You Can’t Be Fierce Towards Me!

After Wang Guanwu needed to use all the rice he had prepared, Fu Wei immediately began to porridge to the east of the city as he said.

Although the victims are eager for food, they are still wary of the outsiders they have never seen before, eager and afraid to see Fu Wei and his party.

Fu Wei had already expected this situation, so he did not find the trouble of the fake monk for the time being. Instead, he and the defending monk, with the reputation of the fake monk, had a close relationship with the victims.

"Our brothers heard that Master Pudu rescued the victims in Changliu County and was deeply touched. They followed the masters of Purdue to porridge and hoped to tide over the difficulties with you."

Defending a baby face, laughing without a sense of threat, the victims listened to them moving out of the Pudu master, they believed in the majority, and saw the short-selling work in front of the shouting in a thick wooden barrel, smelling The smell of rice, the victims unconsciously swallowed and swallowed, and surrounded the barrels.

Fu Wei stood on a low stool and loudly let them line up. They even shouted for several times. Everyone had an eagerness to scream, and they lined up in order, staring at the porridge in the barrel.

There are many victims in the east of the city. Coupled with the news, other people who are not in the east of the city also hold porcelain bowls to line up to receive porridge. The barrels filled with porridge are changed into buckets and barrels until the sky is dark. Finally finished.

There were too many people in the disaster. Later, there were not enough people. Fu Weiwei, they also rolled up their sleeves to help, and now they can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

The ragged old man holding the bowl and sipping the porridge in the bowl cherished in the wall. After drinking two, he would not want to drink any more. He would put the porridge bowl with his mouth to the side of his wife and let her drink more.

"Old man, we will come tomorrow."

Fu Wei saw this scene, and some of his heart was sour, and he handed over some of the remaining porridge in the barrel.

The old man raised his face with pleats and his eyes were very muddy. He shook his hands and took the porcelain bowl. Thanks a lot, the tears flowed out from the muddy eyes, and the gully was thrown out on the loose skin. "Thank you." The Buddha will bless you, good people have good news, good people have good news..."

Fu Hao avoided the gift of the old man and smiled and said: "You eat slowly, don't save it. This porridge will be eaten to the stomach tomorrow. We will come back tomorrow."

The old man nodded in tears and sipped his face and ate the porridge in the bowl.

Fu Hao turned his head and suddenly turned his head to look at the Pudu Temple to the rear. Master Pudu stood at the gate of the temple. As he looked at them, Fu Yan raised his eyes and folded his hands in eleven, showing him a cold smile. .

The distance between the two was a little far away, and the master of Purdue did not expect to see his expression, and the fake model was still a gift.

The next day, Fu Wei still brought people to the east to practice porridge. After a day, not only the victims of the east of the city knew that the entire family of Changliu County knew that some people in the east of the city were porridge, and the people had their homes early. The porcelain bowls line up a long queue.

It’s a whole day to apply porridge, in order to ensure that everyone can get it, even if some people finish it and then come back, he doesn’t care, until the thin Xishan has to pack things back.

Such a day, two days, three days... Fu Hao took people to porridge on a daily basis. After a few days, everyone knows that Changliu County has come to a good person, and that people who eat porridge every day can’t eat rice. Worried that I will be starved to death.

The daily hope of the people is waiting for Fu Wei to come over and porridge. After a few days, even the lectures of the Pudu Temple are not heard. After all, a bowl full of thick porridge rice can be more affordable than a vain talk.

The people who went to the Pudu Temple to listen to the lectures were less visible to the naked eye.

After ten days, the reputation of Fu Jiamipu quickly overshadowed the Pudu Temple. Fu and Wei Wei were both called living bodhisattvas by the people. The hope of the people’s numbness was the same. There is a glimmer of life.

But on the eleventh day, the people who went to the east of the city on time every day were slow to see the people. The people who lined up the porcelain bowls early in the morning were panicked and wondered if they would not come to porridge today.

The Changlong-like team was noisy, and the Pudu masters who had been robbed for a few days were taking the opportunity to appease the people. They were completely ignored for a few days. He couldn’t stand the kind eyes and felt that Fu Hao was coming to grab "business" with himself. Then, by the opportunity of appeasement, Mingli secretly said that Fu Yan had a lot of bad things.

The people who were anxious were more emotional and even some people began to complain and swear.

They all said that Doumen rose to Mi Qiu. Fu Fu had a free porridge for a while. Many people remembered his kindness, but they also raised a small number of people. These people began to resent because they lost their fixed food source. .

After the excitement, it was disappointing. Some people suggested that it would be better to go to Fujiamipu to ask if there will be porridge today. Some people will stop it. The two sons are willing to come to porridge is their kindness, but now the rice is more Expensive, that is, if you have more money, this day's porridge will not be able to survive.

And Fu Wei, who is in their discussion, actually has already counted this day.

Previously, he and the defending family came out to porridge, and took advantage of the people's goodwill and trust. Qin Lan was responsible for going to the county government to meet with the county to discuss the details of the disaster relief. Now they have a certain reputation among the victims, they must start implementing The second step of the plan.

In the middle of noisy, Fu Wei came out with two guards and apologized. "Sorry, I am late today."

The noisy people suddenly calmed down and their eyes fell behind his empty body. Someone who was anxious couldn’t help but ask: "Does Fu Gongzi not porridge today?"

Fu Hao shook his head. "It will be changed to Shimi in the future, but it will be changed."

There was a loud voice in the crowd, and someone asked: "What is the way."

Fu Yan's side face indicated that the guards had posted the previously prepared charter on the wall. Because some people were illiterate, they also let the guards read it twice.

"There are a lot of locusts in the city. We are negotiating with the county. I hope everyone can catch the locusts together..."

"People are going to starve to death, and there is still strength to catch locusts. I will say that there are any good people. It turns out that they are cheating with the dog officials to lie to us!" Fu Wei’s words were not finished, and some people shouted loudly. Road.

The crowd of Uganda was blasted, and Fu’s face remained unchanged. He raised his hand and pressed it down, indicating that everyone was quiet.

"It's not for everyone to work hard. Ten locusts can be exchanged for one penny, and one hundred locusts can be exchanged for one metre."

Fu Wei’s voice was not too big, but when his words were finished, all around him suddenly quieted down. Then there was a louder and more noisy discussion than before. Obviously everyone was shocked by this news, a text ten locusts The one hundred locusts are ten pennies, and now, as long as one glutinous rice is only one hundred locusts, it is ten liters!

We must know that since the beginning of the drought, the price of food has risen to more than two or two silver. The ordinary people can't afford it at all, but those black-hearted grain merchants have made an appointment, and the price is far more than one, so It has led to so many people squandering for a little bit of food.

But now he said that a glutinous rice is only ten yuan! This is the price before the drought!

Only a long time someone shivered and asked, "This, is this true? You didn't lie to us?"

Fu Wei Su Rong, "Of course, this is the result of our discussions with the county guards. If you catch the locusts, you can take the county government to change the money or rice, and the money and rice are from Fujiami."

"Thank you son! The son is really a living Bodhisattva!"

The excited people squatted down one after another, screaming for Fu Shantou, Fu Yu screamed to stop them, and followed the persuasion: "The imperial court is still working hard to save the disaster. Don't give up and work together, the natural disaster will soon pass. ”

The people were kneeling on the ground, and they all had tears in their eyes. When they cried, they formed a team in twos and threes and went to the city to catch locusts.

The locusts are everywhere, and the victims, regardless of their lives, all catch the pockets that are stuffed into their clothes, or the sacks they find from their homes...

The Pudu Temple and the Pudu Master were completely thrown into the back of the mind, and all the victims were joined by the army of capture.

Some people do not believe that there are such good things. They first went to the government with dozens of locusts caught, and the gates of the county government were open. There was a table at the door. Officials wearing official uniforms sat behind the table and saw someone coming. Take the pocket to count the number.

"The whole sixty, a total of six pennies." After the official recorded the name, the number and the amount of money, the man who took the six-dollar money from the purse in the table belly was exchanged.

The man holds six pennies. Some of them are excited and unbelievable. They tremble and ask: "I don't want money, can I change to rice?"

The official pointed at the opposite side. "Take the meter to the opposite side." He said, and he shouted at the opposite side. "The number is good, sixty."

The man took the cloth pocket and looked at it. He looked forward to the opposite side. The official behind him had an open rice bag with a bamboo tube marked with a scale. After he re-recorded it, he let the man take a pocket with rice. Come, use the bamboo tube to pick up most of the glutinous rice.

Holding the white flowers, the man looks happy and excited. He hurriedly took the rice home and hid it. He went to the city to continue to catch the locusts, but he was stupid when he went, and the streets and alleys were crowded. It is said that there are only a few locusts in the sky and underground.