"Boy, wake up." The old beggar moved his left arm, and Shi Shiran walked into the broken temple, with a green vine coiled around his waist.

"I thought you were hiding your fame and fame." The little beggar said.

"Yo, you kid still studied?" The old beggar was a little surprised.

"Oh, you also studied?" The little beggar said.

The old beggar was really angry.

"Okay, you're just sick, and Master Ben is too lazy to bother with you." The old beggar took a breath and said, "Do you feel empty and hungry now?" ”

"Yes, yes." The little beggar nodded like pounded garlic.

"Then why don't you get up and go with me to find something to eat?" The old beggar said with his back to his back.

The little beggar blinked, said nothing, and walked out by the wall.

"Are you going to go for 10,000 years? Use this. The old beggar took out a short smooth and shiny bamboo pole from behind him and threw it on the ground with a thud.

The little beggar stumbled to his feet and stood up straight on the bamboo pole.

So the old beggar was in front and the little beggar was behind, and the two walked out of the broken temple unhurriedly.

"I said, master, you're not going in the right direction, right?" The little beggar said.

The lord he called was not the lord of the landlord, but the meaning of the lord.

"What's wrong with the direction?" The old beggar said.

"The village is over there." The little beggar pointed.

"Who said I was going to go into the village to beg for food?" The old beggar said.

"If you don't go into the village to beg for food, do you go to the city to beg for food?" The little beggar was stunned.

"What's the point of eating some cold rice leftovers, if you want to eat a good meal, of course, you have to rely on your own hands." The old beggar said.

"At this time, the wild fruits and vegetables are gone, not to mention the hands, the feet are useless." The little beggar said.

"Wild fruits and wild vegetables are a ball." The old beggar put his thumb to his nose and said, "Look at the old man who will make you three dishes and one soup, all meat!" ”

"Is it really that powerful?" The little beggar did not believe.

"But I can cook the food, and you have to get the food yourself." The old beggar said.

"Is this a pastime for you, master?" The little beggar puffed out his cheeks.

"What is a pastime?" The old beggar said, "This is called division of labor and cooperation. ”

"Then why don't I cook the dishes, you get the ingredients?" The little beggar said.

"If you make it, then it can still be called a dish?" The old beggar shook his head.

The little beggar was about to argue, but when he saw the old beggar standing still, he stretched out his hand and pointed forward: "The first course, fish soup!" ”

In front of the two of them, it turned out to be a small flowing river.

(End of chapter)