A small voice squatting on the side of the playground, unable to play with his friends, or unable to participate in the content of their play.

As long as they are together, they discuss the strength of their own powers and say that they will become powerful people in the future and benefit the world.

Deadwood, who is only eight years old and has no mechanical powers, obviously cannot understand what his companions are thinking. Deadwood also has his own powers, but the machine that detects them will say that he has no ability, which makes Deadwood always think that the machine is broken.

Regarding his own statement, others obviously believe in the detector more. After all, the detector cannot make mistakes.

Maybe a day or two of being very boring with no one to play is nothing, but as time goes by, people's hearts will begin to change, and they will start to want partners and find something to vent their loneliness.

But my sister also has to go to school and doesn't know how to play with me. She doesn't fit in with the talented people at school and can't join in.

"But……"

Kumu's little head suddenly remembered what the teacher told him.

"There are many incompetent people in the world. Don't be too sad dead wood. If you study hard, you will be very successful."

It turns out that what the teacher said is indeed correct, but only the second half of the sentence is correct.

Everyone around Deadwood has special powers. In their opinion, Deadwood is the only one who has no special powers.

At the beginning, some people would invite Kumu to play together, but the content involved would hardly involve supernatural powers. He could not understand it at all, and he could not be understood. It felt like he was being falsely invited to participate, but in fact he was completely excluded.

, didn’t care about myself.

Too bored, Dead Tree watched the swarms of ants coming and going on the ground, and felt that it would be great if he were like ants, so that he would have many companions to accompany him.

.....................

Others were walking in groups on the sun-drenched road, and only the dead trees were alone with their shadows.

The dead tree walked slowly towards home, having experienced this situation countless times.

The difference is that today Kumu found a puppy on the roadside, a puppy with snow-white hair. Kumu approached slowly and curiously.

The puppy was not afraid when he saw the dead wood approaching. Instead, he sat upright on the ground and wagged his tail at the dead wood.

Although the fur of the puppy is snow-white, it is not dirty at all, but is extra neat. There is also a bell on the puppy's neck, which rings when the breeze blows.

Kumu walked to the puppy, squatted down slowly, and slowly touched the puppy's head with his small hands. The puppy also closed its eyes and enjoyed Kumu's touch.

Kumu likes this puppy very much, and every time he touches it, he feels a sense of loneliness and release.

Looking at the puppy's appearance, Kumu knew that this puppy had an owner, and now he needed to find it.

When Kumu stretched out his hand to pick up the puppy in front of him, the puppy suddenly took a step back, stood up, looked at Kumu and then behind him, and started walking slowly.

There was some confusion on Gu Mu's young face, but he seemed to know that he was following it.

Kumu trotted to keep up with the puppy and kept walking towards places he didn't recognize.

After a while, Kumu followed the puppy to a deserted corner, and the puppy stopped in front of a door.

Kumu looked at the door, then lowered his head to talk to the dog.

"Is this your home?"

With the natural curiosity of a child, Deadwood walked into the door and smelled the fragrant smell.

When Deadwood noticed this smell, he realized that the whole air was filled with this smell.

When Deadwood opened the door, the aroma came directly to his face. This smell accelerated Deadwood's hunger.

Although he was in a strange place, under the temptation of the fragrance, Dead Wood timidly walked into the door, then tiptoed against the wall, looking around.

The puppy walked to the dead wood and barked a few times, which caused a reaction in the house.

The sound was very hurried, accompanied by the sound of metal colliding with the ground, and the people inside were rushing out quickly.

“Welcome.”

Kumu saw clearly the person who arrived, an uncle who looked very serious.

Seeing the dead wood, Canglan was visibly disappointed.

"Forget it, kids, just kids."

Now Canglan hopes to have guests so much that even children who are as dead as a tree will not reject them.

"Kid, what do you want to eat?"

Facing Canglan's question, Kumu shook his head and told him that he had no money.

"It doesn't matter if you don't have money, can you try my cooking?"

Canglan doesn’t need money, but no matter what, he still wants his dishes to be tasted by others and get a satisfactory response.

Kumu asked Canglan in a low voice, "If you don't want money, do you want something else? Will it be poisonous?"

When Canglan faced Kumu's question, the expression on his face turned into an embarrassing one.

"Why does this kid speak so horribly?"

Canglan smiled helplessly, it would be great if only one person could come here, why would he poison him?

Canglan said, what's the use of poisoning dead wood?

After saying this, Canglan smiled and turned back towards the kitchen.

Then there was a panicked cry, "Oh, I went, I forgot to turn off the fire, the vegetables are burnt."

Listening to Canglan's shouting, Kumu naturally felt that this was a careless uncle.

After taking care of the food in the kitchen, Canglan brought the finished dishes to Kumu.

Kumu raised his head and looked at Canglan with lively eyes. Then he looked at the fragrant dishes and couldn't help but eat them.

After the dead wood started eating, he didn't stop until he licked the plate clean like a greedy little cat.

Canglan looked at Kumu's satisfied smile and felt very relieved that someone had finally eaten his food.

Canglan stroked the puppy's head and said, "Did you bring this person? How did you do it?"

After finishing the meal, Kumu jumped down from the stool and looked at Canglan with admiration, wanting to know how Canglan made such a meal.

Canglan was happy to answer such questions and told Kumu that it was talent plus practice.

Talent accounts for 10%, and hard work accounts for 90%. Hard work is to improve your cooking skills, and the remaining talent is used to reach the top.

So talent and hard work are both important if you want to be the top.

Canglan told himself the secret of success. Seeing Kumu nodding his head in understanding, Canglan felt happy in his heart. He liked the feeling of being liked very much.

Kumu now feels from the bottom of his heart that Canglan is not a bad person, because a bad person cannot make Kumu eat dishes that he feels are delicious.

Kumu looked at the puppy next to Canglan and asked Canglan, "Is this your puppy?"

Canglan crossed his arms to his chest and told Kumu with certainty that this was his puppy.

"Call Xiaobai."

As the name suggests, Cang Lan gave the puppy such a name based on its intuitive appearance.

Kumu knew the puppy's name and immediately called out, "Xiaobai."

When the puppy heard his name, he stuck out his tongue and wagged his tail at the dead wood, looking cheerful.

Xiaobai likes dead trees very much, and it also shows his joy that his master's restaurant finally has customers.

In short, Xiaobai deliberately attracted Dead Wood to see Canglan, and he wanted to help Canglan attract customers.

Kumu looked at the deserted restaurant and was curious as to why no one came to such delicious food.

Kumu's question revealed Canglan's pain. Perhaps he had been depressed for too long and didn't care that Kumu was a child and spoke out.

I have been studying cooking for fifteen years now. Not long ago, I felt that I was strong enough to open a restaurant, so I left my original position and prepared to create my own restaurant. However, opening the restaurant did not go well. Because I did not understand it, I bought it without any consideration.

When I came to this extremely remote place, I was still wondering why this place was so cheap.

Cang Lan laughed self-deprecatingly and said that he thought this place was more suitable for meditation.

But the remoteness of the place did not dampen Canglan's fighting spirit. He believed that he could open up a new world as long as he relied on his superb craftsmanship.

Canglan has real skills. After unremitting efforts, the business of his store finally opened up. However, as more and more people came to his restaurant, Canglan gradually became too busy. Finally, he couldn't resist and decided to hire someone.

There were no problems at first, and I gradually felt relieved, so I handed over the task of purchasing ingredients to my most trusted apprentice and concentrated on cooking.

Cang Lan did not expect that his apprentice would use money to purchase improper materials and he would pocket the remaining money.

Of course, if there is a problem with the dishes, the food will not be any better. Fortunately, it did not involve the lives of others, but because of this incident, Canglan's restaurant was rectified.

It was such an incident that Canglan finally recognized his apprentice, immediately kicked him out, and checked all the cooking items by himself. At this time, Canglan found that all the procedures were very different from what he had done.

Not what I expected at all.

After being hit by this incident, Canglan immediately drove away all the people he hired, and everything was back in his hands.

After this general cleaning, Canglan began to do everything by himself again. Now his restaurant has finally passed the rectification period and can reopen. But even though his cooking skills are still the same, who else can eat in a restaurant that has a bad reputation?

Will come.

At this point, Canglan sighed helplessly, blaming himself for using people easily without examining them carefully.

Even Xiaobai was raised by Canglan when he was frustrated, in order to get his condition back on track.
To be continued...