Quick travel: The host stabbed himself when he became ruthless

Chapter 358 The God of Wealth

Looking at Ming Yuejiao's expectant little face, Ye Xingchen's heart has long been soft.

"Okay, I bought this roast chicken." Then he said to the boy following him, "Yongnian, pay for this roast chicken."

"Yes, young master!" Yongnian took out some broken silver from his arms and handed it to the shopkeeper.

"Thank you, General Ye!" Ming Yuejiao looked at Ye Xingchen with sparkling eyes, "You are really a good person."

Then, as if he thought of something, the light in his eyes gradually disappeared, and he lowered his head dejectedly, as if his whole person had lost his vitality.

"What's the matter?" Seeing the little girl with sad eyebrows and eyes, Ye Xingchen asked puzzledly, "Didn't you already buy roast chicken for your brother, why are you even more unhappy?"

"Young master Ye, you don't know. None of the beggars in the ruined temple have eaten roast chicken. I'm afraid that the roast chicken will be snatched away before it enters my brother's mouth."

"Sister Ming, don't worry, even if I risk my life, I will protect this roast chicken." Standing aside, Xiao Yuan clenched his fists and said with red eyes.

General Ye Xiao, who had never seen suffering in the world, was shocked and asked in disbelief.

"Have you never eaten roast chicken?"

Ming Yuejiao showed a desolate smile on her face, "We beggars are born with low lives. It is a blessing from God to survive. How can we dare to ask for other things? We feel happy just by smelling the aroma of these roast chickens." Yes, if we can have a bite, we are willing to die immediately."

Ye Xingchen, who grew up in rich clothes and fine food, did not know that there are people in this world who are living such a miserable life.

Compassion overflowed in an instant, "How many beggars like you are there in the ruined temple, I will give each of you a roast chicken."

"Ten!" Ming Yuejiao said excitedly, and then secretly winked at Xiao Yuan.

After the meeting, Xiao Yuan immediately knelt in front of Ye Xingchen and said with a choked voice.

"Thank you, General Ye, for your great kindness. I will kowtow to you three times on behalf of the beggar in the ruined temple."

After finishing speaking, he was ready to knock his head on the ground.

"What are you doing?" Ming Yuejiao hurriedly stopped Xiao Yuan from kowtowing, "General Ye is the reincarnation of a Bodhisattva, and he does good deeds for the sake of happiness. You kneel and worship like this, it's not for no reason that you underestimate Ye. The little general's mind, get up quickly, if this happens again, General Ye may not be happy."

Ye Xingchen, who was originally enjoying Xiao Yuan's thank you, blushed when he heard Ming Yuejiao's words, coughed lightly, and said in embarrassment.

"That's right, it doesn't have to be like this. I don't like people kneeling and worshiping me the most. I do good deeds just to make me happy. You don't have to take it to heart!"

Then, as if feeling embarrassed, he hurriedly turned his head and said to the shopkeeper.

"Boss, I want all the grilled chicken in your shop, wrap them up!"

"Good!" the shopkeeper said with a smile, "General Ye, wait a moment, I'll wrap it up for you right away."

While waiting for the roast chicken, Ming Yuejiao kept looking at Ye Xingchen's clothes with envious eyes, so strong that he couldn't ignore it.

"Why are you staring at my clothes?" Ye Xingchen looked at his clothes uncomfortably, "Is there something wrong?"

Hearing his question, Ming Yuejiao looked away hurriedly as if she had done something wrong, and said anxiously.

"No, I just think your clothes are so beautiful, I can't help but stare blankly, I've never seen such beautiful clothes before."

Then the eye sockets began to turn red, and her voice trembled a little.

"My poor dying brother never wore a neater dress."

After finishing speaking, he realized that he had lost his composure, and quickly wiped away the teardrops from the corners of his eyes with his hands, and said guiltily.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have told you this. Although winter is coming, we don't have thick clothes to wear, and we don't have thick quilts to cover, we will definitely freeze to death, but you have helped us so much, and we are very grateful , if we are lucky enough to survive this winter with this tattered clothes and yellow grass, we will definitely repay you."

The soft and soft voice came to Ye Xingchen's ears with despair and helplessness, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

His eyes fell on the little girl's tattered clothes. It was really difficult for such thin and tattered clothes to survive the cold winter.

"Yongnian, go and buy some thick clothes for the two of them, plus two quilts!"

"There are others in the ruined temple!" Ming Yuejiao hastily reminded her.

"Yes." Ye Xingchen didn't think too much, nodded and said, "There are also beggars in the ruined temple, you prepare some thick clothes and quilts for them too!"

"Yes, young master, I'll do it now." Yongnian saluted.

"General Ye, you are such a good person!" Ming Yue said sincerely with her petite face.

Hearing the little girl's words, Ye Xingchen felt a special sense of accomplishment in his heart!
"General Ye, the roast chicken is ready." The store owner tied up all the packaged roast chickens and handed them to Ye Xingchen.

After taking the roast chicken, he lifted it in his hand, it was quite heavy.

"These roast chickens are a bit heavy, let me carry them back for you!"

A Yuan, who was standing beside Mingyuejiao, was very nervous. If Ye Xingchen were to follow them back to the ruined temple, he would find out that Mingjie lied to him.

In fact, there is no seriously ill brother at all!

"General Ye is busy with business, let's keep these roast chickens by ourselves!" Ming Yuejiao said with a stiff smile on her face.

Ye Xingchen, who finally did a good deed today, is feeling proud of himself!
A good man will do his best to send the Buddha to the west, and he will send these roast chickens himself no matter what.

Looking at the young man in front of her who looked like the silly son of the landlord's family, Ming Yuejiao sighed silently in her heart.

He winked at A Yuan and said, "A Yuan, hurry up and call the beggars back to the ruined temple. General Ye will personally distribute roasted chickens, clothes and quilts to everyone!"

"Okay, Sister Ming, I'll go find them." After saying that, he hurried towards the street.

"There's no need to mobilize people so much, I just put things in the ruined temple." Ye Xingchen said nervously.

"Yes, you treat us so well, we always want to see what our benefactor looks like."

Looking at the little girl in front of her who is not as long as her own legs, she is obviously emaciated and pitiful, but she has an aura that cannot be underestimated.

What a strange little girl!
"Brother Afu, get up, the God of Wealth is coming to our ruined temple." A Yuan said to the boy lying on the ground pretending to be sick.

(End of this chapter)