NOVPUBChapter 972: 461 Faith_1 Chapter 972: 461 Faith_1 Aubree Groove sat down at a breakfast stall set up along the road, whose owner had just said he would make her favorite five-spice rice noodles and glutinous rice cakes.
Peter Aria and Anton Cook sat down across from Aubree Groove.
The table and stools were simplistic but remarkably clean.
Looking up, you could see the blue sky, the sun wiping away the morning dew, and casting its warmth on their shoulders.
Lidya Linggo sat next to Aubree Groove.
Knowing Aubree liked cleanliness, she hastened to sterilize the chopsticks with hot water.
“No need,” Aubree stopped her.
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“The chopsticks are clean.”
Soon, the owner brought over the rice noodles.
Only at this moment did he notice Anton Cook and Peter Aria’s appearance.
However, after seeing Aubree’s stunning beauty, he was less surprised than expected.
Anybody at Aubree Groove’s side, especially a young man, was subject to scrutiny and disdain.
No one should tarnish Master Aubree Groove.
He scrutinized and picked at both of them with his gaze.
Peter Aria was not accustomed to having rice noodles for breakfast, and neither was Anton Cook, having grown up in the north.
When in Rome, do as the Romans do.
Seeing Aubree pick up her chopsticks, they both did the same.
They took a bite and were simultaneously pleasantly surprised.
The texture was much better than what they had tasted in Pethkids.
The glutinous rice cakes were soft, fragrant and sweet.
Anton Cook ate more than ten in succession.
Young people are indeed at the stage of growth, but Anton Cook’s eating manner still alarmed Lidya Linggo.
Anton Cook must have been starving in his previous life.
Aubree ate at a leisurely pace, seeming slow, but not slow at all.
She quickly finished her bowl of rice noodles.
The greatest merit of Aubree was that she never wasted food.
Aubree opened her wallet and put a bill on the table.
The owner placed a well-wrapped paper box in front of Aubree: “Master Aubree Groove, how could I take your money?
Without you, I wouldn’t have my home today.
You are our family’s savior, even if you ate rice noodles for a lifetime, I would never charge money.
Please take these glutinous rice cakes, eat them when hungry.
During your few days in Four Seasons Town, I’ll deliver food to you every day.”
“I’ll take the rice cakes, but you must accept my money.
Otherwise, I won’t come back to eat.”
Upon hearing Aubree’s words, the stall owner hurriedly took the money.
Fearing that being a second late would make Aubree change her mind.
After the meal, Aubree went to the only silver store in the town, which had just opened.
The owner was a man in his forties who recognized Aubree immediately, his glasses almost falling off in surprise.
“Master Aubree Groove?”
Aubree smiled and nodded, “Smith Wu, how is your leg doing?”
Smith Wu had suffered rheumatism in his legs when he was young.
It was much worse during cloudy and rainy days.
Once, Sanny Groove received help from Smith Wu during a trip down the mountain.
To express gratitude, she pleaded for Aubree to cure Smith Wu’s rheumatism leg.
As Smith Wu was unable to walk, Aubree proactively descended the mountain to treat Smith Wu’s leg.
During that trip down the mountain, Aubree held a free clinic.
Many people came to support her because of her reputation as a disciple of Master Aubree Groove.
It was only later that they realized she was a magical doctor who could cure any disease.
Since then, her name has been widely known in Four Seasons Town.
The Silent Moon Temple was almost overwhelmed by visitors.
However, Aubree does not easily accept patients, usually only on the 1st and 15th of each lunar month at the Buddhist nunnery.
People from around all come up the mountain; some for Buddha, some for treatment, and some just to catch a glimpse of Aubree.
In these people’s hearts, the name of Aubree Groove itself had become a belief.
“Since I took the medicine from Master Aubree Groove, I haven’t felt the pain in rainy weather, and I even regained my strength for work.
Master Aubree Groove, you indeed are a divine doctor of the present day.” Smith Wu could not hold back his tears thinking of the days being tortured by disease, and his gratitude deepened.
“That’s good, remember to continue taking the medicine I prescribed for you,” Aubree instructed
Aubree Groove took out a handkerchief from her pocket and unfolded it, handing it to Smith Wu: “I’m here today to ask you to fix this silver lock for me.” 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓅𝓊𝓫.𝒸ℴ𝓶
Smith Wu took it and observed: “This silver lock has a unique design and high purity.
The hammered pattern on it requires a high technical level from the craftsman.
It’s a piece of art.”
Smith Wu sighed with admiration.
“Master Aubree Groove, rest assured, I will make sure to restore it to its perfect state.”
“Can I come to pick it up in the afternoon?”
“Yes, are you currently staying at the Buddhist Nunnery, Master Aubree Groove?”
Aubree shook her head: “I am living at Madam Capris’s house for now.”
