Chapter 29 Flowers bloom in spring, fourteen, fifteen and sixteen! (Happy New Year!)
"Hey, you fortune teller dog, do you think you can outrun an angry person like me?"

Old Blue held the iron chain and easily suppressed the Husky that rushed forward. For the first time, he felt that the magic potion that enhanced physical fitness was also quite good...

In his previous life, he had seen a lot of funny videos, such as the husky that awakened its instinct and pulled its owner like a sled, and the dog that was like a wild dog that had run away from its leash...

"Oooooh~" Ah Fu turned his head, staring at his old but incredibly powerful master with innocent eyes, and howled twice with some grievance.

"Ha," Old Blue walked slowly towards the nearby vegetable market, "Dog, oh dog, even though not many people keep dogs these days, and no one stipulates that dogs must be leashed when walking outside, but we are civilized people, aren't we? Pah, I'm a civilized person, you're a civilized dog... Hey, this is called being cautious when alone!"

"Besides, Tingen's sewer system is still far from complete. It's okay here on Daffodil Street, at most there's some horse manure left by carriages... Fuck, no shit!" Old Blue pulled the chain, making a rattling sound. "Are you doing this on purpose? You want to shit when I mention horse manure? I didn't bring any shovel, toilet paper, or plastic bags... Fuck, there's no plastic in this era..."

"Aoao!" Ah Fu stood up from his squatting body, leaving a ball of substance behind. He wagged his tail happily and asked for credit to the owner beside him. Look, you said you wanted feces, here it is for you!
Old Blue stopped complaining abruptly. He stared at the poop on the ground, then looked up and around. It was past four in the afternoon, but there were still people going to the market to buy cheap vegetables and meat that were not fresh enough. They didn't care about the strange-looking dog defecating in the street, but they were puzzled by an old man walking his dog on a leash.

——People are hungry, keeping a dog is too extravagant, and many landlords do not allow pets...

"What a sin, Ah Fu," Old Blue bent down and patted the dog's head, "From now on, you have to deal with your own poop, just watch!"

He pulled out a large piece of yellowed paper from his pocket. This kind of paper is very hard and is popular among poorer families for use as toilet paper.

This is the type of furniture the Moretti family used before they moved out of Iron Cross Street.

Old Blue used all his imagination and used one piece of paper as a shovel and the other as a plastic bag to deal with the real dog poop mixed with mud. In the surprised eyes of passers-by, he held his head high and left with the happy Husky.

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"If I remember correctly, Klein is going to have braised lamb and honey roast meat tonight..."

Old Bruce was holding a brown paper bag in one hand, imagining, his mouth drooling. "It sounds delicious, honey barbecue... Klein really likes sweet food..."

Erha walked steadily, trying to keep his body balanced, because on his back was a beef bone with a little bit of meat, a tool for grinding teeth and a prop for satisfying his appetite! He couldn't lose it! His mouth was secreting saliva, and he wanted to bite open the fragile paper bag right now, pick up the bone, lick the meat, and hold it to sleep! "Woof woof! Aoao!"

With a creak, the door of No. 11 Narcissus Street opened. Nancy appeared at the door and said with a smile:

"Mr. Blue, I heard a dog barking just now, and I wondered if you were back..."

"..." A big question mark appeared above Old Blue's head, and he complained in his heart: "I heard a dog barking? Is she scolding me? A time traveler?"

So he spoke in Chinese:

"Flowers in the spring?"

"?"

Nancy's face was full of confusion, and she looked like she didn't understand at all. Old Blue realized that he had been overthinking... "It's okay. I just said something in my hometown dialect. Come on, pick it up. We bought a lot of ingredients this time..."

"Awooo~" Erha also shook the bag on his back to show off his harvest.

"Okay, Mr. Blue, is this the bread from Slin Bakery? It smells so good!" Nancy took the paper bag containing 8 pounds of oatmeal bread. The aroma of the baked bread wafted out, making her sigh with emotion.

"That's right, the lower part of Iron Cross Street is still a bit chaotic. Someone actually wants to take Ah Fu back. Maybe they want to take him back to eat dog meat?" Old Blue walked to the kitchen to the right of the dining table with a bag of vegetables and meat and complained.

"Awooo~" Ah Fu was spinning around with a brown paper bag on his back, but he couldn't reach the beef bones on his back. He ran to the kitchen in a hurry and pulled at Old Blue's trouser legs, shouting anxiously.

"You bastard, I haven't even eaten yet..." Old Blue scolded it with a smile, took off the paper bag, took out a heavy beef bone and threw it to it, "Don't dirty the carpet, go eat over there!"

Erha picked up the bone stick, ran in the direction pointed by Old Blue, and started to eat it with relish.

Nancy smiled and said:
"Afu is really funny. Yes, every time I go to buy bread, I have to hold the cash tightly. When I hand it to Mrs. Slin, the banknotes are soaked with sweat..."

——Nancy lived in the middle of Iron Cross Street, which was near the former Moretti family. She often went to Slin Bakery to buy black bread and went to the lower street to buy cheap cooked food and poor quality fruits.

"Well, it's right to be careful, because the great king has repealed the Corn Laws, and the price of bread has dropped, but there are more unemployed people gathering there, and there are also many children... always keeping an eye on the pockets of passers-by."

Old Blue is preparing to recreate two of his predecessor's best dishes, lamb stewed with tender peas and fried fish. Just watching the old man eat them a few days ago, I was so greedy that I almost cried!
He lit the stove, put on an iron pot, boiled water, then peeled, washed, and cut into pieces. He put onions, potatoes, and carrots aside for later use. Then he washed and cut the lamb, which was not fresh but not bad, into pieces and put them in a soup bowl. He took out the seasoning box, added coarse salt and black pepper, mixed them all together, and marinated it slightly.

"Mr. Blue, what does the Corn Bill have to do with the unemployed?" Nancy was very confused. Mr. Blue seemed to have a lot of opinions about the king. Did he have any opinions about this bill that could lower the price of bread?

Old Bruce put down the lamb he had prepared, washed his hands, turned his head to look at Nancy who was now idle in the kitchen, and said:

"Little Nancy, my predecessor... I gave you a lot of free time to work. I didn't want you to help your mother with laundry. Of course, that's not bad. I just hope that you can... at least read more newspapers. Yes, newspapers. Well, there are yesterday's and today's newspapers on the table in the living room. Go, I'll call you when dinner is ready."

"Ah, Mr. Blue, I..." Nancy was a little overwhelmed. She only received a period of education at the Sunday school of the Goddess of Night Church. At the age of 15, she had to give up studying. She first helped with laundry, and then was chosen by Mrs. Jenny to become a maid in the Blue family...

"Don't be so reserved. You've been working in my house for 4-5 years. I've almost considered you a family member... If I really had a granddaughter like you, then... I would be very happy."

Then the predecessor would not have committed suicide... The old man would have held on until the last moment...

[Hey, are you trying to shirk the responsibility of killing the old man? How shameless! It was obviously your daily complaints that made the old man think he was losing control...]

"Shut up! I didn't mean it!" Old Blue was busy while struggling with the villain in his heart. "The old man thought his son had lost control naturally, so he didn't worry about it! Don't we know? Megose! Little Blue is responsible for monitoring the 'Virgin Mary'! That 'Maria'! Whoever goes there will die! The baby in her belly is the 'Son of God'!"

Nancy saw the old man in the kitchen wipe his hands and continue to process various ingredients skillfully. He looked old but tall, with white hair but not sparse. Some strange feelings flowed in her heart, "Yeah, I have never seen my grandparents, I have never seen my grandparents... If they were still alive, would they be like Mr. Blue? No, not... Our family, supporting my younger brothers and sisters, me, my father and mother, is already the limit..."

　Second update for the Spring Festival, Happy New Year!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)