"Old Man Ning, I see that the people around here are gathering more and more, do you want me to send someone to evacuate?" The prefectural order proposed.

Village Chief Ning squinted his eyes and looked at it from afar, and found that there were really a lot of people, and there was even a tendency to gather more and more.

But he wasn't worried at all, what he wanted was this effect, the more people who came over today, the easier things for Evergreen would be next.

"No need, but I'm going to trouble you to send someone to keep the law and order." Ning Village Changdao.

The other party refused, and the county order was not in vain, so he asked the limit to take his token to the city and brought many people over, all to help maintain law and order.

In this way, it seems that two pumpkins are definitely not enough, but Village Chief Ning does not want them to be full.

He calmly said to Mrs. Han next to him, "Chop the melons a little, and it's best to cook them all into porridge, so that everyone can taste a little taste." Just taste it, what's the matter? Still want to eat enough?

He turned to one of the peasants beside him and said, "Go get a few more buckets of water, I'm afraid there won't be enough here." It is impossible to increase the melon, Ning Changrong asked him to take four out, and said that if there are many people, it can be increased to ten at most.

Village Chief Ning didn't see that paragraph, two is enough, and it is a waste to take out the excess, and it is impossible for one person to get as much as he takes no matter how many melons so many people take.

As long as they taste it and know that the pumpkin is a good thing, he can complete Evergreen's mission.

According to the instructions of Village Chief Ning, everyone began to work in an orderly manner, and the official also helped to direct everyone to line up.

From a distance, there were several long queues, and there was no end in sight.

Everyone was chattering excitedly and discussing.

"I don't know what this pumpkin tastes like, I smell a little sweet."

"I've heard people say that this pumpkin is sweet and filling."

"There are so many of us lined up for me, and there are still young and old people in front, can we eat them when we are in line?" Someone asked worriedly, glancing at the front.

"I don't know, it's okay at home anyway, even if we eat it, even if we are blessed, it's good that we can't smell it. I've never heard of pumpkins."

"It was brought by a foreigner, and I heard that Lord Ning also happened to be kind enough to help the Gentile buy his seeds."

The person at the front of the line smelled the sweeter smell in the air, and couldn't help but sniff and stretch his neck to look.

"How long will we be able to eat?" Watching those pumpkins being crackled and chopped into pieces, poured into the pot, a large bucket of water, and poured into it, the whole soup became turbid, and it was really unsightly to look at from a distance.

But smelling the smell in the air, they really couldn't take their eyes off it.

Mrs. Han didn't raise her head and held the big horse spoon, and kept stirring it into the pot, "What's the hurry? Can you be without it? Wait."

The man was not annoyed, and proposed, "I think the fire is too small, otherwise I would have been able to get along faster with a little more firewood."

The white of Han Pozi's eyes were about to roll to the sky, "Do you know how to cook or will I cook it?" Why don't you do this work?"

Looking at the big horse spoon handed over by the other party, the man smiled and took a half step back, "I don't understand this." If such a precious grain were cooked for him, he would not be able to afford it.

"Know what you're yelling about? Whose house is cooking porridge over a high heat?" Mrs. Han scolded and scolded.

As soon as he finished speaking, he paused, thought about it, and added a piece of firewood into it.

Seeing that the pot was boiling, the big guy was looking at it, and he was not even in the mood to speak, and looked ahead vigorously.

"Did you bring the bowl you brought?" Village Chief Ning asked.

The old man next to him was an elder in the village, and he often accompanied Village Chief Ning and walked around the village, which was considered a relatively high status, and he replied, "The bowls of the people in the village have been borrowed and washed."

Village Chief Ning nodded with satisfaction, and then asked Mrs. Han, "When is this pumpkin soup good?"

Mrs. Han didn't dare to scold everyone else casually, looked at the pot, and estimated

After a pause: "Wait another cup of tea and you can eat."

In the days when they first moved to Taixi County, they basically got some pumpkins from every household, and they had the best grasp of the heat and knew when the taste was best.

Village Chief Ning stroked his beard with satisfaction, and he said to the old man next to him, "Later, let the people from your village come and line up first."

It's good that the bad family has been working for them for so long, and they are Evergreen's tenants, so they must be close to their own family first.

After the other party listened, Ledi showed only a few teeth left.

He arched his hand and said, "Thank you, Master Ning. On behalf of our whole village, I would like to thank Master Ning."

Village Chief Ning waved his hand, "Let's all go get the bowl and prepare."

The other party hurriedly instructed the young people around him to tell the whole village the news.

The people of the village, men and women, young and old, all rushed out of the house as long as they could move, bowls in their hands, waiting in a line next to them.

Estimating the time to stir in the pot again, Mrs. Han looked at the other big iron pots, and then looked at the big iron pot in front of her, and gently scooped a small bite with a big horse spoon and tasted it.

Then he nodded and said to Village Chief Ning, "It's okay to eat."

"Let's get two bowls first."

Mrs. Han immediately took the bowl at her foot next to her and filled two bowls of pumpkin porridge.

Village Chief Ning took it and handed it directly to the county lieutenant who was next to them to help command the officials, and the county commander had already left because he was busy with other things.

After the other party thanked him, Village Chief Ning took another bowl and gave it directly to the old man next to him.

The other party was very surprised, and then took it with a thousand thanks.

"Thank you, Master Ning."

"Be careful." He turned his head and said to Mrs. Han, "Let's beat all the people in their village first."

The people in the village were all excited, holding bowls one by one, looking at Mrs. Han and them.

Then they lined up one by one, and excitedly handed over the bowl they were wearing, and Mrs. Han was not stingy, and played a big bowl full.

There was some commotion in the crowd waiting in line.

"Why did you call them first, we've been standing in line here for so long."

"It's just first-come, first-served!"

A trace of anger flashed on the face of the old man beside Village Chief Ning, and even those young people from the same village who were still queuing up couldn't help but retort: "Why can't you give us a call first? We are tenants of Lord Ning, and it stands to reason that you are outsiders!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the two parties immediately quarreled.

"You say that Lord Ning is still from the county, according to the distance between relatives, those of us who live in the county are closer to him!"