In his previous life, helping the old lady cross the road was a high-consumption behavior, which was definitely not something that ordinary people consume, but for Zhao Hao, it was naturally no problem... No matter how awesome the old lady is, she probably wouldn't have the courage to cheat the children of the Song Dynasty's royal family.

However, several slaves obviously did not understand Zhao Hao's meaning, because the grandmother's name was generally targeted at the hostess in the mansion, such as Xie Yun, who was respected as the big grandmother.

Zhao Hao quickly reacted: "So quickly help the old woman cross the street."

So Liang Lie, who was as fat as a ball, and Li Hong, who was as thin as a monkey, ran immediately and rushed towards the old woman who was tremblingly crossing the street like a hungry wolf.

Just as the two were about to approach the old lady, the old lady who was unable to move suddenly screamed, and then as if she was helping her god, her waist stopped soreness and her legs stopped hurting. She ran in one breath, and in a blink of an eye, she crossed the wide street and rushed to the opposite side without any effort. The speed was probably about to catch up with Liu Xiang...

When people are frightened, they often burst out with incomparable potential... Zhao Hao's first plan to earn merit value has turned into a bubble.

In an instant, Zhao Hao's heart was as if it was sunny, and he was so angry that he smoked his orifices. He scolded the two slaves in anger: "I saw that the old man was unable to move, so he asked you to do good deeds and help him cross the street. You two stupid slaves were so robbed, which shocked the old man and ruined my merits? Next time, you must remember to be kind-hearted, gently, with a smile, and show six teeth. No mistakes should be made."

The two servants were stunned when they heard this. It took a long time to understand and nodded quickly.

God knows that this young master, who has always bullying and domineering the market, suddenly developed a kind heart and wanted to do good deeds. However, although everyone was surprised and did not have much suspicion, it was reasonable for Mr. Zhao to escape from death this time and wanted to do good deeds.

Next, Zhao Hao and his group swayed on the street for half an hour, but never saw any good deeds.

First, Jiangning City was one of the richest places in the Song Dynasty and also the prosperous commercial center of Jiangnan East Road. There were very few poor people, and the people in the city lived a very comfortable life, so few people needed help. Second, Mr. Zhao had always had a bad reputation. Although he did not say that he would do everything he could, he would often bully men and women, and most people avoided it.

In this way, there will naturally be much less opportunities to do good.

After a few rounds, Zhao Yi, who had always been taciturn, finally couldn't help it and said, "If you want to do good deeds, it's better to go to the Dongtou Market. There are many people who are poor and destitute in the place to sell their first bids. If you can fund one or two, it can be considered a good deed."

This guardian, who is known as the famous historical general, looks cold-hearted from the beginning, as if the Zhao family had not paid him a salary for three months. After more than an hour of going out with Zhao Hao, this is the second sentence.

Zhao Hao was overjoyed and said anxiously: "Okay, according to your words, go to Dongtou Market."

It was almost noon, and it was the busiest time of the market, with people coming and going, bustling.

The so-called market is actually a farmers' market in the Song Dynasty. It sells meat, tea, rouge, fruit, and various department stores. There are even places called tea shops that actually sell big health care, similar to the hair salon with red lights in later generations.

In a corner west of the market, it was a place specially made for those who wanted to sell themselves as slaves. So Zhao Hao met the first group of truly poor people in this era, and he was also the "customers" who earned merit.

I saw a group of people with dish-like clothes standing or sitting in the open space, both men, women, elderly and children.

Although it is the beginning of spring, and the spring in the south of the Yangtze River is much warmer than in the north, the spring is chilly and the weather is still very cold. Most of these refugees are thin clothes, and a breeze can make them shake constantly. Most of the men are old men like old candles in the wind, squatting or standing beside them, a boy or a girl, and those boys or girls are all dark, as if rolling through coal piles. The same is true for those women, with a few children standing beside them. In addition to children, there are also older girls and young men, all with one expression, full of misery and tranquility. Most of their necks are covered with grass, including dog tail grass, donkey tail grass, and some unknown wild grass.

The entire open space was bustling with people, with at least hundreds of people, and forty or fifty people to be sold.

Zhao Hao, who had just come out of the luxurious Zhao Mansion, was obviously stunned by the scene in front of him and couldn't help asking: "Why are there so many slaves selling their bodies in the wealthy land of Jiangnan?"

Zhao Ji, who has always been so bored for three days, actually grabbed the lead: "It's not that Hua Shi Gang is harmed..."

Zhao Hao immediately understood.

Huashigang is a special transportation name for special transportation in Chinese history to meet the emperor's preferences. During the reign of Huizong of the Northern Song Dynasty, "gang" means a transportation team, often with 10 ships, called "gang"; at that time, the people commanded Huashigang were Hangzhou "Made Bureau" and Suzhou "Ying on the Bureau" and so on, and were ordered by the emperor to plunder rare cultural relics in the southeast region. Because the Huashi fleet passed by, the local people had to supply money, grain and civil servants; in some places, they even demolished bridges and carved city walls in order to allow the fleet to pass. Therefore, the people in Jiangnan often suffered a lot, especially those who were in charge of officials and soldiers taking the opportunity to extort. The families who were confiscated by flower stones were often broken, and some people sold their children and fled everywhere.

The history of the Yangtze River Fen La Uprising was caused by the harm of Huashijiao.

Seeing Zhao Hao's warm sedan chair and a huge team coming, the group of refugees' eyes shone and surrounded them all, as if they were about to rob, but they all stopped timidly, with a pleading look in their eyes.

"Young master, noble son, buy my granddaughter. Her parents are gone. Just give her food and don't starve to death."

"Young Master, I bought my son. He is more savvy than a dog and can do any job."

"Young Master, my daughter is very well-behaved. I can't make a mistake when I bought it as your maid, just have a consistent amount of money."

...

Those men, women and old men timidly promoted their children, their eyes full of begging and hope.

Damn, this world is so miserable...

However, for the sake of merit, Zhao Hao put in a lot of effort in advance. Before coming to the market, he had already sent someone to sweep two bun shops - of course, he paid, and then brought three or four big bags over.

"Don't be crowded, don't panic. Our young master is kind today. There are hot buns, everyone has a portion, and you can fill your stomach first."

Seeing Zhao Hao being surrounded by the group of refugees, the fat slave Liang Lie hurriedly raised a large bag of buns high. The bag was still steaming, revealing the white buns as white as jade.

In an instant, Zhao Hao heard a series of low, creepy sounds, which were the tragic saliva swallowing sounds from his throat, which made Zhao Hao feel very uncomfortable.

Although he was just a loser in his previous life, he had never seen anyone with such a cunning voice, a cunning expression, and a cunning look when he saw food...

Hulala ~

More than a hundred men, women, young and old all surrounded them, like a group of hungry wolves. The fragrance emitted by the hot buns almost made them lose their minds. In their eyes, in their world, there were only the white buns, and nothing else existed.

"Wait, those who act rashly will die!"

Suddenly, a loud thunderous sound exploded from the sky, shaking everyone's eardrums. The refugees who were running wildly stopped and looked here in horror. They gradually calmed down and showed a timid expression.

Zhao Ji held a long sword in his hand, standing majestic between Zhao Hao and his party and the refugees, like an iron tower, with invisible murderous aura all over his body, and the sharp blade in his hand flashed with a cold light, which was daunting.

"Line up and come one by one, and you will have a share. You must be aware of it. Those who dare to jump into the line will sell their legs on the spot!" Zhao Yi's voice was so cold that it was full of terrifying atmosphere. Coupled with his cold expression and the sharp sword in his hand, it completely shocked the group of refugees who were crazy about food.

Zhao Hao looked up and saw more than a hundred people rushing towards him. Many slow-running children were squeezed to the ground. Some had been stepped on several steps and were crying loudly. If Zhao Ji had not stopped shouting, someone would have been stepped on or even stepped on to death.

In an instant, Zhao Hao was full of respect for the man who looked cold-faced.

The refugees were stunned for a moment, and then slowly lined up timidly. The child who fell to the ground was also helped up. Zhao Hao let out a sigh of relief in his heart.

The hot buns, three adults and two children, were all given a portion, and they were distributed in a short while.

Some people ate voraciously, ate half of the bun in one bite, and coughed, while others were reluctant to eat a little bit or chew it little bit... They were so eccentric that all refugees were focusing on the buns at this moment, and nothing else could affect their minds.

Zhao Hao felt a little stuck in his heart, but what made him happy was that the merit value finally increased.

Three hundred buns temporarily solved the belly problem of more than one hundred people, and increased the merit value and reputation value by 515 points. The total merit value is 615 and the reputation value is also 615.

This is also the first pot of gold that Zhao Hao earned - the first merit value.

To count it, if you invite a hungry refugee to have a full meal, you can increase your merit and reputation by 5 points.

"Forexchange the Prajna Heart Sutra, 500 points of merit."

"Successfully practicing the Heart Sutra of Prajna, the host's health value increased by 1, and the next time it was 9 days, 23 hours, 59 minutes and 59 seconds."

Zhao Hao felt a warm current surge in the five internal organs and six lungs, and then slowly disappeared. The feeling of endless comfort was just too short...

After two incense sticks, the refugees finally filled their stomachs, and their faces gradually became bloody. The eyes of Zhao Hao looked at Zhao Hao full of gratitude, and many people bowed to Zhao Hao.

"Every household is arranged well, no mistakes must be arranged. Our young master will be rewarded."

As the fat slave Liang Lie sounded, the refugees who filled their stomachs were obviously much more qualified than before. They soon dragged their children and daughters with clear boundaries to form groups, and there were 41 households.

Zhao Hao nodded with satisfaction and waved to Liang Lie.

Liang Lie knew it and shouted loudly and loudly in a tone like selling dog skin plaster: "Dear fellow villagers, congratulations to everyone, Mr. Zhao, today, is kind-hearted and rewarded each household with two stale money, but those who receive the reward must return to their hometowns and cannot sell themselves in Jiangning City, otherwise the reward will be collected."

Two jin of money is not much, but it is enough to buy two stones of white rice. Just eat it casually and add wild vegetables to support it until the autumn harvest time.

After Liang Lie finished speaking, the audience was silent and the refugees were stunned.

After a long time, a burst of cheers of surprise came from the crowd. Under whom, the refugees fell to the ground one after another.

"Thank you, my son, for your kindness and kindness."

The heart-felt choking sound was so shaking to a later generation.

Looking at the men, women, young and old kneeling all over the ground, those grateful faces from the heart, Zhao Hao suddenly felt that even if the merit value could not be increased, it would be a waste of his trip.

"Let's wait!"

Just as Zhao Hao calmed down a little and was about to ask Zhao Ji and others to untie the wallet and distribute the reward, a sudden shout came from the side.
Chapter completed!