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Volume 1, Chapter 726 of Yan Cunzheng: Giving Porridge to the Shiyuan Sect

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    In a private room on the second floor of the restaurant opposite the Mobei Mansion Office, Zi Baifeng sat on the window seat, closing his eyes and meditating.  At this moment, his consciousness has actually sunk into the Demon Code, listening to Xue Congshan's report.  Xue Congshan¡¯s process of exploring the country of treasures was not smooth and he encountered many obstacles.  "After I asked him about the country of treasures, he suddenly became particularly wary. The villain is incompetent and has disappointed the adults." "It doesn't matter. Of course, it's suspicious to talk to each other. I will think of other ways."  Baifeng did not criticize Xue Congshan harshly.  A legendary story, spread among everyone, suddenly became a taboo, and everyone kept it secret. This in itself is quite strange.  ??And Rabbit used his power of charm to charm some people, but he didn't get any useful information.  It seems that the news is not equal. It seems that the people in Xia Junguo know more than the people in Sha.  The only reason must be Zhulong. He has some information.  "It seems that if you want to get the exact information, you must get a breakthrough from Xia Junguo's people." Zi Baifeng said in his heart, others may not know, but those Xia Junguo's envoys must know.  In the desert, beside a solitary rock in the north wind, Xue Congshan opened his eyes, and then said to the rabbit next to him: "Rabbit, sir, let you go back." "Oh yes! Master misses me! Master, I love you.  You, sir, are so cute, sir, here I come!" Xue Congshan looked at the rabbit with a dark look on his face and ran away without caring about others.  "She seems to have gone in the wrong direction." A long-faced woman in yellow clothes said.  "Ignore her!" After a moment, the woman in yellow asked, "Did your Excellency really let him go back?" "No, I made it up." Xue Congshan suddenly grinned.  Although he always walks alone outside throughout the year, he actually has a family. Rabbit is so annoying, so let her go back and annoy the adults.  "You're falsely passing on the imperial edict" The woman in yellow shook her head.  ¡­ ¡­ Zi Baifeng cut off contact with Xue Congshan and continued to look downstairs.  This place is located in the center of Mobei Prefecture. From here, half of Mobei Prefecture can be seen. Among the people walking on the street, there are Han people wearing ordinary clothes, some sand people wearing Han clothes but with deep eyes and high noses, and occasionally there is a  Two men dressed entirely in Sand People costumes walked by.  These people are clearly distinct from each other. The Han people are not willing to associate with the Sha people who have become Han people, and everyone keeps away from the Sha people.  He saw an old Sandman, who was hungry and emaciated, went to a merchant to ask for some water, but was kicked out. He was wiping his dry eyes and was about to cry without tears.  But more often than not, I saw those sand people with hostile eyes, extending their hands into other people's arms, and even robbing them in the street.  The entire Mobei Mansion was filled with hatred and twisted hostility. This feeling made Zi Baifeng very uncomfortable.  The spiritual energy in the air is also very thin. Too thin spiritual energy makes people extremely depressed and irritable. Coupled with the pain of starvation, people become doubly violent.  Suddenly, there was a noise downstairs. Several waiters in the restaurant carried a table and placed it outside the door. A large wooden bucket was placed on the table. They shouted loudly: "It's time to give out porridge, it's time to give out porridge."  Regardless of whether you are Han or Shamin, you can come and get it" Before he could finish his words, someone came swarming over, holding out their hands and shouting: "Give it to me, give it to me!" The two waiters were pushed.  He backed away repeatedly and shouted hurriedly: "Don't worry, don't worry, the new owner of our restaurant has said that everyone, rich or poor, morning or evening, can come and drink porridge as long as they are hungry, don't worry" But then  The waiter was quickly overturned, and several people scrambled to grab the bowl and get the porridge from the barrel. The scene was chaotic for a while.  Three or five minutes later, the wooden barrel was overturned, and the fragrant bibimbap broth spilled all over the floor. The waiter had already been hiding aside and watching, and now he saw that everyone had finished fighting for it.  He silently put away the wooden bucket and carried it back to the store. Not long after, another bucket was brought over. This time there were a few more people to maintain order and let them line up. Everyone came first, first served.  But not long after, the team was crowded again and the barrel was overturned.  Several times, several shop waiters silently put away the barrels, refilled the porridge and brought it out. The spilled broth flowed freely on the ground, attracting many wild dogs to **** on the ground, and the tangy fragrance filled the whole place.  street.  But for the fifth time, the queue finally formed. Although it was a little awkward, and disputes broke out from time to time because of jumping in line, at least there were rules.??.  I don¡¯t know how many people heard that people were giving porridge here. Zi Baifeng saw that even several guards from the government office had changed their clothes and lined up in the queue.  Some people even brought barrels, intending to take a lot home.  The waiters didn¡¯t care at all. As long as the barrel was empty, they would go in, and soon they would bring out a large barrel. It seemed that there was endless broth in the restaurant behind them that could be distributed to everyone.  "Don't worry, everyone. It's hot now. If the broth is spoiled, you can't drink it because it will stink. Don't take too much. Just one day's portion is enough. We will also give out porridge tomorrow. Our boss said that from now on, we will give out porridge for three years.  No matter who comes, no matter how many people come, we will definitely take care of it." A man stood in the crowd and announced loudly, "Everyone, remember, we are Guixiangju. There is only one Guixiangju in the city now, but there will be one soon.  At the second and third Guixiangju, you can go to get free porridge! After everyone has received the porridge, remember to go back and tell your neighbors that please try to bring your own utensils. We at Guixiangju are not here to make money, but to make good friends.  You are here by fate, please cherish this fate, don't be messy, don't be anxious, it's all there, it's all there" Zi Baifeng's lips curved into a smile.  After he came to Mobei Prefecture, he had already issued a call to his forces.  When he first came to the Wei family in Beijing, he found that his forces had become a climate, and any one of them could burst out with powerful power, so he would never underestimate everyone's power.  People from the Traveling Shang Sect say that there is no market in the world that cannot be explored, there are only markets that have not been discovered, and they are planning to work hard here to develop every ounce of value in the desert.  But the porridge-giving in Guixiangju is not done by people from the Youshang Sect. The people of the Youshang Sect are all businessmen, and businessmen pursue profit. They are not willing to do this kind of business that only goes out but does not come in. They are responsible for giving porridge.  It is actually the Shiyuan Sect.  In order to become acquainted with Li Kaishi, the Qiuyuanzi of the Shiyuan Sect even did not hesitate to give away a piece of fine ink. That piece of fine ink was enough to support giving porridge here for ten or twenty days. ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Donating porridge is a???? low-cost thing, and it creates a lot of good connections.  Behind Zi Baifeng, there is an old Taoist priest. Who is Qiu Yuanzi if he is not the elder of Shiyuan Sect?  He felt that his cultivation level was rising rapidly, and he was so happy that he scratched his head and ears, just like an old monkey, where was there any trace of immortality?  "You are wise, you are so awesome!" Qiuyuanzi flattered Zi Baifeng for a while, and was full of praise for Zi Baifeng's idea of ??giving porridge.  Giving soup is just the most basic guarantee, just to fill people's stomachs.  Filling the stomach is only the most basic need for survival, but once the stomach is filled, there will be higher needs.  At this time, what Zi Baifeng saw was not the hungry people who had filled their stomachs and smiled happily, but the most unstable group of people in the entire Mobei Prefecture, who suddenly became stable.  At the same time, Zi Baifeng could feel that a seed was sprouting, and that seed was called "order."  At this moment, the soup kitchen has just begun. No one realizes how many people this small move will change.  Many people believe that giving porridge will only create lazy people, thinking that people will get something for nothing.  That¡¯s because people are too poor, too barren, and don¡¯t know how to live or have a higher quality of life.  For most people in Mobei Prefecture, being able to fill their stomachs is already their lifelong pursuit.  ¡°But Zi Baifeng will let them see how happy and colorful human life can be.  ¡°Lazy people also have the right to survive, but only those who work hard can live a better and happier life.  No matter whether Zi Baifeng has mastered Mobei State or not, this is what he has to do.  The flattery of Yuanzi was so disgusting. After enjoying it for a while, Zi Baifeng couldn't stand it anymore and wanted to find a chance to leave.  However, he happened to see several envoys from Xia Junguo walking downstairs. Zi Baifeng saw that the direction they were going happened to be the Mobei government office.  Someone gave him a pillow when he was sleeping. Zi Baifeng shuffled the cards casually, took the card "Net of Laws" in his hand, said hello, quickly went downstairs, and chased after him from behind.  After entering the government office, he saw Mr. An walking over. When he saw Zi Baifeng, Mr. An was overjoyed and said, "Brother Wu!"  But the young master grabbed him and said: "Brother Wu, I didn't see you when I went to the inn where you stayed this morning, but I can see you now. Who wrote the poem you told me last time? It's really true.  Great." Zi Baifeng struggled a few times, but couldn't break free. He shook his head helplessly. It seemed that this opportunity was going to be missed.  "After his exchange with Mr. An yesterday, Mr. An admired him very much.To introduce him to Mr. An, he had a good talk with Mr. An.  First of all, Zi Baifeng liked Mr. An's character very much. Secondly, it was inconvenient for him to reveal his identity now. If he had Mr. An as a friend, many things would be much easier. So the two parties chatted for a while and became good friends with each other.  .  Zi Baifeng said: "I no longer live in the inn. I just bought the restaurant opposite and now I live there." Mr. An sighed: "Brother Wu, it's just different. Such a big restaurant, say  Just buy it. Whenever I have Brother Wu's courage, I won't have to worry about my father so much. " "Brother An is a man of true temperament and will definitely do great things in the future." Zi Baifeng said.  The two people stood there chattering for a long time, and Zi Baifeng had completely lost track of the two people.
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