Smiling awkwardly, Yang Feng couldn't help waving his hands and said, "Madam, forgive me, I'm just making an analogy, I don't mean to take advantage of you." ”

Hum!

A rough breath erupted from her nostrils, and Mrs. Han turned her head and ignored it.

Yang Feng touched his old face embarrassedly, looked left and right, and wanted to change the topic again to break the embarrassing atmosphere, so he laughed and said: "Hey, Mrs. Han, are you here to give porridge? ”

"Yes, Mrs. Ben heard that the people here are not making a living, so she came to do her best, and it can be regarded as helping my people tide over the difficulties. ”

"Yes, Madame is really a bodhisattva. It's just that I haven't heard the news that Longteng Accord is coming to Jiangnan for disaster relief?"

"Mrs. Ben came to Jiangnan completely at will, and there was no need for fanfare. Unlike President Yang, he actually had to beat gongs and drums to relieve a famine, making trouble all the way, for fear that others would not know that he was going to disaster relief, and he also set up a press corps, this journey is really hard for you, hum. ”

Mrs. Han said sarcastically, Yang Feng shook his head with a wry smile, knowing that she couldn't change her prejudices about herself for a while, so she didn't argue anymore.

"Mrs. Han does good deeds without leaving a name, and her conduct is noble, which makes Yang embarrassed. It's just that Yang said bluntly, you have a good heart, but with your disaster relief method, it is estimated that not only will not save many victims, but will harm many victims to be brave and righteous, which is really good, Amitabha. Buddha, Jade Emperor, please forgive Madame Han for her unintentional mistakes. She didn't mean to kill so many people, please don't knock her to the eighteenth layer of hell. ”

"What do you mean? I was kind enough to give porridge to save people, but I killed the victims? What do you mean?"

Mrs. Han was puzzled and puzzled.

Yang Feng grinned, pointed to the victims who were pressed to the ground by him with a gravity field, and said, "Mrs. Han, you also saw it just now. These people beat your head to the point of bleeding for your mouthful of loving porridge, and almost went to see Hades. You said they were going to die, who hurt them? Maybe they didn't have anything to eat, and they could last two days, but today they died because of what you ate. If you don't kill him, it's a sin and a sin for you to die, alas. ”

Not......

Her heart froze, and Mrs. Han's brows furrowed tightly, as if she was thinking about how to solve this point.

Yang Feng glanced at her deeply, and suddenly smiled: "Mrs. Han, look at it like this." I'll help you come to disaster relief, so that your kindness can be satisfied, how about we write off our previous settlement?"

"You help me, I'll use you to help?"

"Why, you don't have to help, then you can get it yourself. But let me tell you in advance, disaster relief is a technical job, and it can't be succeeded by kindness alone. Maybe you can do bad things with good intentions and cause misery to people, just like just now. You don't have to die, because your kind-hearted porridge was beaten to death, then you will be guilty. Maybe this evil retribution will be repaid on your husband, so that he will not be able to vote for a good baby in the next life, then he will hate you to death. ”

Yes?

Her body trembled, and Mrs. Han became nervous.

Then, Mrs. Han thought about it for a long time, and then looked at Yang Feng's smug smile, and finally glared at him angrily and said, "Okay, you help me Zhang Luo." I'd like to see how you do it. ”

"Okay, you can learn a little bit on the side, hehehe. ”

With a grin at the corner of his mouth, Yang Feng raised his eyebrows proudly, and then with a move in his heart, he unlocked the gravity field of those people, and those victims stood up again with green eyes in their eyes.

"Someone!"

Suddenly, Yang Feng let out a loud shout, and a group of Praetorian Guards who followed him to transport grain gathered together.

Yang Feng's face was indifferent, and he yelled: "From now on, if you want to eat porridge, line up for me to receive porridge." Those who dare to cut into the queue three times and rob in one breath will be killed. ”

Be!

Bright and ......

As soon as the words fell, the Praetorian Guards immediately drew their bright blades, which made the victims tremble in fright.

When Mrs. Han saw this, she was immediately anxious, pulled Yang Feng's arm, and scolded: "What are you doing? They are just disaster victims, they are already very pitiful, why are you using knives against them?"

"Mrs. Han, I did this completely for their good. Before disaster relief, there must be an iron rule and an order in place so that everyone can be guaranteed relief. Otherwise, they will loot and trample to death more than starvation. Then when we give porridge, we will not save people, but harm them. It's like throwing a bone at a group of wild dogs, and in the end, most of the wild dogs will be killed or injured in order to fight. This is something that only happens in dog rings, not disaster relief sites. ”

Uh, this......

Her heart was stagnant, and Mrs. Han was speechless.

Yang Feng ignored her and continued to command the men and horses to maintain order, during which a few people who wanted to rob were directly killed, and immediately frightened everyone to no longer dare to mess up.

And because of this, everyone received porridge, and there were no heavy casualties due to fighting.

Seeing this, Mrs. Han couldn't help but nod secretly, although this surnamed Yang was despicable and shameless, he was really right.

Immediately afterwards, Yang Feng came to the soup kitchen, and when he saw them scooping out the porridge soup that was newer and faster, his eyes suddenly burst out, and he shouted: "I'll go, Mrs. Han, are you here to give soup porridge or to advertise the brand?"

"What's wrong?"

"I also want to ask you what's wrong, how can you have a soup porridge with eight treasures?

Mrs. Han blinked her big innocent eyes, and said as a matter of course: "What's wrong with the eight-treasure porridge?

"Nonsense, if your eight-treasure porridge can feed all the victims, of course you can. But now the problem is that your extravagant porridge can only be supplied to a few people. We are here for disaster relief, and we want quantity, not quality. What are you putting these longans and red dates in? Your high-end porridge will attract a lot of gluttonous cats, and they will encroach on the share of the victims. ”

As he spoke, Yang Feng pointed to a scholar who was receiving porridge and said, "Look at that kid's face, white and pure, cleaner than me, how does it look like a disaster victim? All the porridge was divided by them, so what will the real victims eat?"

"So what to do? We can't tell who's the victim and who's not?"

"Use plain white porridge with extra water. Don't boil the kind of rice porridge that can eat people, but make porridge, the thinner the better. We're just trying to save them, not feed them. The thinner the porridge, the more people can be saved, and the other ......"

As he spoke, Yang Feng directly grabbed a handful of soil from the ground and threw it into the pot, instantly turning into a pot of muddy soup.

When Mrs. Han saw it, she was anxious: "What are you doing? Good porridge, why are you throwing soil?"

"In order to prevent someone from pretending to be a victim of the disaster, I will cheat the porridge. At least ordinary people won't eat this muddy porridge. ”

"But how can the victims eat this muddy water?"

"You haven't seen the real victims, they are so hungry that they can even eat the soil, and some of them even choke to death. Now this muddy water porridge is already delicious for them. ”

"But you can't bully the victims like this, is this what people eat?"

"Mrs. Han!"

With a loud shout, Yang Feng said solemnly as never before: "Can the victims of the disaster still be considered human? They are just a group of living creatures now, as long as they are given a bite to eat, they can save their lives." Nowadays, we have a limited amount of food, and in order to give this limited food to those who really need it. You listen to me, yes, it's definitely a great good. ”

Yang Feng said very seriously, Mrs. Han stared at him tightly, and finally nodded heavily.

In this way, the white porridge boiled more and more thin, and soil was added to it, and many people in line left immediately when they saw it.

Only those who are really hungry and panicked will swallow it unscrupulously and be grateful to Yang Feng and them.

Seeing this, Mrs. Han nodded clearly, and then looked at Yang Feng, who was still directing the actions of others, and a strange light flashed in her eyes.

This Lord Yang, although he is not a righteous gentleman, really has a set......