I heard Mr. Ye is a good dragon?

"The old acquaintance you mentioned is this shit stirrer?"

Bai Long stared at Du Qiyan in front of him with a bad expression, and the latter shrank directly behind Ye Heng: "Young Master Ye, protect me!"

"Hey hey..." Ye Heng smiled at Bai Long and rolled his eyes, then reached out and slapped Du Qiyan lightly on the arm, "Quickly, make a poisonous oath that you will not be disrespectful to him in the future."

"what?"

"Ah, what? I told you that he doesn't hurt anyone, and he's serving porridge outside with me these few days. Don't stick to your old-fashioned way, be quick!"

Du Qiyan was still a little reluctant to swear to the goblin, but firstly, Ye Heng had guaranteed the ticket, and secondly, his cultivation base was low, so he couldn't provoke the other party, so he had no choice but to tighten his tail and become a grandson : "Okay, gods, I, Du Qiyan, swear that I will never be right...right..."

Ye Heng completed the name for him: "Jiang Xun."

Du Qiyan nodded, took the words and continued: "I will never disrespect Jiang Xun again. If I break my oath, I will be struck by thunder."

"There's no need to be struck by thunder." Bai Long looked at him coldly, "It's fine to go to the latrine to eat shit."

Du Qiyan had no choice but to revise his oath. After speaking, he raised his hand to cover his mouth, and ran to the side to retch—his past experience flooded up.

Ye Heng looked at it, and wrinkled his nose at Bai Long: "The oath you made him swear is really poisonous."

"Really?" Bai Long curled his lips, looking in a good mood, "That's because you don't know the power of thunder."

"Okay, I won't break it with you. My dad doesn't know that I've sponsored people here. I've been very kind to the store manager. Now you know a secret of mine, and you can handle me properly. That's not enough. Is it?"

"Enough, but I won't take this matter against you." Bai Long glanced at Du Qiyan who was buried in the corner, "So what do you want him for?"

Ye Heng pondered for a moment: "Before I tell you, please answer me a question."

"what?"

"You suddenly disappeared before, and you haven't been in the capital for a long time. Did you go to some river in the east?"

"That's right," Bai Long nodded, his blue eyes shone brightly, "You remember?"

Seeing his eyes filled with joy, Ye Heng fell silent for a moment, and pointed to the corner of the wall after a while: "No, he calculated it."

Sure enough, the blue eyes stopped shining and gradually dimmed.

Ye Heng didn't know what to say, so he had no choice but to go forward and hold his hand: "He is still very useful, and the successive hexagrams are quite accurate. If it weren't for him, I might not be able to accept and believe many things."

He deliberately didn't mention that immortal man who resembled Bai Long, of course Bai Long could hear it, and he calmed down in his heart, "Then why did you come to him this time?"

"I want him to help me find out where is the most suitable location for the next porridge giving." Ye Heng rubbed his wrist in a good-tempered manner, "Hey, take out the fruit bowl, pick some fruits for I."

Bailong turned out the fruit bowl, watched him pick and choose several and put them aside, he asked puzzled, "Didn't you use it to eat?"

"No." Ye Heng carefully looked at and compared the two big white pears, and took out the cleaner one and put it on the table, "These are all for him to worship the gods, and they are good for fortune-telling."

"You can choose what you offer to God, but don't give too much, I want to eat too."

Ye Heng looked up at him when he heard the words, and found that his expression was calm like a king, so he couldn't help laughing: "Got it, Xun Xun."

As soon as the auspicious direction of divination came out, it was exactly the same as Ye Heng imagined - there happened to be a Tonghui Temple in that direction.

Ye Heng was overjoyed: "It really is an auspicious place, no wonder people from the Chamber of Commerce used to give porridge there!"

He stood up, pulled Bailong and walked out, saying as he walked: "Thank you very much! Eat up the fruits after offering to the gods! If you are bored in the house, just tell the shopkeeper and I will give them There is a boat left. But if you meet someone with the surname Yin and a shop with the sign of "Yin Ji", you have to avoid him, he can't get close to him, and he will become unlucky."

Du Qiyan got up to see them off, and at the same time agreed to Ye Heng's words with a "hmm, okay".

Ye Heng walked to the door, suddenly remembered something, and asked casually: "How is the old man doing recently? I didn't cut off his rent, but Jin Bao didn't pay attention to him, and the waiter didn't bully him anymore, did he?"

Du Qiyan was stunned for a moment, and finally understood: "Oh, you are talking about Wu Juren, right? He has been studying in the room these days, and occasionally comes out for a walk. He looks in good spirits, so he should not have been treated harshly. Besides, the waiter in the shop looks at you In terms of face, I dare not bully him casually!"

"That's fine." Ye Heng was quite satisfied with the answer, and left in a hurry without looking back.

Du Qiyan heaved a sigh of relief, and quickly closed the door and rushed back to the table, ready to enjoy the offerings immediately, only to find that the fruits were covered with a thick layer of ice, hard and cool, like a few big round snowballs—— It's clear who did it.

Fortunately, Du Qiyan was an easy-going person. After being wronged, he immediately decided to lie back on the bed to sleep away from this distress.

The sky was dark, and he slept until Xiao Er came to deliver food at night. After waking up, he glanced at the "big snowballs" and found that they had all turned into "big briquettes", and immediately asked Xiao Er for a basin of water.

Soaking two "big briquettes" in the water basin, he finished his meal happily, then reached into the water basin, crushed the last layer of thin ice shell wrapped on the surface of the fruit, and grabbed two purple briquettes. Frozen autumn pears in black and purple.

Cutting it open with a knife, it tasted sour and sweet, and he was overjoyed to eat it: "If you want to fuck me, you've miscalculated!"

In less than three days, Tonghui Temple was redecorated. Both sides of the surrounding avenues were equipped with wooden paths that were much higher than the water surface, and wooden boards were paved inside, making it look like a porridge shed.

The monks in the monastery were so hungry that they could hardly survive the sentient beings. As soon as Ye Heng opened his mouth, he immediately agreed to help, and at Ye Heng's request, all the monks signed a contract of employment, indicating their food and salary It is the income of hard work, and there is absolutely no support from Ye Heng.

Since the monks have already had the experience of serving porridge, they can start working immediately with only a little guidance from Ye Heng, and they are more active in tinkering than the servants. The cook was even more sloppy, and the victims were used to seeking shelter in temples, so a large number of people came all at once, and the momentum was stronger than the Yin Ji on Central Street, and all the people who came were genuine poor people, no one was there Rumors were being spread there to make troubles, and everyone was eating porridge honestly, looking forward to the early end of the rainy season.

Like treating people in a small porridge shed, Ye Heng also rented the only nearby inn that still had people in it, allowing elderly and seriously ill people to live in and take good care of them.In order to prevent people with serious intentions from making trouble, he also specially invited several monks to guard the place, and the effect was quite remarkable. The thief who originally came to steal food from the inn was captured on the spot, and he was probated by force. One more scallion pancake as reward.

The billowing people are rapidly consuming the silver in Ye Mansion, but from the time he opened the porridge shed to now, Ye Heng realizes that he has only spent 10 taels of silver—even if he has started to add finely minced meat to the porridge, even if he Taking this opportunity to let everyone participate in the construction of temporary shelters, even if he bought a thousand beds of thick bedding, even if he bought more boats to transport and search for people trapped at home, even if he started looking for someone to specialize in Responsible for rowing and transporting, and paying them an extra ingot of silver as labor.

Ye Heng looked at his father who was still lingering on the sick bed, and let out a long sigh—not enough, far from enough, it only took a small part of the target!

He began to order rain gear, and began to expand the neighborhood covered by the boardwalk, so that more people could conveniently come to the temple to get porridge.

He started hiring more doctors to check up on patients.

Ye Heng looked at the money left in the small treasury every night, wishing he could order the box of pepper in his room, but he couldn't, so he began to sigh again at night.

However, within two days after he sighed, news came from the street that something had happened to Yinji's shop.

"What? Their shop was smashed down?"

Ye Heng was still bleary-eyed when brushing his teeth, but when Zhao Cai said this, he immediately cheered up: "What's going on?"

"I also heard about this when I went shopping for vegetables. I don't know the truth." Zhaocai bent down, leaned in front of him and Bailong, and said softly, "Second Master Yin has been handing out flower rolls for several days, and there are many people around you." At the beginning, wealthy households followed suit, and began to distribute steamed buns with bean paste, stewed noodles, spring pancakes with sauce, etc. When people from the two neighborhoods came, they were dazzled and wanted to eat as if they were shopping, so many people dispersed and went out. "

Ye Heng suddenly understood: "Then Yi Yinjun's temperament is definitely not willing to let people go. Did he go to drug people again?"

"It's more complicated than prescribing medicine!" Zhaocai said, "Some people ate slippery worms from steamed buns with red bean paste, some people ate stewed noodles in the street, and some people said that the master chef who made spring pancakes kneaded noodles while blowing his nose. Afterwards, many people returned to Yinji's shop to eat flower rolls."

Knowing that the matter was not over, Ye Heng urged, "What about the other shops?"

"The stewed noodle shop was not easy to open because the signboard was dirty, so it was closed immediately. The choice of making spring pancakes was made by the master on the spot. How about the bean paste steamed bun shop, people still go to eat in the afternoon, because those shops sell After the matter is over, Yinji will limit the supply of flower rolls, and the stalls will be closed at Shenshi, and if there are more people, the stalls will be closed earlier."

Ye Heng nodded: "Understood, he can't stand the toss, so he has to attack the opponent and keep the opponent."

Zhaocai was quite appreciative: "Yes! But this morning, a big hailstone fell from the sky, smashing the roof of their shop to pieces!"

"Hey!" Ye Heng clapped his hands, "It's so satisfying!"

"It's not enough, there are eight large characters written on the hailstone——to make a sensation, to hurt people with a stab in the back"!