However, Ji Yuan in the corner was actually noticed by some people. Just now, when the restaurant waiter led Ji Yuan to the corner, many people saw him.
Ji Yuan and the waiter spoke in a relatively low voice, so others could not hear clearly, so the normal understanding of the incident was: a poor, sloppy and down-and-out man came into Huikelou to eat, and the people in the restaurant were afraid of affecting business, so they eventually took the man to a corner.
Just looking at the appearance, no one would have thought that Ji Yuan would order such a large table of dishes. It would probably be just some steamed buns with boiled water, and at most a portion of pickled vegetables.
Naturally, some people would whisper about Ji Yuan, and their words often included words like "poor guy" and "strong smell".
Ji Yuan didn't care about this at all. You guys eat your food. I don't want the leftovers on your table. Who knows, when my food is served, it may surprise many people.
However, while waiting, Ji Yuan had been paying attention to some interesting things. For example, three or four tables away from him, there sat a man wearing a Taoist robe and holding a bamboo whisk. Next to him was a child about fourteen or fifteen years old, also dressed as a Taoist boy.
This was the first time that Ji Yuan saw a Taoist priest in this world. Of course, this Taoist priest was just a secular Taoist priest, not some immortal master.
The two men seemed to have encountered a little difficulty.
The Taoist boy was holding a bowl of water and gulping it down. After drinking, he wiped his mouth and asked the Taoist priest next to him with a worried look on his face.
"Master, we have almost spent all our money. We can only eat steamed buns and cabbage for this meal. When can we return to Duyun Temple?"
"There's no rush for the money. After this meal, I'll find a street corner to set up a fortune-telling stall. I'll be able to earn some money for food. I'll have to take my time when I get back."
The Taoist priest also drank water to fill his stomach and responded to his disciple's complaints. However, the latter immediately became a little anxious when he heard that he was going to set up a stall to tell fortunes.
"Master, you are going to set up a stall to tell fortunes again... Let's stop... Last time in Qingliu County, someone overturned our stall and beat us up. You still haven't learned your lesson!"
"Hey, don't mention that again. This time, I've learned my lesson. I'll say what I need to say, and only say good things. I won't say bad things until I die. I'll definitely stop when I'm ahead and make money first. I'll just ignore those vicious people."
The Taoist priest seemed a little ashamed of his past, and his confidence just now weakened a lot.
“You always say that…”
The disciple muttered in a low voice, and the Taoist probably didn't hear it, but Ji Yuan heard it clearly and a smile appeared on his face.
Interesting, no matter how you look at it, they seem like two funny people, or a big funny person and a worrying apprentice.
"Sir, your white steamed buns and stewed cabbage are ready. Please enjoy!"
A waiter came with a large wooden tray to serve the dishes. He brought the steamed buns and cabbage belonging to the master and apprentice to the table, and then left to serve the dishes to other tables.
The Taoist priest and the boy's eyes obviously met over the bowls of meat and vegetables on the waiter's wooden tray. Only after the other party left did they reluctantly move their gaze back to their own table.
"Hey...eat..."
"Um… "
The two of them sighed like eggplants hit by frost.
This really made Ji Yuan very happy. It wasn't that he was unkind, but the atmosphere was really quite comedic.
"Sir, your dishes are here~~~ This is braised pork elbow, steamed rice cake, boiled cabbage, stir-fried turnips and pickled radish. The old hen soup and stewed three delicacies are more labor-intensive, so please wait a moment~~~"
The waiter brought the dishes to Ji Yuan's table and called out, then placed the dishes on the table one by one.
The waiter at Huike Tower has a habit of announcing the names of dishes particularly loudly when serving tables that have ordered hard dishes, as if he wants to be heard not only by people in the hall but also by people on the street outside. When serving dishes to tables like the Taoist master and his apprentice, the voice is much quieter.
But combined with the impression Ji Yuan gave people before, the dishes he ordered showed a sense of contrast. Many people looked nothing special on the surface, but were a little surprised deep down.
The waiter put down the last plate of pickled radish and was about to leave when Ji Yuan stopped him and said to the master and apprentice:
"Little Second Brother, please tell the two Taoist priests over there that I would like to invite them to dine with me."
Having said that, Ji Yuan looked at himself and added another sentence.
"Well, if they don't mind."
Just for the fun just now, Ji Yuan was willing to take the trouble to treat them to a meal. And judging from the content of the words just now, it seems that the Taoist fortune teller is not just a charlatan.
"Uh...Okay, I'll tell them!"
The waiter carried a wooden tray and ran to the table where the Taoist master and his apprentice were eating steamed buns and eating cabbage.
"Well, gentlemen, the gentleman at the corner said that if you two don't mind, you can sit over there and eat together. Yes, that's the one smiling at this."
Two Taoists, one big and one small, looked in the direction the waiter pointed.
"Him? He can afford the bill himself... Who cares if he can afford it or not, Xiaowen, let's go!"
The Taoist priest muttered something and smiled at the waiter, then hurriedly took his apprentice to Ji Yuan's table, not forgetting to bring his own white steamed buns and stewed cabbage.
…
While pulling away the bench and sitting on it, the Taoist priest introduced himself.
"Hehehe... I don't know what this gentleman's name is. I am Taoist Qi Xuan, also known as Taoist Qingsong, and this is your disciple Qi Wen. I wonder why you would like to invite us, your master and your disciple, to dinner?"
At this time, the Taoist boy didn't say a word, but just sat in his seat and stared at the dishes.
"My name is Ji Yuan. I seldom see Taoist priests. I would like to invite you to have a meal with me so that I can take a closer look."
Neither side greeted each other, they just chatted.
"Oh, nice..."
The Taoist was suddenly stunned in the middle of his words because he found that although Ji Yuan's eyes were clear, they were pale. The words "Are you blind?" were stuck in his throat and he almost blurted out.
"Okay, okay, let's stop talking and eat. The food won't taste good if it gets cold."
Ji Yuan knew that if he didn't say anything, the master and disciple would still be reserved and would not pick up the chopsticks on their own.
"It just so happens that you have white steamed buns, and I forgot to order rice. Well, it's a perfect complement!"
As he was talking, Ji Yuan grabbed a steamed bun and took a bite, then stretched out his chopsticks to pick up some vegetables to eat. The master and disciple on the side couldn't wait any longer and started eating as well.
Although the situations were slightly different, the three of them had not tasted delicious food for a long time, so they couldn't stop eating and enjoyed it very much.
Ji Yuan's eating manners were fine, as he had formed the habit over the past few months. He pulled the sleeves to pick up food, chewed and swallowed it in a very graceful manner, and his eating speed was surprisingly not slow.
The two masters and apprentices were eating so voraciously that it was a wonder they didn't choke.
In contrast, the diners at the nearby tables who were paying attention to this side had a strange illusion, as if Ji Yuan, who was dressed in slovenly, dirty and smelly clothes, had an imposing manner, while the two Taoists, one big and one small, looked more like down-and-out men.
As the remaining dishes came up, Ji Yuan ordered two more plates of side dishes and three large bowls of rice. The three of them ate together and finished most of the dishes on the table.
In the end, the master and disciple each drank half a bowl of old hen soup and they couldn't eat any more.
Looking at the two masters and disciples rubbing their stomachs with satisfied looks, Ji Yuan smiled.
"You two Taoist priests, are you not going to eat?"
"Oh burp~ I'm full, full..." "I can't eat anymore! I'm so full..."
"Haha, great then. I'll take care of the rest."
Afterwards, Ji Yuan swept away all the leftovers on the table in a flash, not even leaving any chicken soup, which made the master and disciple a little stunned.
After Ji Yuan finished the last bite of cabbage, he put down his chopsticks and waved in a direction inside the store.
"Brother Xiaoer, you can pay the bill now!"
"Okay, sir~"
When they heard about collecting money, the shop owners were the most efficient. A meal cost more than a hundred coins, and counting the copper coins was too troublesome, so Ji Yuan just gave a piece of small change and asked the waiter to take it to the counter to weigh and settle the payment.
Seeing that Ji Yuan really had money to pay the bill, both the master and the disciple breathed a sigh of relief.
"Sir, the Taoist priest also has a head, two hands and two legs. If you want to see him, you can just look at him from a distance. You are a kind person to treat us to a meal. How about I tell your fortune?"
"Fortune telling? That's interesting. Does the Taoist priest want to tell fortunes or read faces and palms?"
"It's best to have horoscopes, but face and hand readings are also OK."
"Okay, let's measure Ji's horoscope first."
Ji Yuan smiled and reported his birth date and eight characters of his previous life. Because of his uncle, the young Ji Yuan knew his birth date and the fortune tellers at that time all said that his birth date and eight characters were good.
After hearing the eight characters, the Taoist narrowed his eyes and calculated carefully. It did seem to be true. However, after a while, the Taoist Qingsong frowned more and more, and finally looked up at Ji Yuan.
"You're lying to me, right? Is this your horoscope?"
“Guaranteed authenticity!”
Ji Yuan answered very naturally. He didn’t know his horoscope in this life, but the horoscope of his previous life must have been his, right
"You're lying! If this was your fate, you would have died long ago!"
"Master~~!"
The disciple at the side was very anxious. He was sweating a lot more because of the meal he had just started. He casually said such offensive words again.
"Uh...oh, that, just now, ha, I said it wrong, I said it wrong..."
The Taoist priest was halfway through spitting out the word "了" when he already felt dizzy and his chest was extremely stuffy. In the end, he could not hold it in any longer.
The world is spinning...
“Puff~~~”
Large amounts of blood sprayed over half of the table, and Taoist Qingsong fainted on the table.