Writing down the dishes ordered by the fat monk one by one, Ye Feng turned his head left and right to look at the two monks sitting in front of him, and his heart twitched, but he still kindly reminded him:

"Guest officer, if it's just the two of you, this dish... I'm afraid it's a bit much, isn't it?"

The fat monk suddenly stopped his movements and slapped the table, glared at Ye Feng angrily, and counted down with a big grin: "What two people? I eat by myself! My master is practicing closed-mouth meditation! I can't talk without eating, drinking!"

Speaking of this, the fat monk suddenly lowered his head pitifully and patted his big belly, and said to himself with a sad expression: "I don't have enough to eat, I've lost weight all these days when I'm busy traveling..."

Ye Feng looked at the fat monk in front of him who could hold more than four of himself, swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and hurriedly ran back to the kitchen with the menu.

"Dongpo meat is coming~"

A moment later, the boy lifted the curtain of the back kitchen door and shouted crisply, and trotted back to the front hall with a tray in one hand.

When passing by the counter, Ye Feng subconsciously glanced at the door of the inn, and the young man's steps suddenly stopped, and the whole person instantly froze in place.

I saw an old man and a young man standing at the door of the inn at this time, the old man's eyes were covered with a gray film, as if he was suffering from an eye disease, and he was carrying a small wooden box in his hand. The young one is a little girl in a red dress, with a ponytail obliquely, looking cute, and a candy man in her white and tender little hands.

"It's her!?"

Ye Feng's heart suddenly raced, and his cheeks flushed inexplicably.

The old man and the young man in front of him were the blind old man who pinched the candy man that the boy met in Jianye City, and the little girl called Jiaojiao.

Jiaojiao, a sharp-eyed little girl, found Ye Feng, who was stunned, and quietly squeezed the blind old man's hand, "Grandpa, it's him!

The old man smiled when he heard this, took the little girl's hand and walked into the inn, came straight to Ye Feng and stopped for a moment, and said with a smile: "Hehe, little friend, we meet again..."

Ye Feng, a young man who came back to his senses, hurriedly said "Hmm!", stretched out his hand to lead the two ancestors and grandchildren to an empty table, and greeted warmly: "Old gentleman, please take a seat, I'll go get the recipe!"

"No hurry~"

The blind old man waved his hand and explained with a smile: "Don't worry, little friend, we still have two friends who haven't arrived, and it's not too late to wait for them to come." ”

Ye Feng glanced sideways at the empty street outside the door, nodded at the old man, and turned back to the kitchen.

Seeing the young man leaving, the little girl Jiaojiao wrinkled her nose and said to the old man with some disdain: "Grandpa, you still told me that this guy is not simple, and he is not a little guy in the inn!"

"Hey~"

The blind old man hurriedly waved his hand to stop it, paused, and said earnestly: "Hongchen experience, the warmth and coldness of the world, is also a kind of cultivation!"

With that, the old man turned to the white-robed monk who was looking at him at the adjacent table and bowed slightly, and there seemed to be a flash of brilliance in his cloudy eyes.

In the private room in the backyard of the inn, a handsome young man in a gorgeous costume was sitting on the bed and meditating with his eyes closed, and the eunuch Ah Fu was standing with his hands attached to his front and his figure slightly rickety, his eyes lowered.

"It's coming!"

Ah Fu suddenly opened his eyes and turned his head to remind the handsome young man.

The handsome young man slowly opened his eyes, glanced at Ah Fu, got out of bed and walked out, and the eunuch Ah Fu followed closely.

At the door of the inn, at this time, there were two men wearing light blue robes and holding swords, one middle-aged and one young.

The middle-aged man was domineering and high-spirited, and there was a purple silk thread on the neckline of the robe.

The young man had fair skin and blue silk thread embroidered on the neckline.

"Yichen, when I met the old man Qianji, remember to be more restrained. ”

The middle-aged man whispered to the young man beside him.

"Yes, father. ”

The young man bowed slightly.

The two men in blue robes entered the inn and ignored the running man who greeted them, glanced at the situation in the room, and walked straight to the table of the blind old man and the little girl.

Looking at the incomparable backs of the two, the corners of the boy's mouth couldn't help twitching twice, rolled his eyes and turned around to continue his work.

When the father and son in the robes passed by the fat and thin monk, the middle-aged man nodded politely to the white-robed monk.

"Brother Xiao!"

Seeing the young man in the robe, the little girl jumped up from the stool happily, pulled the sleeves of the young man's shirt with both hands, and pouted coquettishly: "Brother Xiao, why did you come? Jiaojiao has been waiting for you for a long time!"

The young man looked at the little girl with a smile on his face, touched the little girl's braid dotingly, turned his head to the blind old man and smiled apologetically, and bowed lightly, seeing that the latter bowed slightly, he dared to sit down.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man in the dark robe on the side sat down beside the blind old man, picked up the teapot on the table and poured a cup of tea for the old man and himself, took a sip, looked up and smiled:

"I made the seniors of Qianji wait for a long time, and I met a group of Jianghu Xiaoxiao who wanted to pick up the leak outside the city, so it was delayed. ”

"It's okay~"

The blind old man waved his hand, and a pair of cloudy old eyes stared at the young man opposite, and suddenly smiled:

"It's Yichen's cultivation, the last time I saw him, he was still at the peak of the second realm of Xuanzhao, and he has already entered the third realm in just over a month, what a hero is a boy!"

The old man stroked a few strands of gray beard under his chin and nodded appreciatively.

The young man smiled indifferently and looked very respectful.

The middle-aged man heard that the old man was praising his son again, and he was proud in his heart, but he still pretended to be polite and kept saying, "Where, where." ”

When the four people at the table were greeting each other politely, the handsome young man and Ah Fu in the private room had already walked through the backyard to the front hall.

Raising his eyes and scanning the environment of the front hall, the two of them walked towards the blind old man's table one after the other.

The middle-aged man who was drinking tea caught a glimpse of Ah Fu and the two who were gradually approaching out of the corner of his eye, and took the lead in getting up and arching his hand to the two, "Brother Ah Fu, long time no see!"

Ah Fu raised his hand and said politely: "Brother Xiao Jian, I haven't seen you for a long time, it's been more than a long time since I said goodbye last time~!"

After that, Ah Fu's eyes looked at the white-robed monk and the blind old man imperceptibly, and bowed slightly towards the two.

The middle-aged man named Xiao Jian hurriedly raised his hand and waved his sleeves when he heard this, and shook his head pretendedly: "Don't mention that time, don't mention it!"

Xiao Jian glanced at the handsome young man beside the eunuch Ah Fu, and then pretended to be puzzled and asked him, "Brother Ah Fu, who is this?"

Hearing this, Ah Fu hurriedly turned sideways and sent the handsome young man forward, glanced at the diners who were eating around him, looked serious, and replied in a respectful and low voice: "This is His Royal Highness the current crown prince of my Great Song Kingdom." ”

With that, Ah Fu's figure moved back half a step again.

Xiao Jian, who had been smiling all the time, suddenly realized "oh", and the two eyes swept back and forth on the handsome young man, and when he saw the young man's cultivation clearly, he couldn't help but admire: "What a young man!"

Xiao Jian raised his hand and beckoned the young man in the dark robe who was sitting on the side, and introduced Ah Fu and the others: "This is the dog Xiao Yichen, if nothing else, Yichen and you will be brothers in the same sect in the future, and the two of you will have a lot of help each other at that time!"

Xiao Jian looked at the handsome young man with a friendly gaze.

The handsome young man hugged his fist at the young man in the Xuan robe, and said politely: "Senior Brother Yichen, my surname is Zhao Chenrui, and in the future, Senior Brother can call me Chenrui." ”

The latter smiled and hugged his fists, and hurriedly beckoned Zhao Chenrui, the prince of the Great Song Dynasty in front of him, and the eunuch Ah Fu to sit down together.

"Little Er, serve!"

Xiao Jian shouted at the hurried running hall not far away with a stack of plates and bowls.

"Right City is in such chaos right now, will it be dangerous for her to come here?"

Ye Feng was cutting vegetables in the kitchen, and the petite figure in a red dress involuntarily appeared in his mind.

"Ugh!"

The stinging pain in his fingers pulled Ye Feng's thoughts back to reality, and when he looked down, he found that his index finger had been cut out by a kitchen knife, and blood was constantly oozing out.

The cook, who was stir-frying, turned his head and glanced at Ye Feng, as if he said casually: "People will encounter many people and many things in their lives, if you want to do this well and keep the people you want to keep, you must first take the road under your feet." ”

After speaking, the bald head, who was always unsmiling, continued to turn around and squint his eyes and stir-fry the vegetables against the smoke.

The young man was a little stunned when he heard this, he looked at the shiny back of the bald cook's head, savored it carefully, and suddenly felt as if a window had been pushed open in his heart, and the haze in his heart disappeared in an instant.

Simply bandaging his fingers, Ye Feng's small meditation technique in the field worked quickly, and he continued to bury his head in chopping vegetables.

Early the next morning, Ye Feng got up early, played Fuhu Boxing a few times, went to Shilipo to fill up the water, and returned to the backyard of the inn to start chopping wood.

"Hey, can you do me a favor?"

Looking up, Ye Feng saw that the little girl in the red dress was standing in front of him.

"What's the matter?"

The boy asked.

"My bamboo dragonfly landed on the eaves over there, and I... I can't reach it. ”

The little girl stretched out her hand and pointed to the bamboo dragonfly on the eaves not far away, and the more she talked, the more aggrieved she became, and she choked up and wiped the tears on her face with her little hands.

"Don't worry, I'll take it off for you!"

Ye Feng hurriedly answered, and quickly turned around to move the ladder.

The boy set up a ladder and climbed up to the roof, lying on the smooth tiles, he looked down at the ground a few feet high, and his legs trembled uncontrollably.

"Come on!

The little girl's two little hands clenched into fists, cheering her up.

Ye Feng stopped his movements when he heard this, smiled happily at the little girl, turned around and moved his body forward little by little.

Pedal Pedal Pedal ~

Ye Feng, who was crawling on the roof, felt a light breeze suddenly blowing in front of him, and then the black shadow flashed, and the bamboo dragonfly on the eaves had disappeared.

When I turned my head, I saw a handsome young man in a light blue robe who had walked to the little girl with a bamboo dragonfly.

The young man in the robe raised his hand and scratched the little girl's nose, and smiled at her dotingly: "Sister Jiaojiao is not allowed to cry in the future, because Brother Xiao is here!"

After speaking, he glanced at Ye Feng lying on the roof tiles intentionally or unintentionally, and a look of disdain flashed in his eyes.