McGonagall was riding her bicycle slowly down the road in the square where there were not many pedestrians, and a long broom suddenly collapsed in front of her, so frightened that he quickly pressed the brakes.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." An old man sitting on a bench on the side of the road stood up, picked up the long broom that had fallen on the ground, and apologized to McGonagall with an apologetic face.

McGonagall glanced at the old man, about sixty years old, with half-white hair, but his face was wrinkled, his mustache and eyebrows were slightly frosted, he was wrapped in a gray-black worn cotton jacket, and on his left arm hung an armband with the words 'Aden Square Clean' written on it, and it seemed that he should be a square cleaner.

And there was an old lady standing next to the bench, also fifty or sixty years old, with her back bent, thin, holding half a cake in her hand, looking at him with some nervousness.

"It's okay." McGonagall smiled and said, the old man was so polite, but it made him a little embarrassed.

The barricades had cleared, and McGonagall lifted her legs and was about to continue riding.

"Alas, old man, you don't have to cover it, I'm not hungry, you can eat some, I won't eat." At this moment, the old lady's old voice sounded.

McGonagall turned around with some confusion, just in time to see the old man take half of the cake out of his arms, squeeze it with his hand, as if pinching a stone, and said a little anxiously: "This weather is too cold, and it can be covered softly usually, why can't it be covered today?" ”

"Don't worry, I'm not hungry." The old lady shook her head, looked away as the pie rolled in her throat.

"That'...... Then I'll take water and soak it for you, and you can eat it when it's soft. The old man handed the cake to the old lady, turned around and turned out a bamboo water cup from the back basket with a lot of waste on the side, turned it twice vigorously, pulled out the lid, and looked at the water that had formed a thin layer of ice inside, and his eyes turned red at once.

"Okay, you hurry up and eat, let's hurry up and work after eating, it's such a cold day, finish sweeping early, let's go back early." The old lady stuffed the cake in her hand into the old man's hand, took the bamboo tube in his hand, covered it and put it back in the basket, with a little smile on her wrinkled face.

McGonagall hesitated, but got out of the car and parked the car, looked at the old man and said, "Uncle, do you need any help?" ”

The old man looked back at McGonagall 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 ground in this Aden Square for more than ten years, because they deal with garbage all year round, and usually others see them walking around, and the gentleman in front of him is dignified and dressed extraordinarily, so he took the initiative to greet him? This has never happened before.

"Yes, I see that you seem to be in some difficult situation and need my help?" McGonagall nodded.

"It's not a difficulty, we came to the square at four o'clock in the morning and started sweeping the floor, bringing some dry food to eat, but because the weather is too cold, it is frozen hard, usually I use my body temperature to cover the soft and then give her food, but today is too cold, how can I not cover soft, and the hot water brought is also frozen because of too long.

It doesn't matter to me myself, I can swallow it if I chew harder, but my wife has few teeth, she is cold and hungry, and if she doesn't eat something to fill her stomach, her body and bones are afraid that she can't stand it. Old Jack said, his eyes red again, and his face full of self-reproach.

"Oh, why am I so useless, my body is fine, don't waste this gentleman's precious time." The old lady glanced at Old Jack, looked at McGonagall with a smile and said, "Sir, you can get busy, we have nothing to do." ”

McGonagall looked at the old lady, and although her shabby clothes were mended, her smile was as clean as a flower blooming in the snow, and she felt very comfortable.

What a kind old lady, McGonagall sighed in her heart, looking at the big cake in the hands of the two, and felt a little distressed.

"Ding! The host feels pity for the two cleaners and triggers a new quest:

The cleaners in Aden Square, keep Aden Square clean and tidy, every morning at four o'clock they have to start the cleaning work, in the temperature of more than ten degrees below zero, working for several hours, tired and hungry, the work is not completed, but can not eat a mouthful of steaming food, please promise to provide a steaming hot preserved egg and lean porridge for breakfast for the cleaners in Aden Square.

Reward for mission success: A recipe for preserved egg and lean pork porridge! Penalty for Failure Mission: Clean Aden Square Alone! ”

At that moment, the voice of the system suddenly sounded in McGonagall's head.

"Huh?" McGonagall was stunned for a moment, he did feel pity, but he only planned to buy a breakfast and provide a serving of boiling water for the two couples, but he didn't expect the system to ask him to serve breakfast for all the cleaners in Aden Square.

This one......

It's not a big deal.

However, he just felt a little unhappy that he was forced to be a good person.

"System, are you forcing me to do good deeds? As a food system, you're acting a bit out of the box, aren't you? McGonagall said to herself, a little upset.

"Host, if you want to become a real kitchen god, you must have a strong heart, kindness and compassion are the most basic qualities, this is the task of your character cultivation, and it is not too much." The system replied calmly.

"In that case, I'll reluctantly take on this task." McGonagall said thoughtfully, he had served food to the children once before, and sharing food was indeed a joyful thing.

Serving a steaming breakfast for a hungry cleaner with just a porridge with preserved eggs and lean pork shouldn't be a burden on him.

"It's okay, I'm not busy right now." McGonagall looked at the old lady and smiled, "Give me the bamboo tube, and I'll help you get some boiling water." ”

"This ......" the old lady looked at McGonagall's kind smile, but hesitated.

"It's just a gesture, my restaurant is right in front of that." McGonagall pointed in the direction of McMie's Restaurant.

"That'...... Then there is Mr. Law. The old man took out the bamboo tube, poured all the water out of it, and handed it to McGonagall.

There is also crushed ice slag in the cold bamboo tube, a completely uninsulated water container that can turn boiling water into cold water in less than ten minutes in such weather.

McGonagall took the bamboo tube and walked straight to a breakfast shop not far away.

"It's so annoying to others." The old lady looked at Old Jack with some complaint.

Old Jack laughed dryly, looked at the old lady with some doting, and said, "I have to let you eat something, and I will thank the kind gentleman in a while." ”