Assistant Little Sister

"Kid, give me two rabbit skewers."

"Kid, I'll take two of each."

"Little Brother, can you sell me just one chicken skewer?"

"Of course, Big Brother. Please wait a moment!"

"Kid, I'll take two rabbit skewers and two lamb skewers."

"..."

Encouraged by that Fatty Uncle from before, many people wanted to try this new food.

"There's enough for everyone! Please wait a moment!"

After a flurry of work, the barbecue was nearly sold out, yet there were still just as many people below.

"Everyone, everything's sold out for today. I need to go back and prepare more ingredients. I'll be back in three days."

Yuan Luo wiped away his sweat. He had really sold a lot today—shiny gold coins everywhere.

"Little Brother, why not come tomorrow? We can't wait three days."

A Little Brother of around ten-odd years old complained unhappily. He had been near the back of the line and hadn't managed to buy any barbecue.

"Little Brother, I need time to hunt animals. Sometimes I don't catch anything all day."

"No, you have to come tomorrow. I can't wait. I want barbecue."

"How about this? I'll pull an all-nighter. I'll be here the day after tomorrow—the day after tomorrow."

"Fine!"

"Don't forget, kid!"

Finally escaping the crowd, Yuan Luo let out a huge breath.

When he got home, Yuan Luo shouted excitedly.

"Grandpa, Grandpa, time to count the money!"

"What? You lost money? Was there something wrong with your barbecue? Did they beat you up?"

Yuan Luo's mouth twitched. What was that supposed to mean?

I made so much money—why would they beat me up?

"Holy shit, you little brat, where did you rob this from?"

The moment Old Jack saw the yellow, silver, and gleaming Gold Soul Coins in the box, his eyes nearly bulged shut. He had never seen so many Soul Coins in his life.

"Didn't you say you lost money? Looks like you won money instead."

"Grandpa, I told you to come count the money. Who said I lost money?"

Old Jack flicked Yuan Luo on the forehead and urged, "Hurry up and count it."

After much effort, Old Jack burst into laughter. "Three Gold Soul Coins, sixty-three Silver Soul Coins, and one hundred eighty Copper Soul Coins. You little brat, Grandpa will save this money for you, so you can use it to marry a wife."

Yuan Luo rolled his eyes at Old Jack and said, "Grandpa, don't you just want to go see Widow Wang? Don't make it sound so noble."

"What would a little brat like you know?"

Old Jack quickly ran off hugging the money, leaving Yuan Luo staring wide-eyed after him.

Looks like I needed to keep some for myself next time.

Taking out his Crossbow, Yuan Luo went hunting in the nearby forest again.

Before dawn on the third day, Yuan Luo set out for Notting City.

There were very few people on the road now. Yuan Luo arrived at the same spot as before and began grilling.

At that moment, a little girl caught his attention.

The little girl was about four or five years old and looked like a porcelain doll.

She wore ragged clothes, with her hair tied into two little buns. Her large eyes remained fixed on the barbecue in Yuan Luo's hands, and the motion of her delicate throat swallowing saliva was clearly visible.

Yuan Luo noticed her too. She seemed to be a little girl who wanted barbecue but had no money. He wondered where her parents were.

"Little Sister, do you want some barbecue?"

Yuan Luo stopped what he was doing and watched the little girl.

The little girl nodded instinctively, then immediately shook her head.

Yuan Luo smiled, beckoned her over, and handed her several lamb skewers.

"Big Brother, I... I don't have any money."

The little girl kept shaking her head, lowering it as she spoke softly.

"It's okay. Big Brother will treat you."

Yuan Luo's soft voice rang out again, and the little girl hesitantly reached out her hand.

But the next moment, she drew it back and hurriedly shook her head. "Big Brother, I don't want it. Mommy won't let me eat things other people give me."

"Then how about you do your big brother a favor? Help me out and be my assistant, and I'll treat you to barbecue."

The little girl's eyes lit up, and she quickly nodded. "Okay, okay! What do you need me to help with, Big Brother?"

"Here, try how my barbecue tastes first."

This time, the little girl did not refuse. She took the barbecue and began eating it bit by bit.

"Big Brother, it's so delicious. I've never had anything this tasty before."

The little girl's eyes reddened, and a layer of tears welled up in them.

"Little Sister shouldn't cry. You won't look pretty if you cry."

"Mhm, mhm!"

Before long, the area was packed with people. This time, Yuan Luo had prepared plenty of barbecue, including beef and bird meat.

"Little Yue, ten beef skewers."

From their casual conversation, he learned that the little girl was named Yu Yue. Her father had been a Soul Master, but he had died in the Soul Beast Forest a year ago, leaving only her and her mother to depend on each other.

Her mother was not a Soul Master and could only do ordinary work to support the household.

A few days ago, her mother had fallen ill. To pay for her treatment, Yu Yue could only beg outside.

When she smelled Yuan Luo's barbecue, having skipped breakfast that morning, she desperately wanted some. Unfortunately, she had no money.

"Little Yue, another ten rabbit meat skewers."

"Okay, Big Brother!"

Though Yu Yue was young, she worked efficiently. With her helping Yuan Luo, he was able to take things a little easier.

"Here, sir, your rabbit meat and beef."

"Alright, I gave the Soul Coins to the little girl."

"Okay, come again next time!"

Yu Yue quickly put away the Soul Coins and continued helping Yuan Luo with odd jobs.

Half an hour had already passed, and about a third of the barbecue had been sold.

At that moment, three figures appeared.

One of them was a little girl around six years old, with her hair tied into a bun. Her chubby little cheeks made people want to give them a pinch.

She wore a green Princess Dress, her large eyes gazing brightly at the barbecue.

There was a faint air of nobility about her.

The little girl was being led by an elegantly dressed young man. He had deep black eyes, thick brows, a high nose, and every feature exuded nobility and refinement.

Behind them was a white-haired middle-aged man. His white hair fell straight down, while his sharp, high sword-like brows slanted upward. Cold, proud, and solitary yet imposing, he seemed unmatched beneath heaven and earth, carrying an aloof and solitary arrogance about him.

"Daddy, I want to eat this."

The little girl's adorably sweet voice reached Yuan Luo's ears. He glanced over instinctively and was stunned by her soft, cute appearance.

He was certain that once this girl grew up, she would be breathtakingly beautiful, capable of toppling kingdoms and eclipsing the moon, as lovely as a spring blossom.

"Little friend, could you introduce this to us?"

The young man spoke with elegant diction, and simply listening to him made one feel relaxed.

"Uncle, this is called barbecue. I invented it by preparing meat with several kinds of seasonings, then roasting it over charcoal to preserve the meat's tenderness. It tastes absolutely delicious."

The young man gave off a peaceful first impression and seemed very approachable.

"Then could you give us ten skewers of each?"

"Of course. The prices are on the sign, please take a look. But you may need to wait a little—there are still several people ahead of you."

The young man did not mind, but the middle-aged man was displeased.

He gave a cold snort, and the world seemed to tremble. A powerful pressure descended upon Notting City. Yuan Luo's martial spirit burst forth instinctively. He hid his left hand behind his back and struggled with all his strength against that aura.

Whether he released his Air Spirit with his right hand or not made no difference.

"Sword Uncle! Withdraw your pressure."

The young man turned back and spoke, then apologized with a face full of regret. "I'm sorry, little friend. Serve them first. I'll pay double later."

Freed from the pressure, Yuan Luo gasped for breath. Just now, he had truly felt the presence of death. He hurriedly waved his hands. "No need, Uncle. The normal price is fine."