Dimensional Medicine King

"Ding~ding~ding~"

As the purse fell, some coppers landed on the table.

"Sorry, I don't have much money on me, but I want a few rice balls to fill my stomach, can I?"

Rice balls?

It's really a 'simple' request.

Compared with the 'sushi' that Lan Si used to make, rice balls are much simpler. The real difficulty for the guests this time is not the cooking, but the 'emotion' that should be put into the cooking.

'It seems that I can only try to say something. '

"I'm afraid this amount of money is not enough, but judging from the appearance of the guests, you should not be an ordinary person. How about this, you and I can talk about things that you think are interesting, and it will be your meal expenses."

Lan Si didn't hide his curiosity, so when his voice fell, the other party who was originally indifferent showed a strong aggressiveness in an instant, like a wild beast with sharp teeth, as if it would just show a flaw. It's like being attacked mercilessly by him.

"Boss, in this troubled world, it's not a good thing to be too curious. It might bring you down."

As if threatening, the opponent's strange left hand moved down slightly, and unconsciously placed it on the scabbard at his waist.

In the face of the opponent's aggressiveness, Lan Si was not afraid, but looked at the opponent calmly. After all, the aggressiveness shown by the opponent was more of a deterrent, and there was no killing intent or hostility in it.

"I'm not an ordinary person, and it's not easy to take my life. Of course, I won't force you. After all, I'm just curious. If you don't want to tell me, you can pay normally...or I Do less, just don't know if enough will fill you up."

Facing Lan Si's undisguised behavior, while the opponent raised his vigilance against Lan Si, he also temporarily lifted his attacking stance, because if the opponent was the one who ambushed him, then the opponent was really stupid.

Looking at the decorations around him, he suddenly had an idea.

Can the other party really earn back their capital in this troubled world?

Could it be that the legendary landlord's stupid son has a lot of money?

Although his emotions are weak, he has traveled all over the world for so many years, and his mood is a little delicate when he sees this "legendary existence".

Of course, the subtlety is subtle, as a ninja, his vigilance has not disappeared.Instead, he said something that he would never say normally.

"Don't tell me you're not afraid of me making up a story to lie to you?"

"Make up a story? If the story you make up satisfies me, then what's the matter? After all, I'm just trying to pass the time."

Indeed, Lan Si couldn't fully judge whether what the other party said was true or not, even if he relied on his mood swings, but even if it was just a fabricated story, it could at least show the other party's emotional tendency, and it could be regarded as a reference data.

Faced with Lan Si's indifferent attitude, the other party stopped talking. After all, he himself is not a person who likes to talk nonsense, or for a ninja, he doesn't need too much words. He just glanced at the empty space. A small shop for one person.

"Seeing how you look, boss, you really need to pass the time..."

"..."

Although the other party didn't say much, Lan Si was very upset by the other party's eyes, what do you mean!

His shop is full of people today! !

Chapter 41 A pre-dinner story

Since the other party intends to 'tell a story', Lan Si also made a cup of green tea for the other party, while he himself heated a glass of milk.

When he handed the teacup to the other party, he showed a look of "please start your performance".

The man on the other side didn't pay much attention to Lan Si's attitude, but grabbed the teacup with his somewhat strange left hand.

The story told by the other party can be said to be somewhat beyond Lan Si's expectations, because the other party's expression was very serious when telling the story, and it was not like "making up a random story" as he said before.

The story is not complicated, it is a story about 'Warring States'.

There is no so-called protagonist in the story, or the other party is just a bystander telling Lan Si the story of ordinary people's survival under the collapse of ritual and music in an era of war.

I don't know if it's the story of an orphan who lost his family because of the war, or just an orphan who was abandoned by his family just to save food.

The other party who has lost everything is only 'living' for the sake of 'living'.

When the other party told about people killing each other for a little ration, Lan Si also frowned unconsciously. After all, he had never experienced such a thing, but just the other party's 'narration' without the slightest emotion made him feel the world What is even more cruel or full of black humor is that people fight for food. In the end, when the fighting is over, no one survives. On the contrary, the orphans who were powerless at the beginning obtained the precious food and survived. ...

Lucky or unlucky?

Lan Si couldn't comment, or he didn't have the qualifications to comment. From the beginning, he simply searched for the other party's information for the task, and gradually began to understand the cruelty of a "human end of the world" where human life is worthless.

But since it is a story, the story will have an end.

At the end of this story, the orphan wandered to the battlefield in order to survive. His original plan was to rummage through the corpses on the battlefield like those carrion birds after the war to see if he could find copper plates or food. He also met a man who changed his life.

A ninja slowly slashed across his forehead and cheeks with a knife, and he, who had been erased by this hell on earth, just wanted to live, so he stretched out his hand to the other party...

Perhaps because of his indifference to death, or because of his desire for life, the ninja did not kill the orphan, but took him in and trained him to be an excellent ninja.

The story ended here, and the tea in the opponent's hand was also drunk.

But Lan Si couldn't help showing a curious expression when he looked at the other party's side face.

At first, Lan Si only thought that the other party was simply telling him about a troubled world seen from a third perspective, but at the end of the story, Lan Si realized that what the other party told might be his own story, because the scars on the other party's forehead and cheek It is too conspicuous.

"Crack~"

The teacup fell on the table, and the other party slowly raised his head.

"The story is over, what do you think, boss?"

"Great story and definitely worth the money."