, and maybe I'll have a chance to join the Party in the future."

He Hua was an honest person, and seeing that Qiao An genuinely wanted to improve, he simply gave her his marriage certificate.

"Take this, study hard and make progress every day. I'll be your introducer for joining the Party in the future."

"Oh! Thank you, Director He."

Seeing Qiao An carefully putting away the little red book, He Hua was even more gratified.

Young people should be this eager to learn.

Joan is really great!

With her food allowance for the day, Qiao An rode He Hua's bike back to the abandoned factory.

Today she picked some cabbage and fennel at the farm, and also took a piece of pork belly from the supplies area that she had organized last night.

She didn't take any fruit.

Good things lose their novelty if they appear every day.

After doing all this, Joan called Deng Fang.

Send He Hua's little red book to him.

A few minutes later, Deng Fang on the other end of the line sent him countless exclamation marks.

He said that the power of faith contained in He Hua's little red book was more than that in a temple, and it was very pure.

Before Qiao An could reply, Deng Fang sent her a stack of low-level talismans.

Whether these talismans can be used still needs to be tested by Qiao An; Deng Fang will not give her those that cannot be used in the future.

Joan glanced at it briefly.

These talismans come in all shapes and sizes.

【Heart-Peeping Talisman】: Allows you to hear other people's thoughts.

[Truth Charm]: Makes the target answer any question and only allow them to tell the truth.

【Tracking Talisman】: Burn it along with the target's personal belongings to track their whereabouts.

【Immobilization Charm】: Can temporarily immobilize a target.

[Water-Avoiding Talisman]: Allows you to breathe underwater for a short period of time.

【Animal Language Symbols】: Allows you to understand animal speech in a short time.

......

There are many more, too many for Qiao An to read all at once.

After storing the talisman in her spatial storage, Qiao An timed her journey to the police station.

Along the way, whenever no one was around, she would take out a talisman.

The talisman can spontaneously combust with the slightest friction.

In such a short time, half a stack has already been burned.

So far, only the [True Word Talisman] and [Great Strength Talisman] are usable, and both have a one-day duration.

To get back to the police station, you have to go through the market.

It's market day today, and it's a bit congested even for bike riders.

Joan had no choice but to get out of the car and push it around.

She saw mice again on the way!

The mouse looked a bit gloomy today, as if it was radiating a murderous aura.

Judging from his appearance, he should know that the warehouse had been emptied.

What good will knowing do?

They got these things from dubious sources to begin with, so they didn't dare make a big deal out of it if they lost them.

This is truly a case of someone suffering in silence, unable to express their bitterness.

It's his fault for making things difficult for her yesterday; otherwise, she wouldn't have gone to such extremes.

The rat was quick; it stole two wallets in just a few seconds and then passed them on to its accomplices.

Qiao An calmly pushed the cart, brushing past the mouse.

The mouse, which had already taken a few steps, suddenly stopped and turned to look at the woman pushing the bicycle.

This figure... is exactly the same as the woman in the black market yesterday.

That's right!

Even their walking posture is the same.

Haozi was extremely anxious about the warehouse, and Boss Ren returned the deposit.

Now the brothers have nothing, they'll be starving this year.

Today he brought his brothers to the market; they came to steal things as a group.

If they can get their hands on the channels that Joan has, they might have a chance to turn things around.

After catching up with Qiao An, Haozi made a hand gesture to his brothers next to him.

After leaving the market street, Qiao An did not ride her bicycle away.

If she rides away, won't the mice and the others be unable to keep up with her?

Actually, Qiao An had sensed someone following her while she was at the market. She had a strong sixth sense, especially sensitive to hostile stares.

There were five people in total.

Five young and strong men.

Two hours ago, Joan would have definitely run away immediately.

With the original owner's small frame, let alone fighting, she couldn't even lift a bucket of water.

But things are different now; the [Great Strength Talisman] is now working.

Joan felt she could lift an old ox with one hand.

That's why she dared to let these people follow her, and even led them into a deserted alley.

Even if the rats were smart, they wouldn't believe that Qiao An, a woman, would dare to fight them alone.

They followed Joanne into a deserted alley.

Soon, the mouse gave a wink to the person next to it.

The group ran forward quickly, passed Qiao An, and stopped to block her path.

"What are you doing!" Joan propped up her bicycle against the wall.

"Where did you get those things you sold on the black market yesterday?"

After saying that, the mouse was stunned.