Entering the bully's den, she changed her life by farming!

People in this street were called out by beggars.

At a glance, there were countless heads. Zhao Zhizhi calculated with some distress. Even if she treated these people as quickly as possible, she might not be able to finish it without sleep all day and night.

Furthermore, Qing Yan or Wei Shao might find her at some point. Now that she was being hunted again, it was best to return to the village as soon as possible.

Thinking of this, Zhao Zhizhi felt a headache and worried, but she had no time to think about other things. She could only waste the time and said anxiously to the people who gathered around: "I know some Qihuang techniques, and now I can I will diagnose your pulse without charge, so please follow my instructions and line up in line, with the young and old in front, women in the back, and the rest will wait in the back row."

The faces of the common people were full of despair. Zhao Zhizhi said so many words, but they could not move.

Zhao Zhizhi frowned, and was about to continue persuading, when an old man in front suddenly said: "Girl, you don't have to bother anymore, it's a gift from God that we can live until now, and we don't expect to live longer. "

Another person holding a newborn child said: "Yes, girl, even if you give us a doctor, it's useless. We don't have money to buy medicine. Besides, everyone is starving to death now, so how can we care about our health?" Are you sick?"

Zhao Zhizhi thought for a moment and realized that the food in the space had been hoarded for more than half a lifetime. It would be better to take out some and distribute it to these people, so as to rekindle their desire to live.

Thinking of this, she said to the beggar who brought the table and chairs: "Uncle, haven't I asked you your name yet?"

The beggar was startled after hearing this. When he realized what he was saying, he became a little excited and said with a vibrato, "My surname is Liao Mingyu."

Zhao Zhizhi nodded and was polite when talking to him, "Mr. Liao, please sit here and help me calm down the situation. I'll be back soon."

Although Liao Yu didn't know what Zhao Zhizhi wanted to do, he didn't ask further. He just responded calmly and sat on the chair.

Zhao Zhizhi turned around and walked a few steps, and then heard him tell the people who had not yet dispelled their vigilance: "Don't worry, everyone, I can guarantee it with my life. This girl is not Cao Zhusheng's spy. She sincerely wants to help." we."

Zhao Zhizhi nodded as he walked, "Well, Cao Zhusheng, this name sounds quite appropriate."

She walked into an uninhabited shabby house, turned her back to the door, closed her eyes, and followed her thoughts.

Soon, there were a lot of bags of coarse grains on the ground, which were filled with grains mixed with polished rice.

She could easily take out the food from the space, but what excuse would she use to distribute it?

She stumbled into this street by mistake, so she couldn't say that food was created out of thin air.

Although she was confident that these people would not hurt her, she was not afraid of anything, just ten thousand. If someone found out something, her life would not be saved.

Thinking of this, Zhao Zhizhi bit his nails and sat on the food and couldn't help but worry.

Fortunately, Qing Yan came over and walked in from another door. He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw her, "Miss Zhao, why are you here? It's easy for me to find you."

Zhao Zhizhi looked up at her blankly, still unable to react for a moment.

"Miss Zhao, what are you thinking about? Come with me quickly. The young master is still waiting for you. I just finished my work and couldn't find you. The young master is so anxious that he is angry."

Hearing this, Zhao Zhizhi looked up at her in surprise, wondering that the young master she mentioned was not like the Wei Shao she knew.

Seeing Qing Yan's anxious look, Zhao Zhizhi had an idea, stood up and walked to her, grabbed her arm and asked: "Qing Yan, do you have any way of communicating, such as signal flares, birds that convey messages, etc."

Qing Yan looked a little wary and frowned, "Miss Zhao, why do you ask these questions?"

Zhao Zhizhi explained to her: "I can't leave now. I need a suitable reason to save the people here. Qingyan, you have to help me."

Qing Yan frowned, not understanding the meaning of her words.

Zhao Zhizhi was extremely anxious and had limited time. She did not explain everything from beginning to end. He could only hold her hand and said sincerely: "Qingyan, believe me. I almost made trouble in Mingchun Building to help your son." If your innocence is ruined by a fat guy, why can't you believe me?"

Qing Yan pursed her lips and was finally convinced. She took out a whistle from her sleeve, walked to another door and blew it. After a while, a crow flew from the sky.

Zhao Zhizhi was amazed by what he saw, but found that Qing Yan didn't do anything. He just grabbed the crow's ears and silently moved his lips before letting it go.

"Can crows understand human speech?" Zhao Zhizhi couldn't believe it.

Qing Yan nodded and said: "These crows have been specially trained and cannot understand human speech, but they have professional technical words that can help us convey the message."

Zhao Zhizhi nodded in understanding, turned sideways, pointed at the coarse grains on the ground and said, "Qingyan, follow me and move all these things out."

Only then did Qing Yan see the bags of grain behind her, and she couldn't help but said in surprise: "Miss Zhao, where did you get these grains?"

Zhao Zhizhi waved his hand and said calmly: "I can't tell you for a while, so just pretend that you have an expert to help you."

After saying that, she picked up a bag and walked out.

Qing Yan suppressed her surprise, picked up a bag in one hand, and walked out.

Seeing the food, the originally calm people suddenly boiled like boiling water.

The chirping sound made Zhao Zhizhi’s ears hurt.

She put the food behind the table and chair and said to Liao Yu, who was also stunned, "You should get up first."

Liao Yu stood up stiffly like a soulless puppet.

Zhao Zhizhi lifted up a bag of coarse grains and put it on the table with a huff. He looked around at the greedy expressions on the people's faces and nodded with satisfaction.

Although these people were so hungry that their chests were pressed against their backs, they had good intentions. Even if they saw the food to survive, they did not immediately come up to grab it.

Zhao Zhizhi's uneasiness suddenly disappeared without a trace. She sat on a chair, took out a piece of cloth from her sleeves and spread it on the table. She opened her lips and said: "Everyone, please line up. Anyone who comes to see a doctor here will come to me." Everyone can take a piece of food home."

As soon as these words came out, who could not move?

In just a few blinks of an eye, the people lined up in two long queues.

Zhao Zhizhi was relieved and began to seize the time to see a doctor.

Fortunately, there are no serious illnesses among these villagers. They are just minor ailments caused by malnutrition. After a few days of eating well, they should be able to recover.

Zhao Zhizhi was already exhausted from just seeing the patients, young and old.

The rest of the people were many thoughtful people. When they saw this, they suggested: "Girl, we are extremely grateful for saving us from the fire and water. It is the wish of all of us to take good care of the old and the young. There is no need to look at others. "