Douluo Continent on the tip of the tongue

Chapter 556

"Guobaorou mapo tofu and rice, ready."

Holding the dishes in his hands, Qi Han appeared beside Yu Lianxin as usual.

"Hmm..." Yu Lianxin bit her lips lightly, but for a moment she didn't know what to say.

Qi Han didn't notice the abnormality in Yu Lian's heart, he smiled and said, "Why didn't I see you yesterday?"

He actually knew that Yu Lianxin had gone out with the disciples of Shrek's inner court, but it was a good idea to use this question as the beginning of the chat between the two of them.

"I was out of town yesterday." Yu Lianxin took a peek at Qi Han, "I'm on a mission with my juniors..."

Didn't this guy send someone to help him?
Then why do you still ask knowingly at this moment?
Could it be that the person who shot at that time had nothing to do with him?
For some reason, Yu Lianxin felt a little lost in her heart.

"Thank you." Qi Han smiled slightly, "Will you go out in the next period of time?"

"It shouldn't happen within a month." Yu Lian shook her head and looked at Qi Han curiously, "What's wrong?"

"In half a month, I should be teaching cooking again." Qi Han glanced at Yu Lianxin. He knew that Yu Lianxin had also learned from the egg fried rice back then, and since she quickly reached the excellent egg fried rice Look, the culinary talent does not seem to be weak, "Will you come then?"

"Me?" Yu Lianxin coughed lightly, her eyes suddenly drifted, "I'm not a chef, why should I learn this?"

Hmm...I can't let him know that I secretly learned his egg fried rice!
Ok?
Qi Han was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly understood something.

No wonder I didn't notice Yu Lianxin at all...

She didn't come to learn it secretly, did she?

Obviously learned it but refused to let me know.

This is called…

Proud?

Qi Han suddenly felt that he had discovered another side of Yu Lianxin.

"Okay then." There was a smile in his eyes.

That being the case, it is better not to poke her.

Seemingly feeling that his tone just now was a bit blunt, Yu Lianxin hesitated for a moment, then coughed lightly, "If I have time, I might go back and have a look."

"Okay." Qi Han nodded, and gave Yu Lianxin a tender look, "Then I will continue to work."

"Yeah." Yu Lianxin nodded, and waited until Qi Han turned around before quietly watching his back.

It feels like he is a little different today than before.

how to say…

Seems more proactive?

If he was in the past, he probably wouldn't take the initiative to invite himself to watch his public teaching.

But this time, he did it...

The corners of Yu Lianxin's mouth rose slightly, and her slightly disappointed mood immediately recovered, and her gaze returned to the delicious food in front of her.

Never mind, cook!

...

Back in the kitchen, Qi Han was also in a good mood.

As Yu Lianxin felt, since he decided to face this feeling calmly, Qi Han has also become more active than before.

If it had been before, he would have taken Gulu to serve the dishes together, and let Gulu be his wingman, so that he would not be so obtrusive when chatting with Yu Lianxin.

But this time, he didn't bring Gulu, and he also took the initiative to invite Yu Lianxin to watch his public teaching.

Not much has changed, but it's a good start.

The business hours for lunch ended soon, Qi Han watched several shop assistants leave, and arranged for Ye Lingqing to go to the new shop to help Qingfeng.

Contrary to normal restaurants, meals are the most leisurely time for Hanshi Juwei. After all, everyone has gone to other restaurants in the food street to eat, so they won't queue up here to buy braised vegetables.

And in the afternoon after the lunch business hours ended, Dai Qingfeng would be busy again. With Ye Lingqing to help, it shouldn't be a big problem.

As for Qi Han himself...

After returning to the room on the third floor, he entered the system space without hesitation.

On a black recipe, the three characters "Buddha jumping over the wall" are like silver hooks and iron paintings.

Qi Han took a deep breath and chose to use Buddha Jump over the Wall.

With a dazzling white light bursting out instantly, Qi Han's body disappeared into the system space.

And Ruyi also opened a white light door with a wave of his hand after Qi Han entered the recipe, and stepped into it.

Buddha jumps over the wall food environment, open.

...

cold.

Biting and numb cold.

Qi Han, who regained consciousness, immediately felt something strange in his body.

As far as the eyes can see, there is a vast expanse of whiteness, and the surrounding quaint stone roads and huts of various colors are covered with white snow, but the owner of this body does not even have a complete piece of clothing at this moment, only a few simple clothes. A piece of rag covers the body.

This body trembled slightly, struggling to hug itself into a ball in the cold winter, the already emaciated body was even more emaciated, the skin and flesh covering the bones were full of cracks and bruises from the cold.

The extremely strong numbness and tingling pain made Qi Han feel miserable.

in this situation…

Could it be that the original body is now a beggar?
It doesn't seem right...

Buddha jumping over the wall is a Fujian dish. How can there be such heavy snow in Fujian Province?

While thinking in Qi Han's mind, the consciousness of this body gradually became dull. He could clearly feel that the vision of this body began to blur, and the eyes began to close. Even the pain on his body seemed to have eased a bit.

Obviously, if there is no more help, this thin little beggar will freeze to death in the cold wind.

"This child is still alive!" A voice appeared vaguely nearby, and then the little beggar's consciousness completely fell into silence.

Qi Han's consciousness didn't become drowsy at this moment, so he could feel that there seemed to be very warm clothes covering this body, and then this body was slowly picked up, and he didn't know where to put it.

"Xuan Quan, you gave him the clothes on your body, you are about to suffer from the cold." It was a deep voice that seemed to have comforting power, and it was not the same person who spoke just now.

"Master, I'm just suffering from the cold, but if this child lacks these clothes, I'm afraid he won't survive today." Some young voices said with a bit of stubbornness, "In comparison, this disciple is willing to suffer from the cold."

"But there are too many starving and freezing people in this world, and you can't save everyone in the world."

"If you can't save everything, then you can save one!" The voice was young and immature, with his own persistence.

"Hehe, idiot, since that's the case, then do as you want."

"Yes! Master!"

Hearing the conversation between the two, Qi Han probably understood his situation.

The owner of this younger voice is the one who saved himself and clothed himself.

And the other voice is the master of the person who saved him.

The overcoat isolated the cold wind from his fragile body, but the severe hypothermia prevented his body from getting warm again.

Soon, the upheaval and the hustle and bustle disappeared, and Qi Han felt that he was picked up again, entered a warm room, and was placed on a soft bed.

The clothes on his body were taken off, but the airtight room blocked the cold wind, so that the condition of this body did not continue to deteriorate.

He soon heard the sound of water, and then it seemed that someone was wiping his body with a warm towel to warm himself up.

Then, it is to cover yourself with a quilt.

After that, people did the same thing every day, and carefully fed this body with gruel to supplement the nutrition of this body.

In a blink of an eye, three days passed.

The body finally woke up again, and Qi Han also took this opportunity to regain his vision.

He is lying in a room that is not spacious at the moment, and there are no exquisite decorations inside, it is simple but cleaned very clean.

Even Qi Han's quilt is the same at this moment, it is filled tightly with thick cotton wool, so that the cold wind cannot penetrate it at all, but it looks extremely simple.

"Squeak..."

A soft voice sounded, and a somewhat tall and thin figure walked into the room, looked at Qi Han who had opened his eyes, with a look of surprise on his face, "Ah! You're awake!"

The voice was very familiar, as soon as he heard it, Qi Han immediately recognized that this was the person who saved him that day.

It was a young man who looked only fourteen or fifteen years old. He was quite handsome, but he didn't have a single hair on his head. There were light bluish-black stubbles on his scalp, and there was an obvious ring scar on the top.

It turned out to be a little monk.

The gaze of this body quickly fixed on the top of the little monk's head. Noticing this scene, the little monk smiled and sat on the side of the bed familiarly, "How about this ring scar? It's called 'pure heart'. When I first converted, the master gave me some, and the master said that if I behave well, I will be able to get the second ring scar in a year!"

"Oh, by the way, my name is Xuan Quan. This is the dharma name given to me by my master. We monks don't use lay surnames. What's your name?" The little monk was very lively and asked enthusiastically.

The body froze for a moment, then said softly, "Chen Yu."

"Chen Yu?" The little monk giggled, "A good name, more than every year."

"Oh, by the way, you must be hungry?" The little monk seemed to think of something, took a bamboo basket from the side, and took out a large bowl of porridge, "Drink some porridge, we monks don't eat meat, so there is no meat here And meat oil..."

"Thank you." Chen Yu said softly, took the bowl of porridge slowly, and gulped it down.

"Slow down, if it's not enough, I'll fill it for you." The little monk smiled very cutely, "There is not much money in the temple, but there is a lot of land, so there is a lot of food."

The little monk looked around and approached Chen Yu quietly, "I'll tell you secretly, the land in the temple is free of land tax, and the harvest in the field is our own!"

Chen Yu drank the porridge slowly, until he could not see a drop of rice in the bowl, and then slowly put down the bowl.

After supplementing with some nutrition, he gradually regained his energy, and looked at Xuan Quan firmly, "The grace of saving life must be repaid."

"It's okay, it's okay." Xuanquan waved his hand, "Master said, we monks need to have six senses of purity, no desires, no desires, so I don't help you for your repayment."

"But." Xuan Quan seemed to have thought of something, and smiled, "If you really have the ability to do something in the future, you can do more good deeds. The master said that doing good deeds can accumulate good causes and get good results."

Chen Yu was silent, "I don't understand."

"Ahahaha..." Xuanquan laughed dryly, pondered for a moment, and nodded heavily, "Actually, I don't understand either, anyway, just remember to do good deeds!"

Chen Yu looked at Xuan Quan firmly, "OK."

"Hey, you just agree."

"You are my benefactor, and I agree to everything you say."

...

Time flies by.

In the blink of an eye, ten years have passed.

Chen Yu, who has a somewhat dull personality, quickly became acquainted with the young monk Xuanquan.

Xuan Quan is a young monk who has just converted. He was originally a child of a poor family. He converted because he could not afford to eat. Perhaps it is because of this that he empathizes with Chen Yu's experience and is willing to help.

Because he has just converted, Buddhism is still far away from him, and his gluttony and playful habits have not been completely cured.

The two quickly became friends.

Chen Yu did not continue to stay in the monastery. After the cold winter passed, and the spring when all things recovered came, he formally bid farewell to Xuanquan and left the monastery.

Chen Yu, who had recovered his health in the monastery and gained some strength, did not go back to be a beggar again.

He earned a meager income by working hard, accumulated a little bit, worked hard in various industries, and finally became a small kitchen worker in a big restaurant.

Starting from a small job, Chen Yu worked his way up step by step, and finally got the qualification to learn cooking. Perhaps it was his honesty and willingness to endure hardships that impressed a chef, who taught him all he had learned all his life. And Chen Yu himself was also talented in cooking, so he was soon made the new chef in charge of the restaurant.

His cooking skills are getting better day by day, but the world has become less peaceful.

During the war, he who was originally in the north followed the owner of the restaurant who treated him well all the way south, and finally came to the generation of Fujian Province.

The owner of the restaurant suffered from overwork and illness after wandering all the way, and died shortly after arriving in Fujian Province. Chen Yu had no choice but to find another way out.

Fortunately, at this moment, he already has good cooking skills, because the dishes he cooks are different from the local flavors of Fujian Province, and the locals think they are extra fresh.

Seeing this, Chen Yu bravely used his savings over the years to open his own tavern, and the business was really booming.

With a booming business, Chen Yu's income is also increasing. He has changed from a chef to a well-known shopkeeper.

With money, he did not forget the request that the little monk named Xuan Quan gave him when he was a beggar.

From time to time, he used the money he earned to help the poor, and gave porridge to beggars and those who could not eat.

Over time, he became a well-known benevolent person all over the city.

And he also gradually realized what the little monk meant by what the little monk said.

Because he has a good reputation, the price of the dishes in the restaurant is not expensive, and the daily business is more prosperous. Many poor people who have received his relief even spent all their money to help him promote the restaurant.

And he made more money because of it.

Occasionally, Chen Yu would also think of the little monk who had saved him. He hadn't seen him for ten years, and he didn't know how he was doing now, whether he went to other places during the war, or whether he had become a virtuous monk.

Originally, Chen Yu thought that he might never have the chance to meet his savior again in his life, after all, the two are thousands of miles apart at this moment.

Until, that day.

(End of this chapter)