A Beta boy working part-time in another world

Ru Niang wiped her tears and held the medicine bag in her arms.

Ye Sui glanced at the sky outside the door. It was getting late, and it might not be safe for the little girl to go back alone.

"Don't cry, go back quickly, so your family won't worry."

"Well, thank you, Mr. Ye."

Ru Niang bowed to express her gratitude, then walked out of the restaurant with a smile on her face.

Dao Da got a set of sharp and tough knives. He was so happy that his mouth was almost crooked. He said thank you several times before he could not wait to go to the kitchen to try the feel of them.

Doctor Kong Zheng counted the cookbooks and found there were twelve in total.

You know, in this world, recipes are heirlooms and cannot be easily shown to outsiders.

This kid gave him all twelve books, which really made him not know what to do.

"Um..." Doctor Kong Zheng asked tentatively, "So many recipes, are you just giving them to me?"

He felt guilty for not asking for anything in return.

"Brother Kong, please don't be so polite. Take it."

He was still a little apprehensive, "But there are so many, aren't they really your heirlooms?"

"Of course not. In my hometown, these recipes are very common. Just learn them with confidence. It's a good opportunity to try out new dishes."

Doctor Kong Zheng felt that what the young man said was correct.

He had worked at Ruyi Restaurant for more than two years, but still did not have his own specialty dish, which was a torment for a chef.

After thanking Ye, he excitedly went upstairs with the recipe.

I met the boss on the second floor, greeted him hurriedly, and went back to my room to look at the menu.

Qian Manjin felt that this person might be suffering from insomnia.

Looking at how excited he is, he might study it all night long.

He looked downstairs again and saw only two people still beside Ye Sui.

One was the chattering Bao An, whose dog ears popped out from the smell of the food Ye Sui brought, and he drooled as he devoured the food.

There was obviously no one competing with him for the food, yet he was eating so quickly.

Qian Manjin shook his head, feeling that Bao An was truly a dog demon.

As for Uncle Liu, who was sitting at the table and drinking tea patiently, Ye Sui gave him a few boxes of tea.

"Uncle Liu, how does this tea taste?" Ye Sui asked.

Liu Bo is blind, but his other senses are quite good, not to mention that he is a monk.

Even without eyes, you can still analyze the surrounding situation.

He picked up the teacup steadily, tasted it carefully, and smiled slightly.

"Yes, it is a good tea, with a sweet aftertaste and a strong aroma."

"As long as you like it."

He didn't know much about tea, so he specifically asked the shopping guide when buying. After the guide's introduction, he finally chose these models.

These teas have a strong aroma and are suitable for older customers.

If you are a young person, you prefer tea with a better taste.

Uncle Liu put down the teacup and said to the boss who was peeping from upstairs, "Boss, you've been watching for a while, why don't you come down and have a drink? This tea was bought by Ye Sui, and it tastes very good."

Ye Sui was stunned and looked upstairs.

It turned out to be the boss. He was leaning against the fence with a smile on his face, waving a folding fan with a landscape painting in his hand, looking leisurely.

He snapped his fan shut and came downstairs.

"Since you've praised me so much, I have to have a drink."

Qian Manjin sat down next to Liu Bo, and Ye Sui poured tea for the boss.

Qian Manjin held the cup and smelled it first, then said with emotion: "This tea is really good."

"Yes, the young man is thoughtful." Liu Bo said this to Ye Sui.

"Uncle Liu, you're too kind." Ye Sui smiled and didn't think much about it.

What Liu Bo said before was indeed true.

He had no children in his life.

He entered the immortal world at the age of eight, and was known as the Little Sword Immortal at the age of twelve. He was praised by the immortal world as a genius sword cultivator.

But fate played a trick on him. The genius fell from the clouds and became a water boiler in this mortal world.

Mr. Liu, who is in his forties, has already let it go.

He was very happy to meet such an interesting kid like Ye Sui.

If given the chance, Liu Bo would like to pass on all he has learned throughout his life to Ye Sui.

Qian Manjin took a sip of tea and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

This old-fashioned guy finally has some human touch.

"It's getting late. Let's drink this tea first and save it for next time." Liu Bo said as he went upstairs carrying the tea leaves given by Ye Sui.

After Liu Bo left, Bao An, who had eaten his fill in the corner, came over to drink tea.

"Good tea." He said, picking up the teapot and putting it to his mouth.

Qian Manjin shook his head helplessly: "This is a good pot of tea, but you ruined it all."

"How could that be? It's the same no matter who drinks it." Bao An didn't care about that.

No matter what kind of tea it is, it is meant to be drunk by people.

Ye Sui suddenly remembered something and asked Bao An.

"I haven't seen Shaoqing since a while ago. Where did he go?"

Bao An paused and said nothing.

Qian Manjin put down the cup and explained, "The day you left, Shaoqing came to me and wanted to terminate the contract. We don't know where he is now."

"How long has he been gone?"

Qian Manjin calculated the time, "About two months."

Ye Sui was surprised: "It's only been a few days over there, but it's already been two months here."

Qian Manjin nodded and sighed: "There is a time difference, there is nothing we can do about it."

Bao An, who was standing by, was completely confused.

"What are you talking about? I don't understand."

Qian Manjin and Ye Sui said in unison.

"nothing."

This doesn't sound like a big deal.

Bao An looked at the boss, then at Ye Sui. He was too sleepy to think about anything, so he went upstairs with the snacks he had not finished.

Good guys, they're all gone.

So who's on duty tonight?

Ye Sui looked at the boss, confused, it couldn't be the boss.

Seeing the curiosity in his eyes, Qian Manjin clapped his hands, and a man walked out of the darkness.

Ye Sui had seen him before. He worked at the counter checking out during the day and was in charge of the work of Shaoqing.

"Who is this?" Ye Sui asked puzzledly.

"His name is Wen Jieran. He is a cultivator with water spiritual roots and can control ice. He is now in charge of the ice in the store."

Qian Manjin looked at Ye Sui with a smile.

This is all thanks to Ye Sui's good suggestion.

Otherwise he wouldn't have thought of this solution.

Wen Jieran is Qian Manjin's friend. He has a cold personality and doesn't talk much.

He bowed to Ye Sui as a greeting, then turned around and went to work at the counter, not participating in their conversation.

Ye Sui asked the boss: "It must have cost a lot."

He remembered that it cost a lot of money to hire monks to work here.

"Not much, just a friendly price." The profiteer with money full of gold smiled.

Wen Jieran is his friend and owes him a favor.

It didn't cost any money to invite people over.

Ye Sui didn't know the details and thought that this cold-looking immortal was hired with money.

The two chatted for a few sentences, and Qian Manjin finally remembered that he had something to give to Ye Sui, and quickly took it out.

Drinking this tea almost caused me to fail.

"What is this?" Ye Sui didn't dare to accept it.

"Storage bag, drop some blood on it and see if it can recognize the owner."

Ye Sui was puzzled: "Boss, why did you give this to me?"

"You've given me a gift, so it's not surprising that I give you one in return."

Ye Sui stopped hesitating and took the storage bag and looked at it for a moment. Looking at his white and tender fingertips, he was a little reluctant to do it.

He wanted to bite, but was afraid of the pain.

Qian Manjin saw how timid he was and suddenly said, "Look what that is."

"what?"

Ye Sui looked over and saw nothing there. He turned around and found that blood was coming out of his fingertips.

He didn't dare to delay and dripped blood on the storage bag.

The bright red blood beads were absorbed by the storage bag. Ye Sui held his bleeding fingertips and stared at the storage bag nervously.

The storage bag emitted a white light, and Qian Manjin couldn't help but narrow his eyes and become more serious.