The Silly Alchemist

Chapter 262 Chopsticks float (2

Many people are like this. They have this heart, but they don't have this ability. So many refugees can be resettled. They can give some food at this time. In fact, it is a snow.

The reason why these refugees can get here is actually because of the good deeds of some cities, so that they can get a little relief and can continue to go on.

After all, in this world, bad people have, good people also have

"Drinking porridge, drinking porridge, I am so hungry..." Ye Lang suddenly found out that he had not eaten for a long time. Now that such porridge is in front of him, he naturally has to eat in the past.

For eating, Ye Lang is never picky, because the mother said that wasting food will be sinned, it is a sin, of course, this mother is his original world.

Long Anqi does not know this, she is a princess, although her princess may be different, but the same will not worry about eating, there will be no such awareness.

Ye Lang ran to the place where the porridge was served, went to pick up a bowl of porridge, and then drank it. At this time, although the body was wearing good clothes, but the wind and dust all the way, plus contact with some people, it changed. It is almost the same as the refugees. The difference is that his clothes are still intact and the clothes of the refugees are somewhat damaged.

On the road, Ye Lang once saved a few refugees who are dying. It is natural to treat them with his medical skills. This also makes everyone know that the son he is following is still a doctor, but they do not know. What is the medical skill of this son?

At this time, watching Ye Lang drinking porridge, many people are not in the heart

If I was seen by Ye Lanyu and others, especially Xiao Xiaoying, I don’t know if I would cry. They always regard Ye Lang as a baby, and Xiao Xiaoying is preparing the best food for him every day. Now he wants Suffer from such suffering

For them, Ye Lang’s eating this porridge is a bitter, a bitter unacceptable

However, this is not a porridge for saving people. How many people want to eat a bite has no chance, but Ye Lang is a little different. He did not need to suffer from this.

"Gongzi, how can you drink this..." Someone said with a heartache, heartache and wave, even like themselves, drinking porridge for the refugees.

And this is because these people have separated his food.

"Can't I drink? But I am hungry..." Ye Lang took the bowl of porridge. He was a little confused. He couldn't understand why he couldn't drink. Isn't this anyone can drink?

Obviously, he made a mistake and thought that others would not let him drink this bowl of porridge.

"No, it can't be, just..." At this time, the refugees could no longer express their own ideas, and they couldn't find words at all to explain the situation.

When they heard Ye Lang say hungry, they found that Ye Lang had never eaten anything since he met himself. However, these people never found this.

"The son, don't let you drink, just, you should eat better, you should not drink this with us." The black skinny said.

"It's okay, it's a good thing to fill your stomach. But this porridge reminds me of a word..." Ye Lang shook his head after drinking the porridge.

"What?" The people are puzzled.

"The chopsticks floated and the head fell to the ground," Ye Lang said.

"?? What do you mean?" The hoarse voice of the black and thin people sounded, instead of asking everyone to ask this question.

"This is a story. It is also the age of famine. The court set up a porridge factory to make porridge disasters, but some porridge factories made porridge like broth, so the supervision officials were angry and ordered that if the chopsticks sink in the porridge, then it would be Let the responsible officials fall to the ground." Ye Lang looked at the porridge and said.

"Understood" everyone understands, and understands why Ye Lang remembers this sentence, because this porridge in front of the eyes is considered to be porridge, but it will play the word to the extreme. .

At this time, the porridge man did not speak. From his eyes, he could see an anger, but he was afraid to speak.

"There is better than nothing, what are the requirements of a group of refugees?" The former stalker continued to say, and he also looked disdainfully, "The son? Hey, the son of the public..."

For everyone's name for Ye Lang, these people have also noticed that they do not understand that there are people who are called sons in this, it seems to be joking with themselves.

Look at Ye Lang’s dress, they are even more certain about this.

At this time, Xiaorui is still in the crowd, because Ye Lang has not controlled her, otherwise these people may believe that Ye Lang is a son and an ordinary son.

Rui is protected by the leaf wave, it is spotless, whoever sees her will think she is a good show

"You dare to insult the son" A group of people are angry, they can not allow someone to disrespect Ye Lang, especially when this is a mess they moved.

"? Isn't he insulting you?" Ye Lang confused, "Isn't you just calling your people?"

"..."

Hey, Master, can't you hear it?

"Forget it, you should drink the porridge here first, don't waste food." Ye Lang said to the crowd, although he does not mind spending some money to buy a little, but so many porridge here can not be wasted.

Still, the waste of food is not good.

In the vicinity, those who are hungry, they agree with this, so they are prepared to eat the porridge first, and then have the strength to settle with these people.

All of a sudden, thousands of people drank all the porridge...

At this time, the former squatter clap his hands and prepare to return to the city. Because he is finished with the task today, he does not have to sit here and be sun-drenched, and he seems to disdainfully despise it. Ye Lang and others.

Then, Ye Lang said a word, let him stop...

"Going into the city"

what? Going into the city? Did I get it wrong, these people still want to enter the city? The man stopped and looked at Ye Lang unexpectedly. He saw that there was no expression fluctuation on Ye Lang’s face. It was very dull and seemed to say a very dull thing.

Yes, it is a dull thing. This is normal for Ye Lang.

"You can't enter the city when you stand up. Didn't you hear me?" The small town official shouted. In theory, he should be an official. Although he may be a small official, he is also an official.

From his attitude, it is obvious that this small official belongs to the kind that looks down on people. To be precise, it is to look down on civilians, not to mention Ye Lang.

Of course, if Ye Lang is a person, then this attitude is completely different.

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