The stall owner of this house saw the matter of the stall next door just now.

The little guest officer in front of her was happy to sit there at first, but when the stall owner said the three words "little boy", she instantly picked up the silver and left.

Seeing that the figure of this guest officer is not too heroic like a man, but soft and glutinous like a little girl.

Zhan Bei tilted his eyebrows in satisfaction.

It turns out that there are still people with bright eyes.

"Two bowls of noodles and more meat."

Zhan Bei tilted and put the broken silver on the table.

"Okay!"

The stall owner took the money and gave it to her.

The noodles were ready quickly, and in a short time they were served on her table.

Zhan Beitian smelled the smell of meat, picked up the chopsticks and was about to start, when he suddenly felt that there was a gaze that had been staring at her closely.

She looked down and saw that it was a couple of little beggars crouching against the wall looking at her.

No, it should be said to be looking at the two bowls of noodles on her table.

A few little beggars didn't look very old, or even pitiful, and she estimated that a few were about four or five years old, five or six years old.

She instantly remembered the days when she picked up her apprentices.

My heart softened and I sighed.

They beckoned.

Several children trotted and scrambled around.

"Let's all sit here."

She raised her hand: "Boss! Make six more bowls of noodles! Add more meat! ”

The stall owner was a little unhappy at first when he saw a few beggars sitting in his stall, but when he heard the order, his smiling eyes narrowed into a slit.

"Good guest officer!"

Zhan Bei tilted to look at them and pushed the two bowls of noodles in front of him.

"Eat."

Although the children are young, they are very sensible.

They looked at each other, but neither of them moved.

"Eat, eat, eat."

She pushed the bowl in front of them again.

The children shook their heads.

"We can't eat you."

A little girl inside stared at her with a pair of big watery eyes.

Zhan Beitian smiled dumbly when he heard this: "Why? ”

The little girl was still blinking her eyes, and she couldn't spit out her words clearly: "Because you're hungry too, I hear you." ”

Zhan Beitian looked at her and felt that this little girl was very cute.

Soon, the remaining six bowls of noodles were served one after another, and she threw the money to the stall owner.

Let them go: "This is for you, you can go." ”

Then she saw that the children pushed the bowl with the most meat in front of her.

"You pay, you deserve the best bowl."

It was the little girl who spoke.

Zhan Beitian smiled and didn't speak, as if they had received some instructions, several children began to pick up their heads, gobbling up, and they were not afraid of hot faces.

After eating, several children thanked her.

"Sister, you are a fairy, can you come every day in the future?"

It's fake to praise her, and it's true to want her to come every day.

Zhan Beitian rubbed the head of the talking child, and took out some broken silver and gave it to them.

"If we can meet again tomorrow, my sister will continue to invite you to eat."

Several children were delighted when they heard this.

Seeing them leave in rejoice, the stall owner sighed beside her.

"Girl, let's have less to do with these little beggars."

He was willing to talk to her because of the extra tips given by Zhan Beiyan.

"These little beggars are like vampire leeches, if you give them a handout, they will taste the sweetness, and they will..."

Boom!

Zhan Bei tilted and put a small piece of silver on his desk.

The stall owner thought that she didn't have much money when he saw her dressed plainly, but he didn't expect to be so generous, and he was stunned for a while.

"Auntie, girl?"

Zhan Bei narrowed his eyes: "I won't be here in the future, just give them a little food every day, remember not to starve them until this piece of silver runs out, if they haven't changed and learned to be self-reliant, then don't care about them anymore." ”