The white porridge and pickled mustard is enough, why am I wearing a royal robe?

Chapter 14 Night Encounter
The moon is at the head.

"Ah~ comfortable!"

After stretching, Liu Zhenhua felt refreshed. He lay half on the ground, looked at the moon in the sky, and recalled what happened today.

Although his arms were still a little sore, the fight was really enjoyable. The battle between dozens of people had already made him feel the adrenaline surge. He couldn't imagine what it would be like to have tens of thousands of people fighting on a battlefield with 10 people.

Thinking of this, Liu Zhenhua looked a little weird. Steel rods are very cheap and easy to use. How about forming a steel rod team?

In the first year of Chongzhen, there was an uprising army in Shaanxi. They all held five-foot magic weapons, which were made of fine iron and were indestructible.

Liu Zhenhua was yyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyly.

There was a sound of footsteps all around, and everyone gathered around Liu Zhenhua when they saw him waking up.

Liu Zhenhua patted his butt and stood up from the ground. It was already dark and there was no need to rush in the dark. Liu Zhenhua decided to rest here.

"The eight of you should be divided into two groups and take turns to keep watch. The others should sleep and do whatever they are supposed to do." The sky has completely darkened. On summer nights in this season, there is no need to set up camp at all. Sleeping in the open air is very convenient. Comfortable.

He pointed at the eight people who did not dare to come forward. Liu Zhenhua had already thought about what these people would do in the future.

After twelve o'clock, the number of prestige meals was refreshed. There were thirty people, and one person could eat a bowl of white porridge.

But for these eight people, although Liu Zhenhua would not let them starve to death, he would not let them eat enough. He would shrink back when doing things and eat the same as others. How can there be such a good reason in the world.

"Yes, master."

The eight people were pointed at by Liu Zhenhua and nodded in response. They were still uneasy, wondering if Liu Zhenhua would cause trouble for them because of what happened during the day. But now that they saw that Liu Zhenhua had no intention of accusing them, they suddenly sighed in their hearts, the immortal is indeed Yan Sheng Jiuding told them to choose by themselves.

"Master, these rebars are all here," Yang Lichao said a somewhat difficult-to-pronounce term and pointed to the rebar beside Liu Zhenhua.

22 rebars were piled together. Almost all of these rebars were stained with blood, and some had traces of minced meat. Only two rolled aside and looked cleaner.

"What are you piling up for? You still have one per person. This will be your weapon from now on," Liu Zhenhua said lazily. His mental fatigue was relieved, but there were still some aches in his body.

Shoulders, arms, legs.

"It would be nice if there was a place to wash your feet. Let's get a massage from technician No. 88."

Liu Zhenhua sighed in his heart.

When everyone heard Liu Zhenhua's words, a look of joy suddenly appeared on their faces. Such a magical weapon, they thought it would disappear after use like the dishes and chopsticks during the day.

Who knew that not only did they not disappear, the Kitchen God actually distributed these things to them.

"Thank you sir!"

Everyone shouted, they had to kneel down like that again. Liu Zhenhua was too lazy to change these people's habits. Just kneel down. Anyway, they would stand up after kneeling down, and they would feel at ease after kneeling down.

After getting up, everyone stepped forward and picked up the rebar on the ground. Yang Lichao picked up the two relatively clean-looking rebar and came to Liu Zhenhua's side.

"Master, your rebar," Yang Lichao handed a steel bar in his hand to Liu Zhenhua like a treasure.

"Did you wipe it?"

Liu Zhenhua took the rebar offered by Yang Lichao with both hands and just noticed that the two rebars were relatively clean.

Yang Lichao nodded, "To tell you what to say to the young master, when I was a gun boy, I often cleaned my gun. Now that I see such a magical weapon, I naturally don't want to let blood stains remain on it."

This kind of magic weapon must be cherished. It can be said that Yang Lichao's eyes are full of these steel sticks.

You must take it with you when you eat, sleep, or go on the road.

"You're thoughtful," Liu Zhenhua praised, and Yang Lichao also knew how to wipe his rebar.

"Yes." Yang Lichao nodded quickly. When he was a gun boy, he cleaned the young master's gun and the latter thought it was natural. Now that the reincarnation of the Stove Lord actually praised him for his thoughtfulness, he suddenly felt a little sincere and frightened.

The eight people assigned by Liu Zhenhua to watch the night were very envious when they saw this scene. These people actually had such a magical weapon.

"If I had known I would have stepped forward and captured the magic weapon."

Some people regretted in their hearts. They watched the whole process from the side. Those bandits were very fragile and vulnerable. After a battle, no one on their side was even injured.

Now these people picked up a magic weapon for nothing, how come they don't regret it.

"Huh? Someone!"

"Young Master, there is a shadow to the south!"

Some of them exclaimed, using the bright moonlight to see several figures approaching slowly from the south.

"Take your weapon."

Liu Zhenhua shouted, then stood up and quickly walked to the eight people, holding the rebar in his hand.

"There."

One person stretched out his hand and pointed to Liu Zhenhua with a wink.

Liu Zhenhua looked in the direction of the finger and breathed a sigh of relief. There were not many people in the group. It looked like there were only four or five people crowded together.

"Follow me up there and have a look," Liu Zhenhua said. He held the steel bar and walked quickly towards those people.

Everyone quickly followed up with weapons in hand, with Ren Hongli and Yang Lichao following on both sides of Liu Zhenhua.

Who knew that those shadows would actually start to turn around and stagger away.

Liu Zhenhua's expression suddenly became strange. He looked at Ren Hongli and others, and then at the rebar held by a group of them.

I understood why these figures suddenly turned around and ran away.

What a joke, in this uneven world, anyone who sees a group of people charging towards them with unknown weapons at night will choose to turn around and run away.

The escape speed of those people was not fast and even staggered a little.

A figure suddenly fell to the ground, and a tender cry came out.

Liu Zhenhua and others quickly gathered around and saw clearly the faces of these people.

The two men and two women have somewhat similar faces, so they must be a family.

The two women had beautiful faces, and looked a bit like beauties under the moonlight.

At the very least, Liu Zhenhua has not seen anyone who can compare with these two women in appearance since time travel.

Seeing the crowd gathered around them, the two men protected the two women behind them and looked at them nervously.

"We have no food or property with us, please let us go," the man looked young, about sixteen or seventeen years old. Although his hands were trembling, he still had the courage to say.

"Don't be nervous, we are not bandits and robbers," Liu Zhenhua said with a smile on his face, trying to look as kind as possible.

Seeing that the four people were all staring at the weapon in his hand, Liu Zhenhua smiled and explained, "It's for self-defense. This world is not peaceful."

Then Liu Zhenhua waved to the people around him, "Put the rebar away."

(End of this chapter)