He is not a saint, much less a virgin.

If they want to be insatiable, Xia Yan can only strike hard.

Your own task is the most important.

The day passed quickly, there were no more repeat queues, and by the end of the evening, the long lines were gone.

Seeing off the last refugee to receive rice, the two younger brothers of the strong man breathed a long sigh of relief.

However, they did not feel impatient, because they were very satisfied with the remuneration given by Xia Yan.

Give him an errand, 10,000 taels of silver a day!

It's a simple matter of cooking rice and distributing food, such a simple thing, and the two younger brothers of the strong man naturally gladly agreed.

Such a good thing can't be found with a lantern.

The number of mission progress is stuck at 79.

In other words, there are 79 refugees in this town.

After the spread of his shadow clone, coupled with the spread of the refugees who received food, it is believed that all the refugees in the town should have come.

Xia Yan sighed, this amount is still a bit small.

In this case, he would have to leave here and go somewhere else to look for refugees.

When leaving the strong man's house.

I learned an important news from the mouth of the strong man.

To the west of this town, 20 miles on foot, there is a small town.

However, I heard from the strong man that it was more dangerous over there, and it had become a battlefield for the Sand Hidden Ninja and the Konoha Ninja.

Xia Yan was naturally not too worried.

It's even better if it's the battlefield, relieving refugees and helping Xiao Nan hone his combat experience, killing two birds with one stone.

Xia Yan took Xiao Nan back to the cave, took rice from the cellar, filled it with a mirage, and the next morning, he headed towards the place that the strong man said.

"Brother Hiko."

Xiao Nan was a little uncomfortable and grabbed the corner of Xia Yan's clothes.

Xia Yan sighed, Xiao Nan is also a person from the Land of Rain, and he must not feel good when he sees so many corpses and bones on the road.

"Xiao Nan, it's none of your business, it's inevitable due to war, aren't we just going to send them warmth?"

After listening to Xia Yan's comfort, Xiao Nan's uncomfortable mood was much better.

She withdrew her gaze from the bones on the side of the road and sighed faintly.

Soon, the outline of a small town gradually became clear.

The two of them held umbrellas and walked on the muddy dirt road.

Using this muddy ground to control the chakra under your feet, I have to say, it really works wonders.

At least Xia Yan's control of Chakra has increased a lot.

There are a lot of refugees in this town!

Xia Yan walked on the streets of the town, inspected the surrounding environment, and thought secretly after seeing the refugees sheltering from the rain in the corners under the eaves.

I found a random family.

I knocked on the door, and after a while, there was a faint sound of footsteps.

There was a rattling sound from the door, and it was not opened, but the gap between the doors was a little wider.

An eye appeared in the gap, and Xia Yan could see the deep vigilance and uneasiness in this eye.

"Who are you?"

Natsuhiko remembered that this was the edge of the battle zone, and perhaps there would be a sporadic sporadic Sand Hidden Ninja or Konoha Ninja breaking into the town to steal food.

No wonder this man is so vigilant.

Xia Yan showed a gentle smile and said, "Brother, open the door, I'm here to send you benefits."

The person behind the door said nervously, "I don't have anything to eat at home, you can go to another house to have a look!"

Knowing Xia Yan's intentions, this person hurriedly finished speaking, and looked at Xia Yan nervously through the crack in the door.

I want to see Xia Yan leave with my own eyes.

Xia Yan shook his head and took a few silver tickets and stuffed them into the crack of the door.

The man's eyes lit up immediately, and he just wanted to reach out to pick it up, but he didn't know what he thought, so he hesitated and stopped what he was doing, and asked:

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You.. What to do?"

"I want to borrow your stove for use, and the money is yours."

This person slightly glanced at Xia Yan's hand, and after seeing the amount of the silver ticket clearly, his heart was hot.

"You're really not here looking for food?"

Xia Yan shook his head: "Don't worry, we have food."

Seeing that this guy looked a little disbelieving, Xia Yan took a bag of rice from the mirage and held it in one hand.

The person behind the door glanced at the sack in Xia Yan's hand, it looked bulging, but he didn't know what it was.

However, seeing this man's words and the temptation of money, he instantly believed it.

"How long are you going to borrow?"

He asked cautiously.

Xia Yan thought for a moment, "One day!"

At the end of the day, there should be enough food for these refugees, right?

Looking at the number of these refugees, it seems that the number of these refugees is much smaller than in the previous town.

But he also knew that what he had just seen was only what could be seen on the surface of the town, and there were also refugees in the many alleys of the town.

Just like Xiao Nan before, he hid in a deep alley.

"Okay!"

The man behind the door hesitated for a while, but agreed.

He took the money from Xia Yan's hand and opened the door.

After the door opened, Xia Yan also saw the whole picture of this person.

It was a skinny middle-aged man.

"The stove is over here."

The middle-aged man swallowed his saliva, not knowing if his decision was the right one.

He was afraid that this man was trying to trick him into opening the door and then ......

During the week, from time to time, foreign ninjas broke into the town to steal food and even killed many people.

That's why the doors of the houses here are closed during the day.

Many merchants are afraid to come out and sell things.

Xia Yan could feel his fear, smiled slightly, and didn't say anything.

After a while, the man knew that he had no ulterior motives.

The reason why they came to the town to borrow stoves from these villagers was because they had ready-made stoves at home, which they could use to cook.

In fact, Xia Yan can also directly distribute unripe rice.

But even if you can complete the task, it won't be of much use.

These refugees have nothing to cook and nothing to cook, so even if they are given rice, how will they eat?

Xia Yan still didn't mind bothering a little bit on this, so he cooked ready-made hot rice for them and distributed it.

There is a way to save people's lives and build a seventh-level floating slaughter.

Xia Yan spent some silver taels again and asked the middle-aged man to go to the neighbor's house next door to explain the situation.

Money can make ghosts grind, and the middle-aged man readily agreed.

With the money to open the way, and with the persuasion of their acquaintances, several neighbors near the next door happily lent out their kitchens.

Xia Yan simply bribed them with money to do things for themselves, and sent a few bags of rice to each family.

Let them be in charge of cooking the rice.

After a few hours, Xia Yan saw that he had saved a lot of cooked rice, so he borrowed a stall and set it up on the street.

is also the previous method, so that the shadow clone walked the streets and alleys with a handful of cooked rice on the street shouting and publicity.

After a while, a nearby refugee came running over.