"Variation?"

Ren Zhuo Zhuo repeated it with a look of disbelief on his face, and several people around him also whispered this sentence.

It was also evident from their expressions that they did not believe it.

Most of the people in this era are ignorant, but it doesn't mean that people are stupid, Liu Zhenhua has no evidence, how can everyone believe that this white porridge is changed by him.

"Yes."

"It's... Young master, you can't fool us, how can we believe the reason we find casually, you better tell us where this white porridge came from. ”

The expression on Ren Zhuozhuo's face was a little helpless, how could Young Master Liu say this foolish child's words.

"Yes, young master, I know this is impossible, and you are not an immortal."

Ren Hongli on the side spread his hands and said, after saying that, his stomach rumbled again, obviously very hungry.

None of the ten people in front of him believed that Liu Zhenhua said that the changes came, almost all of them grew up with Liu Zhenhua, Liu Zhenhua has this ability, can they not know?

Liu Zhenhua smiled and didn't speak, just spread his hands, "Look, there's nothing, right." ”

He had expected this for a long time, so he kept a portion of white porridge and mustard and did not take it out.

Everyone nodded one after another, looking at Liu Zhenhua's hand, it was indeed empty.

"Could it be that the young master can really conjure up?"

This idea popped up in Ren Zhuo's mind, and Liu Zhenhua in front of him didn't look like that hard-mouthed person, why did he spread his hands.

"Optimistic."

Liu Zhenhua spread his hands flat, his body straightened, and looked at everyone.

Hearing this, everyone stared at Liu Zhenhua's hands, so that Liu Zhenhua had no room to move.

Suddenly, without any movement, a bowl of white porridge appeared on Liu Zhenhua's left hand, and a plate of mustard appeared on his right hand.

"This ...... How can it be? ”

Ren Zhuo Zhuo had a shocked expression on his face, this scene was beyond his cognition.

In the past, he had seen people playing tricks, and those were just tricks, but now, Liu Zhenhua did not move his hands, but a bowl of hot white porridge and crisp and delicious mustard appeared out of thin air in his hands.

"Oh my God," Ren Hongli exclaimed, his eyes as wide as cowbells, his gaze sweeping back and forth between the white porridge in Liu Zhenhua's hand and his face.

It seems to be to see if it is a man or a god in front of us.

Someone knelt directly on the ground, and kept shouting "reincarnation of the gods" in his mouth.

Liu Zhenhua didn't stop it when he saw this scene, and when his subordinates became more in the future, he took out more prestige meals each time.

It was more like the handiwork of the gods.

This kind of thing is somewhat inexplicable in modern times, not to mention that in ancient times when the people's wisdom was not opened, the reincarnation of immortals was the best way to explain it.

"Could it be... Is the young master really the reincarnation of an immortal? ”

Ren Zhuo muttered, their father once said that there are no immortals in the world, otherwise, why did the grandparents burn incense and worship the Buddha during the scientific examination, there are too many examples like this, the so-called immortals and Buddhas are just the last sustenance of hopeless people.

At present, this non-human scene appeared in front of him in a real way, and the words that his father had said were shattered by this scene in front of him.

Liu Zhenhua sighed, drawing everyone's attention to himself.

"I was going to get along with you as an ordinary person," Liu Zhenhua said, placing white porridge and mustard on the table.

Then he turned and stood with his hands in his hands.

"But in this world, ordinary people are no longer able to save the world."

Liu Zhenhua's voice was filled with a bit of compassion, and he remembered what he had seen and heard in the past few days.

The people were displaced, the victims outside the city were panicked, and a girl couldn't even get three catties of rice and noodles.

In the era of civilization, only a glimpse of the corner through popular science videos has made Liu Zhenhua often feel the real suffering of the people, and now that Liu Zhenhua has seen it with his own eyes, how can he not feel sad in his heart.

The ten members of the Ren family were infected by the emotions revealed in Liu Zhenhua's words, and they all looked a little depressed, if it weren't for the help of the Liu family, they might be like the victims outside the city in the near future.

"So, I don't pretend, it's a showdown," Liu Zhenhua's voice suddenly brightened, he clenched his fists, before the crossing, he was at most a keyboard warrior, but after the crossing, he has a golden finger, he is fully capable of changing the direction of history.

"I... It is the reincarnation of the god of the stove. ”

When it comes to the last sentence, Liu Zhenhua's voice is gentle, without any impassionedness, some are just a mediocre narrative, God, for people is high, for God itself, is just an ordinary identity.

It's this gentle elaboration.

Let the second person kneel down, this person is called Ren Ergou, the oldest in the group, a full thirty years old.

His head was almost touching the ground, and he looked very religious, and he whimpered.

"It's the Stove King, it's the Lord of the Stove, no wonder Young Master Liu has been helping us, woo woo."

Hearing this, several people around knelt down with a shout and bowed down to Liu Zhenhua's five-body body.

Everything makes sense.

The people take food as the sky, and the king of the stove is in charge of the people's diet, commonly known as Ji.

At the time of the catastrophe and drought, Liu Zhenhua was not rich, but he took the initiative to help them with food, because Liu Zhenhua was the reincarnation of the Lord of the Stove, and he could not bear the suffering of his people.

So he regained his divine power and conjured up white rice and mustard out of thin air.

Liu Zhenhua had information about the Lord of the Stove in his mind, one was to manage the people's diet, the second was to serve the fate, and the third was to check good and evil.

He suddenly wanted to laugh, I was not the god of medicine in the past, and I was not the god of the stove in his ancient times, right?

The name of the god of the stove can indeed be, conjuring up white porridge and mustard is not just diet, serving fate, he can definitely change the fate of many people and change the fate of history.

Supervise good and evil, and now in the Ming Palace, officials are corrupt and corrupt are rampant, and Emperor Chongzhen is powerless.

At a time when good and evil are reversed, someone needs to step up and turn the situation around.

Before, he didn't have a golden finger, and maybe he could only follow the tide of history, but now, he has a system, so powerful that it is enough to change the direction of the river of history.

"Get up."

Liu Zhenhua said softly.

The ten people who knelt on the ground got up from the ground when they heard this, and they didn't even dare to look up at Liu Zhenhua one by one, they only bowed their heads and bowed their bodies and said, "Thank you, God of the Stove." ”

The reverence of ancient people for monarchy and divine power is difficult for modern people to see.

Liu Zhenhua didn't say much, since he put on the identity of a god, it is necessary to make most people fear and admire, there is no need to get closer, except for a few people.

"Let's go eat."

Liu Zhenhua knocked on the table.

Ren Hongli stood up first, Ren Zhuo didn't even react, his temperament was like this, and his fear of the gods was not so strong, he took two steps forward and picked up a bowl of white porridge and a plate of mustard.

Then he grinned at Liu Zhenhua, "Thank you, Liu... Stove God, but can I take these home and eat them? ”