I open a restaurant in Xiujie

If he hadn't been stumbled by the messy rumors, Bai Junda would never have missed the meal.

"What they said is too much, what Yu's restaurant used the spirit stones they earned from us to raise a group of lowly beggars, and they offered delicious food and drink every day, and the customers in the restaurant were all leftovers from beggars. That's it. I don't understand Yu Xiaotan, where the hell are these mother-in-laws, I can't wait to rush up and tear their mouths apart..."

The more Bai Junda spoke, the more angry he became, his cheeks turned red.

He has served as a life committee member for more than half a month, and he has long been familiar with the children in the yard, and because he is responsible for sharing meals, the children are even more affectionate to him than to Yu Xiaotan—to Yu Xiaotan and other teachers. It's respect, it's affection for Bai Junda.

Bai Junda had long regarded the children as his own brothers and sisters, how could he bear the slander from outsiders.

"They said that these children have spoiled the feng shui of Yu's restaurant, and when they meet people, they call on them not to come to the restaurant again, saying it is bad luck."

Bai Junda curled his mouth and clenched his right hand slightly: "Yu Xiaotan, I don't think this is right. Someone must be jealous of our restaurant and deliberately ruin our reputation!"

"Yes, yes, you are right."

Yu Xiaotan answered him casually, turned around and added another bowl of soup to Ji Chuchen, and asked with concern: "What about Brother Ji, is this enough?"

Ji Chuchen nodded with a smile.

Only then did Bai Junda break free from his anger, and noticed the porcelain bowl in Ji Chuchen's hand.He raised his jaw slightly, and the tip of his nose twitched a few times: "It smells so good...I'm going to Yu Xiaotan, what good food are you stealing while I'm not around?"

"You came back late by yourself, how can you blame others?" Yu Xiaotan raised his hand and pointed out, "The pot is covered for you, there is still a lot inside, go and eat."

Bai Junda stepped out cursingly, and just after taking a few steps, he turned his head and said, "What about the rumors, rumors?"

"Should we think of a reason, justify it, and at least let outsiders see the children..."

Today's children have long been reborn, nourished by the spiritual meal, all of them are rosy, their lips are red and their teeth are white, and they are lively and cute. They look like a group of little fairy children.

The rumors were heard, and Bai Junda wished he could pull his own children out on the spot, so that those nonsense people outside could open their eyes and take a good look.

Yu Xiaotan said, "No need."

"Didn't you say it all, is someone deliberately trying to ruin the restaurant's reputation? In this case, it's useless for us to justify, but it will make them talk more and more."

Bai Junda was depressed: "Then let them talk nonsense?"

"How is that possible?" Yu Xiaotan comforted, "Don't worry, I have a solution."

……

Although Yu Xiaotan vowed that he would not let the children be wronged, Bai Junda still didn't sleep well all night because of the incident during the day.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt annoyed, lying on the soft couch tossing and turning, his mind was full of the cute smiling faces of the children.And when Xianyou Street opened the next day, when Bai Junda went for a walk on the street, he found that the rumors were raging, and when many people looked at him with something wrong, Bai Junda felt even more aggrieved in his heart.

What happened to the children of ordinary people?So what happened to being poor before?

Are you eating your rice?

Are immortal cultivators amazing?

He returned to the restaurant full of resentment, and bumped into Chen Yufeng who was also walking happily.

When Chen Yufeng heard the whole story from Bai Junda, he was heartbroken and sighed with great emotion: "Oh, that's it, don't let them eat the same food as beggars, if they sit on the same table with Sumin On the table, they can draw their swords and cast spells to wash blood on the spot...Qixia Realm has always had a distinction between superiors and inferiors, did Brother Bai know it on the first day?"

Bai Junda: "..."

Bai Junda covered his chest.

He is not a pure and naive fool, just look at his younger brother Bai Xiuyue to know what a monk in Qixia Realm looks like.

It’s just that Bai Junda in the past could only accept it passively, but now the closer he gets along with Yu Xiaotan, something seems to be quietly touched in his heart. Surging into a tide, surging, calling for another voice.

"So what about practicing, you don't really become a fairy," Bai Junda muttered in a low voice, "There are a lot of heinous people among the practitioners. I think those guys are not as good as ordinary people."

Chen Yufeng has also been influenced by a lot of Yu Xiaotan because of teaching in the school recently, and he merged with the knot in his heart that has been suppressed all the time, so he also touched his chin: "What you said is also true, but there is no way to help it." , the way of the world is that whoever is stronger will be respected... In Yu Xiaotan's words, it means having more right to speak."

"If you are dissatisfied with this world, then work hard to practice and make yourself stronger than everyone. At that time, let alone adopt a few beggars, even if you let the beggars sit with the monks, no one will Dare to make irresponsible remarks."

Bai Junda thought for a while, then frowned more tightly: "That's different."

Chen Yufeng asked, "Why is it different?"

"That's just oppression by force, forcing them to obey. According to the theory in Yu Xiaotan's book, that kind of authority will not last long."

Bai Junda thought hard: "Let me think about it... Oh, no, what happened, we started talking about these things!"

Isn't this something that kids twitter about every day?

After staying in the school for a long time, I really changed my mind.

Bai Junda thought whether to laugh or cry, before, he only thought about eating and drinking, and made fun of Yu Xiaotan thinking about useless things all day long, but he didn't expect that after half a month, even he would start talking about these "useless things".

He shook his head, trying to get rid of the half-knowledge in his head, and chatted with Chen Yufeng about other topics. When he walked back to the door of the restaurant, he was surprised to find that today's restaurant has very few customers.

If it had been in the past, there would have been a long line at the door by now.

Bai Junda observed carefully for a moment, and found several people surrounded by the crowd outside his restaurant.

Dressed in simple clothes, with a long scarf on their head, they looked like thugs, but whenever someone walked towards Yu's restaurant, they chatted loudly, intentionally or unintentionally: "Hey, old Wang, have you heard that there is a lot of people in this restaurant?" Raised a beggar!"

"I've heard that, not only does it raise beggars, but the shopkeeper also feeds beggars with the bowls and chopsticks used to entertain guests in restaurants."

"Isn't that dirty?"

"Isn't it? When I think that these bowls and chopsticks have been used by those lowly people, I feel hairy all over, oh, it's so itchy..."

Those who are skilled in cultivation, who is not good at hearing and seeing, the new guest listened to the conversation thoroughly, and he hesitated a lot when he walked towards the restaurant.It won't take long for this phenomenon to happen again, Bai Junda watched from behind, with anger welling up in his heart.

"What nonsense are you talking about?!"

He finally couldn't help it, and shouted at the loudest person next to him: "All the children we adopted are good children. You are begging each other, who are you scolding?"

Those few people who were broken-mouthed were obviously confessed on purpose. Most of them didn't confront Bai Junda head-on, and just covered their heads and laughed: "Hey, let's just chat. Little shopkeeper, you can manage this street." Broker, can you still control us tourists chatting?"

Bai Junda gritted his teeth: "You are talking nonsense, ruining the image of our restaurant..."

"But we're also telling the truth."

The one who was grabbed by his collar was not polite, and pulled away Bai Junda's hand, his face was extremely cold: "Why, dare not admit it? Does your family raise a group of dirty beggars, what do you think?"

The veins on Bai Junda's forehead tensed up: "You fucking dare to say beggar again..."

"I just said, what's the matter?"

The man's voice was as bright as thunder: "Hit me if you have the ability, can you see if Tayu will shoot you out? Come, hit, hit here, everyone who passes by will take a look, Yu's family The restaurant is beating up passers-by—”

Bai Junda's chest was swollen and painful, and his teeth were almost crushed.

It turned out that the monk was playing crooked tricks, no different from a hooligan. Bai Junda was so angry that his liver trembled, he had already pinched the wind blade in his palm, the whirlwind aura swirled, and his five fingers were stretched white.

...But you can't do it.

Within the tower area, hands are not allowed.

These bastards took advantage of the rules of the tower domain!

"You were sent by Guanghuazhai, right?" Bai Junda's voice was low and hoarse, every word seemed to be forced out from between his teeth, "That woman sent you here, right?"

The scene in front of him was so similar to the scene a few months ago when a group of brokers blatantly breached the contract and rich businessmen came to blackmail them. Bai Junda immediately thought of the Guanghuazhai in the east of the city.

But he didn't understand: "Aren't you guys engaged in a family dispute? In this critical period, you can't even tie up your own dog. Let you come out and bark. She, Wang Quwen, is broken and doesn't want to play anymore?"

The person who yelled immediately widened his eyes: "What nonsense are you talking about? Guanghuazhai, we are just ordinary casual cultivators who have encountered injustice. Why, your family's dining environment is poor, and you have to rely on the other party?"

"Is Guanghuazhai sorry for you? Is it because Miss Wang pressed the head of your shopkeeper and forced him to take in those beggars?"

Bai Junda almost vomited blood.

Look at the virtue of this mad dog biting people, this group of people is definitely the subordinate of Wang Quwen of Guanghuazhai, if this guess is wrong, he will write his name upside down after Bai Junda.

But now he has no evidence, and he couldn't think of how to refute for a while, so he quarreled with the people in front of him for a while, but it didn't have any effect. Locked tightly, more people stopped walking towards the restaurant.

One of them was wearing a purple long gown, and he had an extraordinary demeanor. When he saw Bai Junda scolding others, after listening for a while, his complexion gradually became gloomy.

He gave a salute to the person who scolded Bai Junda, and said in a low voice: "I am Zhang Luolan, the Yunjian sect, and I would like to ask this monk, are you serious about what you just said?"

"It's true that Yu's restaurant raised a group of beggars and let them use the same tableware as diners?"

The man held his head high, gave Bai Junda a high-spirited look, and said proudly, "Of course."

Zhang Luolan's face became more and more ugly: "In this case, I can't eat this meal. Disciple, let's go!"

Bai Junda was even more anxious when he saw it, and rushed up to stop him: "Wait! You, you can't listen to their nonsense—"

Before the words were finished, a clear voice finally came from the Yu's restaurant behind him: "Everyone, please stay and listen to me."

The familiar voice came into the ears, and the faces of the brokers around were all solemn, and the few people who caused trouble also restrained their wanton expressions a little, with a trace of solemnity on their faces.

Sensing the chaos at the entrance of the restaurant, Yu Xiaotan finally came out.

He stood in front of the vermilion gate, above the gilded and shiny plaque of Yu's restaurant, he was dressed in a clean blue dress, with his arms folded, his sharp black eyes swept across the messy crowd.

As if an invisible wind passed by, the scene immediately became quiet, and everyone subconsciously waited for Yu Xiaotan to speak.

Yu Xiaotan looked at the rioters and said calmly, "What you said is false."

He has been the shopkeeper for a long time, and has traveled far and wide, with a lot of experience. At this moment, his face turned cold, and his demeanor was not weaker than some venerable monks. As soon as he said that, many people in the field nodded secretly.

This is the prestige accumulated over a long period of time.

The troublemaker was not angry: "Everyone has seen it, how dare you say that you didn't raise a beggar in a restaurant?"

Yu Xiaotan tilted his head slightly: "That's right, I adopted some children, but not beggars."

The troublemaker sneered: "What is the difference between the children of the untouchables and the beggars?"

"Of course there is a difference." Yu Xiaotan's voice was still calm, like a calm sea, "If you can study hard and exchange your own hands for labor rewards in the future, then you are not a beggar."

"And the reason why I say what you said is wrong is not the point."

The troublemaker: "What's the point?"

"The point is we don't use the same cutlery as the diners, idiot."

Yu Xiaotan raised his eyelids slightly, and glanced at him lightly: "The children adopted by Yu's family, eating is also part of their cultivation. Their tableware is all specially made by me, with purple cloud and thunder wood as the core, inlaid with Nanshan Nuanyu , when eating, the spiritual power will pour into the fingers along the chopsticks, which not only nourishes the meridians, but also stimulates them with the power of thunder, training them to control the spiritual power in a subtle way."

"With such chopsticks, people with weaker control may not be able to hold them steadily. We will not use them casually to make table chopsticks for diners."

He lowered his eyes slightly, looking at the troublemaker with a half-smile: "For example... a guest like you."