The Peach Blossom Luck of Rebirth

Chapter 533 Everyone Stands Up: Sharing Blessings
"Ji Shi!" All the brothers replied in unison.

"Yes! Help the world! Save the world!" Gao Shuang said firmly.

"But! Brother! We also need food! We can't let any of the brothers and sisters in Jishitang be like Miss Fennel again!" Mai Dong said anxiously.

"Mai Dong! Of course I have considered the basic necessities of my brothers! This way! We still have a way out! As I said! Brothers follow me! We eat together, we wear the same clothes, we have the same blessings and share the difficulties!" Gao Shuang Sincerely.

One sentence made the brothers stop talking.

Gao Shuang loudly announced to the [-] refugees: "Jishitang and the branch of Jishitang are offering porridge for a week in order to help more refugees! Please tell each other!"

"Quickly kowtow to Hall Master Gao!"

All the refugees kowtowed to Gao Shuang, and Gao Shuang quickly motioned everyone to get up, saying, "The first pot of porridge should be born from the main hall of Jishitang!"

"Good!" Amidst the cheers of the crowd, Mai Dong and other Ji Shitang brothers began to act.

Only then did I know that my boss used the way of distributing the food, and I had to admire Gao Shuang.

Gao Shuang said to Mai Dong: "When serving porridge, don't forget to add some Chinese herbal medicine, which can not only satisfy hunger, but also improve the body's resistance to disease! Make a combination of medicine and food!"

"Brother! Don't worry! This matter is on me! From today on, I will tell the brothers in the 36th branch to split up quickly!"

"Mai Dong! Well done!" Gao Shuang nodded in satisfaction and said, "If you have any problems, please report to me anytime!"

After Mai Dong said "Yes!", he led a few brothers out of Jishi Hall and carried out ten cauldrons. The brothers immediately set up the pots and cooked porridge according to Mai Dong's instructions.

The firewood below was burning more and more vigorously. The three thousand refugees watched the red flames licking the bottom of the pot.

"smell good!"

The refugees all said intoxicatedly.

Soon, the porridge was cooked, and the brothers of Ji Shitang began to serve porridge for everyone.

Each refugee lined up in ten teams, 300 people in each team, exactly 3000 refugees, and stood in front of the ten cauldrons without a trace of disorder, because the refugees all believed that Jishitang would give them an average share of food. .

The refugees who received the porridge drank the fragrant porridge and were full of praise.

An elderly man in his fifties was dying of hunger. A young man received a bowl of porridge, but instead of drinking it himself, he brought it to the elder and said, "Master, drink it!"

The elder smelled the porridge, and hadn't eaten for three days. He opened his eyes with difficulty, his lips trembling, and the young man took a mouthful of the porridge. While eating, the elder said, "Teacher! Good disciple!"

When Gao Shuang saw this, he suddenly remembered something. He filled two big bowls of porridge, packed them in two bamboo cages, and walked into Jishi Hall.

"Brother Shuang! Where are you going?" A sweet voice asked.

Gao Shuang turned around, it was fennel.

"Xiang'er! The two masters haven't eaten yet?"

"Oh! That's right! Where's Master? I'll go with you!" Fennel said.

Gao Shuang nodded, and followed his master to a mountain behind the backyard of Jishitang.

(End of this chapter)