The Days of Opening a Restaurant on an Abnormal Earth

In Jianfeng City, Academy.

This is the highest school in the world of Sedum, not only teaching people knowledge, but also teaching people martial arts. The students who come out here are all outstanding people, and they are also the mainstay of the entire Sedum world.

For a long time, the gentlemen of the college have been proud to have founded such a college.

Until recently, because of certain things, the husband felt that the college and the students might not be as he had imagined.

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When Dahei hurriedly arrived at the residence of the gentleman in the backyard of the college, the gentleman with white beard and hair was sitting on the futon. There is a small table in front of him. There is a ceramic tea set on the table.

The flame tongue of the small red clay stove is slightly open, licking the teapot made of Longquan celadon. The water vapor in the pot is steaming, and white smoke is sprayed out from the mouth of the pot.

"You brought me here in a hurry. I thought you were going to die. You were anxious to ask me to ask you to leave the academy to me." Dahei's footsteps slowed down, and he walked up to the gentleman, sitting down politely. On the futon across from him.

The husband raised his head and glanced at him: "Your words are getting worse and worse now. Are you afraid of losing your life if you say these things to my old man?"

"Hey, as the leader of the Demon Cult, am I afraid of losing my life? I have never done anything to kill and set fire. It's just that I am too old to lift a knife. The brothers in the cult all want to go ashore for nothing and make a living."

Mr. put a cup of clear tea in front of Dahei, and Dahei took it up without any hesitation and drank it down in one gulp.

"Why, you invited me to drink tea and chat today?"

"Hehe." The gentleman smiled: "Your two personal disciples have made a lot of noise in our place recently."

It was Niu Ben and Huang Zeying that the gentleman was talking about. Because of the two prostitutes, he even offended the dignitaries of Jianfeng City, and even caused a stir in the matter.

If it wasn't for the fact that their master was the Demon King Hei Yan, they would have been chopped up and fed to dogs long ago.

Dahei laughed twice: "Why, today you are here to help your disciples and grandchildren find their place, and you came to ask my teacher for their crimes?"

The husband didn't answer him, but murmured, "You have been to that adult (Zhang Tong)'s world, what do you think of their world?"

"Developed, rich, especially now that it is becoming more and more developed." Dahei replied without thinking.

"No, that's not what I'm asking." The gentleman shook his head: "I'm asking about equality and justice. Is their world very equal and just? Should they eliminate that...exploitation!"

Dahei was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Sir, you must be sick! How is it possible to say what you said. I know what you think, everyone is equal, everyone loves everyone, elders and children are orderly, brothers and sisters respect each other. .No war, no exploitation, a perfect utopia.

But how could this thing exist? ! I would say on the contrary, Lao Zhang's world is even more powerful than ours. The country I live in is pretty good. \

,""Do you know that there is a country in that world, and the people of the whole country are so hungry that they can only eat dirt."

"Eat dirt?" Mr. frowned.

"That's right, eat dirt. Literally eat dirt. Because they are too poor, more than half of the people in that country can only eat dirt. Take flour mixed with some oil and half of the dirt, knead it into a cake, and then dry it into dirt Cake. Just eat it together." After drinking the big black tea, I made myself another cup.

"Is there not enough food?" The husband doubted.

Dahei explained: "It depends on whether you look at it in a broad sense or in a narrow sense. In a broad sense, Lao Zhang's world has long since gotten rid of the food crisis. There is too much food in their world, and a lot of it can even be wasted.

But in a narrow sense, there is indeed not enough food. Many people will be starved to death. The poorer the country, the more this is the case, and even the lives of people in poor countries in that world are not as good as ours. "

"How could this be?"

"Hey, isn't this the same as the poor people starving to death on the streets in our catastrophe year, while the rich are still feasting on fish and meat. After all, it's not that there is no food, but that the food is in the hands of a small number of people. How should I say this? Oh , By the way! This is called unfair distribution." Dahei organized his language.

"But why did you suddenly think of asking me about this today?"

Mr. took a sip from the teacup and said, "Because I listened to a speech given by your disciple."

"Um?"

"While in prison."

"ha?!"

"I think a lot of what he said is very reasonable, so I stayed with him for half a month and listened to his speech for half a month. I was very moved. I founded the academy to gather the world's heroes Talented people, let them manage this world, it's better than the waste from those powerful families."

The gentleman smiled, but the smile was a little stiff.

"I've been in this academy for so long that I've forgotten what the world should look like."

Dahei laughed, a little wildly: "I have lived in an ivory tower for a long time, and I feel that there is no suffering in this world without hearing the sound of pain? Hahaha! Sir, sir, although you are very strong, you are really old."

The corner of the husband's mouth twitched: "You actually knew it a long time ago, didn't you?"

"Do you know? The darkness of the world? Shatter the utopia you imagined in your heart? Do you tear away your eyes that were covered by the prosperity of Jianfeng City?"

"You've been to so many places but never talked to me about it."

"Please, I am the leader of the Demon Cult. Do you know what the Demon Cult is? It is composed of traffickers who can't survive, poor peasants who are homeless, and laborers who can't eat. The world is getting more and more chaotic. The stronger the Demon Cult. Why should I tell you this?"

There was a hint of sarcasm at the corner of Dahei's mouth.

"I don't care about that."

"I care!" With a growl, Mr. lost his composure. Dahei was stunned.

After a few seconds of silence, Mr. sat down and said in a low voice, "I care."

"I want you to do me a favor." Mister whispered.

Dahei squinted his ears: "Huh?"

"Let your two disciples stay here for a while longer. If they want to ignite the fire, then let a single spark start a prairie fire!"

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Can a single spark start a prairie fire?

Sir doesn't know, but he knows someone is doing it.

In Changtan County, the Wang family workshop.

Many people gathered here densely today. There are workshop owners and coal workers. The walled yard behind Wang's workshop where wood and bamboo are stacked is crowded with people.

Today we gather together because of a monk who went door to door knocking on the doors of laborers or small workshop owners who are now in trouble. The monk told them that if they wanted to get out of trouble, then come.

There are hundreds of people standing in this courtyard, but only the sound of breathing can be heard in silence.

Everyone was looking at the burly King Kong-like monk in the yard, wanting to hear what he was about to say.

And what the monk said made the hair of the whole courtyard stand on end.

I only heard him say softly: "Strike.+"