Bang~

Bang~

Bang bang bang~

One by one, the ragged homeless people knelt down towards the family members of He Mansion, and some even kowtowed.

"Don't thank us."

The family members hurriedly helped the homeless people up and explained: "We are just taking money to do things, and it was Wang Xiu Dao of Sanqing Xianmen who came up with this idea." ”

"Of the 3,000 pigs, 2,000 were bought by Daoist Wang Xiu, and the remaining 1,000 were donated by my family."

"If you want to be thankful, you should also thank the two of them."

After Jiading's explanation.

Tears were in the eyes of all the displaced people, some of whom had come from other nearby cities and had to migrate due to the floods.

Some came from other territories ruled by the Xianmen, and because of the harsh oppression of the Xianmen disciples, their lives were really unsustainable, so they could only go away.

There are still some.

even escaped from the 'human captivity' within the demon clan's sphere of influence, and finally came to Fengcheng.

Starving all the way, bumpy all the way, and having already lost most of his life.

But now.

After this steaming bowl of brown rice porridge, they felt alive again, and they were so happy to be able to eat and be full.

Wang Xiu is the head of the road.

Outside the He family.

These two names are etched in their minds more deeply than anything else.

……

The news spread quickly.

The news that the He family used 'bran brown rice porridge' for disaster relief soon spread throughout Fengcheng.

Initially.

Hearing that the He family used the bran eaten by livestock to relieve the disaster, the people in the city were all scolding.

But.

After hearing that the He family 'exchanged pork for brown rice, and it was discounted by 20%), the scolding disappeared, and only praise remained.

There are even suggestions that the He family 'add pork', '3,000 pigs are enough for who eats', 'let the next city see it, and think that we Fengcheng people can't afford to change it' and so on.

Time.

The people of the whole city were moved by it, and bags of brown rice were transported from thousands of households to He's family.

In fact.

If He Daren understands the concept of 'futures', as long as he operates a little, he can take this opportunity to collect a large amount of brown rice in the city.

Then they hoard, creating a shortage of brown rice, driving up the price of rice, and then selling it at the right time.

That's the case.

Under one in and one out, with 20% off pork for grain, not only will you not lose money, but you will even make a profit.

Of course.

Wang Xiu will not teach him this kind of operation, after all, it is not a good way, and if you do too much of this kind of immoral profiteer, it is easy to have a son without an asshole.

But.

Even if you don't understand this truth, when 3,000 heads of pork pour into the Fengcheng market, the price of pork in the city is bound to fall, and it is really hard to say whether you can keep eighty percent.

Well.

In other words, those who trade brown rice for pork.

If it's just a tooth sacrifice and open meat, everyone will naturally be happy, but if you want to buy and sell.

Ahem.

I guess I'll lose so much that I don't even have pants left!

……

The other side.

In the suburban homeless gathering area, the news of Hejiapai's porridge disaster relief is also fermenting rapidly.

After all.

For these displaced people, there is nothing more important than having enough to eat, and they did not go to the relief shelter before because they were disappointed too many times and could not grab it at all.

It is better to go to the mountains to dig wild vegetables and gnaw bark and grass roots.

But now it's different.

Brown rice porridge mixed with some bran?

Bran is eaten by animals, does it hurt self-esteem?

Dignity is a fart!

Not to mention that brown rice porridge is mixed with bran, even if it is porridge made of pure bran, it is a good thing!

Time.

The entire displaced area was boiling, and more than 100,000 displaced people poured towards the relief shelters in various parts of the city, and the other people around them were all terrified.

Boy.

Are these guys crazy?

So unpalatable, brown rice porridge mixed with bran.

Can they actually drink it?

Time.

Many Fengcheng families and students who originally insisted that Wang Xiu and He Daren's practice of 'bran disaster relief' insulted Sven's Fengcheng family and students all had inexplicable emotions rising in their hearts.

Let every grain of relief food fall into the mouths of the homeless, the disaster and the hungry.

Seem.

This should be the right way to open disaster relief.

"Woo~"

"I'm finally full, I'm full for the first time in half a year, woo woo~"

"Brother, brother, we finally don't have to die."

"Mother, did you see it in the sky? My sister and I finally arrived in Maple City, and we were finally able to survive. ”

"Sanqing Xianmen, Wang Xiu Daochang, who else is outside, woo woo~"

……

In front of the disaster relief shed, some people burst into tears, some people were grateful, and some people wanted to kneel and kowtow, but no matter how they stopped, they couldn't stop it.

There are many kinds of people in the world.

Vividly.

On the high city tower, Wang Xiu and He Daren stood side by side.

The old butler was half a step behind and followed behind: "Everything is as the king said, the Taoist is really like a god, young master, ......"

He Daren#: "Call me master!" ”

The old housekeeper nodded: "Okay young master, I have already calculated, according to the ration of 100,000 displaced people, the brown rice and bran in our He family's house can last for half a month." ”

"If you count the brown rice exchanged for 3,000 pigs, it should be able to exchange for about 3 million catties of brown rice, and it can be topped for another three months."

He Daren nodded, looking at the homeless people who were grateful and praised him.

He only felt the joy in his heart, and muttered: "I didn't expect that the feeling of being praised for doing good deeds is so cool!" Wang Daochang, why don't we kill another 3,000 pigs! ”

Old Butler: ???

Wang Xiu: ???

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and Wang Xiu couldn't cry or laugh: "Don't be impulsive, it's the so-called promotion of Mien, fighting Mi hatred." ”

"Now."

"These victims are drinking bran brown rice porridge and are grateful to you because you saved their lives."

"But when they have recovered, if you still serve bran porridge, they will no longer have the desire to earn a living, and they will no longer be grateful."

"Even, I will dislike the bran porridge you give is not delicious, and ask why you don't serve white rice porridge and white rice."

He Daren was stunned: "How can this be? ”

The housekeeper next to him was very old and had a lot of experience, so he nodded and said, "Young Master, if you really keep providing brown rice porridge, this kind of thing is likely to happen." ”

He Daren scratched his head: "Then what should we do?" It's not porridge, it's not it, it's not okay, you can't see death without helping! ”

"It's very simple, cash-for-work."

Wang Xiu said with a smile: "I have already reported to the sect and proposed to expand at the north gate of Fengcheng and incorporate the wasteland in the north of the city into Fengcheng. ”

"Displaced people can build houses and reclaim wasteland on those wastelands, so that they can become self-sufficient as soon as possible."

"If you want to eat white rice or nibble on big pig's trotters, you can do it."

"Let them earn it with their hands!"

it!

He Daren's eyes lit up: "Wonderful wow, wonderful ~ wow~!" ”

……

Boy.

This Wang Dao Chang is obviously younger than him, why is his brain so useful?

More than 100,000 displaced people, a headache for anyone.

That's it?