Chapter 244 Rice Soup

The atmosphere became somewhat frozen for a moment.

The bandits did not move, the city defense officers and soldiers did not move, and the refugees did not dare to move.

But judging from the number of people, the number of bandits is far greater than the number of officers and soldiers guarding the city.

Although most of these bandits were simply dressed in shabby or even tattered clothing, they also had a variety of weapons and even farm tools in their hands.

If you want to attack the county seat, you might actually be able to win it.

But if they really attack, they are not bandits, but rebels.

It was obvious that these bandits also knew this and had not taken action yet.

After the three parties looked at each other for a while, the leading man of the bandits sighed again and waved away.

"If you really can't survive, you can come to Daying Mountain to ask for a meal!"

The bandit army turned and left.

After a long time, the refugees under the wall began to whisper.

At this time, a fat official came out of the city, wearing a green uniform and an official hat.

This is the magistrate of Yun County.

"Have the bandits retreated?"

the magistrate asked.

"My lord, retreat. It's the same as usual today. I just came to lure the refugees to join them."

The county captain who had been standing on the top of the city for a long time replied.

"The imperial court ordered me and other local officials to provide food for disaster relief, but where did we get the food?"

"They also asked us to suppress the bandits that are surging everywhere. Where did we get so many soldiers?"

“I can’t even support myself anymore!”

The county magistrate was very troubled and sighed.

"How much food is left in our granary? Let's divide it into porridge and distribute it to the refugees outside. Let them remember the goodness of this county magistrate!"

"Remember, the porridge needs nine parts water and one decimeter rice; in this way, we can be considered as returning our orders to the court. These refugees can go wherever they like, but they cannot be allowed into Yun County!"

The county magistrate ordered.

"My subordinates will do it now."

An official surrounding the county magistrate immediately replied.

Then a group of officials followed the county magistrate and walked down to the city. It didn't take long for calm to return and the city opened again.

At the same time, there were officials shouting, saying that Yun County's parents, Magistrate Li, cared about the people and that although the grain depot was empty, they were willing to cut down on clothing and food to help them, the refugees.

The disaster relief team soon appeared at the city gate and began to set up pots and cook porridge.

"Thank you, Magistrate Li!"

"Magistrate Li is really a good official for the people, unlike our county... Alas, those bandits just framed Magistrate Li. Fortunately, we didn't believe it..."

"God in heaven will definitely bless Magistrate Li!"

"A bandit is a bandit, so he framed an upright official of the imperial court..."

"Son, please thank County Magistrate Li quickly, we can finally eat!"

Many refugees felt grateful for a moment and cried bitterly.

Now everyone believed Magistrate Li of Yun County and completely forgot about the bandit's shouting just now.

The previous words were definitely to trick them into going up the mountain to do hard labor.

This is the inherent impression that people have on bandits.

Jiang Mu led the horse and blended in with the crowd.

Although as long as he is willing, he can know everything he wants.

But he only gathered his spiritual thoughts and remained unmoved.

While on the road with the refugees, he had thought about where to go next.

Now he had the answer in his mind.

To experience life as you have never seen it before.

His thoughts have always been on cultivation and have little connection with this secular world. meow meow ye said

The higher you stand, the less you can see below.

From now on, no matter where in the world, there are mostly mortals.

He is also one of the many living beings.

It's also great to be a spectator in this mortal world.

………

Put the rice in the pot, add water, and the aroma of the rice begins to overflow.

The gathered refugees began to swallow their saliva continuously.

After a while, the porridge was cooked.

The officials began to shout loudly, asking the refugees to line up to receive the porridge.

"Is this...is this porridge?"

The refugees near the front looked at the slightly white rice soup in the big pot with doubts on their faces.

It is said to be porridge, but it is nine parts water and one decimeter. Apart from a slight taste, it is not much different from drinking water.

"Are you questioning the magistrate of Yun County?"

“It’s very incense to drink porridge like this! Don’t look at your original county management and don’t care about you!”

The official who was sharing the porridge said fiercely.

"If you like to drink or not, the next person will be drinking if you don't!"

"Drink! I'm just dizzy from hunger for a moment. I would never dare to speak ill of the county magistrate..."

The reprimanded refugee quickly apologized.

Situations like this occur in every refugee team, and everyone only dares to whisper about it, and then no longer dares to say more.

After all, the rice soup contains rice. If you anger the adults above, you won't even be able to drink the rice soup.

When it was Jiang Mu's turn, the person sharing the porridge saw that Jiang Mu was better dressed than ordinary refugees. He was a handsome young man, and he was leading a horse. He looked good and looked good. He couldn't help but asked curiously: "Are you a refugee too?"

Jiang Mu glanced at the rice soup and said calmly: "They are refugees."

"The refugees can't even afford food, how can they afford to raise such a good horse?"

The person sharing the porridge continued to ask. He felt that Jiang Mu was rubbing his IQ.

"This horse is an ancestral heirloom in the family and I'm reluctant to sell it."

Jiang Mu also continued to reply calmly.

When the people sharing the porridge heard this, they immediately thought that Jiang Mu must be a child of a wealthy family. He could only be in his current situation because something happened and his family was in ruins.

A boy like this should be in school.

There were several officials around, responsible for maintaining order among the refugees. They also noticed Jiang Mu and his handsome horse, and kept looking over their shoulders.

"Okay, take your porridge."

The person distributing the porridge handed Jiang Mu a small bowl of rice soup, and then casually said, "Also, keep an eye on your horse."

Jiang Mu smiled and thanked him softly.

"However, no matter how good a horse is, it is not as important as life."

The person distributing the porridge added another sentence.

Jiang Mu looked at the man who had been ferocious before. He looked to be in his early forties. He was not a regular official in the government, but should be doing odd jobs.

Picking up his own porridge, Jiang Mu led the horse to find a corner to drink the porridge.

There was a faint rice taste in the mouth, but not much.

There were very few rice grains, which was considered a decoration.

After all, it was all water, and one bowl was not enough to fill the stomach.

"Dad, Mom, I'm hungry."

Next to Jiang Mu was a family of three.

Two adults with a little son of seven or eight years old.

Although the two adults gave most of their rice soup to their son, it was too watery and not enough to fill him up.

"Xiaomi, be good. Take a nap. You'll have food when you wake up."

The woman moved her dry and cracked lips and comforted him softly.

Each person can only get one bowl of porridge at a time, regardless of age.

And only two meals are provided, lunch and dinner.

The little boy looked at the refugees around him drinking rice soup.

Jiang Mu looked at the rice soup in his bowl, got up and walked over.

He didn't need food to maintain his life, but he could do some good deeds.

"Little friend, come, I'll give you some too."

Jiang Mu handed the rice soup over.

The little boy looked at his parents and then at Jiang Mu.

"You..."

The man couldn't wait to take the rice soup and thanked him: "Thank you, little brother! You just gave it to us, what else do you eat?"

Jiang smiled: "I'm not hungry."

Then the man took Jiang Mu to express his gratitude and asked him what his name was.

After eating rice soup, there was nothing to do. The man and his family of three talked to Jiang Mu about family matters and the world.

This family of three was lucky. All their relatives and friends died of starvation on the way to escape famine. Only they insisted on coming to Yun County.

At the same time, they were also unfortunate to be chosen by such a world.

. You provide the immortality of the great god Zhixiaoyuan: Start with one life, and cultivate yourself by hiding