After the three yuan and the third, the ministers angered the ceremony and the music collapsed

Chapter 209
Jiang Zhao looked at Jiuqi who was eating deliciously.

With a cold snort, she turned her head and stopped looking at him.

She was afraid that if she looked at his mean face twice, she would not be able to resist punching him.

Si Mubai and Wei Xiang watched from the sidelines and didn't stop them.

As long as Si Mubai and Wei Xiang make a move, Jiu Qi won't even be able to lick the plate, let alone eat salted chicken.

Wei Xiang looked at Jiang Zhao who was upright now, got up and went out.

When he came back again, he placed a plate of salted chicken in front of Jiang Zhao.

Jiang Zhao smiled sweetly at Wei Xiang and said, "Zhongqing, you are still welcome."

"Not like someone, hum!"

When she turned to Jiuqi, her expression turned into disgust again.

Jiu Qi ignored him, anyway, he got the last piece of salted chicken.

Jiang Zhao picked up a piece of salted chicken, shook it in front of Jiu Qi, and ate it in one bite.

While eating, he said in a beating tone.

"Oh, this salted chicken just out of the pan is delicious, unlike the one that was heated twice just now."

"Mmm, delicious and spicy."

"Come on, Zhongqing, try it too, you didn't eat much just now."

Jiang Zhao picked up a piece of salted chicken and put it into Wei Xiang's bowl.

Jiu Qi turned his head in another direction, trying not to look at Jiang Zhao.

But his saliva still swallowed again and again.

Jiang Zhao thought it was funny when he saw his gluttonous appearance.

After they finished their meal, they left Jingshui Building.

By the way, in Jingshui Building, I packed some food and went to see those homeless people in the ruined temple.

When they met a bun shop on the road, they rounded up the buns in the bun shop so that they could have a full meal.

Two big cloth bags were filled with buns and steamed buns, and they were still steaming.

Carrying two big sacks, he walked into the ruined temple.

When he came to the ruined temple, he threw two cloth bags on the ground, and Jiang Zhao shouted loudly.

"It's time for dinner, hurry up and cook."

Hearing the sound, the homeless people in the ruined temple poured out of it.

Everyone is scrambling for the front and the back, hoping to eat as soon as possible.

After all, every time Jiang Zhao and the others come, they are always generous. The dishes are all good meat dishes, and the buns are also big meat buns.

"Several gentlemen are here again. These gentlemen really want to live a long life."

"That's right, the gentlemen brought so much food again this time."

Everyone scrambles to be at the forefront and get more meals.

Jiang Zhao distributed the meat buns to these people one by one.

"Everyone has a share, don't squeeze."

Jiang Zhao saw that there were several people fighting over there, just to be able to eat two more buns.

She frowned and reminded loudly.

The steamed stuffed buns they bought were enough, and everyone here could get their share.

But no matter how much she yelled, it was useless, these people were still fighting for each other.

Jiang Zhao frowned deeply, and shouted again.

"Everyone line up, everyone will have it, don't crowd, everyone will have it."

But no one listened at all, and even a child was pushed and thrown to the ground.

The child didn't cry, and after getting up, he continued to squeeze into the crowd, wanting to line up to get the buns.

But it was quickly thrown out.

The child argued with them: "What are you doing, the gentleman said, everyone queues up, everyone will have it."

But one of the burly men did spit at him and said.

"You little brat, get the hell out of here, just eat some of the steamed stuffed buns we dropped with your small body."

As he said that, he was about to push him down again.

And the other strong men standing beside him all looked on coldly, watching his hand about to stretch out.

But this time.

Before his hand touched the child, it was grabbed by another powerful hand.

The strong man was about to look up to see who dared to meddle in other people's business.

He was glaring, wanting to see.

As soon as he raised his head, he saw Wei Xiang and Jiang Zhao standing in front of him.

And the big hand that stopped him was Wei Xiang.

He didn't expect it to be these two people, so he quickly withdrew his hand and said with a very flattering smile.

"You two gentlemen, why are you here?"

"If we don't come over, are you planning to bully this child?"

Jiang Zhao said with a cold snort.

"Where is this child, he was born with a father and no mother since he was a child, and he doesn't know the rules at all. I'm helping his dead parents to discipline and discipline him."

The strong man said while still wanting to get started.

Jiang Zhao protected him behind him.

"Why, you still want to beat him?"

The child was so frightened that he hid behind Jiang Zhao, only daring to show his small head, blinking his eyes at all this.

The strong man withdrew his hand and smiled apologetically.

"No, I just want to teach him a lesson, otherwise he will be beaten when he goes out to eat and drink in the future."

The child tugged Jiang Zhao's clothes and said timidly.

"Lang Jun, they ate all the food you sent. They hid all the rice. Every time they finished cooking the porridge, they drank it all by themselves."

"We don't have anything to eat, so we can only go out and beg. If we don't get anything, we can only go hungry."

After Jiang Zhao finished listening, he glared at them.

"Is this how you distribute the food for you?"

"No, Mr. Lang, don't listen to his lies. This kid has always been a liar since he was a child."

"Every time we finish cooking the porridge, we all eat it together. How can we monopolize it?"

Those strong men hurriedly explained and slandered the children as lying.

Jiang Zhao snorted coldly.

"Whether he lied or not, we'll know as soon as we ask."

Then he walked up to a few old, weak, sick and disabled homeless men and asked.

"When they cook the porridge, do you have a share?"

Those people all shook their heads.

"No."

"No, they all eat and drink by themselves, so how could they share it with us?"

"Yeah, every time we can only lick the porridge pot."

Jiang Zhao nodded, and asked Wei Xiang to get some buns for them.

Turning his head to look at these people coldly, he asked in a cold voice.

"You guys, what else can I explain?"

Those people were a little panicked, but they still calmed down. They didn't want to lose such a big boss.

"Lang Jun, these people just don't like us, that's why they lied and slandered us."

Jiang Zhao stepped forward and looked them up and down.

"You guys are good hands and feet, why are you begging?"

"With your strength, you can support yourself if you go out and find a job. Why do you have to compete with them here for food?"

Several people were speechless when asked.

They are born to be lazy.

The family originally had some fields, so as long as they worked hard, it was no problem to support the family.

But they are all lazy, the fields are full of weeds, and they are not seen in the fields.

(End of this chapter)