You Can't Be Fierce Towards Me!

After Wang Guanshi prepared all the rice and grain needed, Fu Tian really did what he said, and began to serve porridge to the east of the city.

Although the victims were eager for food, they were still full of vigilance against outsiders they had never seen before, looking at Fu Tian and his party with longing and fear.

Fu Huang had expected this situation a long time ago, so he didn't bother with those fake monks for the time being. Instead, he and Wei Yang used the fake monk's previous reputation to get closer to the victims.

"Our brothers heard that Master Pudu helped the victims in Changliu County. We were deeply moved, so we imitated Master Pudu to give porridge, hoping to tide over the difficulties with everyone."

Wei Yang had a baby face, and he smiled without any sense of threat. When the victims heard that they moved out of Master Pudu, they believed them for the most part. They also saw the worker in bunt in front of him stirring in the thick wooden barrel with a large spoon, smelling The smell of rice made the victims swallow their saliva unconsciously, and gathered around the barrel one after another.

Fu Tian stood on the low stool and shouted to them to line up. After shouting several times, everyone was there. Only then did the eager victims suppress their desire, lined up in order, and stared at the porridge in the barrel.

There were a lot of victims in the east of the city, and the news spread that other people who were not in the east of the city also lined up to get the porridge with porcelain bowls. Finally dispatched.

There were too many victims, and there was not enough manpower later. Fu Tianweiyang and the others also rolled up their sleeves to help, and now they can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

An old man in ragged clothes was holding a bowl and squatting at the base of the wall, drinking the porridge in the bowl cherishingly. After two sips, he was reluctant to drink any more.

"Old man, we will come back tomorrow."

Seeing this scene, Fu Tian felt a little sour in his heart, and took out some porridge left in the barrel and handed it to him.

The old man raised his wrinkled face, his eyes were already very cloudy, he took the porcelain bowl with trembling hands, and thanked him persistently, tears flowed from his cloudy eyes, winding out gullies on his loose skin, "Thank you, my lord , the Buddha will bless you, good people will be rewarded, good people will be rewarded..."

Fu Huang avoided the old man's gift, and said with a smile: "Eat slowly, don't worry, this porridge will spoil your stomach if you eat it tomorrow, we will definitely come back tomorrow."

The old man nodded with tears in his eyes, buried his head and gulped down the porridge in the bowl.

Fu Tian turned his head, and suddenly turned his head to look at the Pudu Temple behind him. Master Pudu was standing at the gate of the temple, looking towards them. Fu Tian narrowed his eyes, clasped his hands together, and showed him a somewhat cold smile .

The distance between the two was a bit far, Master Purdue probably didn't see his expression clearly, and returned the gift in a fake manner.

The next day, Fu Huang still brought people to the east of the city to give out porridge. After a day, not only the victims in the east of the city knew that people in the entire Changliu County knew that someone was giving out porridge in the east of the city. Porcelain bowls lined up in long queues.

It takes a whole day to give out porridge. In order to ensure that everyone can get it, even if some people come to order after eating, he doesn't care about it, and he doesn't pack up until the sun goes down.

So one day, two days, three days... Fu Tian brought people to give porridge every day. After a few days, everyone knew that there was a good man in Changliu County who gave porridge every day. Worried about being starved to death.

The daily expectation of the people is to wait for Fu Tian to come to give porridge. After a few days, they don't even listen to the lectures in Pudu Temple.After all, a bowl full of thick porridge and rice is much more affordable than illusory lectures.

The number of people who went to Pudu Temple to listen to lectures became visible to the naked eye.

After ten days like this, the reputation of Fu's rice shop quickly surpassed that of Pudu Temple. Fu Tian and Wei Yang were even called Living Bodhisattvas by the people. Hope appeared in the numb eyes of the people. There is a glimmer of life.

But on the 11th day, the group of people who came to the east of the city on time every day to give porridge had disappeared for a long time. The people who had come to line up early with porcelain bowls looked panicked, wondering if they would not come to give porridge today.

The queue like a long queue was noisy, Master Purdue, who had been robbed of the limelight for a few days, took the opportunity to appear falsely to appease the people, but was completely ignored for a few days, and he couldn't help but look at his benevolent face, thinking that Fu Tian and the others were here to grab his "business" So, taking the opportunity to appease them, they said a lot of bad things about Fu Tian and the others.

The already anxious people became even more emotional, and some people even started to complain and abuse.

It is said that Dou Mien promotes Mi Qiu, and Fu Tian gave out porridge for free for a while. Many people remember his kindness, but he also raised a small number of people. These people began to resent because they lost their regular source of food. .

Disappointed after the excitement, someone suggested that it is better to go to Fu's rice shop to ask if they will come to give porridge today, but someone hesitated to stop it. It is their kindness that the two young masters are willing to come to give porridge, but there is too much rice now. Expensive, no matter how rich you are, you can't bear the porridge every day.

And Fu Tian, ​​who they were talking about, had already planned this day long ago.

Earlier, he and Wei Yang came out to give porridge to win the favor and trust of the people, while the officials of Qin were in charge of going to the county guard's mansion to meet with the county guard to discuss the details of disaster relief. Now that they have gained a certain reputation among the victims, they are about to start implementing The second step is planned.

In the commotion, Fu Tian came out with two guards, and cupped his hands apologetically, "Sorry everyone, I'm late today."

The noisy people suddenly quieted down, and their eyes fell on his empty back, and some eager people couldn't help asking: "Mr. Fu, won't you give out porridge today?"

Fu Tian shook his head, "It will be changed to Shi Mi from now on, but we need to change it in a different way."

There was a burst of discussion in the crowd, and someone asked, "What is the solution?"

Fu Huang turned his face to signal the guards to paste the previously drafted regulations on the wall, because someone was illiterate, and asked the guards to read it aloud twice.

"The city is flooded with locusts. We discussed with the county guard and hope that everyone can catch the locusts together..."

"People are about to starve to death, so I don't have the strength to catch locusts, so I said that there are no good people, and it turns out that they are colluding with those dog officials to deceive us!" Fu Tian didn't finish speaking, and someone below scolded loudly road.

The dense crowd exploded again, Fu Tian's expression remained unchanged, he raised his hand and pressed down, signaling for everyone to be quiet.

"It's not for everyone to work in vain. Ten locusts can be exchanged for a penny, and a hundred locusts can be exchanged for a dendrobium rice."

Fu Tian's voice was not too loud, but when he finished speaking, the surroundings suddenly quieted down, followed by a burst of louder and noisier discussions than before. Obviously everyone was stunned by the news, ten locusts for one penny , those one hundred locusts are worth ten pennies, but now, a hunk of rice only needs one hundred locusts, that is ten pennies!

You know, since the beginning of the drought, the price of grain has risen to more than two taels of silver, and ordinary people can't afford it at all. This caused so many people to go bankrupt for a little ration.

But now he said that a piece of rice only costs ten Wen!This is the price before the drought!

It took a long time before someone asked with a trembling voice, "This, is this true? You didn't lie to us?"

Fu Tiansu Rong said, "Of course, this is the result of our discussion with the county governor. If you catch locusts, you can take them to the county governor's mansion to exchange for money or rice. The money and rice will come from Fu's rice shop."

"Thank you son! You are truly a living Bodhisattva!"

The excited people knelt down one after another, prostrating and kowtowing to Fu Huang. Fu Huang stopped them and persuaded them: "The court is still working hard to relieve the disaster. Don't give up lightly. Let us help each other. The natural disaster will soon pass. "

The people knelt on the ground with tears in their eyes, and when they were done crying, they formed teams in twos and threes to catch locusts in the city.

The locusts were everywhere, and the victims didn't care whether they were dead or alive, they all caught them and stuffed them into pockets made of clothes, or in sacks they found at home...

Pudu Temple and Master Pudu were completely forgotten, and all the victims joined the army of locust catchers.

Some people did not believe such a good thing, so they took the dozens of locusts they had caught to the government to exchange them. Take the pocket and count the number.

"Sixty of them, a total of six coins." After recording the name, quantity and amount of money with a pen, the official took out six coins from the money bag in the belly of the table and gave them to the man who came to exchange them.

The man was holding Liuwen Qian, a little excited and a little unbelievable, and asked in a trembling voice: "I don't want money, but, can I exchange it for rice?"

The official pointed to the opposite side, "Go to the opposite side for the rice." Then he shouted to the opposite side, "Count it, sixty."

The man carried the cloth bag over and looked at the opposite side expectantly. There was an open rice bag behind the official here. Inside the rice bag was a bamboo tube with scales. After he recorded it again, he asked the man to take a rice bag Come, use a bamboo tube to scoop more than half of the dendrobium rice into it.

Holding the white rice grains, the man looked happy and excited, hurriedly took the rice home and hid it, then went to the city to continue catching locusts, but he was dumbfounded when he went, the streets and alleys were crowded with people In other words, there were not a few locusts left that were originally everywhere in the sky and on the ground.