Saint of the Confucian way

On the second floor, there was only his own table. When Ao Huang ate, he didn't have to worry about anything. Fang Yun thought in his heart and looked at Ao Huang who climbed up the second floor.

With a blush and a smile, he came and climbed onto the chair, but it was not high enough. It was rude to stand on the chair, so he knelt down, straightened up, held the edge of the table with his small hands, and seriously prepared to eat.

"Remember to go home and bring some to Nu Nu, otherwise she'll take it out on you. Don't blame me."

Xiao Ao Huang immediately showed a sad color, nodded hard and said, "you must remember that the little fox's nose is very powerful."

Not long after, the waiter came up with two trays. Ao Huang looked like an uncle and waited to eat. Fang Yun got up and took the tray with tea and said with a smile, "thank you."

The man's eyes became bright for a minute. He put the plate and said with a smile: "all the ready-made ones are cut. They are all here. There are still several dishes hot. Come up right away."

"Please." Fang Yun set the teapot and cup while watching the waiter set the plate.

Six plates of sauce and brine were placed on the table, smelling fragrant.

Ao Huang stretched out his hand to catch the pickled vegetables in front of him.

"Speak the rules." Fang Yun had a stiff face. Ao Huang angrily withdrew his hand and knelt down in a chair and waited quietly.

The man smiled and said: "My guest, you are polite at first sight. A few days ago, a bear child made trouble and threw things on other people's tables. My guests and I reminded him that the bear child's parents were still naughty, regardless of whether they were children. But next, the bear child continued to be a demon as if he had a decree. Later, he threw bones at another child and made a knot The fruit was thrown into the child's eyes. But the other family was very popular, so the male owner came up with a theory. The father and mother of the bear child didn't care at all. They said they were only paying dozens of Wen to protect the bear child. The male owner drank some wine and kicked the bear child in a rage. "

Fang Yun and AO Huang looked at each other and smiled together.

The man didn't know what they were laughing at, so he continued: "Later, the two families started fighting. The matter was originally under the custody of the prison. Yu Dianshi was worried. He didn't know how to make a reasonable judgment, so he asked Xiaofang county magistrate. Xiaofang county magistrate is a virtual saint. He can't be baffled by this kind of thing. He said that the male master beat the child wrong and should be judged as he should, but the father, mother and son of Xiong child are not strict. They should be punished according to the new punishment regulations , two people will be punished for sweeping Changbai street for three days. "

Fang Yun poured himself and AO Huang a cup of tea with a smile.

The waiter then said, "this punishment is strange, but think about it carefully, it's true. Thanks to the child's eyes, if he is blind, he will lose money. Where can he reason? Well, I'll go and see your hot dishes."

There was a short distance between upstairs and downstairs. The man's words were heard by people downstairs. Several tables discussed, some opposed and some supported. After the supporters proposed the college bullying incident, Fang Yun severely punished the mob's father, the opponents lost their voice. They also knew that some parents were abetting the child's crime rather than condoning the child's crime.

The meat fragrance of marinated sauce floated on the second floor. Ao Huang sucked his nose, turned his head and looked at Fang Yun with a pitiful look on his face.

"What should I do before dinner?"

"Wash your hands, but the shopkeeper doesn't give you a basin. This is a restaurant, not an inn." Ao Huangzhen has a word, but he doesn't want to wash his hands.

Fang Yun directly washed his hands with talent, picked up a piece of sauce elbow and said, "don't eat until you wash your hands."

Ao Huang sighed helplessly, called for water to wash his hands out of thin air, and then immediately changed from a sad face to full of expectation. He quickly picked up chopsticks, first clamped a large intestine, put it into his mouth, chewed it, showed a satisfied look, and nodded again and again.

"Fragrant... Fragrant but not greasy... No smell, delicious..." Ao Huang said, adding another paragraph, and his mouth was full of oil.

"It tastes so strong."

Fang Yun ate six dishes in turn and nodded gently every mouthful. The marinated sauce in this house is really good, but

Fang Yun carefully looked at the plates and desktop. Hygiene is a big problem. It is difficult for such old stores with large passenger flow to do a good job in hygiene, which makes it difficult for many old stores to develop. People with high status will not come, and they will also make people eat bad stomach. It is not a small problem.

"It seems that the popularization of health knowledge and the enforcement of health safety have been put on the agenda." Fang Yunxin said, but he was not a hypocritical person and continued to use chopsticks.

Qualified food can overcome all resistance.

When the waiter came up again with a tray and a plate of hot dishes, he was stunned because the six plates of marinated sauce on the table had been eaten up and was as clean as licking.

Fang Yun said, "I can eat better. Let's have six more of the same dishes."

"Uphold justice!" Ao Huang felt that Fang Yun was incomparably great and taller than grandpa long.

"Good!" the man saw the Jinshi general or the barbarian private soldier who ate dozens of dishes, and quickly accepted the facts in front of him.

The second round of six dishes came up. Fang Yun didn't eat chopsticks anymore. Ao Huang was eating them himself.

Ao Huang ate too fast and made a rattling sound. Fang Yun coughed and said, "food is silent."

Ao Huang immediately understood, closed his mouth and chewed slowly.

But after eating for a while, Ao Huang opened his mouth again and made a big noise. Fang Yun smiled and said, "try to keep your mouth closed when chewing food, otherwise you will miss food."

"Oh." Ao Huang agreed and changed his chewing style, unaware of Fang Yun's gentle persuasion.

But Ao Huang was a child after all. After eating for a while, he forgot and opened his mouth. Fang Yun just smiled calmly. He didn't remind him this time and won't remind him in the future.

Ao Huang's self-esteem is more important than correcting Ao Huang's small problems that will not harm others and himself. What's more, if even Ao Huang can't tolerate this little flaw, it doesn't deserve their friendship.

No one is perfect.

Fang Yun smiled at Ao Huang and touched his head.

Ao Huang rubbed Fang Yun's hand with his head and showed a satisfied smile. He he smiled and continued to eat and chew.

Sophistication is not necessarily growth, but tolerance must be.

Fang Yunxin feels that this is etiquette and righteousness, benevolence and wisdom. It is not a big truth, but exists everywhere in life.

It's just tolerance.

Ao Huang ate and even stood up and stepped on the chair. Fang Yun gave a cold hum. Ao Huang immediately knelt down again.

As the sun rises, there are more and more people in the street. Diagonally opposite is a teahouse. There are more people in it than in the restaurant before the meal.

In the teahouse, a storyteller was telling a story. What he said was nothing else. It was Fang Yun's new biography of the White Snake, which often attracted cheers from all over the hall. The clanging of copper coins could be heard all the way.

Fang Yun thought of the love between Na'an Chengcai and the snake demon, and sighed softly. All the silver money earned in the biography of the white snake has been used to rebuild Lujia Town, and the excess money has been used to train Lujia town's children, so that they can have more time to read more, and the cost of food and clothing is better than before.

Not long after the storyteller finished talking about the legend of the White Snake, the teahouse was silent.

Fang Yun turned back and found that there were only empty plates left on the table.

"Not full..." Ao Huang looked at Fang Yun carefully.

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