Talk about bragging, why do you really have the qualifications of a great emperor?

Chapter 46 Whose family provides disaster relief, please eat pork stewed vermicelli?

The sun rises.

Wang Xiu opened her eyes and woke up from the meditation.

Clang~
Clang~
Clang~
The Dark Blood Zhuxian Sword placed on the bedside was trembling at this moment, conveying the emotion of 'hunger and thirst' to Wang Xiu.

Wang Xiu:? ? ?
It's so early in the morning, what's wrong with Xiaojian?
wait~
Why is there such a strong smell of blood in the air?

Wang Xiu's pupils shrank slightly.

The monks in the trance state forget things and self, and unless there is a situation that threatens their own safety, their perception of the surrounding situation will be slightly reduced.

now.

He broke away from the state of meditation, and immediately smelled a strong smell of blood.

"Could it be that the ghost got out of control and started killing?"

Wang Xiu couldn't help but have this idea in his heart, but soon overturned himself.

"It's not human blood."

Wang Xiu muttered to herself, as a Taoist disciple who often went down the mountain to perform tasks, Wang Xiu was quite sensitive to the smell of human blood.

at this time.

The strong smell of blood in the air is not human blood, it should be the blood of some kind of livestock.

"You idiot~!"

Wang Xiu picked up the Underworld Blood Execution Sword by the bedside, and scolded with a smile: "A dignified spiritual weapon, why is it so promising, even the blood of ordinary animals is greedy..."

wait!

Who said that spirit weapons cannot drink the blood of ordinary animals!
In Wang Xiu's mind, it was like a thunderbolt struck, suddenly enlightened, as if the door to a new world had been opened.

Yes!

The Dark Blood Execution Sword can swallow the blood essence to grow stronger, but who said it can only swallow the blood essence of humans and monsters?

Blood from pigs, cattle, sheep, etc., although the aura and essence contained in it are thinner, but it is cheap and large in quantity!

Not enough for one barrel?
If one barrel is not enough, ten barrels are enough, and if ten barrels are not enough, hundreds or thousands of barrels are needed!
You know, how cheap pig's blood is in the mundane world, you can buy one catty for two pennies, and five hundred catty for one tael of silver.

1000 spirit stones are 1000 taels of gold and 1 taels of silver.

If it is used to buy pig blood and the like, you can buy 500 million catties of pig blood. As long as the supply is sufficient, you can feed this sword to death!

thought here.

Wang Xiu's heart couldn't help getting hotter, and she followed the position sensed by the Mingxue Zhuxian sword and shot away with Yujian.

……

Maple City.

In He's Slaughterhouse, big fat pigs were tied up and sent to the slaughtering table.

Hundreds of big butchers, like killers without emotion, repeated the process of killing pigs and chopping meat over and over again, skillfully and neatly.

"guys!"

"Good job!"

He Yuanwai, who was young but had already had a big belly, wandered around the slaughterhouse, smiling all over his face and saying, "My father's first seven years have passed, congratulations!"

"From now on, I will be the member, and I will be the master."

"My staff will be in various places in Fengcheng, open sheds for disaster relief for seven days, and the people in the city can eat and drink for free, big white rice, big steamed buns, pork stewed vermicelli."

"Leave them all to eat!"

"Also, the wages of the guys who work overtime these days are doubled, and each of them will be given a big pork knuckle."

The voice just fell.

All around suddenly sounded, the congratulations of the guys thanking Dade, it was definitely from the heart.

"Extraordinary atmosphere!"

"Grandfather, you are a great man!"

"No wonder the He family ranks first among the four major families in Fengcheng."

"Just like you, you deserve to be the richest man!"

……

Listening to the compliments and flattery from his subordinates, He Yuanwai felt flattered.

but.

He soon saw a sword light coming from the sky, and when the sword light fell to the ground, it turned into a white-clothed boy, who else could he be if he wasn't the king?

"Sigh~"

He Yuanwai shivered, shook his head quickly and said: "Everyone, don't thank me, if you want to thank, thank Taoist Wang Xiu!"

"Wang Daochang is a true disciple of the Sanqing Immortal Sect, a true immortal."

"He helped my father save and practiced. He was virtuous and honest, and he didn't ask for anything in return. After repeated pleadings from outsiders, he still refused to accept the gift of a thousand taels of gold."

"of course."

"In the end, Daoist Wang was still moved by the sincerity and filial piety of others, and accepted my He family's golden thousand taels, but he didn't want it for himself."

"Daoist Wang Xiu decided to use this golden thousand taels to open a shed to make porridge, buy medicines for free consultations, and contribute to the poor people in the city."

"Come on! Let's applaud Sanqing Immortal Sect and also Taoist Master Wang Xiu!"

Immediately.

From all directions in the slaughterhouse, the cheers of the butchers rang out.

"Color~!"

"Color~!"

"Color~!"

……

Good guy.

I asked you to open a shed to make porridge and help the poor people. Is this how you help?

Looking around the slaughterhouse, the corners of Wang Xiu's mouth twitched slightly. There must have been at least 2000 pigs of pork piled up like a mountain!
The released pig's blood, bucket after bucket, if all poured into the pond, would be enough to form a small pond.

No wonder the Dark Blood Zhuxian Sword couldn't help being excited, even clanging.

indeed.

In principle, pig's blood is not to be regarded with this kind of spirit weapon, but the pig's blood given here is really too much!

"Stop!"

Wang Xiu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, her anger sank to her dantian, and she said like thunder, "Don't kill me yet."

Immediately.

The entire slaughterhouse was stunned, and everyone looked at Wang Xiu with puzzled faces.

He Yuanwai also scratched his head: "Master Daoist, what's wrong!"

Wang Xiu said helplessly: "Is this a preparation to invite all the people in Fengcheng to eat pork?"

Member He smiled and said, "Where is where?"

"Where is such a layman, how can he have such a compassionate heart?"

"The golden thousand taels belong to the Taoist priest, so it is naturally you, the Taoist priest, who invites the whole city to eat pork."

He Daren dare not covet Wang Xiu's favor.

after all.

He was beaten up badly by his father yesterday, if Daoist Wang holds grudges in his heart, he will call his father back to talk about the old days.

Just think about it!
……

Is this the point?
The corner of Wang Xiu's mouth twitched slightly: "I'm talking about opening sheds for disaster relief!"

"It's not about inviting the whole city to a feast."

He Yuanwai took it for granted: "Yes! Open a shed for disaster relief, I listen to you, and invite the poor people in the city to eat white rice and big white steamed buns!"

"and also."

"Our He family is the largest professional pig farmer with a radius of hundreds of miles, raising a full 10,000+ pigs. My He family is responsible for the supply of pork in several surrounding cities!"

"Master!"

"I dare say that if you look at the dozen or so cities around you, there is absolutely no one that is so generous, using pork stewed vermicelli for disaster relief!"

"How about it, Taoist priest, this kind of disaster relief treatment will not insult your status as a true disciple of the immortal sect!"

Yuanwai He was full of pride, and he patted his chest proudly.

I will really thank you!
After looking at Yuanwai He for a while, I found that this guy didn't seem to have any bad intentions, he was really stupid.

Wang Xiu sighed: "How can you put on a show for disaster relief?"

"Outsiders, can you count how many permanent residents there are in Fengcheng, and how many refugees have escaped from other places?"

He Yuanwai:? ? ?

Seeing the situation, the old housekeeper next to him explained: "There are more than [-] permanent residents in Fengcheng, and about [-] refugees who have fled from other places."

Wang Xiu nodded: "A thousand taels of gold and ten thousand taels of silver sounds like a huge sum of money."

"However, based on the calculation of pork at 50 Wen per catty, one tael of silver can only buy 20 catties of pork, and ten thousand taels of silver is only 20 catties of pork."

"With 20 catties of pork, more than 80 people are invited to eat pork stewed vermicelli for seven days. Is this meat enough?"

He Yuanwai counted with his fingers for a long time, but his face was still dazed and dazed.

"No... isn't it enough?"

(End of this chapter)