It didn't take long for Wang Xiaoshuai and Zhao Rusi to walk into the cafeteria of Happy Academy.

Even the other celestial pride of the Happy Academy were people from two worlds in front of them, not to mention the employees of the cafeteria.

Because of this, the two of them worked silently.

Happy Academy's cafeteria is open only three times: 7 to 8 a.m., 11 to 1 p.m., and 4:30 to 6:30 p.m.

The diet is also very simple, beef, potatoes, eggs.

Fried potatoes, baked potatoes, beef stewed potatoes, boiled eggs, steamed eggs.

There was no pasta, it was all rice.

By the way, there are pickles. But Wang Xiaoshuai doesn't eat pickles - take a bite and spit out. It's the same at home.

And pickles are also carcinogenic.

Therefore, he really had nothing to eat, so he could only eat milk soaked in rice.

He didn't want to eat a mouthful, but the chef of the cafeteria had eyes as big as brass bells, and his eyes showed a look of longing. It seems that this is the world-class delicacies of the mountains and seas.

This rice is not as good as the long-grain incense in the Northeast, and in his impression, there is a lot of precipitation in the islands of this Shu country, and the light time is relatively insufficient. Therefore, the rice here is not delicious at all.

But what could he do? I can't skip eating, and I can only choke in with my eyes closed.

Today, he looked for Zhao Rusi for a long time, and because of this, when the two of them came, the classmates all left the cafeteria.

He saw the food of the cafeteria master.

Even the cured meat in the canteen, they can't afford to eat it.

Their meals are also very simple.

Chazuke.

He really saw it today, what is the legendary "soup and rice". College classmates ridicule themselves for being poor, and they will say that they want to eat "soup and rice" - free soup + rice that can be bought for a few dimes. In this way, a day's meal will only cost a few bucks. Of course, in fact, no one would eat this kind of thing for themselves, and Wang Xiaoshuai had never seen it.

Wang Xiaoshuai looked at today's food and also fell into deep thought.

I couldn't see the green pickles, I looked at the cured meat that was as hard as wood, and fortunately there were a few potatoes left.

And Zhao Rusi also looked at the food and frowned.

"The food here is really poor." Wang Xiaoshuai said.

Zhao Rusi nodded.

"yes. When I was in the Great Rest Country, I didn't eat this. She said.

[Of course.] If even you have to eat this dish, the rest of the country will have to eat the soil. 】

Wang Xiaoshuai thought.

He's been eating this food for five days. Wang Xiaoshuai, who is used to eating food in the city, can't bear it anymore. In the first few days, the meal was just right and I was able to grab some fresh beef. But today came too late.

Ordering takeout is even more impractical.

Could it be that the products of Shu are barren to this point? Can't even find something to eat?

You can only eat cured meat, so there is no fresh meat?

This is a "Shu Pillar Stone" level college!

"Is the product of Shu so scarce? Why is there only beef, no lamb, chicken, duck? ”

Wang Xiaoshuai asked Zhao Rusi in a low voice.

"I'll think about it." Zhao Rusi said.

"Not really? I remember when I was in Xiguo, I looked at the statistics of the products of Shu. There is no shortage of these things in Shu? What's more, there should also be magical power to increase the production here, and there should be no shortage of food? ”

Zhao Rusi said.

Wang Xiaoshuai frowned.

This is strange. There is no shortage of food, why is the food still so poor?

Wang Xiaoshuai sat next to a dining hall master.

His facial features are twisted together, like a parched riverbed, a cabbage that has lost its moisture.

His hairline had moved to the sky, he was almost bald, his face was black, and his whole body was drained like charcoal. It's strange that he's still alive.

"Hello." Wang Xiaoshuai spoke to him.

He found the old man's body trembling, as if with a fear that was ingrained deep in his bones.

"You... Hello. Adults of Happy Academy. ”

The old man groveled and said, making a gesture to kneel down to speak, but Wang Xiaoshuai hugged him and helped him onto the seat.

"That's not how old people are. I have no ill will towards you, just a few questions I want to ask. ”

Wang Xiaoshuai's expression became as gentle as possible, and Zhao Rusi sat on Wang Xiaoshuai's side.

"You... Excuse me. The old man said tremblingly.

"Why is he so afraid of me?" Wang Xiaoshuai secretly asked Zhao Rusi.

"The cultivators of the Shu Kingdom have the right to take away the lives and deaths of civilians."

Zhao Rusi blocked Wang Xiaoshuai's mouth with a word.

"Old man, I would like to ask how the farmland harvest is this year?" Wang Xiaoshuai asked.

"I don't know. My fields are gone. The old man cried.

"Huh?" Wang Xiaoshuai's brows furrowed even tighter, and they were screwed together.

"My child is also talented in cultivation. In order to send him to the Equilibrium Sect, he became a martial artist after some training. I sold my family's land. The child was very competitive and became a warrior warrior in that balanced sect. I didn't expect him to die while cultivating! ”

The old man cried even more sadly as he spoke.

"My little son still looks like he's still in front of me when he's young."

"By the time I saw him, his stomach exploded. Broke such a big hole! ”

His hands were spread out, the width of a water tank.

The old man's tears were held back little by little. Because he remembered that once the two of them were unhappy in front of him who were crying, he would also be worried about his life.

"There is no field. There are no sons. The old woman cried so hard that she died! I'll be left alone to live! ”

"......" Wang Xiaoshuai didn't know how to answer.

"Is this the case with Xiguo?" Wang Xiaoshuai asked Zhao Rusi secretly.

"I... I don't know. Zhao Rusi said. Should... No way? ”

"I've disturbed the two adults." The old man hurriedly added.

"It's fine." Wang Xiaoshuai asked him:

"And where did you get your ingredients?"

"It's from the Tree Palace."

"Will there be such tattered food from the Tree Palace?" Wang Xiaoshuai pinched his chin.

Doesn't Shugong understand such a simple truth as "poor literature and rich martial arts"?

The old man stopped talking.

"Old man. Then I'd like to ask. When you used to farm, what was the annual harvest? ”

"The harvest... Not bad. But after the tax is drawn every year, there is not much. ”

"So, are there many herdsmen? I saw fresh meat here, and there should still be people raising cattle. ”

"Only the family of the master of the warrior can eat fresh meat and polished rice. We can all only eat brown rice. ”

"In that case, why do we still have so many cured meats in our food?" Wang Xiaoshuai asked.

"I don't know."

An idea appeared in Wang Xiaoshuai's mind.

Since only warriors can get fresh meat and polished rice, why don't I bypass this rule and be a warrior. How about opening a hot pot restaurant by yourself, so that these people who can't eat hot pot can also eat polished rice and fresh meat?

However, there are still a few issues to be solved:

First of all, Shu Guoyun did not allow such an attempt,

Secondly, how many people will come to make trouble,

In the end, how many people will come to eat.

All of these things must be started from one aspect:

I know why the supply of fresh meat in Shu is so small.

As a college student in the 21st century, the society is so mature, and he can only be a screw in an ordinary university.

When you learn the art of slaying dragons, but the things you use are only sweeping the floor, confusion is inevitable.

But in such a new environment, as a college student who has received a whole set of thinking training.

If you don't make a new attempt, you are really blind to such an opportunity.

On the other hand, he also wants to help these poor people who can only eat chazuke to find a new way to make a living.

In the end, it is naturally also to make some money. If you want to marry the daughter of the Zhao family, you naturally have to have some ability.