The extraordinary daily life of people with super powers

According to her, Tang Ansheng temporarily got some information.

"The bread that this superpower [Turning Stone into Bread] turns into seems to be random."

"They are all the more common types, such as rye bread, toast bread, sponge bread, etc."

"The texture of the bread seems to be related to the price of the item before it changed."

“The higher the price, the better the taste.”

Of course, for the people here, even ordinary whole-grain bread is a first-class delicacy.

This is also the reason why Tang Ansheng asked Yu Shanshan to come and try the food.

After all, she is the daughter of a big and powerful sect. She must have eaten a lot of good things and has a certain ability to distinguish.

If Song Qingshan were to try it, the result would probably be like this, "I can't tell the difference. They all taste the same and are delicious."

"But how is this price determined?" Tang Ansheng was thinking.

The first bread was made with a broadsword. Whether in the Great Xia Dynasty or in his original world, its price must be higher than that of stones, sand and the like.

But if something is extremely precious in his original world but ordinary in this world, how will the bread taste like?

If in the future the price of a stone is set equal to the same weight of gold, and the Great Xia Dynasty and even the world recognizes it, then what will the bread made from this stone taste like?

There are too many and complicated things to consider, and they cannot be solved at the moment.

"Senior, can I...can I eat?" Song Qingshan said tremblingly. He felt so hungry that his heart was uneasy.

Tang Ansheng knew at a glance that this guy had low blood sugar, so he nodded and said, "Eat."

Now make sure that all the bread that has been transformed is edible, and the rest can be dealt with later.

"Give these to them."

Tang Ansheng pointed at a big stone and tapped it lightly, and a loaf of bread weighing dozens of kilograms came out of the oven.

"Remember not to let them choke. Get the tea from inside the house." Tang Ansheng gestured, "Each person can only eat this much."

Without even looking, he knew these women had been starving for a long time, and if they ate too much, they would be in danger of death.

"Okay, okay." Yu Shanshan replied.

There were seven women in total who were rescued from prison by her and her senior brother. They were all skinny and extremely terrified.

As soon as Yu Shanshan approached, the people in front of her shrank back timidly.

But when they saw what she took out, they all rushed over recklessly like pigs fighting for food in a pigsty.

An indescribable stench instantly hit her in the face. Yu Shanshan only felt her stomach churning, and the food she had eaten before seemed to be fighting to come out of her stomach.

She managed to endure it with great difficulty, but suddenly she felt a pain on her face. It turned out that they accidentally scratched her face a few times while fighting, and bright red blood oozed out instantly.

"Don't rush, don't rush, everyone has it."

"Everyone has it."

Yu Shanshan only felt that she was being pressed to the ground, unable to resist.

It was the first time she saw someone mad with hunger.

"Senior, I..."

Song Qingshan, who was eating bread and marveling at how there could be such wonderful food in the world, saw this scene and subconsciously wanted to help.

"Hmm?" Tang Ansheng glanced at him.

"I... mean this bread is really delicious!" Song Qingshan sneered and turned around to stuff bread into his mouth.

Tang Ansheng glanced over there, just a glance, but Yu Shanshan felt that all the people who had been going crazy had calmed down and were sitting on the ground obediently.

It was as if the crazy food scramble before had never happened.

"Bring some water out of the house, and then look for some clothes for them to wear."

"From now on, these people are under your care."

Tang Ansheng said: "If anyone gets hurt again, I will cut off one of your arms."

"Repeat this process until you are chopped into a human pig."

Yu Shanshan can read and knows that "彘" means pig.

The "human pig" punishment is to chop off the victim's limbs, dig out his eyes, ears and nose, and cut off his tongue.

If handled properly at this time, the victim will not die and can be kept in a tank.

This is a very cruel torture.

"I...I will." Yu Shanshan was so frightened when she heard that her legs became uncontrollable.

Even though Tang Ansheng didn't say so, she would still take care of these people.

But now, it is more serious than taking care of one's own mother.

Song Qingshan was also trembling when he heard this, and thought that he must not offend the old...immortal, otherwise he would be turned into a human pig, which would be a life worse than death.

He would rather commit suicide than live as that kind of thing.

Tang Ansheng knew at the first sight of Yu Shanshan that this girl had been spoiled for too long.

Real-life cases told him that many bad people were spoiled by their parents or elders since childhood.

When they did bad things when they were young, their parents not only did not scold them, but instead blamed the victims. This gave the children the impression that "not only is it okay for me to do these things, I will also be rewarded."

Then the situation escalated and became irreversible.

But for Tang Ansheng, there is no such thing as pampering? Adoption? None!

If you don’t listen, you will be beaten. If you still don’t listen, you will be beaten again.

If you don't obey, you can die.

Now it seems that Yu Shanshan is quite obedient.

What? A spoiled rich girl. How can there be such a creature?

"Senior, what should we do next?" Song Qingshan had almost finished eating. He tiptoed to Tang Ansheng and began to give advice.

"I think these people should be women who got lost from the nearby villages. We can send them back." Song Qingshan said.

He accompanied his junior sister down the mountain for training, and when they passed by here, he naturally knew that people often disappeared in several nearby villages.

I didn't know what was going on at the time, but now I think I was caught by the mountain bandits and taken to the mountain.

Tang Ansheng looked at him and suddenly asked, "Let's not talk about whether their families are still here. Even if they are, what do you think will happen if we send them back?"

"This one……"

Song Qingshan was a little stuck for a moment.

He suddenly realized that those villagers were not like their sect's disciples, who ate and drank well every day and had money to enjoy themselves.

They have put all their energy into making a living, but unfortunately the weather was not good and there was a severe drought this year, and many crops failed.

If there is suddenly one more mouth to feed, the whole family might starve to death.

Moreover, a woman who has been captured by bandits and taken to the mountains would probably never be able to get married again.

Not only that, but you will also be subject to rumors in the village.

Even their families probably wouldn't accept them again.

"Then what should we do, senior?" Song Qingshan couldn't think of any other solution and could only ask for advice from this man who looked like both an immortal and a demon.

"Keep them in the mountains first, and wait until they are more mentally stable before asking them what they want to do."

"If they want to go home, send them home."

"If they want to find a job, help them find one."

This was the first time Song Qingshan heard the word "work", but he roughly understood what it meant. However, when he heard that he was asked to help find something, he said, "Ah, me?"

"Who else could it be but you? Why don't you ask the county magistrate here to help you arrange it?"

Song Qingshan suddenly realized: "It seems so."

The Qingshan Sect is the largest sect within a hundred miles. The Great Xia Dynasty is weak now, and the county magistrate here has to live under their control.

He is the eldest brother of the younger generation, and even the county magistrate wants to be on good terms with him.

"and then?"

"Then... help me gather people from the nearby villages. I want to build a Taoist temple here." Tang Ansheng said, "Give me money and food!"

"what?"

Tang Ansheng looked into the distance. Coming to this world, he had such super powers and saw such a tragic situation. How could he not do something big?

Yes, that’s not possible!

As the saying goes, "When the sky is murderous, the stars will move. When the earth is murderous, dragons and snakes will rise from the land."

If this man develops murderous intentions, the world will be turned upside down!

So, people in several nearby villages all knew that a true immortal had come to Zeshan and was going to build a Taoist temple on the mountain.

"Heaven's bread-bread angel, the angel who saves people from disasters on earth."

His Taoist name is "True Lord who saves suffering and saves evil".

But this "evil" is not the "evil" of "bad luck", but the "evil" of "evil people".

The local villagers don’t understand these things. They only know that people give them money and food.

That is the True Lord.

The old emperor is here, and he is also a true monarch!

Chapter 5 Tang Ansheng's Plan (k)

"Old Wood, do you think there are really immortals in the mountains? They are not lying to us, are they?"

A group of seventy or eighty people walked up the mountain in a mighty procession. Some of them were skilled people such as bricklayers and blacksmiths from the village at the foot of the mountain, while the others were young people or middle-aged and elderly people who were able to work and had rich experience and were mobile.

The people walking in the front were naturally Song Qingshan, the local village chief, and several wealthy families.

As for Yu Shanshan, she was left on the mountain because she had to take care of the rescued people.

As soon as Song Qingshan came down the mountain, he went to the nearest village and explained his purpose directly. At first, the village chief and several wealthy families did not believe what he said at all.

What immortals, what Taoist temples, they can deceive ordinary people, but want to deceive them? No way!

Moreover, there are bandits in this mountain.

It was only because the government was weak and the county magistrate did not want any trouble to arise during his tenure, and also because the mountains and rivers were long and winding and it was difficult to find the bandits' base camp, that allowed them to thrive.

Those bandits were fine with robbing passers-by, but they didn't dare to attack the village directly because it was too humiliating. Although it was the end of the dynasty, a lean camel was still bigger than a horse.

If this were to happen, no matter how much the county magistrate wanted to keep the peace, he would have to send troops to suppress the bandits.

But the other party cannot come openly. Once they go up the mountain and are caught, it is hard to say what will happen.

That’s right, the village chief and several wealthy families strongly suspected that Song Qingshan was sent by the bandits, or was in collusion with the bandits.

It was just that he looked good and dressed like a disciple of a big sect, and I didn't want to cause trouble, so I listened to what he said. Otherwise, I would have kicked him out of the village long ago.

But after Song Qingshan took out the bandit leader's head and a lot of silver, all these suspicions disappeared.

The latter in particular made them even more excited. After all, they had only seen the bandit leader on wanted posters, and who knew what he looked like in real life.

But this silver is real, and this is what it means to be blinded by money.

The old village chief acted cautiously. He first sent someone to follow Song Qingshan to the mountain to make sure that all the bandits were dead. Only then did he feel relieved and called everyone to follow him.

"How do I know if there is any? But he is willing to give money and food. He must be an immortal."

The man called "Old Wood" is one of the several carpenters in the village. His craftsmanship is considered the best, but he is like a piece of wood when working and never greets anyone who comes to him, so he got this nickname.

"But there are bandits on Zeshan Mountain." Someone said tremblingly with fear.

He didn't want to come, but the village chief said that he would get money and food if he came.

I don't think anyone can resist the temptation of such a pie-in-the-sky thing.