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Chapter 118 Congee

Chen Jiu's purple shirt seems to be unique in love with purple. The color of Chen Jiu's clothes basically does not change all year round, because purple shirts can give people majesty.

Standing on the wall of Qingzhou Prefecture, looking at the black refugees, they were dressed in rags, their faces were full of tiredness and desire for the city of Qingzhou.

The city of Qingzhou is their hope. Perhaps they will not be starved to death if they enter the city. Not to mention being able to eat enough, at least there is no problem to survive this difficult time.

The master of Qingzhou Prefecture stood beside Chen Jiu, looking heartbroken. Behind him were a group of yamen runners with expressionless expressions.

"It's so pitiful" Yi smiled.

"It's all natural disasters, and it has nothing to do with others," said the great man of the prefecture.

"Sir, we have agreed that we took out this grain privately and had nothing to do with the state government office. I hope the yamen will not interfere. To be honest, I believe that the yamen is not a good person. At this time, every grain of grain is life-saving. If someone dares to have a dog's paw in the depths, don't blame me for chopping it up for him." Chen Jiu's voice revealed a cold feeling.

The emperor of the Prefecture did not think it was a pestle, but laughed: "I said before that you are fully responsible at this time. This is the document of the Prefecture."

Looking at the document handed over by the prefecture’s host, Chen Jiu nodded and accepted it: “Then the student will thank you for the more than 100,000 victims.”

The prefecture master raised his hand to stop Chen Jiu's words after hearing this: "This is a bad thing. It's not that you thank me for them. You don't have to pay money and work hard to help these victims. I am afraid that I have spent tens of thousands of taels of gold and millions of taels of silver. As a parent official, I can't contribute, but I ask you, a student to contribute. I am really ashamed."

Chen Jiu shook his head when he heard this: "Adults are too much. Students are part of Qingzhou Prefecture. Students work hard, so adults work hard, and there is no distinction between them."

The Lord of the Prefecture looked at Chen Jiu quietly for a while, and then turned his head: "Chen Jiudashan, from now on, there will be no one who can touch your finger as long as I am still there for a day."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Chen Jiu looked at the yamen runners behind him. Then he looked at the guy he brought with him, and a smile appeared on his lips: "Afu, is the convoy that went to another state capital to buy food back?"

"Go back to the boss's house, I came back last night," a man replied.

This man is naturally Ah Fu.

A look of compassion flashed in Chen Jiu's eyes: "Okay, okay, since that's the case, our food savings are almost the same, enough for more than 100,000 people to eat for a year. Let's prepare to serve porridge."

With a "creak", the door of Qingzhou Prefecture opened, and the eyes of all the refugees looked over, looking forward and longing.

Leading the lead was a young man, who called himself a dress. The black flat cloud boots were as crystal clear as jade and looked extremely luxurious.

Behind the boy, there were dozens of yamen runners, and there were carts. The carts were covered with iron pots and kitchen utensils. Then there were bags of grain, which was the rhythm of serving porridge.

Seeing the refugees standing up one after another, Chen Jiu took a long knife, jumped onto the cart, and could look down at everyone.

The long sword was unsheathed in an instant, and a cold sword light instantly cut through the sky, and a sword energy instantly stopped everyone.

Looking at the long hole being cut by the sword thirty steps away, Chen Jiu put away the long knife: "I am Chen Jiu. This time, the porridge is my personal good deed and has nothing to do with the state government. If you want to drink porridge, you must do your business as I told you. If it is a slight violation, the qualification to drink porridge will be deducted."

Chen Jiu used the power of a bull while speaking, and his voice was like thunder. The audience could clearly hear it, as if he was an ancient bull in the world, oppressing all living beings.

"First, you can't wait for the long line drawn by the sword energy of the country, the second, you must queue in an orderly manner, not be confused, the third, you can start queuing now, line up in front of each big pot, don't worry about not having food, I have prepared a full year of food for everyone."

After Chen Jiu finished speaking, the crowd in the distance became excited in an instant. The food for one year is so food, there is no need to worry about starving to death.

Listening to the boiling crowd, Chen Jiu temporarily stopped talking. After the voice stopped, Chen Jiu arrived: "Now, those with children are standing in front, those with elderly people are standing in front, and young and strong are at the end."

Chen Jiu's order caused a wave of fluctuations in the group, but fortunately, maybe he was too hungry. Under the trend of hunger, he stood up after three incense sticks.

Looking at the crowd of people of different heights, Chen Jiu continued: "Everyone, whether it is an adult, a child, or an elderly person, can only receive porridge once each time, twice a day, once in the morning or once in the afternoon. Do you have any objections?"

Being able to eat and not starve to death is the favor of heaven and earth. How dare you have objections?

"I'm sorry you have no objection. Anyone who has any objections will be disqualified from receiving porridge." Chen Jiu smiled coldly.

"Since you have drunk my porridge, you must listen to me. From today on, the man sleeps on the left, the woman sleeps on the right, and the couple sleeps in the middle. Anyone who finds that he commits a crime and commits a crime will be disqualified."

After saying that, Chen Jiu asked again: "Do you have any objections?"

Silent.

"Since I don't speak, I will pretend that you are gone. If I find out who doesn't obey the order, don't blame me for not speaking about the means. I will vomit as much as you eat. If you can't spit out, use your body parts as collateral." Chen Jiu's words made everyone in the audience shudder.

"From today onwards, you must not urinate or defecate anywhere. You men will make a few toilets in the area where you sleep, and then go to the woman to make a few toilets. In the future, those who urinate anywhere will be disqualified from receiving rations."

Chen Jiu's rules were like a mountain, suppressing some ulterior motives among the refugees.

"Also, women or children are not allowed to be molested. Once discovered, they will be killed on the spot." A trace of evil spirit came from Chen Jiu's words.

A little girl with dirty bodies was hiding in her mother's arms: "Mom, this big brother is so fierce."

The woman was unkempt and kept the child in her arms tightly: "Don't talk nonsense, this young man is a good man, who gives us food and tells us not to be oppressed, and is a good man. In the future, we will recite scriptures for this young man day and night and build a temple."

"Have you heard what I said clearly?" Chen Jiu asked.

It was still silent, and everyone said nothing.

Chen Jiu smiled coldly: "I need your answer. If you don't answer, there will be no food to eat today."

No matter what you say or how big it is, eating is the most important thing.

Although he was still weak, it was because he was hungry.

"Okay, okay, I'm very happy to hear you say this. In the future, anyone who violates my orders will be rewarded with one or two taels of silver as long as someone reports it. Of course, if you dare to frame others, you will be expelled immediately and lose the qualification to receive relief."

Although Chen Jiu has many rules, it is mainly to protect everyone's interests. Besides, when the big sword is in Chen Jiu's hands, everyone has to be merciless.

Chen Jiu jumped out of the grain truck and clapped his hands: "Since you are so obedient, then start cooking and cooking porridge."

With Chen Jiu's order, the guys began to pick up the stove, and bags of 100 meters were taken out and placed in front of everyone.

After a while, pieces of ribs and meat were pushed out by a car.

"That's meat" the refugees were in chaos for a moment.

"Meat porridge, what we cook is meat porridge for us."

"Thank you Mr. Chen Jiu."

"My little master is so kind."

Looking at the refugees, Chen Jiu thought for a while and said, "Everyone, quiet and quiet. In the future, we always need firewood when cooking here. You go up the mountain to fetch firewood. We buy it here and buy it at the market price. In addition, when it comes to serving porridge, we always need women. Women who are good at cooking can also come to help, and each time you are rewarded with ten cents."

Chen Jiu's words caused a stir in everyone's ears. It is absolutely unimaginable that these people who are not full of food can have the opportunity to make firewood and do odd jobs to pay back their money.

Looking at the excited refugees, Chen Jiu smiled at the corner of his mouth: "You always have to find something for you, otherwise you guys will have nothing to do if you eat enough all day long, and you should find something for me when you fight."
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