I open a restaurant in Xiujie

Yu Xiaotan was stunned when he saw the children in front of him.

He himself was an orphan in his previous life, and he had tasted the hardships of hunger and cold, so when he saw the skinny and hungry children in front of him, he immediately recalled some long-lost, but instantly boiled back to the bottom of his heart.

"Come on, come in," Yu Xiaotan held the hand of a child in front of him with the most gentle tone in his life, "Wait a while, I'll make some porridge for you to eat."

The children's expressions were dull, and only when they heard the word "porridge" did bright waves appear in their eyes.

Led by the man in Tsing Yi, they walked into the small restaurant one by one. Their ribs were visible under the broken clothes that could not cover their bodies. Their hands and feet were as thin as sticks. During the short journey to the back door, many people showed obvious expressions of difficulty.

Yu Xiaotan didn't expect that the people in Tsing Yi would come back so soon, and the expected dormitory room hadn't been built yet, so he could only let the children sit in line on the grass in the backyard of the restaurant. He quickly ran back to the kitchen and started cooking porridge.

When a person is extremely hungry, the digestive function of the gastrointestinal tract has been severely damaged. At this time, he cannot cook delicious food, but can only cook a pot of soft and rotten rice porridge.

The rice is ordinary rice, but the Shuiyu Xiaotan used to cook the porridge is mixed with some spiritual spring water from the Baijia Bieyuan, which can help these children sort out the meridians and nourish the body.Boil and stir in the pot over high heat, then cover the lid and simmer over low heat for a while, and the fragrant rice porridge is ready.

The children in the backyard sat quietly on the ground, hugging their knees, and no one made a sound rashly.

They were all only six or seven years old, and they were supposed to be the liveliest and naughtiest, but they were so obedient, even when Yu Xiaotan came out of the kitchen with a pot of steaming porridge in his arms, the children's eyes were on the same level. Shushua gathered around him, everyone sniffed the faint fragrance in the air, swallowed saliva, but no one dared to move.

Not to mention grabbing.

Yu Xiaotan raised his eyes, and glanced at the man in Tsing Yi who was watching from the corner of his eye.

He stuffed the pot of porridge into Bai Junda's hand: "Use your spiritual power to distribute the porridge to them, one bowl per person, not too much."

These children have been hungry for too long, and they should eat immediately at this time, and they should not eat too much in one go, or they will be easily stretched.Now feed them porridge to nourish their stomachs, and then slowly make some other light food, and wait until the body is well nourished, and then they can let go of eating.

Although Bai Junda hadn't broken through the foundation building yet, it was still a piece of cake to control Lingfeng to distribute rice porridge.Ever since, under the envious and fearful gazes of the children, the soft rice porridge wrapped in clouds of azure blue wind fell into the white porcelain bowl in front of them.

The fragrance immediately permeated the entire small courtyard.

In the viscous porridge, the rice was completely boiled and bloomed, showing a soft and silky appearance.The fragrance of millet wafted out of the nostrils, which was the warmest and sweetest kind engraved in people's bones. The children grabbed the grass on the ground beside them, raised their heads and looked at Yu Xiaotan eagerly—until now, without Yu Xiaotan's approval, they would not People dare to touch the porcelain bowl on the ground.

Yu Xiaotan's heart almost melted, he nodded to the children in the courtyard: "Eat, eat."

Only then did the children start to drink porridge—although spoons were distributed to each of them, few of them were using them. The "small fire" absorbed a little heat early and kept the porridge at a suitable temperature. Nine out of ten people in the courtyard would have their throats scalded.

Until then, Yu Xiaotan had a little time to catch the man in Tsing Yi who kept nodding his head beside him: "Where did you find these children?"

You found so many in just one night?

Yu Xiaotan stared at him suspiciously: "Are you sure it's an orphan? You didn't secretly take away other people's children, right? Let's not do immoral things..."

"Do you have any misunderstandings about Qixia Realm?"

The man in Tsing Yi crossed his arms and glanced at him faintly: "You have stayed in Luo Town for too long, and what you see every day is Xianyou Street, Xuantu Tower, which is an extremely prosperous monk town, and you don't even know what is going on outside. What's it like."

The man in Tsing Yi raised his hand and pointed to the southeast: "A hundred miles away, there are many villages suffering from famine. The grain they planted this year has been eaten by locusts, and the rest can't fill their stomachs. Don't go hunting in the forest."

"But hunting is very dangerous. Even if you don't meet a mysterious beast or a monk, if you meet a wolf, bear or other ferocious beasts, you will have to confess your life there."

"When the young man in the family dies and the woman remarries, the child becomes a troublemaker. If you are kind-hearted, take the child with you and make do with it; if you are cruel-hearted, you will throw the child into the water and drown directly. What's more, if there is one less person, there will be one less mouth to eat, and the whole family can live a lot better..."

long silence.

As the cool wind blew across the treetops, the complex expression in Yu Xiaotan's eyes fluctuated, and after a long time, he let out a long sigh.

"I know," the young man said in a low voice, "I just didn't expect that this year is not a bad year, but also..."

People in Tsing Yi also sighed: "It's not a famine year, how much better can it be? Like these children, as long as I say "have food", they will follow me. After all, what they pursue in their life is just to have food... …But having said that, this is also the reason why we, generation after generation, have always insisted on it.”

"You're right," Yu Xiaotan continued to sigh, "So...do you know civil spells? The kind that build houses quickly?"

The man in Tsing Yi: "...?"

The people in Tsing Yi have not yet jumped out of the emotion of lamenting the sufferings of the people, but they were confused by Yu Xiaotan's sudden turn of the topic: "Wait, why are you asking this?"

Yu Xiaotan blinked at him: "Look, for thirty children, even if there are five people in one room, there must be six rooms, right?"

"There are definitely not enough places for restaurants. Fortunately, I still have a lot of other land in Tayu, which was vacant before, and now it can finally come in handy."

The man in Tsing Yi pointed to his nose in astonishment: "So, you want me to help you build a house?"

He took a deep breath, shook the long sleeves of his green shirt a few times, and stretched out his slender and clean fingers: "Are there any mistakes, I am the founder of Guanghuazhai! These hands have cooked countless delicacies!"

Yu Xiaotan pursed his lips and said, "You just said yes, or not?"

The man in Tsing Yi: "...Yes, but—"

"Then go quickly, we need to get it done before dark," Yu Xiaotan stuffed the empty porridge pot back into the kitchen, and said casually, "Look at the children are so tired, it's autumn and it's cold, so we can't do it at night." Let them sleep on the grass?"

"Ah, by the way, we need to build a bathroom. You can't take a bath when you're too hungry, and you're prone to hypoglycemia. But after they finish eating, they still need to clean up their personal hygiene. Otherwise, all kinds of bacteria, parasites, and illnesses will happen. ?”

"There are also bookstores, training grounds..."

"By the way, they haven't bigu yet. People have three urgencies. Don't forget the toilet!"

As Yu Xiaotan babbled, the man in Tsing Yi's face was almost blackened: "You want me to use the toilet?"

"Why don't you let the surname Wang do it?"

"You mean Uncle Wang?" Yu Xiaotan looked back at him with disdainful eyes, "Even the disabled elderly are not spared, you say you don't know how to respect the old and love the young at all."

The man in Tsing Yi: "..."

……

Chasing the furious man in Tsing Yi to build a house, Yu Xiaotan returned to the backyard of the restaurant, when the children had already finished their porridge.

Many people cried after drinking the porridge, and their tears mixed with dust and fell into the empty porridge bowl.

It's so delicious, when did they drink such delicious rice porridge?

It's so thick, the mouth is full of rice grains, it's fragrant and mellow, the food that the gods eat is nothing more than this!

Moreover, there is a special fragrance in the porridge, which is light and refreshing, and after entering the stomach, it turns into a warm current circling in their bodies, so comfortable that people want to hum.When Yu Xiaotan entered the small courtyard, a child near the door suddenly stood up, cried and whispered to him: "Brother Xianchang, I'm sorry."

Listen to the voice, it should be a girl.

Yu Xiaotan was stunned: "What's wrong?"

The girl hugged the white porcelain bowl tightly in her arms, and raised her hand to wipe her red eyes: "I, when I first came here, I thought you were going to use us to practice evil exercises... I heard the old fairy who passed by say that However, some fairy elders will use children to practice exercises, draw blood, then peel the skin, and arrange the small heads and bones in a row at home."

Her voice was hoarse and she stumbled, but she was very methodical.Yu Xiaotan was surprised: "Since you doubt it, why did you come?"

"My father died, and my mother died of starvation. There was only one older sister who was married. She came to me that day and said that she would give me to the hunter's family in the village in exchange for a deer."

The girl sobbed: "I, I don't want to. The Orion family traded a deer for a girl last year, and the girl died the next year, wrapped in turf, covered in blood, and still in the river."

"I don't want to live, I don't want to live. I don't want to be thrown into the river. The river is so cold. When my mother was still alive in winter, she told me to go down to catch fish. The river was frozen. My whole body hurts, my bones hurt..."

The girl whispered, her voice so weak that she could hardly catch it.

She raised her head, her withered and yellow hair fell down, revealing a small wrinkled and dark face, her eyes were dark, looking at Yu Xiaotan's eyes so dimly, but there was a wave of faint pulsation.

It's like a person who has been drowning for a long time, and when it's time to accept his fate, he catches another floating straw and wants to grab it, but he doesn't dare to grab it, and just stares at it with tears in his eyes.

"The porridge is so delicious. I've never tasted such a delicious thing." The girl sobbed, "Thank you Brother Xianchang, ah, even if you want to draw my blood, I'm willing."

Yu Xiaotan was silent for a long time, and raised his hand to rub the girl's withered hair.

"Don't be afraid, I won't use you to practice."

He said softly: "I will teach you how to read and write, and you will practice to become a fairy in the future, okay?"

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