Chen Zhouheng pulled Yang Debao away from the city gate and whispered, "Mr. Yang has no young women here, I'm afraid you can go in..." His eyes winked at the queue lined up to receive the porridge.

When Yang Debao heard this, he looked at him. There was indeed no young woman, who opened her bloody mouth at the black city gate and swallowed people at any time.

"What should I do?" Yang Debao looked at him anxiously and said, "The princess was turned in. They were really dead."

"Let's ask about the situation first. Go to the city tomorrow and buy more food. Will we take a detour?" Chen Zhouheng said to him with dark eyes.

"Yeah, yeah! This is insurance." Yang Debao nodded quickly and said, "Just do it."

"Let's go, line up to receive the porridge." Chen Zhouheng took the water-bamboo tube and Xiaoshunzi, and the coachman went to queue up to receive the porridge.

Chen Zhouheng held the water bag and bamboo tube and breathed a sigh of relief, walked to the side of the carriage, "Let's retreat first, don't block others' path."

The coachman obeyed and pulled the carriage and retreated directly to the end.

"Mr. Shen, what should I do if this person has something to eat?" The coachman looked at him anxiously and said, "I can go and release the horse, but what should I do if this water?"

"When we finish drinking the porridge first, then I'll go to the porridge shed to take a look, get some water and come back to drink the horse." Chen Zhouheng thought for a while and looked at the coachman.

"Middle and middle!" The coachman responded hurriedly.

Chen Zhouheng and the others found the dead wood they had fallen and sat down, "Only water, can my son persevere?"

"I have an egg here." Chen and Qi Yaoyao said in unison.

"There are eggs, aren't you finished eating?" Chen Zhouheng said with quiet eyes looking at them.

"I left it for my son." Qi Yaoyao said with her index finger on her nose.

"I left it for my eldest grandson." Chen glanced at him and said.

"I have one more here." Chen Zhou lowered his eyes and looked at his bulging waist bag.

"Okay, I'll have enough food for my son, just hold on to the water, so I can hold on for a while." Chen Zhouheng looked at his son leaning against the carriage and said.

"My eldest grandson is no longer active, there will be no trouble!" Chen looked at Chen Zhouheng worriedly, "Heng'er, have you taken your pulse?"

"It's just hungry, there's no big problem." Chen Zhouheng sighed. He was also afraid that hunger would affect his son. "It's good if you have food."

"It's good to wait here." Qi Yaoyao looked at them with black jade-like eyes.

Qi Yaoyao was also afraid that his son would be inappropriate, so she used his true qi to protect his main organs.

"It's soon, it's soon, it's getting better soon." Chen leaned against the car window and looked at his eldest grandson with great distress. In just a few days, his chubby little face disappeared and he lost weight.

"I'll feed him some water and some eggs first." Shen Zhou jumped into the horse's carriageway.

He took the bamboo tube and fed it first. The little guy grabbed the bamboo tube and refused to let go. Gudong, Gudong drank most of the bamboo tube in one breath, and then ate two more eggs, which made him feel full.

For those who are weak in water, they can fill their stomachs in one breath, which makes them much more comfortable.

The coachman unloaded the carriage, and then led the horse to the porridge shed with the big white goose, and asked for some water to drink the horse.

"Shui is OK, but this man has to exchange it for money." The thief said as he looked up and down at Shen Zhouheng.

"There is no reason to make money in this water." The coachman glared at him angrily and said, "You are not a porridge shed, you are a porridge donor."

"That's right, but this porridge is for people to drink. Can you be the same as a horse?" The servant looked at him with a serene thought, "This man only has a bowl of porridge, and this horse probably has to use a bucket of water." He continued, "This water was also picked by us." He pointed to the way of heaven, "It's not raining, and the ground has died of drought. This water is more precious than gold."

"How much?" Chen Zhou was lazy and talked nonsense to him. The horse was unable to drink water.

"Not much, ten taels of silver per barrel." said the servant readily.

"Why don't you go and grab it?" The coachman jumped up and said furiously.

"Do you want it, we didn't force you." The servant glanced at him and said.

"I want it!" Chen Zhouheng took out some scattered silver from his purse around his waist, "That's enough!"

"Enough!" The servant held the silver in both hands and said, "Master, come here."

The servant led Chen Zhouheng and the others to the stone trough and poured a bucket of water into the stone trough, "Look at a bucket of water!"

When the horse saw the water, he couldn't wait to pierce his head into the stone trough and drank enough happily.

The big white goose, who had been in his arms, flew down from his arms like a living one, stood on the stone trough, and plunged into the water.

A horse and a goose are peaceful and just drinking water.

"Enough, enough." Chen Zhouheng looked at the horse who licked the stone trough cleanly.

The sunken boat pulled the reins horizontally, and the horse was still the same. It didn't stop until the sink was licked clean!

The sunken boat stepped forward and hugged the big white goose. The coachman took the horse back, and the coachman took the horse to find food again.

"Are you unhappy?" Qi Yaoyao looked at the dark-faced boat crossing, "It is a good thing that the horse has water to drink, which means there is no shortage of water here."

"Do you know how much money a horse costs to drink water?" Chen Zhouheng said to her with a pale face.

"This horse needs money to drink water!" Chen said in disbelief as he stared at him with a round eyes.

"Ten taels of silver for a bucket of water." Chen Zhouheng squeezed out a sentence from his teeth, "You can buy a few pigs for ten taels of silver."

"This natural disaster has become their tool for making money. It's really a geese that plucks their hair, and beasts leave their skins. They are greedy. As long as you have money to make money, you will be fearless!" Qi Yaoyao said with an ugly face, "Natural disasters and man-made disasters really don't give people a way to live."

"Your mother, I'm going to kill you."

Chen Zhouheng listened to the sharp and thin familiar voice, "It's broken!" He ran away with the sound.

When he ran over, he saw Yang Debao making a big fuss in the porridge shed, "Money, money, I'm so greedy, I'm not as crazy as you." Yang Debao cursed angrily, "You dare to make any money, but you're not afraid of having a life to make money. Are you spending it without a life to lose it?"

"It won't be a big man, you'll worry." The servant looked at him calmly and said with fearlessness, "Do you want this water?"

"If you want it." Xiao Shunzi held Yang Debao and refused to let him hit people. This thing was under the eaves and had to bow his head.

They are many people and powerful, and they are just the two of them can't beat them.

"Godfather, godfather! Calm down, calm down." Xiao Shunzi kept persuading.
Chapter completed!