When Ji Yuan finished his practice and stood there, the fallen leaves and dust in the courtyard were still swirling.
There are no clocks or watches, no Internet or mobile phones, 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 follow a regular schedule are in tune with the natural order and have an accurate sense of time, even in the 21st century on Earth.
It was almost evening now, and Ji Yuan was planning to go out for dinner.
In his previous life, Ji Yuan only knew how to make fried rice with egg. He had never cooked before, and he never learned how to cook in this life. In addition, he found it troublesome, so he went out to eat. After all, it only cost a dozen or twenty cents or a few cents.
After straightening his clothes and combing his hair, Ji Yuan went out. There was no need to lock the courtyard since no one dared to come there anyway.
He walked around Tianniufang, taking the shortcuts he was familiar with. Occasionally, he would meet one or two residents of Tianniufang, most of whom would avoid Ji Yuan, and some would not even say hello even if they passed by him.
After half a month, basically everyone figured out that Ji Yuan lived in Ju'an Pavilion. It's better to stay away from such an unlucky place.
Ji Yuan didn't take it seriously. He put his hands behind his back and walked onto the street in a Ji-style casual manner.
As I walked out of the neighborhood, it seemed as if the outside world suddenly became lively, with street noise everywhere.
After learning martial arts, Ji Yuan's speed improved significantly. After walking for seven or eight minutes, he arrived at the Sun Ji noodle stall he often went to, which was one of the several stores Ji Yuan often visited.
The stall has a large white oil-paper cloth roof, four small tables and a wooden cart, which are the tools that Master Sun uses to make money.
From a distance, Old Man Sun saw Ji Yuan walking towards this side.
"Hey, Mr. Ji is here. I haven't seen you for two days. Please take a seat!"
Ji Yuan could already smell the aroma of food from the noodle stall before he got close. Hearing the familiar greeting, he responded with a smile.
"Are there any offal today?"
"Yes, yes, yes!! I thought Mr. Ji would come today and save some goodies for you! An old ox died outside the city, and I received a lot of ox offal, which is much more valuable than mutton offal!"
Master Sun is very good at talking. Small business owners rely on repeat customers.
Moreover, Mr. Ji should be a learned person. The regular customers around his eyes privately said that he might be blind, but he walked like an ordinary person, which was a rare thing for ordinary people, so some diners privately said that Mr. Ji was a strange man.
"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 dinner. Although the seasoning of Chef Sun’s offal was simple, it was delicious because the ingredients were good and it was braised, so it had no fishy smell and was full of flavor.
"okay!"
Old Sun quickly got busy.
Not far away, the Yin family father and son, who had finished their school work, happened to be returning home. Because the school was about to start, Yin Zhaoxian had been leaving early and returning late these days, and Yin Qing often went to help. Today was a rare day for him to come back early.
When passing by this street intersection, Yin Qing's eyes were bright and he saw Ji Yuan in front of the noodle stall. He quickly pulled his father's sleeve so that he could see Ji Yuan as well.
Yin Zhaoxian had wanted to visit Ji Yuan for a long time. Now, half a month had passed, and Mr. Ji looked healthy and in good spirits. His guess about the changes in Ju'an Pavilion became more and more certain.
Seeing that Ji Yuan didn't seem to notice him and his son, Yin Zhaoxian thought about it and decided to do it today instead of today. He pulled Yin Qing and deliberately walked a distance away, and walked again from a distance, but this time their destination was Sun's noodle stall.
"Master Sun, two bowls of braised noodles please!"
Yin Zhaoxian also greeted the guests near the noodle stall with a smile on his face. Old Sun, who was busy making noodles for Ji Yuan, was also very enthusiastic when he saw Yin Zhaoxian.
"Oh, this is Master Yin! Come on, come on, please sit down!"
The opening of a school in the county is a big event for the people of Ning'an. Yin Zhaoxian, the future teacher, now knows quite a few people.
"Um!"
Yin Zhaoxian responded indifferently, dusted off his clothes, and led Yin Qing to sit at an empty table, as if he suddenly discovered Ji Yuan.
"Hey, you must be Mr. Ji, right? I heard that a new scholar has moved into the neighborhood. If it weren't for the busy school, I would have wanted to visit him a long time ago!"
Yin Qing's face flushed red. It was the first time she saw her father pretending like this.
Ji Yuan just noticed the Yin father and son, but he didn’t know why the two of them walked away and then turned back. It was not until they came to the noodle stall that he realized they wanted to "meet" him by chance, and he almost laughed out loud.
"It is me. Master Yin in Tianniufang is very knowledgeable, and I have heard of him a long time ago!"
Ji Yuan turned his head and faced the direction of the Yin father and son, allowing Yin Zhaoxian to see the pair of pale eyes clearly for the first time.
"I guess little Yin Qing must be your son? You are from a scholarly family, and you are able to raise such a good child!"
"Mr. Ji, you still remember me!!"
Yin Qing looked at the great gentleman with curiosity and embarrassment.
"Hahaha, I'll always remember that favor of carrying a load of water! If you two don't mind, how about sitting at the same table with me? Of course, if little Yin Qing is afraid, just ignore what I said!"
Yin Qing scratched his head in embarrassment. He understood that Mr. Ji still remembered that he did not dare to enter Ju'an Pavilion at that time.
"How dare we refuse Mr. Ji's invitation? Qing'er, let's sit over there!"
Yin Zhaoxian was overjoyed and immediately took his son to sit over there.
"The noodles are ready! Mr. Ji, Master Yin, Young Master Yin, here are your braised noodles! You will have to wait a little longer for the beef offal!"
Old man Sun brought the food and put it on the table.
"Okay, thank you very much!"
Ji Yuan smiled and nodded to Master Sun. Yin Zhaoxian, who was still sitting, was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly thanked Master Sun.
As the saying goes, there are scholars, farmers, merchants and artisans. As the most important figure among the scholars in Ning'an County, Yin Zhaoxian would not look down on a street servant like Old Man Sun, but deep down he still considered himself superior. What's more, it's just his job as a businessman, so why should he thank him
But Ji Yuan thanked him, so if he didn't thank him, wouldn't it seem that he was superior to Ji Yuan
"Oh, oh, I am so embarrassed. I am so embarrassed."
Old man Sun said this with a beaming face. He was much more efficient in preparing food when he got back. Not to mention that Mr. Ji did this every time, Old man Sun felt very honored to be thanked by Master Yin.
Ji Yuan smiled, said nothing, took the chopsticks and started eating noodles.
Saying thank you to the enthusiastic service staff and the couriers and delivery guys is a habit that Ji Yuan had in his previous life. In fact, from what he has read in some sad news before, he knows that there are more and more people who have the same habit as Ji Yuan in his previous life.
However, in this world, through observations over this period of time, Ji Yuan discovered that class thinking is very serious. Even some people who are well-educated and well-mannered have to distinguish between right and wrong. This is also the reason why Ji Yuan feels that the County God is worthy of respect.
Seeing Mr. Ji eating noodles by himself, Yin Zhaoxian hesitated for a moment without saying anything, and called the children to eat together.
The atmosphere during the whole meal was a bit awkward. Mr. Ji didn't seem to have any intention of chatting. When the beef offal came up, he just invited the two people from the Yin family to eat together.
Ji Yuan considers himself not a saint, and judging from Yin Qing's character, Yin Zhaoxian is definitely not a cold person either. It's just that Ji Yuan thinks a teacher should do better. If the students he teaches can pass the imperial examinations in the future, they will become officials and build the country.
When they were almost done eating, Yin Zhaoxian rushed to pay the bill. Ji Yuan didn't say anything, but just said a few words to Yin Zhaoxian before leaving.
Yin Zhaoxian stood there in a daze for a long time, with those words still echoing in his mind.
"Master Yin, you are the mirror of the country and the people. Those who teach you should value your virtue and achievements and take you as a role model for others!"
Yin Qing was a little impatient and shook his father's hand at the noodle stall.
"Dad, Mr. Ji has left. When are we going home?"
Yin Zhaoxian came back to his senses, looked at his son and then at Old Man Sun who was very busy because of the increasing number of diners.
"Let's go home. We will visit Mr. Ji at Ju'an Pavilion tomorrow morning."