There is only my table on the second floor, so I don’t have to worry about anything when Ao Huang starts eating, Fang Yun thought to himself as he looked at Ao Huang who climbed up to the second floor.
His little face flushed, he walked over smilingly and climbed onto the chair, but it was not high enough and it would be too rude to stand on the chair, so he knelt, straightened his body, held the edge of the table with his little hands, and prepared to eat seriously.
"Remember to bring some back home for Nunu, otherwise don't blame me if she takes it out on you."
Little Aohuang immediately showed a sad expression, nodded vigorously, and said: "You must remember that the little fox's nose is very powerful."
Soon, the waiter came up with two trays. Ao Huang looked like a big shot, waiting to eat. Fang Yun stood up and took the tray with tea, smiling and said, "Thank you."
The waiter's eyes became brighter than before, and he smiled as he put the plates down, "Everything is already cut and here. There are a few more dishes being heated up and will be served soon."
"Thank you for your help." Fang Yun placed the teapot and cups while watching the waiter put the plates on the table.
Six plates of marinated food were placed on the table, and the aroma was fragrant.
Ao Huang stretched out his hand to grab the braised dish in front of him.
"Follow the rules." Fang Yun said with a stern face. Ao Huang withdrew his hand in dismay, knelt on the chair and waited quietly.
The waiter smiled and said, "From an objective point of view, you are polite. A few days ago, there was a naughty child who was making trouble and throwing things on other people's tables. His parents didn't care. I and the guests reminded them, but they still didn't care, saying that children are naughty. But then, when the naughty child saw that his parents didn't care, he continued to make trouble as if he had received an imperial decree. Later, he even threw a bone at another child, and it hit the child's eyes. The other family was very angry, so the male owner came up to argue. The naughty child's parents didn't take it seriously at all, saying that they would only pay a few dozen coins as compensation, and protected the naughty child. The male owner had drunk some wine. In a rage, he kicked the naughty child."
Fang Yun and Ao Huang looked at each other and smiled together.
The waiter didn't know what the two were laughing at, so he continued, "Then the two families started fighting. The matter was originally handed over to the Criminal Department, but Yu Dianshi was worried about how to sentence them properly, so he asked the Xiaofang County Magistrate for advice. Xiaofang County Magistrate was a virtual saint, so how could he be stumped by such a thing? He said that it was wrong for the male owner to beat the child, and the sentence should be whatever he wanted, but the naughty child's parents didn't educate them strictly. They should be punished, so according to some new punishment regulations, the two were sentenced to sweep Changbai Street for three days."
Fang Yun smiled and poured a cup of tea for himself and Ao Huang.
The waiter went on to say, "This punishment may sound strange, but if you think about it carefully, it is not wrong. Fortunately, the child's eyes are fine. If he were blind, he would just have to pay the money and that would be the end of it. Where can he seek justice? Well, I won't say any more. I'll go check on your hot dishes."
The upstairs and downstairs were not far from each other. The waiter's words were heard by the people downstairs. Several tables were discussing, some opposed and some supported. After the supporters mentioned that Fang Yun severely punished the father of the thug in the academy bullying incident, the opponents fell silent. They all knew that some parents were inciting their children to commit crimes rather than condoning them.
The aroma of marinated meat wafted through the second floor. Ao Huang sniffed and turned to look at Fang Yun, looking pitiful.
"What should I do before a meal?"
"Wash your hands. But the store doesn't provide us with a washbasin. This is a restaurant, not an inn." Ao Huang argued, but he just didn't want to wash his hands.
Fang Yun directly washed his hands with his talent, picked up a piece of pork elbow, and said, "Don't eat it if you don't wash your hands."
Ao Huang sighed helplessly, summoned water out of thin air to wash his hands, and then immediately changed from a sad face to one full of anticipation. He quickly picked up the chopsticks and picked up a piece of large intestine, put it into his mouth, and while chewing he showed a satisfied look and nodded repeatedly.
"Fragrant... fragrant but not greasy... no strange smell, delicious..." Ao Huang said and took another piece, his mouth full of oil.
“It tastes really strong.”
Fang Yun ate all six dishes one by one, nodding his head after each bite. The sauce here is indeed good, but...
Fang Yun looked at the plates and the tabletop carefully. Hygiene is a big problem. It is difficult to maintain good hygiene in an old store with such a large flow of customers. This makes it difficult for many old stores to develop. People of higher status will not come, and it will also make people get sick from the food. It is not a small problem.
"It seems that we have to put the popularization of health knowledge and the enforcement of health safety on the agenda." Fang Yun thought to himself, but he was not a pretentious person, so he continued to pick up his chopsticks.
A qualified foodie can overcome all obstacles.
When the waiter came up again with a tray and a plate of hot food, he was stunned for a moment, because the six plates of marinated sauce on the table had been eaten up and were as clean as if they had been licked.
Fang Yun said: "I can eat more, give me six more plates of the same dish."
"Righteous!" Ao Huang felt that Fang Yun was extremely great at this moment, even taller than Grandpa Long Sheng.
"Okay!" The waiter had seen Jinshi generals or barbarian private soldiers eating dozens of dishes, so he quickly accepted the fact before him.
When the second round of six dishes came up, Fang Yun didn't pick up his chopsticks again. Ao Huang was eating by himself.
Ao Huang ate too fast, making smacking sounds. Fang Yun coughed lightly and said, "Don't talk while eating."
Ao Huang immediately understood what he meant and closed his mouth and chewed slowly.
But after eating for a while, Ao Huang opened his mouth again and ate with a loud noise. Fang Yun smiled and said, "Try to keep your mouth closed when chewing, otherwise you will miss some food."
"Oh." Ao Huang agreed and changed the way he chewed, not noticing Fang Yun's subtle way of persuading him.
But Ao Huang was a child after all. He forgot about eating after a while and started eating again with his mouth smacking. Fang Yun just smiled indifferently. He didn't remind him this time and he wouldn't remind him in the future.
Compared to correcting Ao Huang's minor flaws that would not harm others or himself, Ao Huang's self-esteem was more important. Moreover, if he could not tolerate even Ao Huang's minor flaws, then he was not worthy of their friendship.
No one is perfect.
Fang Yun looked at Ao Huang with a smile and reached out to touch his head.
Ao Huang rubbed Fang Yun's hand with his head, showing a satisfied smile, chuckled, and continued to eat.
Being worldly-wise may not necessarily mean growth, but tolerance definitely is.
Fang Yun felt that this was courtesy and righteousness, benevolence and wisdom. It was not some profound truth, but existed everywhere in life.
But there is a limit to tolerance.
While eating, Ao Huang actually stood up and stepped on the chair. Fang Yun snorted coldly, and Ao Huang immediately knelt down again.
As the sun rose to noon, more and more people came onto the street. There was a teahouse diagonally opposite, and since it was not yet lunchtime, there were more people inside than in the restaurant.
In the teahouse, a storyteller was telling a story. What he was telling was none other than Fang Yun's newly edited "Legend of the White Snake", which often drew applause from the whole room, and the clinking of coins could be heard from a long distance away.
Fang Yun thought of the love story between An Chengcai and the snake demon and sighed softly. All the money earned from "The Legend of White Snake" had been used to rebuild Lujia Town, and the remaining money was used to educate the children of Lujia Town, allowing them to have more time to study and have better food, clothing and other expenses than before.
Soon, the storyteller finished telling the Legend of White Snake and the teahouse fell silent.
Fang Zhuanyun looked back and found only an empty plate on the table.
“I’m not full…” Ao Huang looked at Fang Yun cautiously.
.(To be continued..)