togophonebook Chapter 2 Golden Bowl
Chapter 2 Golden Bowl
After becoming a eunuch.
Chen Fan had even contemplated suicide.
Unfortunately, he was afraid of pain, so he never dared to.
Chen Fan, who became a eunuch while urinating, later thought about practicing martial arts and cultivating immortality, but the Martial Arts Pavilion said he was a rootless person.
Unwilling to accept defeat, he also hoped that one day some powerful figure would take him as a disciple, or perhaps he would have some kind of special ability or advantage.
But decades have passed, and all that accompanies Chen Fan is the passage of time and the Imperial Horse Administration.
He had already given up on the idea, but today he couldn't hold back because of this golden bowl!
Snapped!
Lost in thought, Chen Fan picked up the golden bowl in his hand and smashed it on the ground.
Listening to the clanging of metal, he muttered to himself:
"You're almost eighty years old, what use are you!"
After he finished speaking, the room remained silent for a long time.
After a moment of silence, Chen Fan dutifully picked up the golden bowl from the ground.
After seeing that there was no damage, he took it and wiped it with his clothes.
After all, this was a treasure bestowed upon him by the princess; if he were to break it, Chen Fan would be guilty of a capital offense.
After polishing the gold bowl until it shone brightly, he took it in his hand and examined it carefully.
"Open Sesame...Close Sesame?"
"Golden bowl, golden bowl... We are your masters, come out quickly..."
"Heavenly spirits, earthly spirits... the golden bowl, quickly appear..."
"Old man, come out quickly, we know you're here..."
……
After trying every method he knew to awaken him, Chen Fan was filled with despair again.
The golden bowl in his hand seemed to have no use other than shining!
Outraged, he bit his finger and let it bleed before poking at the wound.
But this time, the golden bowl didn't shine!
Chen Fan, who was on the verge of tears, was stunned for a moment and began to wonder if he was seeing things or if he was mentally deranged!
After thinking it over, he finally placed the bowl on the table.
Having regained his composure, he had accepted that this was a useless cheat ability.
After decades of feeding horses in the palace, Chen Fan hadn't been this emotionally agitated in a long time.
After calming down, he picked up the teacup and began to pour himself some water.
In his view, bowls are meant to be used; you can't just keep them as a gift from a princess!
Splash!
Steaming water sloshed around in the golden bowl, making a gurgling sound.
Chen Fan sighed, telling himself to drink more hot water when it's cold, and took a sip from the golden bowl.
"Hmm...it's quite sweet..."
Chen Fan smiled as he tasted the sweetness of the water and took another gulp.
The warm feeling after the hot water flowed into his stomach was very comfortable.
But Chen Fan's expression quickly changed.
He picked up the golden bowl, looked at it, and then found another teacup to pour water.
After taking a sip, Chen Fan's eyes were filled with surprise!
The water in this teacup isn't sweet!
Feeling incredulous, he swallowed and then picked up the golden bowl to take a sip.
It's so sweet!
After Chen Fan drank this water, he felt a warm, comforting sensation.
It warmed up his old bones and made them feel warmer!
What's going on?
Sensing something was amiss, Chen Fan glanced at the golden bowl and seemed to understand something.
There must be something wrong with this bowl!
In this situation, Chen Fan quickly drank all the water in the golden bowl.
One bowl wasn't enough for him, so he poured himself another and drank it.
The water was just as sweet as the previous bowl, and after drinking it, my body felt warmer and warmer.
Chen Fan felt even more bloated near his lower abdomen.
It wasn't the feeling of needing to urinate; it was more like there was gas rolling around in my stomach.
He vaguely remembered that the eunuchs in the martial arts training hall had said that this place was called the dantian.
Chen Fan, his eyes gleaming, swallowed hard and then picked up the golden bowl to pour himself some water.
Three bowls!
Four bowls!
Five bowls!
……
By the time Chen Fan finished the sixth bowl of water, his belly was already round and full.
Unable to drink any more, he finally stopped his crazy behavior.
Feeling the urge to urinate, he quickly went to urinate in the bucket next to him.
After releasing the water, Chen Fan returned to the table.
The water in the first three bowls of the golden bowl was all equally sweet.
But after the fourth, fifth, and sixth bowls of water, the water inside became noticeably less flavorful with each bowl!
Chen Fan, who was nearly eighty years old, naturally kept this distinction in mind.
Having decided not to drink anymore, he immediately put the golden bowl in his bosom.
I don't know why.
After drinking so much water, Chen Fan no longer felt cold, but he felt drowsy!
With his eyelids drooping, he stretched, then snuggled into the covers and fell fast asleep.
Chen Fan slept very soundly and peacefully that night.
I even had a sweet dream.
Chen Fan dreamed that he became an immortal by relying on a golden bowl, able to fly through the air and take people's heads from thousands of miles away.
He became an immortal and took in many disciples, and he also became younger.
Therefore, Chen Fan specially selected eight or ten young and beautiful fairies to prepare for his wedding night.
But when he was about to take off his pants and go to the battlefield, he discovered he had no gun!
Upon seeing this, the ten or eight fairies immediately mocked Chen Fan for being a rootless person.
He was so angry that he screamed and yelled, and then suddenly woke up with a start!
"It was just a dream..."
Chen Fan opened his eyes and sighed.
He glanced at the light outside the window and quickly got out of bed.
While urinating, Chen Fan inexplicably felt a sense of relief.
Unfortunately, when I looked down, there were still no birds.
Chen Fan shook his head inwardly, then shuddered and followed them out the door.
It is now 3:45 AM, just as dawn is breaking.
He gets up at this time every day and goes to the Imperial Stables to add some hay.
Chen Fan has persisted for over sixty years, through spring, summer, autumn, and winter.
The Imperial Horse Stables have seen wave after wave of eunuchs and horses come and go, but he has remained here the whole time.
Feeling a bit sentimental, Chen Fan went outside and habitually wrapped his arms tightly around his body before heading towards the horse pen.
The ground was covered in white snow, indicating that it had snowed heavily overnight.
Taking one step at a time, Chen Fan quickly arrived at the horse pen in the cold wind.
It is still faintly visible that Princess Yuanping's three chestnut horses are still full of energy and unafraid of the severe cold.
In contrast, the other imperial horses lay on the ground to keep warm, shivering from the cold.
"The horses from the immortal sects are just different..."
After a moment of reflection, Chen Fan casually added some fodder.
Upon seeing this, the three chestnut horses merely sniffed at it before haughtily retracting their heads.
Chen Fan was not surprised to see this, and quickly took out some "dried leaves" from the wooden bucket next to him.
This is the hay that Princess Yuanping put here. She said that the chestnut horses only eat this and don't care for other hay.
The reason Chen Fan fed them ordinary grass was to see if it was really as Princess Yuanping had said.
The result was obvious; he could only add the "dried leaves" back on.
Sure enough, the three chestnut horses lowered their heads and began to feast on the withered leaves after seeing them.
Chen Fan was not surprised to see this, and added some more hay to the other imperial horses nearby.
After he finished doing all this, just as he was about to leave, a bold idea suddenly popped into his head.
But to think of taking these things is tantamount to stealing the princess's property, which is a capital offense.
Chen Fan glanced at the withered leaves in the stone trough, somewhat frightened, and hesitated.
After a struggle with his thoughts, he suddenly understood.
That means he worked hard to feed the princess's horses; even if he didn't achieve anything, he still put in the effort.
It's hardly stealing for Chen Fan to take one or two dry leaves, is it?
With his mind at ease, he nodded, then grabbed a handful of withered leaves from the stone trough, stuffed them into his pocket, and left...