Maple City.
People were already standing in front of the disaster relief shed before dawn.
"look forward to!"
"I heard that Mr. He's father died. Today we are going to treat the whole city to a banquet. There will be rice, big white steamed buns, and pork stewed with vermicelli!"
"Tsk, tsk, Mr. He has been stingy all his life. It would be generous to have a son. He is really generous!"
"Good son, give me enough to eat this time!"
"Daughter, later on, you can wink at the food delivery guy and ask him to scoop out some more pieces of pork for our family!"
…
The people who were talking a lot, with faces full of happiness and expectation, all looked up at the greenhouse. It looked less like disaster relief and more like eating a banquet.
certainly.
There are also refugees who are so hungry that they are trembling at the end of the queue, hoping to receive relief food and continue to live.
However, they were covered in stench and could not get close to the team. They would be driven away with contempt by the local residents.
Even if you manage to get to the end of the queue, you will be cut in line again and again.
He was even punched and kicked by the city bullies.
can only say.
Xenophobia and bullying and fear of evil exist everywhere.
Especially in disaster relief situations like this.
after all.
Who can be a person of quality who can sacrifice his face to grab relief food from the victims? Most of them are hooligans and scoundrels.
For them, there is no moral pressure at all on oppressing refugees from other places.
"Stinky beggar, stay away from me!"
"You foreigners, you probably have the plague on you!"
"Gungun, if you get behind me again, believe it or not, I will just punch you and send you on your way?"
"Look, look, look!"
"It's the He family's motorcade, and the guys from He's wife's family are here!"
…
Under the expectant gaze of everyone, a motorcade appeared on the street. The guards on both sides were all wearing the servant uniforms of the He family, looking majestic.
However.
When the guards placed the heavy barrels in the greenhouse and then opened the lids of the barrels.
Everyone was stunned.
What was in the wooden barrel was not white rice, nor steamed buns, nor the so-called pork stewed vermicelli.
Instead, it’s a sticky, dusty thick porridge, packed with vegetables, radishes, brown rice, and...
There is also a lot of bran that only livestock can eat.
Suddenly.
All the people in line were excited!
"What the hell!"
"Didn't I say there are big white rice, big white steamed buns, and pork stewed vermicelli?"
"It's just that the pork vermicelli stewed turns into brown rice porridge. You also add bran to the porridge. Doesn't this treat people like animals? You family is bullying people too much!"
"If you don't give us an explanation today, we will surround your He family!"
"Yes! Surrounded the He family!"
…
Seeing the excitement among the crowd, it seemed that they would soon gather around and start a riot.
The servant of the He family took out a yellow talisman from his arms, tore it into pieces and threw it into the sky. In an instant, thunderbolts rang out in the clear sky, shaking everyone's eardrums.
咵咚~
The power of thunder is definitely a deterrent to the common people.
In an instant, all the unruly people covered their ears and backed away, no longer daring to block the disaster relief tent. Even the noise stopped temporarily.
"Quiet, everyone!"
The servant looked at the crowd and said calmly: "Use brown rice porridge to provide disaster relief. This is an order given by the true disciples of the Sanqing Immortal Sect. The Immortal Sect's consent has been obtained in advance."
"If you have any objections, you can go to the Sanqing Xianmen headquarters to protest."
The words just fell.
Although all the people around looked unwilling, they did not dare to be presumptuous anymore.
after all.
There is no imperial court in this world, and the major cultivating forces are divided into one party and their own affairs. The city lord and law enforcement team are all appointed by the immortal sect.
In other words, the Immortal Sect is the master of Maple City, and they have no right to disobey the laws that the Immortal Sect agrees to.
certainly.
You don’t dare to riot, but you can’t avoid whispering and complaining.
"What a bummer!"
"We agreed to stew vermicelli with pork, but it turned out to be brown rice porridge mixed with bran. That person named He is even better than his father!"
"It's so unethical to use bran and chaff to provide disaster relief. I will never buy pork from He family again."
"This kind of person will have his retribution!"
…
Looking at the people muttering in low voices, the servant of the He family said: "In addition, in order to repay the support of the fellow villagers for the He family over the years."
"Our master made a decision that went against our ancestors."
"From now on, the He family will kill 3,000 pigs and give back to the fellow villagers at an ultra-low discount price of 20%."
“And we don’t charge money, only the equivalent price of brown rice.”
"All the brown rice obtained in exchange for pork will be used to cook porridge for disaster relief and be provided to the refugees in Maple City. My He family will never keep half of it privately."
"However, there are only three thousand heads of pork that can be exchanged for brown rice, only three thousand heads!"
“While stock lasts, there won’t be any more!”
"Folks who want to change, you have to hurry up. If you go late, you won't be able to grab it."
"Buying pork at a discount can also help charity disaster relief and accumulate merit and virtue. How can there be such a good thing in the world?"
"Brothers, rush!"
20% off!
20% off!
20% off!
After hearing what the servant said, many people could not help but show emotion in their eyes.
To know.
In this era when the breeding industry is not particularly developed, pork is definitely a super delicacy.
It's real hard currency.
Ordinary people are on a blind date, and if they can bring a piece of pork to their door, they will gain a lot of face.
Swap brown rice for pork and get 20% off?
Do the math.
You can save a lot of money!
Make money with blood!
Thinking of this, everyone who was still complaining dispersed and rushed home to get brown rice.
As they walked, they were still talking and praising.
"I'll just say it!"
"This young member He is a promising man, much better than his father."
"20% off, that's 20% off! When Mr. He celebrated his fiftieth birthday, the pork was only 95% off."
"I haven't eaten pork for several months. This time I'll take advantage of the price reduction and start eating meat!"
…
In just a few moments, all the people who were still gathered in front of the disaster relief tent disappeared.
There were only a few ragged refugees left, standing far away, looking longingly at the pot of gray rice porridge and swallowing their saliva.
"Brothers, why are you still standing there? Come and have some porridge!"
The servants of the He family showed smiles on their faces and handed over bowls of steaming porridge.
Hiss~
Looking at the steaming, rich and sticky brown rice bran porridge in front of them, although the smell was not pleasant, the hungry people seemed to have seen delicacies from the mountains and the sea.
After a few tentative glances at the servants of the He family, they all ate hungrily, crying while eating.
soon.
Bowls of brown rice bran porridge were finished in the hands of the victims. Looking at their eager eyes, the servants smiled and said, "I know you haven't eaten enough yet."
"But don't worry, you have been hungry for too long. If you eat too much in a short period of time, your stomach will burst."
"No locals will compete with you for porridge in the future."
"For the next half month, our He family will be here every day to distribute relief porridge to you. Remember to come and get it."
Refugee A: (╥╯^╰╥)
Refugee B: (╥╯^╰╥)
Refugee C: (╥╯^╰╥)
