The first year of Zhenguan.

Winter.

Twenty miles outside Chang'an City.

The homeless people huddled in their makeshift tents, shivering, their eyes full of despair.

A black-faced man walked towards the tent with the gruel he had received.

The skin on his face and hands was purplish-red, apparently caused by the prolonged cold.

The clothes on his body were also ragged, and even flesh was exposed in many places.

The fragrance of the gruel made him swallow his saliva, and he tried his best to restrain himself before he drank it.

"Mother, the porridge is here." After returning to the tent, the man helped the old mother who was lying on the ground.

The old mother's mental state was obviously not very good, and it took a long time to react.

"Da Lang, my mother is not hungry, you can drink......" the old mother said weakly.

"Mother, you better take two sips......" The man begged with tears in his eyes.

Outside the tent.

Cheng Chumo retracted his gaze and sighed silently.

This is not the first time he has seen such a scene.

The relief food provided by the imperial court was a drop in the bucket for the number of displaced people, and there was no way to provide them with heating in the camp.

What's worse is that the remaining surplus food can no longer last for a few days.

Whether these displaced people will survive this winter is still unknown......

"Be vigilant and don't make any mistakes." Cheng Chumo instructed his subordinates.

Sympathy is sympathy, but one's duty must not be neglected.

Once the displaced people are in chaos, it is very terrifying!

"Whoa." Several of his men hurriedly answered.

"Bang ——!"

A loud bang came suddenly from a distance.

Cheng Chumo's face changed, and he hurriedly led people to chase towards the east.

Five miles away.

Cao Ze looked at the big pit under him and blinked in confusion.

In the blink of an eye, I came from home to this icy and snowy place?

However, Cao Ze also knew that now was not the time to wonder why he had crossed, and the top priority was to get out of here as soon as possible.

After picking a random direction, Cao Ze set off.

At this time, he was still wearing autumn clothes.

The cold air ran down his nose, and the lobes of his lungs couldn't help but shiver.

Coupled with the fact that I didn't eat before the crossing, my stomach was already cramping......

The surroundings were all white, and there was no human being in sight.

Cao Ze suddenly felt that if he continued like this, he was afraid that he would die of starvation before he could find someone......

The system has been activated. 】

[The host can draw a free lottery once a month, and the drawn items will be listed on the mall.] 】

[For every 10,000 yuan spent by the host, it can be exchanged for a lottery chance. 】

[The number of remaining draws in the current draw: 1.] 】

A beautiful voice sounded in Cao Ze's head.

Cao Ze was immediately excited!

It's coming!

Steady!

"Lottery."

Cao Ze's mind moved, and a lottery interface appeared in his sight.

The raffle interface is simple, with only one boxy icon.

As the lottery starts, the icon screen starts to change.

Rice, down jackets, cement, cars......

It is all familiar to Cao Ze, covering all aspects of clothing, food, housing and transportation.

Ten seconds later, the frame freezes.

[Congratulations to the host for winning a box of self-heating lunches, which have been put on the shelves of the mall.] 】

Cao Ze moved his mind and took the self-heating box lunch out of the system space.

A few minutes later.

"Da Da Da ......"

Just as Cao Ze was enjoying his meal, the sound of horses' hooves came from behind.

Cao Ze subconsciously turned his head to look.

A group of men in armor were riding tall horses towards this direction, and the expressions on their faces looked extremely unfriendly!

Cheng Chumo waved his hand, and the soldiers rushed towards Cao Ze like wolves.

Cao Ze swallowed hard.

"Tell me honestly, where did the spy come from!" Cheng Chumo walked closer, and the saber rested on Cao Ze's neck.

Cao Ze's clothes and short hair in later generations are naturally very problematic in Cheng Chumo's eyes!

Cao Ze swallowed hard, and the lunch box in his hand almost fell off.

"Huh?" Cheng Chumo suddenly moved his nose, and his eyes fell on the lunch box in Cao Ze's hand.

Mi he recognized.

But this is the first time I've seen rice that looks so good.

It's even a few points better than the tribute rice of the imperial court!

On top of the rice, some green vegetables are spread.

You can see green vegetables in winter?!

What's more, he also saw several large pieces of beef!

As for why Cheng Chumo recognized it as beef at a glance?

No way, it's too familiar......

Cheng Chumo snatched the lunch box and stuffed a big mouthful into his mouth.

He is not afraid of poison in the food.

First, there were rice grains and meat scraps hanging from the corners of Cao Ze's mouth, and it was obvious that he had just eaten half of it.

The second is that the other party can't expect that he will come, so he waits for himself in advance, right?

As soon as he took a bite, Cheng Chumo's eyes widened!

It's so fragrant!

He has also eaten the tribute rice given by Li Shimin, but the aroma cannot be compared with this rice at all.

And the soup mixed in the rice makes this flavor several layers higher!

He swears it was definitely the best thing he'd ever eaten in his life!

The most important thing is that the rice is actually hot!

There was no trace of a fire around, how did this man get hot?

"Honestly, where did this thing come from?!" Cheng Chumo's steel knife rested on Cao Ze's neck again.

"This is the food I brought from my hometown." Cao Ze tried to keep himself calm: "If you want, I can sell you some." ”

"Do you still have it in your hand?" Cheng Chumo immediately grasped the key point: "What is the price? ”

"50 Wen a box." Cao Ze smiled slightly: "As long as the money is in place, how much you want." ”

He glanced at it just now, and the price of the mall was 5 wen per box.

It's only slightly multiplied tenfold, and it's not too much.

"Then you can bring me a box." Cheng Chumo took out fifty texts and handed them to Cao Ze.

Cao Ze obviously didn't have a place to put things on his body, so he naturally didn't believe that Cao Ze really had it.

He just wanted to see what tricks Cao Ze was going to play.

Anyway, I'm not afraid that Cao Ze will run away, so I should have some fun for myself.

It's just that soon, Cheng Chumo found out that he was wrong.

The next moment.

Cao Ze took out a large black garbage bag from his arms and put the money in it.

Then he took out a box of self-heating lunch boxes from the empty bag with his backhand.

"Rub ......"

Cheng Chumo and all his subordinates pushed several parts in unison, holding weapons and looking at Cao Ze nervously.

They could see it clearly, the bag was absolutely empty when it came out!

The scene in front of them was seriously beyond their understanding.

A word popped into my head.

Immortal means!

Seeing them like this, Cao Ze's hanging heart finally let go.

He was just gambling.

The ancients were usually superstitious, and they might be able to save their lives by pretending to be a magic stick.

Of course, it is also possible to scare the other party and then hack yourself to death......

But I was lucky, and it seemed that I had made the right bet.

"Do you want more?" Cao Ze smiled and asked, "There are so many of you, this box is not enough to eat, right?" ”

"What do you mean...... Do you still have? Cheng Chumo endured the fear in his heart and asked tremblingly.

"I told you how much you want."

Cao Ze said as he took out four more boxes from the empty bag.

"Poof!"

"There was a lot of offense just now, and I hope the immortals will forgive me." Cheng Chumo threw away his weapon and looked at Cao Ze worriedly: "Cheng has a reluctant request, if the immortal agrees, Cheng is willing to let the immortal dispose of it!" ”

The first thing Cheng Chumo thought of was those homeless people outside the city.

The reason why the imperial court lacked food was because most of the grain was in the hands of the big families.

The big family will not care about the life or death of Baixin, and the more disasters occur, the higher the price of grain.

If Cao Ze can really provide a lot of food, these homeless people will be saved!