Helan Qiyou took Qingxuan back to the resting place of the Haisha Gang in the dock, and the steward, overseer, and workers had already finished lunch. Fortunately, Gongsun Yuqi ordered to leave some food, knowing that the young helper and his wife were going to eat, and the cooks also added all the remaining ingredients today to make a seafood and miscellaneous vegetable nest for them.

Helan Qiyou is out and about, and he doesn't pay special attention to things such as eating, but I'm afraid that Qingxuan doesn't like it. "Madame, is that okay?"

"Yes, that's good. “

When the two sat down to eat, a group of children in shabby and dirty clothes, hiding behind the pillars, stared at the food on the table with salivation, and Helan Qiyou could see at a glance that those children who did not belong to the Haisha Gang.

"What are those kids doing here?" Helan Qiyou frowned, and those who didn't know would think he was angry.

The cook was also a little worried, and replied in a trembling manner. "They were homeless children from a nearby village, fatherless and motherless, and they couldn't do anything at such a young age. It looks strange and pitiful, and they come here every day at lunch to wait, and if there are leftovers, they will leave them. “

The cook, who spoke, was one of the wives of a shipwright, and knew that it was wrong to put food without permission, and knelt down. "There's almost nothing they can eat a day... Today, the young master and the young master's wife came over, and the slave family had already told them that there would be no leftovers for them, but they were so hungry that they couldn't help but wait here. “

After Helan Qiyou heard this, Bi Zhi stood up, and Qing Xuan was a little surprised.

"Madame, this meal doesn't seem to be appetizing, and I remember that there is a market not far away. Shall we go to the market and have dinner again?"

Qing Xuan immediately understood, and also stood up, waving to the children hiding in the corner.

"Come here, here's something for you to eat. “

"Young master, young lady, how can this be?"

Although Helan Qiyou deliberately said that the food was not appetizing, but now that it was past noon, the food was not eaten in front of him and he said that he would go out to find food, and no one would guess that this was clearly to let the children eat.

The cooks were still a little incredulous when they heard this, and they gave the leftovers to these street children before, which also attracted some complaints. However, in the prosperous era of Zhenguan, the world was finally calm, and the people began to live a good life, and the benefits given by the Haisha Gang were even more abundant, so the stewards have always turned a blind eye and closed one eye to let things develop like this.

The adults were still talking, and the hungry children couldn't help but come up, although there were a few more people they didn't know, but with a fairy-like figure like Qingxuan, the children naturally had a good impression and were not afraid of approaching.

"Come on, eat. “

Boys, you look at me, I look at you, and without much hesitation, they rushed up, holding the bowl to eat, eating the vegetables, eating the vegetables, eating indiscriminately, the appearance of eating is very ugly, but it highlights that they are really hungry. One of the older boys, who looked to be twelve or thirteen years old, did not grab a bite to eat.

"Young master, madam, can I take some with me? I will wash the dishes and chopsticks and bring them back." "He seems to be smart, and he knows immediately from the mouths of the cooks who can call the shots, and he speaks in an orderly manner.

“... Ouch, is it for your sister-in-law? you can't make ends meet, really—" The cook sighed.

Helan Qiyou looked at a few children who were eating on the ground swept away by the residual wind, and then looked at the boys who did not want to eat because they did not ask for food for their sister, and their faces showed a rare softness. "Pack him a lunch box and let him take some back. Starting tomorrow, I will ask the steward to pay for more food and provide three meals for these children. “

The boy who had begged for food for his sister listened to what he said, and straightened up to face him, looking unafraid. "You feed us, and we will die for you. “

Helan Qiyou laughed when he heard this. "It's just for food, you don't need to work for me. After eating the food of our Haisha Gang, don't wander around like street children at other times, stay in the gang to learn some rules, and then go to the beach to follow the training seriously, and see if you can work for the Haisha Gang when you grow up. “

He took Qingxuan by the hand and was about to leave, but the boy stopped him.

"My name is Luo Si, you give me and my sister food, my life is yours. You're waiting for me!"