Liu Zhenhua's words made the victims a little flustered.

Tonight we will be able to eat food, which is very tempting for the refugees who have fled the famine along the way.

"This young master, how can we believe your empty words."

A middle-aged man stood up and looked at Liu Zhenhua and said, his words were echoed by most people.

After all, Liu Zhenhua and his party did not carry food with them, and there was no food nearby when they walked all the way.

Otherwise, they would not have rushed to Tianjin City.

Ren Hongli wanted to refute them when he heard this, but he was told by Liu Zhenhua not to reveal that he could conjure up food.

He scratched his ears and cheeks on the sidelines.

"Believe it or not, anyway, if you go with me, you will naturally have food to eat at night," Liu Zhenhua stood with a smile on his face.

It is not mandatory for these people to follow Liu Zhenhua.

"If you are willing to follow my step forward and come to me, I only need thirty-five people at most, and you can do it yourself if you don't want to."

After Liu Zhenhua finished speaking, he stopped talking, but just looked at these victims quietly.

Most of them were very thin and withered, with only a few of them appearing stronger.

I have to say that being able to walk from Shaanxi to Tianjin City, Liu Zhenhua still admires them very much.

Some of the victims turned their heads and walked directly in the direction of Tianjin, which was significantly more convincing than Liu Zhenhua's vague promise.

The expressions on some people's faces were hesitant and tangled, and they looked Liu Zhenhua up and down.

Only Liu Zhenhua's clothes in front of him seem to have a better family background, and everyone else is basically wearing some linen clothes.

The group didn't have any luggage.

In modern times, Liu Zhenhua's behavior can be regarded as painting cakes.

Some of the victims who were originally a little hesitant turned their heads and left, and they followed the team and headed towards Tianjin City.

One after another, there were only a dozen people left here, and the sturdy people Liu Zhenhua saw earlier were among these dozen people.

These people are still a little tangled.

One of the six-foot-tall people (one foot in the Ming Dynasty was thirty-one centimeters to thirty-three centimeters) stood up, he looked at Liu Zhenhua and said, "This young master, can you really give us food to eat." ”

Liu Zhenhua looked at these people with a smile: "I said, if you believe it, come to me, if you don't believe it, please feel free." ”

At this time, he really wanted to take out a folding fan and fan it in front of him, so that it would look full.

These people glanced at each other and nodded, but it was still the man who stepped forward, clasped his fists and said: "In this case, then more than a dozen of us will follow you, if you can't get food out at night, I will leave, I hope you don't stop it." ”

"It's nature."

Liu Zhenhua nodded, he was already very satisfied with these dozen people following him.

The number of people in the line has doubled.

Liu Zhenhua opened the panel and took a look.

The current members of the force have reached thirty people, counting him.

You can earn 30 reputation points per day.

"In less than a year, farmers in Shaanxi, Henan and other places have risen up one after another."

Liu Zhenhua thought in his heart, there are almost eight months left.

Enough for him to accumulate strength in Shaanxi.

Liu Zhenhua had seen a post on the Internet before.

The question is if I have 5,000 heavy cavalry, will I be sentenced to death if I am found by the emperor?

Five thousand heavy cavalry is enough to destroy the country in any dynasty.

Give Liu Zhenhua enough time and accumulate enough prestige, and he will be able to accumulate these five thousand heavy cavalry.

Walking on the road, the villagers of the Ren family followed Liu Zhenhua to the left, and the previous victims followed Liu Zhenhua to the right.

"What's your name," Liu Zhenhua asked suddenly as he turned his head.

The eight-foot man was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting Liu Zhenhua to take the initiative to talk to him.

After reacting, he hurriedly said, "Back to the young master, my name is Yang Lichao." ”

Liu Zhenhua looked at this person's speech and demeanor, not like a farmer digging in the soil, and vaguely, these people seemed to be headed by him.

"Have you read a book?"

"I was a scholar who was a companion to the young master of the clan in the big clan's family before."

Yang Lichao explained that he didn't explain much, and Liu Zhenhua didn't ask questions.

The group walked fifteen miles, Liu Zhenhua glanced around, everywhere they saw was desolate, and there were some scattered shadows in the distance, but the road they were moving forward did not overlap with Liu Zhenhua and others.

"Stop and eat."

Liu Zhenhua stretched out his hand and motioned for everyone to stop.

Hearing this, Ren Zhuozhuo and the others' eyes lit up, Ren Hongli even stretched out his tongue and licked his lips, the deliciousness of yesterday's white porridge and mustard had been deeply imprinted in their minds.

Just hearing Liu Zhenhua say that they were opening the meal, their mouths were constantly secreting saliva.

The thought of being able to eat these things every day in the future, Ren Zhuoyu and the others felt like they were dreaming.

Unlike the reactions of Ren Zhuoyu and others, the people on Yang Lichao's side were full of doubts.

Dinner? What to cook.

The surroundings were barren, and Liu Zhenhua and the others had no luggage, no food, no water, no pots and pans.

If you eat with your head, do you eat the Guanyin soil dug up from the ground?

Isn't that playing on them?

Thinking of this, some people's faces changed one after another, although they had expected that this situation might occur, but when this situation was really in front of them, they still felt a little angry.

"Uh... Young master, in this wilderness, you don't have any packages, how can we eat, if you don't eat, you just say yes, we will go first. ”

Yang Lichao also felt that this person was a little inauthentic, and he had some doubts in his heart, could he really feel wrong?

Liu Zhenhua shook his head, then pointed to the open ground in front of him.

"Here's the food."

The ground was bare, not even a little weed.

Yang Lichao and the others had green faces, did they really eat soil, did they play them like this.

He only felt a rush of blood rushing to his head, his face flushed a little red with anger, he really saw it wrong, this person was entertaining them.

"Why do you ......?"

"White porridge!"

Before Yang Lichao finished speaking, he was suddenly interrupted by an exclamation.

Then I smelled a burst of porridge and a bit of pickles.

When Yang Lichao was a gun boy in the He family clan before, he had smelled such a porridge fragrance, but then the He family became more and more depressed, and until Fang Cai, he had never smelled such a strong porridge fragrance.

Turning his head, the man who had exclaimed earlier looked at the ground with a shocked expression.

The same goes for the people around me

Looking at the ground with this person's gaze a little blankly, Yang Lichao was suddenly stunned by the scene in front of him.

There are eleven bowls of white porridge and eleven plates of mustard on the ground, and wooden chopsticks are lying on top of the white porridge......