Who gave you permission to refine demons like this?

After leaving Tang Wenlong's residence, Lin Sheng decided to go back to the dojo to find Cao Xingyi, who should be practicing at the dojo at this time.

It is now late autumn, and the weather is often gloomy, with sunlight unable to penetrate the deep clouds.

This made the already gloomy weather even more desolate.

Previously, you could see some pedestrians wearing summer clothes on the road, but now you can't see a single one. Even the laborers who go back and forth to do their hard work are wearing a thin coat.

They pushed carts, panting and jogging, the intense labor making them temporarily oblivious to the cold.

Like a burning candle, it can only generate heat by itself, regardless of when it will end.

"There are more laborers in Hequan Town now..."

Hequan Town is located in the south of Hongchao, so the weather becomes increasingly cold and damp as winter approaches, and there is often light rain during the winter months.

For ordinary people, this is not rain, but poison that cuts to the bone and guts. Once you get in, it opens the way for dampness, and even the strongest body cannot withstand such continuous torment.

Not to mention issues like frostbite.

Although you can stay home and avoid it, your stomach won't listen to you.

Lin Sheng didn't know how many families would be able to open their doors and continue living after the cold winter. Although he no longer had to worry about these things, the simple values ​​he had established in his previous life made it difficult for him to ignore these situations, which made him somewhat anxious.

Suddenly he smelled a pungent, familiar spice scent.

"This looks like... a chili pepper?"

Lin Sheng followed the smell, which gradually became stronger. At the same time, he noticed that there were more and more laborers on the same path, all of them excited, some of them even running.

When he turned the corner and arrived at the location, Lin Sheng saw what had happened.

In front of a shop, there were three heated iron pots filled with bright red broth. Fiery red chilies floated in the pots, while small pieces of beef simmered in the spicy broth.

Next to the iron pot was a wooden table with a large wooden bucket filled with rice on it. Besides the stacked bowls and chopsticks, there was also a wooden sign that read "All you can eat for three coins".

The laborers tossed three copper coins into the money bowl, then took a bowl and chopsticks, and the waiter at the table served them a bowl of rice.

The long queue was lined up in front of the wooden table and was still growing.

Lin Sheng was very familiar with this restaurant and recognized it at a glance; it was the beef restaurant he frequented in the Caoxing area.

Lin Sheng walked to the table, and the waiter there, without even looking up, said, "Get out of the way, don't cut in line. Those who don't know the rules won't get any food."

Clearly, they've seen too many unruly people and have become accustomed to it.

"Hey! Mr. Lin, what brings you here?"

Another shop assistant, who was wiping tables inside the store, saw Lin Sheng and quickly called out.

"What? Master Lin?"

The waiter at the table quickly looked up and saw the young man who often came with Cao Xingyi.

Now, he looks much stronger and more handsome, and his features are more defined. He's quite dashing, and could certainly be called a young master.

"Oh dear, Mr. Lin, look at me, damn it..."

"It's alright, it's alright, you go about your business, I'll treat everyone to a meal."

After saying that, he threw out the three taels of silver he was carrying.

He only carried a few coins each day. Although he had a total of more than fifty taels of silver, he couldn't carry it all with him. He hid the extra money at home.

"Master Lin, you have a kind heart." The shop assistant carefully picked out the silver and handed it to the shop assistant behind him.

"Thank you, Mr. Lin!"

"Uncle Lin, your presence on this cold day warms my heart."

"Master Lin is such a good man!"

"I wish Mr. Lin could have many chubby sons."

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Although they didn't know Lin Sheng, they could tell from the shopkeeper's attitude that he was no nobody, and since he was being given a free meal, they were naturally happy and shouted a few times.

Those still in line expressed their gratitude and cheered happily, while those who had already started eating were filled with envy, and could only shovel down a few mouthfuls of rice and meat, only to cough from the spiciness.

Upon entering the shop, Manager Zhang hurriedly came out, smiling and cupping his hands in greeting, "Master Lin, it's been a while since I've seen you."

Lin Sheng returned the greeting: "I've been busy with cultivation lately, so I apologize for bothering you today."

"Not at all, it's an honor for us to have you and Master Cao come to the shop."

Manager Zhang's words came from the bottom of his heart; he was genuinely happy for these two gentlemen to come to the shop every day.

They always eat a lot when they come, and they pay readily without owing money or haggling. If they give too much, they put it in their account.

What a wonderful guest!

"Master Lin has come today to...."

"I smelled the aroma as I was passing by, so I came over to check it out. I never expected it was Manager Zhang doing charity work."

"How could I dare? It's nothing compared to what you've done."

"Sit down, Mr. Lin. Bring out my treasured tea!"

Lin Sheng then asked, "How did Manager Zhang come up with the idea of ​​setting up an iron pot to do this?"

"Alas, to be honest with you, Master Lin, I also aspired to seek the Tao and cultivate myself in my early years."

"?" Lin Sheng blinked and took a sip of tea, not understanding the logic behind it.

But then Manager Zhang said, "...But unfortunately I didn't have the qualifications. I was very upset at the time, thinking that I would just become an ordinary person and live a mediocre life."

However, one day I saw many people seeking the Dharma struggling with difficulties in cultivating it, and some even failed in their attempts due to insufficient cultivation, and were eventually expelled from the dojo.

Seeing their plight, I couldn't bear it. This inspired me to set up a small iron pot stall to sell beef. At first, I just wanted to help those cultivators who were practicing cultivation techniques, so that they could have more nourishment while making money. Unexpectedly, it gradually became lively, and the shop grew bigger and bigger.

From a small shop to a restaurant today.

Although the resources in Izumi are better now, and many cultivators prefer to use elixirs instead of meat to nourish themselves, I can't go against my original intentions, so I came up with this idea.

I'm getting old, and all I want is for ordinary people to have a hot meal, and also to accumulate some good karma for myself.

After listening, Lin Sheng straightened his posture, stood up, and bowed: "Manager Zhang has done a great deed. I am deeply ashamed."

"No, no, no, Mr. Lin! You're exaggerating. I'm just doing this for money, it's not that serious!"

Manager Zhang quickly waved his hand and helped Lin Sheng up.

"A gentleman judges by actions, not intentions; by intentions alone, no one in the world is perfect. Manager Zhang is a true gentleman!"

Lin Sheng's words made Manager Zhang feel embarrassed. He coughed and said, "This is all thanks to the imperial court, which made it possible for me to do this."

"The imperial court?"

"Yes, Mr. Lin knows it's chili peppers, but does he know where it came from?"

Lin Sheng was now in a dilemma. At this moment, he realized that apart from cultivation, he actually had no understanding of the current situation.

"That won't do. You can't get anything done if you're blind to the world. You need to go back and brush up on this knowledge."

Noting this thought, Lin Sheng asked, "Where did it come from?"

"I learned from the seller that this chili pepper is originally a species from the Western Regions, but it is difficult to cultivate in our Central Plains. Recently, the Huode Sect acted improperly and was wiped out by the entire Wude Division."

Inspired by the Huode Sect, I had a bountiful autumn harvest, which is why I was able to buy so much. I never had the chance to buy so much before.

So isn't it a coincidence? And chili peppers also go well with beef, which is why we see this scene outside today.

As he spoke, he pointed outside, where a steaming iron pot was surrounded by a group of people, who were eating and chatting enthusiastically.

Lin Sheng nodded, thinking to himself, "The world has been quite turbulent lately, with both the Bee King Sect and the Fire Virtue Sect involved."

Hopefully, this isn't a sign of the beginning of some kind of social unrest.

When prosperity is achieved, the people suffer; when decline is achieved, the people suffer.

"Beef must be expensive. Manager Zhang, do you have enough to cover the expenses?"

Upon hearing Lin Sheng's words, Manager Zhang replied, "Adding my restaurant's legitimate business, it's barely enough to make ends meet. We should be able to get through this winter."

My little shop can't afford any unexpected problems.

But Lin Sheng knew that goodwill was also limited, and without a good cycle, it would eventually run out. Moreover, if the number of people involved increased, the expenses would become larger and larger.

At that point, Manager Zhang will be in a difficult position and easily blamed, and may end up doing more harm than good.

After all, human nature cannot withstand the test.

After all, he came from a country of delicious food, and Lin Sheng immediately came up with a good idea.

"Manager Zhang, I have an idea, do you want it?"