"Alec, you..." The red-haired man's brother looked at his younger brother in shock. Is the person in front of him really his lawless brother?

My younger brother, who threatened to go out for a while, had a career and then went home, is now... holding the plate? What happened to him!

The heir of the marquis was a little stunned. The prince beside him, who had always had a good relationship with him, was also surprised.

The red-haired man's talent is not outstanding outside, but he is also a pride of heaven in their country. As a result... they came to the Holy City to participate in the competition. After arriving at the Holy City, they found a hotel that is said to be very good for dinner. They actually saw him holding plates?

He is doing so poorly outside?

The red-haired man stiffened for a while, then nodded to his brother and prince without changing his face, and then brought the plate into the box. He put several dishes and two ice creams in glass bowls in front of Lancelot and Qi Jingchen, and said with a smile: "Sir, Lord Son, Lord Lancelot, this is a new dish we have developed, welcome to taste it."

After doing all this, he walked out and helped Qi Jingchen bring the private room door, then looked at his brother. Sure enough, he was even more shocked when he saw his brother's expression.

This is normal, after all, Lancelot and Qi Jingchen are really famous now;.

"Your Highness, brother, where are you?" asked the red-haired man with a rebellious expression as before.

"On there." The red-haired man pointed to the hall not far away, and asked anxiously: "Is the Holy Son and Lord Qi Jingchen inside?" They were thinking about whether to visit the Holy Son before, and then squinted their faces in front of the Holy Son, but they didn't expect to meet them here.

Well, the person his brother serves is the Holy Son, so it seems that he is not particularly bad at all?

"Of course," said the red-haired man, and before he could wait for his elder brother to ask why he was here, he hurriedly said: "I am doing things for Lord Qi Jingchen now."

So that's the case? The two people opposite the red-haired man were very curious.

"This restaurant was opened by Lord Qi Jingchen. I usually take care of this restaurant. This time Lord Qi Jingchen and the Holy Son came over and took care of him." The red-haired man said, "Your Highness, brother, when you come to the Holy City, I should also do my best to be a landlord. I will give you the order for what you drink this time."

When the red-haired man's elder brother and the prince heard the red-haired man say this, he didn't think the red-haired man was not doing well at all. He even thought the red-haired man was doing very well: "Really? That would be great."

"Arec, you're awesome!"

"Can you introduce Lord Qi Jingchen to us?"

...

"Master Qi Jingchen doesn't meet people very much, I'm afraid it won't work." The red-haired man said, and then suddenly realized that not only his brother and prince came to Chenguang Restaurant to have dinner, but also eight other people, and they happened to have ten people gathered...

Even if everyone drinks the worst wine, they still need ten four-star magic crystals... The red-haired man was bleeding in his heart, but he walked up with a smile, and then... continued to brag!

He must not let others know that he had fallen into another world in the past two years and was hungry and working. He was indeed serving dishes to others before.

After blowing himself up and promising free orders and more things to deliver, the red-haired man hurried to the kitchen: "Rotz, dear Rootz! My brother and the others are here! Let me see what they ordered!"

Thankfully, those people didn't order any expensive wine, even ordered the cheapest ones.

The red-haired man breathed a sigh of relief, then reluctantly took out ten four-star magic crystals from his pocket and gave them to Roots: "I have paid their bill!"

"You don't have to pay, I'll treat you this time." Qi Jingchen came in from outside and happened to see the red-haired man's entangled look, and said with a smile.

The red-haired man immediately smiled happily: "Mr. Qi Jingchen, you are such a good person!"

Qi Jingchen didn't think he had done anything good, but just said to the people in the kitchen: "Do you have any cake? Put some for me, and also braised eggs, all of them are the most ordinary."

"Please wait, Lord Qi Jingchen." Those people said, and then quickly filled Qi Jingchen with some braised eggs and cakes.

When Qi Jingchen saw the ice cream next to him, he said, "Send some to Alec's brother and others, this tastes good."

The smile on the red-haired man's face became even brighter, and he immediately helped to fill the ice cream. He put the ice cream of various colors into a beautiful glass bowl and was about to take it out. After walking two steps, he grabbed a servant Qi Jingchen had asked for his job instead: "Come on, carry it, I'll take you there."

The servant responded and followed the red-haired man out.

"What do you want so many braised eggs and cakes to make?" Nie Yi looked at Qi Jingchen in confusion.

"Go to the West District to see the little Norman reads;." Qi Jingchen said, the child without tongue, Old Norman helped him remove two of the three magic cores and gave him a name.

In China, when young people are naming, they should avoid the elders' names, but in Yale, the opposite is true. People here often give names like elders, although they may just fall in the middle.

So, Little Norman appeared. He actually had a very long name, but it was too troublesome to call him. Even Old Norman called him Little Norman, and Qi Jingchen simply called him that.

The West District is now almost the cleanest place in the Holy City. After all, there are basically no carriages passing through here, and the children running around have changed a lot.

Sometimes those servants need to know etiquette more than nobles. When they teach their children, they will naturally teach this knowledge. Over time, almost all the children here have learned a lot of etiquette.

These etiquettes are used for servants. If placed on earth, everyone would probably think that it is not appropriate for children to learn. However, everyone here thinks that it is their blessing for children to learn such etiquettes.

In Yell, these children, as ordinary people, cannot change their class. Since they will never have the chance to become nobles, it will naturally be inappropriate to learn these things.

"Master Qi Jingchen!" A thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy saw Qi Jingchen, stood still and shouted: "Where are you going? Do you need me to lead the way?"

"No." Qi Jingchen smiled and went to the church.

Destroying the two magic cores is a great harm to Little Norman. He looks pale and gives people the feeling of being seriously ill. Fortunately, there are no other sequelae.

After all, Old Norman is a magician of the Light Department and is still very skilled.

Qi Jingchen accompanied the child for a while, checked his magic core, and gave him a piece of cake to eat.

At this moment, Little Norman wrote a line of words on a palm-sized notebook specially used for him: "Sir Qi Jingchen, can I go out to play?"

"Where do you want to go?" Qi Jingchen asked.

"I want to go to school," wrote Little Norman, his eyes full of desire.

"I'll take you there." Qi Jingchen held his hand and walked towards the school.

When Qi Jingchen was building a school for the West District, he built a large building, but now it is still full of people. Almost every classroom is full of people, and many of them are here to listen.

These people who came to listen were big and small, but they were all very quiet. If someone disrupted the classroom order, they would be kicked out by others.

Qi Jingchen remembers that he went to school when he was a child. Every class had naughty students who didn’t like to listen carefully, but there was no one here. On the one hand, it was because in such an atmosphere, everyone couldn’t help but start to listen attentively. On the other hand, it was because the study here was not compulsory education. There were really disobedient children, and the teacher could drive him away. Of course, this required Qi Jingchen’s consent.

Qi Jingchen has seen several children who don’t want to go to school again before. Some have been studying for many days and can’t even write the simplest words. They have intelligence problems, while others are born to be unable to control their behavior. Some are used to stealing things from their teachers after they went to school.

When Qi Jingchen passed by, the school was over. He knew that Little Norman had a few friends here, so he gave him some cake and let him go and play by himself.

After doing this, Qi Jingchen walked around by himself, but he didn't expect that he would suddenly see a tall and tall high-level soldier scrambling to the school.

The school teaches the simplest knowledge. Some children from ordinary families in the North District will come to listen to the class, but the warriors and magicians will never appear here. How could this person come? Thinking of this, Qi Jingchen's mental power immediately swept over.

The soldier discovered something, looked at Qi Jingchen, and after confirming that Qi Jingchen was not malicious, he continued to speak to a 14- or 15-year-old boy in a strong accent: "Can I copy one of this multiplication formula form? And why is this?"

The young man was one of the people who Yu Yuehui picked out to teach Arabic numerals. He would be a student in Chinese class, but he became a teacher in mathematics class. Now, he was being pulled by a student who had just emerged in the past few days to ask questions reads;.

The warrior did not wear a badge. The boy didn't know that he was a warrior, but he still told him seriously what multiplication was. Then he gave him a notebook in his hand and asked him to copy the above multiplication formula table.

The soldier carefully took the boy's book, came to a table, took out the parchment paper and started copying.

"Parchment is too expensive. You can go to study in the future without using parchment, just buy some ordinary paper or notebooks." The boy saw it next to him and gave him advice.

"Is this what you use? What is the price?" the warrior asked.

"A copper coin can buy a large piece of paper." The young man smiled and said, "I can use a piece of paper for several days!"

The warrior showed a little surprise on his face, and then nodded: "Thank you for your advice."

The next class will be no longer a math class. Seeing this, the boy simply sat next to the soldier, then took out a newspaper and read it.

He is a math teacher and can get some money every month, so he has money to buy newspapers.

Guangming Daily is very cheap, but there are many difficult words on it, so he didn't buy it, but chose the morning newspaper. Many people in their western area work in the morning newspaper, and this is a newspaper made by Lord Qi Jingchen. Of course, he needs strong support!

"What is this?" the warrior said again.

"You really don't understand anything! This is the morning newspaper, there is a lot of content on it, but unfortunately I can't understand a lot." The boy said.

The warrior had copied the multiplication formula, and he returned the notebook to the boy, and then said, "I know the words, I can read it to you."

As he said this, the soldier read out the contents of the newspaper in accent language.

The young man listened very seriously, but the more he read it, the more he was surprised, because the front page of the newspaper wrote some things related to the upcoming competition. He came to participate in the competition, but he didn't know many of the things written on it at all.

"What is this? Someone copied it from the God of Light?" After reading the article, the warrior couldn't help asking.

"This is a newspaper. People sell it every morning, five copper coins each." said the boy.

"After writing so many words, I only have five copper coins per?" The soldier was shocked again.

"Yes, what's wrong?" the boy asked in confusion, and then remembered something: "By the way, this is not copied, these words are printed."

"print?"

"It's time to go to class! I'm going to concentrate on class and not tell you anymore. If you don't learn to read, go out and give up your seat. I can lend you my newspaper." The boy said.

This warrior recognized words and did not intend to learn to recognize words. He took the newspaper in his hand and came outside, and then he saw the magician who had been observing himself with his mental power standing not far away.

"Hello." The warrior said to Qi Jingchen. Judging from his mental power, Qi Jingchen is much more powerful than him, so he is very respectful.

"Hello." Qi Jingchen said: "You are not from the Holy City, are you?"

"Yes, I'm the reads from Hongye Kingdom;." said the warrior.

Hongye Country? The name of this country is Qi Jingchen. Isn’t it the country where only one person comes to participate in the competition?

"Are you a soldier who came to participate in the competition in Hongye Kingdom?" Qi Jingchen asked.

"Do you know?" The man looked at Qi Jingchen in surprise.

"I know, my name is Qi Jingchen." Qi Jingchen smiled.

"You have a magical weapon..." The man looked at Qi Jingchen in surprise, then bent down and saluted: "Hello, Lord Qi Jingchen, I am the Eight-Star Warrior Mangrove of the Red Leaf Country."

"You are here to participate in the competition, why did you live here?" Qi Jingchen asked in confusion. The God of Light Sect is rich and has countless guest rooms. All those who come to the Holy City to participate in the competition have arranged accommodation. It is still free. Why did this person come here?

"The things there are too expensive." said Mangrove. Their Red Leaf Country is a small country that cannot be smaller, occupying a very barren land. Because it is too barren, no one comes to invade them.
To be continued...