Zhao Tingfeng kept sighing here, with a compassionate expression on his face.

In stark contrast, on the other side of the carriage, the old man Dugu was eating roast chicken in a big gulp, and the roast chicken was roasted for him halfway through the road, and he ate so happily that he was reluctant to spit out the chicken bones.

"It's delicious, it's so fragrant, this farmer's free-range chicken is fragrant!" Old man Dugu said.

"The craftsmanship of this girl is really top-notch. Tut-tut, not bad, follow her to adventure, you can't take risks in vain! ”

The old man Dugu looked up at Zhao Tingfeng on the side. He found that Zhao Tingfeng had a melancholy face and a sad look.

So he tore off a chicken leg and handed it to Zhao Tingfeng.

"The young man is young, where did he come from so many troubles? Come, eat a chicken leg, happy hehe? ”

Zhao Tingfeng shook his head.

"I really can't eat it, Mr. Dugu, you can eat it yourself."

The old man Dugu hurriedly took the chicken leg back and stuffed it into his mouth.

"It's just right that you don't eat it, and I'm reluctant to give it to you."

The advancing carriage came to a sudden halt.

"What's going on?" Zhao Tingfeng asked outside, and lifted the curtain to look outside.

"Young Master Qiyu, the homeless people outside intercepted our carriage, as if they wanted to rob us of our things." The voice of a servant was heard outside.

Sure enough, Zhao Tingfeng saw that the surroundings of the carriage were already surrounded by displaced people.

"Give them the steamed buns we are carrying." Zhao Tingfeng said.

The old man Dugu was immediately unhappy. "I've given them all the steamed buns, so what are we going to eat?"

Zhao Tingfeng said calmly: "I'll buy you a farmer's free-range chicken to eat." ”

The old man Dugu immediately became happy.

"That's good, that's good, that's good. Divide it! ”

The servants took out steamed buns from the cart and distributed them to the homeless people who blocked the road.

Ruoshui, who was sitting in the back carriage, couldn't help frowning when she saw Zhao Tingfeng distributing the steamed buns to the homeless people.

This group of homeless people will not be so content. Give them the steamed buns, and the trouble will only get bigger!

As expected, it was as expected.

After the homeless people finished distributing the steamed buns, they were not satisfied.

Zhao Tingfeng stepped out of the carriage, stood in front of everyone, and said to the group of homeless people: "Ladies and gentlemen, the steamed buns have been distributed to everyone, please get out of the way and let me pass." There's really something urgent to deal with next. “

However, the group of displaced people had no intention of getting out of the way.

They stood there, looking Zhao Tingfeng up and down several times with wide eyes.

"Sure enough, it's the son of a rich family! Since you are so rich, how can there only be steamed buns in the carriage? There must be something else good! ”

"That's right, since you're so rich, how can you just give us a few steamed buns? Hand over all your good stuff and we'll let you pass! ”

"That's right! We are all a poor bunch of homeless people! Do good deeds and accumulate virtue at that time! Do you take the initiative to hand over your things, or do we take it ourselves? Someone asked.

Zhao Tingfeng couldn't help frowning: "You group of homeless people, how can you be so unreasonable?" I was very sympathetic to you just now, and I was extremely sad about what happened to you, so I risked that I would go hungry and give you all the steamed buns, thinking that you would be content and happy. What I didn't expect was that instead of being satisfied, you wanted to rob me of my things! In this world, there are such bad people like you! ”

The homeless people were already impatient, and they yelled at Zhao Tingfeng: "Where did you get so much nonsense!" Hurry up and get something out! ”