When Liu Qianhua took the man away that day, he left in a hurry. The shopkeeper didn't have time to hand the silver to the man before he left.
At that time, Liu Qianhua looked like he was looking for someone, but the shopkeeper was not sure what Liu Qianhua was looking for. He thought that the two little beggars were probably in danger. He didn't expect to see him again, and the other party had changed into someone else, looking like the son of a powerful family.
The shopkeeper took a look at them and realized that their clothes were not cheap. People without status would not dare to wear them so ostentatiously.
"Did the shopkeeper recognize us?" An Jingzhi smiled. "Today we're here to thank you for your help that day. We also came to try the food. We were in such a hurry that day that we didn't savor the flavors carefully."
The shopkeeper shook his head and didn't even think about asking who they were. "I didn't do anything that day, so you don't have to come and thank me."
An Jingzhi looked at the other person with a smile and said nothing more.
He then led everyone to a private room and said, "Please take a seat. The food will be served soon."
An Jingzhi brought Xiaobai into the box, while the others were in the hall and two people were guarding the door of the box.
When there were only two people left in the glasses box, Xiaobai began to look around with his eyes rolling around.
The magnificent furnishings and lanterns hanging high on the ceiling reveal luxury everywhere.
Seeing Xiaobai swaying left and right on the stool, An Jingzhi asked, "Is there a nail under your butt? Why are you moving around so much?"
Xiaobai subconsciously tugged at the clothes beside his neck and chuckled, "I always feel a little uncomfortable."
"I remember you once told me that your biggest wish was to have a meal at the Kyoto Restaurant in a dignified manner. Now that it's come true, what do you want to say?"
Xiaobai scratched his head, looked around for a while, and a blank look flashed in his eyes. "I don't know, I have an indescribable feeling, as if eating in a restaurant is not so comfortable. It's not as comfortable as squatting in the corner to eat."
An Jingzhi patted the other person's head lightly with the folding fan in his hand, "Alright, alright, you have to follow some rules outside. I'll take care of how you eat when you get home."
The food was served quickly, and all the restaurant's signature dishes were served.
This time, under An Jingzhi's command, Xiaobai did not eat so fast, as if he had no idea where to eat next. Instead, he began to learn the rules and used chopsticks and spoon.
Xiaobai is destined to stay with An Jingzhi. An Jingzhi doesn't care what Xiaobai does, but others will definitely talk about Xiaobai in private, and even laugh at him and look down on him. They will also bring up his experience as a little beggar for gossip. An Jingzhi doesn't want Xiaobai to be judged like this, so he still has to learn the proper rules.
Xiaobai held the chopsticks awkwardly, and finally he held the chopsticks directly with his right hand and picked up vegetables into the bowl.
An Jingzhi had already placed the food he wanted to eat in front of him, so he could practice with the rest.
Finally, when An Jingzhi finished eating, he still looked noble. He wiped his mouth calmly. Looking at Xiaobai again, the clothes in front of him were dirty, his mouth was dirty, and his face was not clean either.
He looked at the dishes on the plate with a sad face.
"What's wrong? Eat more if you're not full." An Jingzhi asked.
Xiaobai shook his head and said, "I'm full." It's not like he has to worry about not having the next meal, so he doesn't need to eat so much. Brother Jing said that if he overeats again, he won't be allowed to stay with him.
"Then what are you doing?" An Jingzhi asked.
"We can't finish all of this," Xiaobai looked at An Jingzhi aggrievedly, "We can't waste food."
As a little beggar who is protective of his food, please forgive Xiaobai for not being able to bear to see so many dishes left.
An Jingzhi understood, and then called the people outside the door and asked the shopkeeper to help him pack. Finally, Xiaobai followed him out of the restaurant carrying the food box. Of course, An Jingzhi still gave him the money.
The thing his family has the most right now is money.
"Your stomach is too weak. You've been eating all sorts of junk since you were little. Eat less leftovers in the future. Let's take these to the dilapidated temple outside the city and feed them to the beggars. I just have something else to do."
Xiaobai is even more miserable than the original owner. He has been a beggar since childhood, while the original owner at least lived as an ordinary citizen for more than ten years.
After hearing this, Xiaobai looked at the food box reluctantly, then nodded reluctantly.
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"Uncle, uncle! Please be kind and give us something to eat."
"Uncle, I haven't eaten for five days. Please be kind."
As soon as An Jingzhi arrived here, the followers behind him consciously protected him, looked vigilantly at the beggars rushing around, drew their knives, and warned them fiercely.
The beggars looked at the food boxes and smelled the fragrance of the food in them. They wanted to rush forward, but seeing the ferocious looks of the other party's guards, they stopped and could only kneel on the ground and keep begging the other party.
An Jingzhi glanced at one of his followers, who then took the food box from Xiaobai's hand and opened it under the other's reluctant gaze.
"The older ones, the younger ones come first." After An Jingzhi finished speaking, the beggars looked at each other. The older beggars stood in front happily, and the young beggar was indignant, but had to retreat under the threat of the sword on the other's waist.
At the front of the line was an old beggar with a hunched back. The other person looked at him ingratiatingly, revealing his grimy teeth.
An Jingzhi gestured, and the attendant beside him reluctantly took out a steamed bun from the packed food box and handed it to the other party.
Then came the second and third, and when it was the fourth person's turn, it was a crazy beggar who grabbed the food and put it directly into his mouth.
Just like other old beggars who were afraid that their food would be snatched away by the strong beggars next to them, he ate the food on the spot.
When this person was about to leave, Xiaobai pulled An Jingzhi's sleeve.
An Jingzhi tilted his head to look at him, "What's wrong?"
Xiaobai hesitantly leaned close to his ear and said, "This crazy beggar gave me a bowl of food before. It was the same bowl I begged for when you fainted from hunger."
Xiaobai was frightened at the time, and the original owner was unconscious and he had no money to hire a doctor, so he could only try to find some food for An Jingzhi. In the end, he found nothing, only some slop, and the bowl of rotten rice in the bowl was given to him by this crazy beggar.
An Jingzhi stood there with a knowing look on his face, "You watch him first, we'll take him back home later." The old beggar looked crazy, but An Jingzhi noticed a glimmer of clarity in his eyes from time to time. He originally thought that there was no relationship between the two parties, so he was too lazy to find out. But since they had such a life-saving relationship, he didn't mind raising one more person.
An Jingzhi did not use the bowl of rotten rice when he woke up, but the original owner in his previous life was indeed saved by this bowl of rotten rice.
After all the food was distributed, the beggars still didn't want to leave. They surrounded An Jingzhi one by one, and even seemed to want to rob him.
The followers were no longer polite, threw away the food boxes in their hands, and slashed a beggar who was about to rush forward with a shiny knife.
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