Mag was riding his bicycle slowly on a square road with few pedestrians. Suddenly a long broom fell in front of him, which frightened him and he quickly pressed the brakes.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." An old man sitting on a bench by the roadside stood up, picked up the long broom that fell on the ground, and apologized to Mag with an apologetic look.
Mag took a look at the old man. He was about sixty years old, with half-white hair, but deep wrinkles on his face. There was some frost on his messy beard and eyebrows. He was wrapped in a gray-black shabby cotton jacket, with the left side There was an armband hanging on his arm with the words "Aden Square Cleaning" written on it. It seemed that he was a cleaning staff of the square.
There was an old lady standing next to the bench, also in her fifties or sixties, stooped and thin, holding half a cake in her hand, looking at him nervously.
"It's okay." Mag said with a smile. The old man was so polite, which actually made him a little embarrassed.
The roadblock had been cleared, and Mag raised his legs and was about to continue riding forward.
"Hey, old man, you don't have to cover yourself. I'm not hungry. You can eat some, but I won't." At this time, the old lady's old voice sounded.
Mag turned around with some doubts, and saw the old man taking out half of the cake from his arms, squeezing it with his hands, like holding a stone, and said anxiously: "It's too cold this time, usually. If you can cover it softly, why can’t it be warm today?”
"It doesn't matter, I'm not hungry." The old lady shook her head, looked at the big cake, her throat rolled, and looked away.
"Then...then I'll soak it in water for you. Once it's soft, you can eat it." The old man handed the cake to the old lady, turned around and dug out a bamboo water cup from the basket that contained a lot of waste. , turned it hard twice, pulled out the lid, and looked at the water that had already formed a thin layer of ice inside, and his eyes suddenly turned red.
"Okay, you eat quickly. After eating, let's work quickly. It's such a cold day. If we finish sweeping as soon as possible, we can go back early." The old lady pushed the cake in her hand into the old man's hand and put the bamboo tube in his hand. He took it, covered it and put it back in the backpack, with a smile on his wrinkled face.
Mag hesitated for a moment, then got out of the car and parked it. He looked at the old man and said, "Master, do you need any help?"
The old man looked back at Mag and was stunned for a moment, then looked left and right, and asked with some uncertainty: "Are you talking to me?"
Old Jack and his wife have been sweeping the streets in Aden Square for more than ten years. Because they deal with garbage all year round, people usually walk around when they see them. The gentleman in front of them is handsome and well-dressed, and they actually take the initiative to say hello to him? This has never happened before.
"Yes, I see you have encountered some difficulties. Do you need my help?" Mag nodded.
"It's not that difficult. We came to the square at four o'clock in the morning to start sweeping the floor, and brought some dry food to eat, but because the weather was too cold, she was frozen hard, so I usually used my body temperature to soften it before giving it to her. But it's so cold today that I can't cover myself up, and the hot water I brought with me has frozen because it's been too long.
It doesn't matter to me, I can swallow it even if I chew hard, but my wife doesn't have many teeth anymore. She is cold and hungry. If she doesn't eat something to fill her stomach, her body and bones may not be able to withstand it. Old Jack said, his eyes red again, his face full of self-blame.
"Oh, why do you call me so useless? My body and bones are in good shape, so don't waste this gentleman's precious time." The old lady rolled her eyes at Old Jack, looked at Mag with a smile and said, "This Sir, go ahead and go ahead, we’ll be fine.”
Mag looked at the old lady. Although her clothes were worn and mended, her smile was as clean as a flower blooming in the snow, making people feel very comfortable.
What a kind old lady, Mag sighed in her heart, looking at the cakes in their hands, she felt a little distressed.
"Ding! The host feels compassion for the two cleaners and triggers a new task:
The cleaners in Aden Square keep the Aden Square clean and tidy. They start cleaning at four o'clock every morning. They work for several hours in a temperature of more than ten degrees below zero. They are tired and hungry, and they still have to work. Unfinished, but unable to eat a mouthful of steaming food, the host is asked to promise to provide a steaming preserved egg and lean meat porridge for breakfast to the cleaners in Aden Square.
Reward for successful mission: a recipe of preserved egg and lean meat porridge! Punishment for mission failure: Clean Aden Square alone! "
At this moment, the system's voice suddenly sounded in Mag's mind.
"Huh?" Mag was stunned for a moment. He did feel pity, but he only planned to buy breakfast and boiled water for the two couples. He didn't expect that the system would ask him to provide food for everyone in Aden Square. The cleaner serves breakfast.
this……
Not that it's a big deal.
However, he just felt a little uncomfortable being forced to be a good person.
"System, are you forcing me to do good deeds? As a food system, isn't your behavior a bit over the top?" Mag said inwardly, feeling a little unhappy.
"Host, if you want to become a true God of Cooking, you must have a strong heart. Kindness and compassion are the most basic qualities. This is a task to develop your character and it is not beyond the scope." The system was calm. replied.
"In this case, I will reluctantly accept this task." Mag said thoughtfully. He had provided food to the children once before. Sharing delicious food is indeed a happy thing.
Providing a hot breakfast to the hungry cleaner, which is just a porridge with preserved eggs and lean meat, should not be a burden to him.
"It's okay, I'm not busy now." Mag looked at the old lady and smiled and said, "Give me the bamboo tube, and I'll get you some boiling water."
"This..." The old lady looked at Mag's kind smile, but showed some hesitation.
"It's just a matter of effort, my restaurant is right in front of that." Mag pointed in the direction of Maimi's restaurant.
"Then... Then here's Mr. Lao." The old man took out the bamboo tube, poured out all the water inside, and handed the bamboo tube to Mag.
There are crushed ice slag in the cold bamboo tube. This kind of water container with no insulation at all can turn boiling water into cold water in less than ten minutes in such weather.
Mag took the bamboo tube and walked straight towards a breakfast shop not far away.
"Why are you bothering me so much?" The old lady looked at Old Jack with some complaints.
Old Jack laughed dryly, looked at the old lady dotingly and said, "I have to let you eat something. I will thank that kind gentleman again later."
