Picking up a fool to farm

Chapter 64

The man walking back with the net bag turned his head to look at the kid who had been sneaking behind him, raised his eyebrows and sneered, "What's the matter? Do you still want to be beaten?"

That kid was only fifteen or sixteen years old, about the same age as Yan Chenyi, with a dazed look, covering his stomach with one hand, obviously dirty and embarrassed, but still staring at him fiercely.

"If you don't want to be beaten, get out of here and don't follow me," Sibo turned around and stopped looking at him, but walked straight ahead, and was about to reach the restaurant, turned his face to look, and burst out laughing, "You want to lie to me?" Fuck me?"

The kid still didn't speak.

Sibo ignored him and went back to the restaurant directly through the back door.

Ning just cleaned up the table and was washing the dishes in the backyard. Seeing him come in, he greeted him and asked, "Aren't you going shopping? Why did you bring one back?"

"The ones who came back didn't know what to do, so I took it to wash." Throwing the net bag in his hand to Ning, Sibo turned his head and looked for it, then went to the kitchen to find Yan Chenyi.

The kid looked left and right, and after entering the door, he closed the back door, and just stood there eye to eye with Ning.

Ning put the net bag in the basin beside him, shook the water from his hands and asked him, "Are you here to work as a handyman?"

"I..." In fact, he just felt that the man just now was so powerful, so he couldn't help following him.

"He's a thief. I caught him." Sibo took a cucumber from the kitchen and came out, biting it. Seeing that the kid hadn't left, he said to Ning, "Give him two taels of silver." Send it away, don't make trouble for Chenchen."

Ning nodded and walked over to take out two taels of silver from his sleeve pocket and handed it to the boy, but he was ignored.

The boy walked straight towards Sibo, knelt down towards him with a bang, and opened his mouth and said, "Please accept me as your apprentice!"

"What?!!!" The exclamation came from Ning, and Sibo was just stunned for a moment.

Yan Chenyi heard Ning's voice from the kitchen, he blinked and went out to have a look, the scene was very strange.

Sibo stood there holding the cucumber cheek in one hand and still chewing, Ning stared at the boy kneeling on the ground with his eyes widened and his mouth wide open.

"What's the matter?" Walking over and standing beside the man, he looked down at the young man who was looking up at him in puzzlement, turned his face and asked, "What do you mean?"

The man shrugged indifferently, put his arms around his shoulders and said with a smile: "The little thief I met in the market just now, I don't know if he was kicked by me, but he knelt there and wanted to worship me as a teacher. Everyone has it."

The corners of Yan Chenyi's mouth twitched, he looked up at his mean smile, raised his hand and twisted his waist vigorously, "Don't talk nonsense, this kid is not very old."

"I'm nineteen!" The kid kneeling there raised his face and glared at Yan Chenyi, his voice was quite loud.

"Uh..." Yan Chenyi opened his mouth in embarrassment, realizing that his body was only 17 years old, he was a little speechless.

Ning chuckled lightly, shook his shoulders and quickly picked up the basin and went to the kitchen. He didn't want to provoke the master here to stare at him, as long as there was that little thief here to distract him.

"Who are you? I'm an apprentice. Don't take advantage of me here." The little thief was quite arrogant, and after yelling at Yan Chenyi, he looked at Sibo, with infinite longing in his eyes, "I, I just want to learn kung fu. Really, I'm not really a thief, I just couldn't help being hungry, and besides, I've never stolen anything from the poor, I would only steal from the servants of the rich."

Yan Chenyi bumped the man's stomach with his elbow, tilted his head back and said in a low voice, "Where did you pick it up? It's very interesting."

Sibo sneered and lowered his head to his ear and said, "I didn't pick it up, I followed him, besides, I have you, how could I pick someone else up." As he spoke, he stuck out his tongue and licked his cochlea. After a moment, he felt his body shaking in his arms, and he even made a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth.

Yan Chenyi pinched the soft flesh of his waist hard, and raised his chin to the little thief who was still kneeling on the ground, who was startled by the man's movements, "Hurry up and find a way to deal with it. It won't be good if the other guys see it."

"Get up first, I'll get you something to eat."

"Thank you." The little thief thanked him but didn't get up, looking at the man expectantly, waiting for his reply.

Sibo raised an eyebrow, "It doesn't matter if you kneel until you die, I don't accept apprentices." The things I know are for fighting on the battlefield, and there is no battle now, so I don't need to teach people these things.

"Why! Why can't you accept me as an apprentice?" The little thief raised his head and frowned vigorously, stared at him carefully for a while, then suddenly opened his eyes and asked, "Are you the general?"

"What did you say? Where did the general come from? Are you hungry?" Sibo's expression didn't change a bit, he turned his face to look in the direction of the kitchen, and said with a smile, "If you think that someone who is kneeling here to let in and out It doesn't matter if the buddies and guests come to visit, just kneel." After speaking, he walked towards the kitchen.

The thief blinked and saw that he really ignored him and wanted to leave, so he quickly got up and followed him. He was really hungry, and he also smelled the aroma of food wafting from the kitchen.

"Hey, stop kneeling?" Sibo gnawed the cucumber and threw the tail end into the trash can, "Chenchen, I want to eat that ball of meat, I'm hungry."

Yan Chenyi put meatballs and scrambled eggs with persimmons on the table, took steamed buns and put them aside, looked up and asked, "What's your name? You can't keep calling like a thief, can you?"

"Who is the little thief? My name is Zhang Qiang." Little thief, no, Zhang Qiang sat beside Sibo, smelling the scent and swallowing hard.

Sibo turned his face to look at him, took a bite of a steamed bun, swished the chopsticks twice, and six meatballs appeared on the two chopsticks, so neatly dressed.

"Ahhh." One bite, and the two balls disappeared.

"It's delicious." Puffing out his cheeks, he shook the chopsticks in his hand and even smiled at Yan Chenyi and narrowed his eyes.

"Xiaoyan is ready." After bringing over the cleaned shrimp, Ning glanced at Zhang Qiang who was sitting there wanting to eat but was too embarrassed to move his chopsticks, and said with a smile: "Aren't you a hungry thief? Eat quickly. "

Zhang Qiang reached out and grabbed the steamed bun in an instant and began to gobble it up.

"Tsk, you look so ugly." Sibo curled his lips in disgust, moved his butt to the side, looked up at Yan Chenyi who was shaving shrimp and asked him, "What are you doing with this?"

"Make shrimp balls, more styles will sell better." Yan Chenyi glanced at Zhang Qiang, winked at the man and asked him, "What should he do? Throw them out after eating?"

"Why don't you still keep him?" The man's face changed, and he said seriously: "You can't accept everyone, what if you steal the guests from our restaurant."

"Pfft, cough cough, I told you I'm not a thief!" Choking constantly, Zhang Qiang patted his chest and looked at Sibo with dissatisfaction, "I'm really not a thief!"

"Oh, who would believe it? Don't say anything about robbing the rich and giving to the poor. It doesn't matter if the person who steals is rich or not, the stolen money is still spent by yourself? Don't say that there are 80-year-old bedridden people in your family. My old mother has a brother who is waiting to make up, those words are too fake and no one will believe it." Sibo sneered, put down his chopsticks after eating a steamed bun, stood up and poured himself a cup of tea and drank it slowly. Knowing that what he just said was almost what he wanted to say, the look in his eyes became more and more disdainful.

Zhang Qiang put down the half steamed bun in his hand, stood up and left without saying a word.

Yan Chenyi raised his eyebrows and said, "You want to show your integrity? You don't have much integrity when you're hungry."

"I'm not a thief!"

"But you stole Sibo's purse." Yan Chenyi shrugged, the faint smile on his face never dissipated. Seeing him glaring at him angrily, he couldn't help but deepen his smile and lift his chin, "Steamed buns Meatballs count you three coins in total, and it’s only natural to pay for meals, so what’s wrong with you wanting to leave just because you pat your ass? Want to eat Overlord’s meal?"

"I..." Zhang Qiang opened his mouth in embarrassment, he had no money.

"No money? Then go out and steal." Yan Chenyi felt a little aggressive, but he felt that this young man could be saved, otherwise he wouldn't have said that, "If you make a mistake, you have to admit it, and it's fine to change it. You always emphasize Don’t you feel ashamed if you’re not a thief? If you’re not a thief but you steal a purse? Who would trust you?”

"The money I stole is not for myself!" Perhaps stimulated by Yan Chenyi's words, Zhang Qiang yelled at him.

"I'll just ask you, if you don't ask if you take it yourself?" Yan Chenyi snorted, seeing him speechless and staring at him, he continued: "It's your fault if you steal, and don't blame others. Call you a thief, besides, no matter what difficulties you have, now is not the time when the people are struggling, why can't you, a healthy limb, find a job to earn wages?"

Zhang Qiang pursed his lips tightly and clenched his hands into fists.

Sibo turned his face to look at Yan Chenyi with surprise in his eyes, why didn't he find out when Chenchen was so kind?Is this going to keep this person?

He became unhappy instantly, walked over to block Yan Chenyi from seeing Zhang Qiang again, pouted and said, "Chenchen, what do you want to do?"

"It's okay, I just want to tell him that if he makes a mistake, he has to correct it, and don't make excuses for himself." Yan Chenyi glanced at the man, lowered his head and continued with his hands. He just remembered for a moment that his brother stole his father's money. Regarding money matters, if you develop the habit of stealing things, you will want to steal even if it is not out of your heart.

Zhang Qiang stood there in a daze for a while, and the other people in the kitchen ignored him. Master Liu looked at him and Yan Chenyi, sighed, shook his head and continued to knead the balls.

The three little cooks didn't even dare to look at it, the oppressive feeling made them breathless.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't steal things." After a while, Zhang Qiang spoke.

Yan Chenyi paused in his hands, turned his face to look at him, and was relieved to see him sitting down to continue eating, "You just said that you didn't use the money yourself, what's going on?"

"There are a few disabled beggars who can't eat in the city, and no one gives them money, so I just..." Zhang Qiang chewed the steamed buns in his mouth and felt his throat dry.

"Do you sympathize with them? Isn't there no more beggars? Why are there?" The latter question was for the man around him. He remembered that after Cao Yi left, those beggars who suddenly appeared in the city had settled down well.

Sibo blinked and turned his face to look at Yi who just came in from the door, raising his eyebrows, "What's going on?"

"A few people with missing arms and legs were kicked out because they couldn't work, and they started begging again." Yi glanced at Zhang Qiang and thought it looked familiar, so he asked him, "The day before yesterday I gave money to those beggars outside the city. You were the one who delivered the food, right?"

Zhang Qiang nodded, "It's me."

Sibo smacked his lips and turned his face to look at Yan Chenyi, and leaned over to whisper in his ear.

Yan Chenyi nodded in agreement, "You go."

Since a man wants to do this, then he just agrees to support it.

Sibo walked over and patted Zhang Qiang on the shoulder and shook his head, "Are you full? Come with me when you are full."

Zhang Qiang wiped his mouth, stood up, bowed to Yan Chenyi, and hurried out after the man. He didn't know where the man was going to take him, but subconsciously, he believed the man's words.

Yi glanced at Yan Chenyi and nodded to him as a greeting, then turned around and left.

Yan Chenyi sighed, thinking about what the man said just now, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The man said - after all, I am a prince, even if I don't go back, my identity is still here, I will go and settle this matter, so that my brother will not come to trouble again.

In fact, Yan Chenyi felt that Sibo was much kinder than himself.