After Zheng Qiu sat down, he asked Hu Liu in a low voice, "Are there so many people in the Fan Sect Propaganda Hall every day?"

Tiger Willow nodded and took a bite of the grilled fish.

Pointing to the stove inside and outside the building, he said vaguely, "Senior, you see, these stoves are all delicious.

During the day, the Buddha Sect preaches and performs, and at night, before dark, the leftover food is distributed to the audience at the door.

Look at those few guys in shabby clothes, they are all poor, and they rely on the food of the Fan Sect every day, and they eat quite strongly.

Those richly dressed men were merchants in the town who did business, and they were very rich.

Some of the expenses of the Fan Sect need their help to maintain, so they will open a small stove to cook some good things every time. ”

Zheng Qiu raised his eyebrows: "Oh?

"Of course, our harvest town is surrounded by rice fields, and no matter how poor you are, you can have rice to eat, but there is no food.

That's why they came here just to eat the food of the Fan Sect. ”

Hearing this, Zheng Qiu's impression of the Fan Sect was much better.

This sect actually takes care of the poor and distributes food, presumably the people in the sect are not hot-tempered villains.

At this time, he saw two women dressed as farmers, carrying baskets and distributing colored paper.

One of them walked up to Zheng Qiu and Hu Liu, took out two pieces of colored paper from the basket and handed them over, and said softly: "Please support the Fan Sect, thank you!"

Zheng Qiu took the colored paper and looked at it, there were three big characters written on the paper, and there were a lot of utensils and ingredients drawn under the name of the sect.

Flip to the back, and the colored paper is densely written with introductions.

With a slight glance, Zheng Qiu knew that the content was nothing more than the benefits of joining the Fan Sect, as well as the power and magic of the Fan Sect's exercises.

I didn't expect that the Fan Fan Sect would hire people to distribute leaflets, but it wasn't for the disciples in the sect to send them.

While Zheng Qiu was thinking, a burst of gongs and drums sounded in the lecture hall.

Immediately afterwards, Hu Liu next to him reminded: "Senior, the preaching and performance are about to start again!"

Sure enough, in the sound of gongs and drums, a very fat man walked out of the hall, raised two arms like bulllegs, and saluted everyone with difficulty.

Seeing that it was difficult for this guy to even hold his fists, Zheng Qiu couldn't help but turn his head and cast a questioning glance at Hu Liu, could it be that this is the disciple of the Fan Sect?

Hu Liu saw what Zheng Qiu meant, so he glanced around and explained in a low voice.

"Senior, this is the person of the Fan Sect.

Look at the one who spoke, and the two who handed out propaganda colored paper, they were just guys hired by the Fan Sect.

Senior, don't be surprised, the Fan Sect relies on eating and cultivating, so all of their sects are fat, and the higher the cultivation, the fatter they are. ”

And this kind of thing, it's really unusual!

Zheng Qiu looked back at the fat oval man, squinting his eyes and waiting for the next performance.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the Fan Fan Sect is the number one sect in Fengshou Town, and there are countless strong people, and its reputation shakes the Cloud Sleeve Continent.

The Mortal Sect exercises are magical, and they are the treasures that cultivators all over the world dream of.

There is a good saying, whether it is chicken, duck, fish, rice, noodles, vegetables and bamboo shoots, they are all things that are bred in this world.

The things that heaven and earth give birth to naturally contain the pure power between heaven and earth.

As long as you use the magical exercises of the Fan Sect, you can extract this power and use it for cultivation.

Joining the Fan Sect will not only allow you to embark on the path of cultivation, but also enjoy the delicious food in the world.

Think about it, after becoming a cultivator, you can only eat some mountain grass fruits, how painful it is.

Join the Mortal Sect and leave all these troubles behind......"

The preacher muttered for a long time, arousing the enthusiasm of the audience, and many pedestrians in the street stopped and craned their necks to watch.

Seeing that the entrance of the lecture hall became lively, this man began to introduce the fat oval man to everyone.

"This is Senior Brother Han of the Fan Sect, his cultivation has shaken the ancient and modern, and he is already a master of the Imperial Qi Realm who is unique in ten thousand. ”

After Zheng Qiu heard this, he couldn't help but purse his lips, thinking to himself: "This person can really blow, say that the Fan Fan Sect is famous and raise the cloud sleeves, and say that the Imperial Qi Realm is one in ten thousand, and it is powerful." ”

After the introduction, the following is the time for this senior brother Han to perform.

The content of Senior Brother Han's performance is how to cultivate in the Fan Sect, and how to eat in detail.

The two women who handed out propaganda colored paper put down the basket in their hands and walked into the museum to open the iron pot on the first stove.

Then take out the food in the pot and slowly bring it to the door.

A large table and a large sturdy chair had already been placed in the doorway.

The braggart who preached brought a set of utensils and respectfully put them away.

Senior Brother Han sat on a chair and waited for the food to be served.

The two women, one left and one right, carefully placed the plate containing the food on the table, and a sour smell suddenly permeated.

Zheng Qiu looked at it, and there was sauerkraut stew on the plate, and the oily pieces of meat were crystal clear in the sun, and they must have melted in their mouths.

With his meat-like hand, Senior Brother Han grabbed the spoon, which was much smaller than his hand, scooped out a piece of meat and put it in his mouth to chew.

The fat on his cheeks shook like a sac full of water, and then he scooped out a spoonful of sauerkraut and put it in his mouth, and took a sip of the soup.

Goodong, goo, Zheng Qiu heard the sound of swallowing saliva beside him, so obvious.

He glanced at the tiger willow, and sure enough, the little fat man's eyes were looking directly at the plate of sauerkraut stew, and he didn't even move the grilled fish in his hand.

This tiger willow is also a glutton, and when he saw the sauerkraut stew, the grilled fish in his hand suddenly became unfragrant.