Zhao Tianyou shook the ring, and then it was like rain in the black hole, spitting out one canned meat after another. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The eyes of all the villagers were as green as wolves, and Zhao Tianyou, who was seeping, shivered.

The elder was the first to kneel in front of Zhao Tianyou, and this time Zhao Tianyou had no chance to stop him.

"Must you be a god sent by Heaven to save us? Kind gods~" The old man was suddenly moved and kowtowed, Zhao Tianyou was so frightened that he quickly closed the ring spirit and ran up to help him, but the difference in strength, you know.

"Feixing, hurry up and stop your uncle, I don't want to lose my life~" Zhao Tianyou shouted.

Who knew that Feixing was involved because of the uncle's actions, and knelt down with him.

"This is the god who has come to save us, kneel down and pray for blessings~"

"I'll go~" Zhao Tianyou said in his heart, Feixing, you are here again.

At this time, it was too late for Zhao Tianyou to do anything, and more than 1,000 villagers around him, seeing the canned meat that appeared out of thin air, suddenly had no sense, and knelt down and only kowtowed.

"Please ask the gods to give me canned meat~"

"God-sama, we're hungry~"

"Lord God, my child has never eaten meat since he was a child, please reward my girl with a bite of meat to eat~"

Like this, looking at the villagers kowtowing like the tide, Zhao Tianyou's head suddenly became bigger.

Looking at Junyi again, she rolled her eyes, and she had an expression that I didn't have to do.

"Okay, okay, you guys just treat me as a god, there's a lot of canned meat, all..."

Before Zhao Tianyou's words were finished, Jun Yi's face changed and he ran over and blocked his mouth.

"What?" Zhao Tianyou glared.

"You want to die, there are so many people, how many people do you have to trample to death when they all run over? They haven't eaten meat except rat meat in their lives, are you trying to make them crazy? Junyi asked rhetorically.

Zhao Tianyou suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and then looked at the crowd, in addition to the young and the elderly, there were also many children in their teens or even five or six years old, if you just said it, you can take it, a group of people are running over frantically, how can these children survive in the crazy crowd.

"Thank you, it's good you stopped me" Zhao Tianyou breathed a sigh of relief and gave Junyi a grateful look.

If someone dies because of this kind of thing, Zhao Tianyou is estimated to feel guilty for the rest of his life.

After clearing the cough, Zhao Tianyou supported the old man: "Okay, okay, hurry up, the meat is for you, of course, if you continue to kowtow, I will take it back."

As soon as he said this, the old man suddenly shuddered, where did he dare to continue to kowtow, and stood up in fright.

"What's your name?" Zhao Tianyou looked at the old man and still had a good impression of him.

"Uh... The old slave's name is Zhao Dalong," Zhao Dalong thought about it and replied.

"Old slave?" Zhao Tianyou couldn't cry or laugh, what kind of self-proclaimed person is this, but thinking about it, the people in this village are uneducated, and they don't mind much.

"Uncle Dalong, since you are the elder of the village, then the distribution of canned meat will be handed over to you, there is..."Zhao Tianyou glanced at the canned meat all over the ground, and roughly estimated that there were seventy or eighty, which was still taking into account the psychological preparation to find the village to trade.

"It's up to you to distribute the canned meat, well, give priority to the kids eating the meat first."

"Well, the old slave understands, thank you, Lord God~" After speaking, he wanted to kneel again, but thinking of Zhao Tianyou's warning before, he hesitated and bowed to Zhao Tianyou ninety degrees.

Zhao Tianyou rolled his eyes, sure enough, Feixing's old problems were inherited by your generation.

Zhao Dalong beckoned Feixing, called a few trustworthy middle-aged people over, and after giving them instructions, everyone left one after another, and they didn't know what to take.

Zhao Tianyou was wondering, and saw a middle-aged man running back with a big table in his arms, putting it in the middle, and putting the cans on top one by one.

"Uncle, what is this for?" Feixing wondered.

"Just put it out to eat, so as not to make anyone's hands and feet unclean when you move," Zhao Dalong said lightly.

"Oh~" Feixing nodded, and then suddenly thought of something, ran to the middle of the can and picked up one and stuffed it into his arms, because he was Zhao Tianyou's diehard, and knowing his relationship with Zhao Tianyou, Zhao Dalong and the adult who carried it turned a blind eye.

Zhao Tianyou thought he was greedy and didn't care.

At this time, another middle-aged man ran over with a pile of dry firewood.

Looking at the cauldrons, potatoes and other kitchen utensils that were brought in later, Zhao Tianyou realized that this Zhao Dalong was planning to hold a party here, how worried about those villagers?

However, Zhao Tianyou looked at the fresh roots in the bag and suddenly thought of something.

"That's not going to be your dinner every night, is it?" Zhao Tianyou pulled the flying star.

Feixing shook his head: "It's a side dish that can only be eaten once in three or four days, and it is difficult to find fresh roots, even if it is an elder and a village chief, it is not possible to eat it every day."

Zhao Tianyou suddenly had a toothache and asked Feixing to call Zhao Dalong.

Zhao Dalong was originally beckoning the children to converge, preparing to let him/them eat meat first, but when he heard that Zhao Tianyou called him, he immediately ran over.

"What do you command?"

Every time he heard this sixty-year-old man call himself a god, or an honorific title, Zhao Tianyou was embarrassed.

"Ahem, which one threw the firewood, I have better food here"

"And food?" Zhao Dalong's eyes were stunned, and then he saw that Zhao Tianyou's ring spirit threw out bags of rice, which were still the kind of big white rice that had not changed.

Looking at the white rice piled up into a hill, Zhao Dalong was surprised for a while.

After all, canned beef can only provide food and clothing for about one meal for the whole village, and it is only with home-grown potatoes, caught mice, and fresh roots searched for to barely count a hearty dinner.

But this rice is different, even if it is not deliberately distributed, it can support the food ration of the whole village for a month.

Of course, although Zhao Tianyou told him that he would give enough canned rice and beef, the villagers were still reluctant to throw away the potatoes and roots, after all, they were poor.

After more than an hour of waiting, the fresh rice was finally baked in the charcoal black cauldron, and although the color and taste were a little strange, it was also a delicacy that all the villagers could not eat in their lifetime.

The adults gathered around with their eyes open, watching the two hundred children line up, one carrying a bowl of rice, leading a quarter of the canned food to sit on the ground, and eat it in large gulps, all the children were born until now, and they have only eaten rice and meat today.

I have tears in my eyes when I eat it all, I don't need to be taught by my parents and adults, and I know how to eat it quickly, and if I don't feel full after eating, I can ask for it again.

As long as those children who are two or three years old and cannot do it themselves, they can feed the children themselves under the leadership of their mothers.

As for the smaller ones, who can't digest 100 meters and beef, Zhao Tianyou is also prepared, and personally brews more than ten cans of milk powder in the ring spirit and distributes them one by one to those who have just become mothers.

When Zhao Dalong sent a bowl of white rice to Zhao Tianyou, Zhao Tianyou smiled and prevaricated: "If the children eat about the same, let the elderly over fifty eat first in the second round."

After the order, Zhao Tianyou was wondering where Feixing was going, when he suddenly saw Feixing running over.

Behind him was a little girl who was a year younger than him, the little girl was wearing a shabby cloth dress, dirty, not even leather clothes, her little face was dirty, and there was a meter of white rice stuck to her mouth.

Until Feixing ran to Zhao Tianyou with her, she still hid behind Feixing shyly, only revealing her little head and quietly looking at Zhao Tianyou.