The cloth on the table (the white cloth used to steam steamed buns in the north) was lifted, and the room was filled with the aroma of porridge.

"It's... This is, white porridge... It's so fragrant and thick white rice porridge..."

Someone looked at the scene in front of them and couldn't help but exclaim.

On the table, there are ten bowls of rice porridge with white flowers.

The rice porridge is very thick, a bowl of rice porridge, nine points are rice, the rice soup is only a thin layer, it looks very viscous, a few white flowers, round rice grains are exposed, it looks very attractive.

"My old swan, I have lived for half my life, and I have never seen such thick porridge and such white rice."

Someone swallowed a mouthful of saliva and couldn't help but say.

Where have they seen this kind of eating on weekdays, even when there was no famine, the family usually eats, it is just clear porridge, and the amount of this bowl of white rice porridge in front of them can be eaten by a family of three for ten days and half a month on weekdays.

Not to mention the current famine, this bit of rice, mixed with a little more water, mixed with some wild grass and wild vegetable roots, can make hundreds of people eat.

The landlord didn't dare to eat like this.

So much rice, can be exchanged for two yellow flower girls.

They looked at the ten bowls of white rice porridge in front of them in disbelief, and their eyes were almost red, and this bowl of rice was worth a penny.

If it weren't for Liu Zhenhua standing in front of them, they would probably have to go up and grab it.

"Not only is there white porridge, but also mustard, a lot of mustard, and the mustard soup is still oily and watery!"

Ren Heitu glared and said in disbelief, he only ate pickles once during the Chinese New Year when he was a child, after all, in this era, who can use salted pickles so luxuriously.

Not to mention that there are still oil flowers floating in this mustard soup, what a luxury thing, there are so many in front of them, and it is right in front of them.

Looking at Liu Zhenhua's appearance, it seems that he still wants to give them these things to eat, how can they be able to eat these things.

Ren Hongli's stomach gurgled loudly, he wiped his saliva again and again, stared at the white porridge intently and said, "Liu... Young master, this white porridge... It's all for... Give it to us? ”

"Nature."

Liu Zhenhua smiled and nodded, the performance of these people was not beyond his expectations.

In the 21st century, few people of the younger generation drink this kind of white porridge, which is too sticky.

Generally, the meal is takeaway with cola.

But this is ancient times, it is the Chongzhen period under the catastrophe, and now this bowl of white porridge is the best food for these people, and it is immortal food that cannot be eaten once in a lifetime.

If it is placed outside, this bowl of white porridge may be robbed and mutined by the victims, which is why Liu Zhenhua did not take out the white porridge at noon.

At present, these ten people know their roots and have good character, and Liu Zhenhua has prepared them to be the first batch of subordinates to cultivate.

"Thank you, young master!"

Ren Hongli said with excitement on his face: "Then we can eat..."

"Big brother, what are you pulling me for?"

Before he finished speaking, Ren Manulife was pulled by Ren Zhuoyue, he looked at Ren Zhuo Zhuo suspiciously, and didn't know why Ren Zhuo wanted to pull him.

Liu Zhenhua also looked at Ren Zhuo with a serious face in puzzlement.

"Young Master, where did you get all this food?"

"Huh? Rest assured, this food source is absolutely safe, you can eat it with confidence. ”

Liu Zhenhua looked at Ren Zhuo in front of him and remembered the past, when he invited his brother to dinner in college, his brother asked him with a serious face, do you have any terminal illness.

This person's ideological consciousness will not be so high, and he can think a little more in the face of the temptation that is no less than money.

"These things are too precious for us to eat."

Ren Zhuo Zhuo said to Liu Zhenhua, he really wants to eat these things, but his father has warned them since he was a child, and Wan Zhong accepts it without arguing about etiquette and righteousness.

They have already shown Liu Zhenhua a lot of affection, and they can't eat these things.

"Don't get in the way, these things are meant to be eaten by you."

Liu Zhenhua looked at Ren Zhuo Zhuo and said, this person's ideological consciousness is quite high, he used to help these people, and he also had his own careful thoughts, the ancient peasants were simple, if you were a little kind to them, they would write it down, Liu Zhenhua thought that if he couldn't survive, he really wanted to rebel, so he also had his own team, and now it seems that these people have more surprises for him.

"That's it," Ren Zhuo Zhuo said as he looked at Liu Zhenhua.

"We only take two bowls of porridge, and we don't take any mustard, which is regarded as the wages for our labor in recent days."

Here they should have been paid and fed to repair the walls, but now there is nothing.

Two bowls of porridge are enough, after all, the price of rice is extremely expensive now, and two bowls of porridge are a lot of rice.

These white rice porridges are very thick, take them back, pour them into a large pot, and mix them with some more water to make a fragrant rice soup for many people.

The faces of the people around him changed, but they didn't say anything, Liu Zhenhua had already helped them a lot on weekdays, and what Ren Zhuozhuo said was not wrong.

These two bowls of white porridge, after being made into rice soup, they can also drink some, at least better than the white porridge they drank in front of the city wall.

"You don't have to be like this, you each have a bowl, just take it and drink it, these white porridges are not precious to me," Liu Zhenhua said slowly.

There was a puzzled expression on their faces, obviously not knowing why Liu Zhenhua would say such inconsequential words.

It's not precious, so much white porridge and mustard can be worth a few taels of silver, how can it not be precious, if some big family says these words, forget it.

But according to what the young master said on weekdays, his family background is not much, although they call Young Master Liu Zhenhua on weekdays, but he is not the rich young master.

"Young master, don't joke with us, so let's do it, you can't eat these white porridges, if it is worth half a month's salary, how about it."

Ren Zhuo looked at Liu Zhenhua and said, at the moment, they almost don't pay their salaries, and they don't have any meals to eat, the housekeeper is lying to them, being able to get so much white porridge from Liu Zhenhua is already a blessing in misfortune, as for what to do in the future, if they think of a way in the future, maybe they will also be refugees fleeing the famine.

Liu Zhenhua seemed to shake his head helplessly.

"If you have to change something, it seems that you will not accept it without telling you where it came from."

Ren Zhuo nodded, "Young Master, this white porridge and mustard didn't come out of thin air, we definitely can't accept it directly." ”

The others should nod their heads in agreement, and they agree with this.

If it was the food that the government had brought out for relief, then they would have eaten it with peace of mind, but it was a meal from an unknown source that someone else had gotten.

"Okay, then I'll let you know where this food comes from," said Liu Zhenhua, pushed away the crowd, strode to the door, opened the door and looked around, Liu's house was already empty, and the kitchen was located in the backyard, so there should be no one here.

It's also to be on the sidelines, for the sake of safety.

Liu Zhenhua closed the door, and then looked at the ten people in the room.

"This white porridge and mustard are really changed by me out of thin air."

Liu Zhenhua's words echoed in everyone's ears, making everyone look stunned......