"Let's go over there and line up to get food! It just so happens that we are going to eat too. ”

Shen Qingluo glanced at him coldly, full of deterrence.

The little white face is excited, if you want to say that Shen Qingluo is compared with Tan Yanzhi, he is still afraid of Shen Qingluo.

It's good to talk about it, but his brain is not so lively, and at most he will be beaten.

Only the man in front of him is full of aggression, not to mention, the most important thing is that his eyes have a frightening aura all the time, as if he can pinch him to death on the spot at any time.

The little white face obediently went to the queue and talked about following him.

"The prefectural commander is here!"

The cart, which had been surrounded by water, immediately made way for it.

"Prefectural Commander, please!"

The little white face wants to cry out of the heart, what is polite to him at this time, hurry up and grab it, don't leave anything for him!

"Lord Prefectural Order!"

The cook, with a white apron around his waist, smiled flatteringly, his face tense and the corners of his mouth stiff.

"Get me something to eat! Now that I have come today, I will also taste what the people eat and drink. ”

The little white face pretended to be a good b, and the other scholars almost died of laughter.

He made promises before them, but he showed off his might before the people.

"What should the prefectural order eat?"

The chef made a flattering voice.

"Let's have three bowls of porridge first, and give us a few sweet potatoes!"

Before the words were spoken, the face of the little white face became bitter melon.

He felt disgusted when he looked at the servants around the cart covered in mud and water, and his face was stained with mud and eating with relish.

To let him eat it is simply a bully.

However, several beasts kept staring at him, and he had to eat if he didn't eat, and he had to eat.

The chef quickly served the meal on makeshift clay tiles, "My lord, we only have these foods along the river, and I hope you don't dislike them." ”

Xiao Baiyan's hand trembled and took over the clay tile, feeling disgusting in his heart, but he could only keep his face strained.

"Whatever they dislike, they can eat it, what can't I eat?"

The chef also saw through it without saying anything, his eyes turned to Shen Qingluo and his party, and he almost didn't say, "What the hell are you pretending to be, what kind of majesty are you acting like a dog in front of us!" ’

"Okay, good, adults are aware of the people's feelings, and it is the blessing of our people to be happy with the people!"

The chef couldn't look at it on one side, but the other made a sound of licking the dog.

Several scholars looked at Xiao Bai's face with a tangled face, and they almost laughed out loud with disgusted expressions.

Three bowls of rice porridge that can be used as a human mirror, with yellow bran floating on it, looks like a throat.

Shen Qingluo and his entourage took the sweet potatoes handed over by the chef, and then invited Xiao Baimian to sit on the riverside like those people and prepare for dinner.

The little white face was holding the bowl, miserable, as if he wanted his life.

When had he ever eaten such rude and lowly food?

The people looked at Shen Qingluo and the others surrounding Xiao Bai's face and forced him to eat those foods that were difficult to swallow.

My heart is full of joy, so I should let the dog officer taste it, what are they eating?

With such a high-intensity work, they eat worse than pigs.

Let the dog officer know that it's not that they are lazy and the food is too poor, who has the strength to work?

Shen Qingluo picked up a bowl of rice porridge with grain bran, and his heart was a little pantothenic.

He remembered that before he married Gu Huanhuan, he was still studying in the county at that time, and he didn't know that his family had reached the point of being stretched.

Once, he came back because of something, but saw the rice in his father's bowl, which was similar to this.

There was a layer of bran floating on it, and he held two sweet potatoes in his hand, and he didn't have the heart to read it anymore.

No matter what his father and mother begged, he was unwilling to go back to the college, so he took a year off from school and stayed at home.