The Peach Blossom Luck of Rebirth

Chapter 541 More monks and less porridge
"Okay!" Gao Shuang was very satisfied with Anise's answer. Mu Wanqing and Anise, these two beauties, both supported his career.

It is said that Li Yuanhao, Zhao Feixue, and Liu Yunxiang witnessed the shortage of food in Huaxiang City, which led to the strike of merchants.

Although they had some gold and silver with them, there was a large-scale food shortage in the Jingtian Dynasty, and they couldn't buy food even if they had money. People were panicked, and many people died in the wilderness.

Li Yuanhao, Zhao Feixue, and Liu Yunxiang were also threatened by hunger. When the three of them were starving and were about to be unable to support themselves, they happened to pass by the gate of Jishitang branch in Huaxiang City.

At this time, there was a sea of ​​people, and many refugees and disaster victims gathered here.

What are you doing?
"Master Liu! Let's go in and take a look! Zhao Feixue and I can't move anymore!" Li Yuanhao said weakly, at this time Zhao Feixue was also dizzy, like a gust of wind, could blow herself down.

"Yes! Young Master!" After Liu Yunxiang finished speaking, he squeezed into the crowd with all his might.

"Everyone, don't panic! Everyone, don't crowd! Everyone has a share! Everyone has a share!" said a brother from Jishitang.

But the crowd is still very crowded. After all, a large pot of porridge was set up in front of the branch hall of Jishitang, but the people who came to drink the porridge continued like waves. One group finished the porridge, and the second group quickly filled it up. .

Ji Shitang's brothers were so tired that their backs ached, but seeing the blushing faces of these porridge drinkers, Ji Shitang's brothers were very happy.

However, a pot of porridge is far from solving the problem. The supply exceeds demand, and there are too many refugees. A pot of porridge cannot solve the problem at all.

Liu Yunxiang saw the free porridge, and thought that Li Yuanhao and Zhao Feixue were dizzy from hunger, and the emperor and concubine were so hungry. If they don't eat, they may be in danger!

So he stretched out his hand, raised the big bowl, and said to a brother in Jishitang, "This brother! Please help me! My young master and young lady are really hungry! Please help me fill a bowl!" "

But the brother was too busy, so he just said to him: "Let's line up at the back! It's just a word! Everyone has a share! Everyone line up!"

Liu Yunxiang was very disappointed. If this is a queue, how long will we have to wait!

In the midst of despair, a voice appeared: "Refugees who need porridge the most come to the front! Porridge is running out!"

Liu Yunxiang looked forward and heard everyone shouting: "Wow! It's Miss Anise! Miss Anise is back among us!"

"Miss Anise is not dead! That's great! That's great! It's true that good people get rewarded!" A refugee applauded.

Liu Yunxiang then rushed forward, but when he first rushed to the front, the person in front of him happened to be filled with a bowl of porridge with fennel, and Liu Yunxiang was gone.

"The porridge is over! Please don't panic! We will make another pot of porridge!" Fennel's words made everyone calm down, but after a while, the crowd became commotion. It turned out that some people fainted from hunger.

Fortunately, several brothers from Jishitang were present, and quickly poured down a bowl of ginger syrup that had been prepared long ago, only then did these fainted refugees wake up.

A pot of porridge is cooking, but the crowd is in a panic. They are fighting for a powerful position, and it is a front position. Some people even curse and fight each other in order to drink the porridge earlier. This is an extremely unsightly phenomenon.

(End of this chapter)