Lanke Chess Edge

When Ji Yuan finished his work and stood there, the fallen leaves and dust in the small courtyard were still spinning endlessly.

There is no clock or watch, no internet or mobile phone, but now Ji Yuan's biological clock has become extremely accurate. This is not because Ji Yuan is special, but because almost all the people here are like this.

People who work and rest regularly follow the weather and have a precise sense of time, even on the earth in the 21st century.

It's almost evening now, and Ji Yuan plans to go out for dinner.

In his previous life, Ji Yuan only knew how to cook fried rice with one hand. He had never cooked before, and he had never learned in this life. In addition, he thought it was troublesome. He always went outside to solve the problem of eating. can be solved.

After tidying up his clothes and smoothing his hair, Ji Yuan went out, and the courtyard didn't need to be locked, anyway, no one would dare to come to this place.

Walking around in Tianniufang, choosing shortcuts that are already familiar, and occasionally meeting one or two residents of Tianniufang.

After half a month, everyone basically figured out that Ji Yuan lives in Ju'an Xiaoge, so it's better not to mess with such an unlucky place.

Ji Yuan didn't take it seriously either, and walked onto the street with his hands behind his back, in a kind of Ji's unrestrained way.

After leaving the square entrance, it seemed that the outside suddenly became lively, and there were noises from the streets everywhere.

After practicing martial arts, Ji Yuan's footwork has greatly improved. After walking for seven or eight minutes, he came to Sun Ji noodle stall, which is one of the few shops that Ji Yuan often goes to.

The booth was covered with a large oil paper white cloth roof, four small tables, and a wooden cart, all of which were Mr. Sun's money-makers.

From a long distance, old man Sun saw Ji Yuan walking this way.

"Hey, Mr. Ji is here, I haven't seen you for two days, please sit down!"

Before Ji Yuan got close, he could already smell the aroma of the food from the noodle stall, and when he heard the familiar greeting, he responded with a smile.

"Is there any offal today?"

"Yes, yes, yes!! I think Mr. Ji must be here today, and he has left good things for you! Someone outside the city died an old farm ox, and I received a lot of offal, which is much rarer than sheep offal! "

Mr. Sun is very good at talking, and those who do small business just point to repeat customers.

Moreover, this Mr. Ji should be a learned person, his eyes, the regular customers around him privately commented that he might be blind, but his walking is no different from ordinary people, which is a rare thing for ordinary people, so some diners privately commented that Mr. Ji is a strange person.

"Okay, okay, give me a bowl of braised noodles and a bowl of beef offal!"

Ji Yuan sat down with a smile, and ordered his own dinner. Although the seasoning of Master Sun's offal is simple, but because the ingredients are good and marinated, it is not fishy and tasty, very delicious.

"okay!"

The old grandson quickly got to work.

Not far away, the father and son of the Yin family happened to be home after finishing their work at the school. Because the school was about to start, Yin Zhaoxian went out early and returned late every day these days, and Yin Qing often went to help. Today is a rare early return.

When passing by this intersection, Yin Qing's eyes were still bright, and seeing Ji Yuan in front of the noodle stall, she quickly tugged on her father's sleeve to let him see Ji Yuan too.

Yin Zhaoxian had long wanted to visit Ji Yuan, and now half a month later, this Mr. Ji looked ruddy and safe, and he became more and more convinced of the slightest guess about the changes in Ju'an Xiaoge.

Seeing that Ji Yuan didn't seem to notice his father and son, choosing a date would be better than bumping into it, Yin Zhaoxian thought for a while, pulled Yin Qing to deliberately avoid a certain distance, and walked again from a distance, this time the destination was Sun Ji's noodle stall.

"Master Sun, please bring me two bowls of braised noodles!"

Yin Zhaoxian also greeted Yin Zhaoxian near the noodle stall with a smile on his face. The old grandson who was busy serving noodles to Ji Yuan was also very enthusiastic when he saw Yin Zhaoxian.

"Hey, this is Mrs. Yin! Come on, come on, please sit down, please sit down!"

Opening a school in the county is a big deal for the people of Ning'an, and Yin Zhaoxian, the prospective teacher, knows quite a few people now.

"Um!"

Yin Zhaoxian responded lightly, dusted off his clothes, led Yin Qing to sit on an empty table, and then seemed to have suddenly discovered Ji Yuan.

"Hey, you are Mr. Ji, right? I heard that there is a new scholar living in the workshop. If it wasn't for the school's new openings, I would have wanted to pay a visit!"

Yin Qing's small face turned red, it was the first time he saw his father pretending so well.

Ji Yuan had noticed the Yin family's father and son just now, but he didn't know what the two of them were doing after they passed by and then turned back. When they came to the noodle stall, they realized that they wanted to "encounter" him, and almost didn't laugh.

"Exactly, Mr. Yin in Tianniufang is very knowledgeable, and Ji has heard of it for a long time!"

Ji Yuan turned his head to face the direction of Yin's father and son, and it also made Yin Zhaoxian see those pale eyes clearly for the first time.

"Surely little Yinqing is the son, right? It is worthy of being a scholarly family who can teach such a good child!"

"Mr. Ji, you still remember me!!"

Yin Qing looked at the old gentleman curiously and embarrassedly.

"Hahaha, Ji has always remembered the kindness of that load of water! If you two don't dislike it, how about sharing the table with me? Of course, if Xiao Yinqing is afraid, just pretend I didn't say anything!"

Yin Qing scratched his head in embarrassment, he understood that Mr. Ji still remembered the fact that he did not dare to enter Ju'an Pavilion at that time.

"How dare you refuse Mr. Ji's invitation, Qing'er, let's sit down!"

Yin Zhao couldn't ask for it first, and immediately sat down with his son.

"The noodles are ready~~Mr. Ji, Mrs. Yin, Mr. Yin, your stewed noodles! Beef offal needs to wait for a while!"

Old man Sun put the food on the table.

"Okay, thank you very much!"

Ji Yuan smiled and nodded to Master Sun. Yin Zhaoxian, who was still sitting comfortably, was taken aback for a moment, and then hurriedly thanked Master Sun.

As the so-called scholars, farmers, businessmen, and as the number one scholar among the scholars in Ning'an County, Yin Zhaoxian wouldn't look down on street servants like old man Sun, but he still considers himself superior in his bones, not to mention the duty of business, so why thank you?

But Ji Yuan thanked him, wouldn't he appear to be superior to Ji Yuan if he didn't thank him.

"Hey, it's broken, it's broken."

Old man Sun said so, but his face was flushed, and it was a lot easier to get food when he went back. Mr. Ji did this every time and let alone, being thanked by Mrs. Yin made old man Sun feel more face.

Ji Yuan smiled, didn't say anything, took the chopsticks and started to eat the noodles by himself.

It is a habit that Ji Yuan has kept in his previous life to thank the enthusiastic service staff and the delivery boy. In fact, he has seen some sad news before. There are many.

But in this world, through observation during this period of time, Ji Yuan discovered that class thinking is very serious, and some people are well-educated and sensible, and they are right. This is why Ji Yuan feels that the county town god is worthy of respect.

Seeing that Mr. Ji was eating noodles by himself, Yin Zhaoxian hesitated for a while but didn't speak, and called his children to have dinner together.

The atmosphere of the whole meal was a bit awkward, and Mr. Ji didn't seem to have any intention of chatting, that is, when the offal was served, he just asked the Yin family to eat together.

Ji Yuan thinks he is not a saint, and Yin Zhaoxian is definitely not an indifferent person from Yin Qing's character, but Ji Yuan thinks that a master should do better, and the students he teaches will be able to serve as officials and build the country if they become famous in the future of.

When it was almost time to eat, Yin Zhaoxian rushed to settle the bill, Ji Yuan didn't say anything, but gave Yin Zhaoxian a word before leaving.

Let Yin Zhaoxian stand there for a long time without returning to his senses, those words still echoed in his mind.

"Master Yin, a trafficker is a mirror of the country, and a husband who teaches him values ​​his virtues, and regards him as a teacher!"

Yin Qing was a little impatient at the noodle stall, shaking his father's hand.

"Daddy, Mr. Ji is gone, when shall we go home?"

Yin Zhaoxian came back to his senses, looked at his son and old man Sun who was busy because of more and more diners.

"Go, go home, tomorrow morning we will visit Mr. Ji in Ju'an Xiaoge."