Ren Hongli looked at the shocked appearance of these people and grinned, "Big brother, you see that these people have never seen the world." ”

Ren Zhuo Zhuo directly punched Ren Hongli in the waist, "Didn't we do the same yesterday, aren't you scolding yourself?" Stupid. ”

"Poof."

A person knelt directly on the ground, as if there was a chain reaction, and a group of people suddenly knelt on the ground, and the scene in front of them was no less than a miracle.

To be precise, this is the means of immortals.

Otherwise, why would there be so much food out of thin air on this empty ground?

I even had dishes and chopsticks.

Liu Zhenhua was a little helpless, how could these people kneel down at every turn.

"Hurry up."

He looked at the men and said.

He didn't speak, but it was okay that as soon as he spoke, the group of people suddenly bent down, and their heads were almost prostrate on the ground, "Don't dare, this immortal." ”

Yang Lichao suddenly felt a little frightened in his heart, and the moment he saw the bowls of white porridge on the ground, he knew that he was probably meeting a true immortal today.

In Shaanxi, Henan, Shanxi, Northeast China, these places often have legends of immortals and monsters.

Yang Lichao's hearsay on weekdays, coupled with the fact that he had read some legends of Zhiwei, had more respect for things like immortals and spirits, which also made him very frightened, because his attitude was really a bit bad.

"The grass people have eyes and don't know Mount Tai, and they are offended, so please forgive the immortals!"

Yang Lichao kowtowed directly and buried his head on the ground.

Others cowered as well.

"Those who do not know are not guilty, you have never seen such a method, and it is human nature not to believe."

Liu Zhenhua said softly, and then gave Ren Zhuo a look.

The latter knew it in his heart, and then walked quickly to Liu Zhenhua's side, "Let me tell you the truth, my young master is the god of the stove." ”

"Stove God!"

Someone exclaimed in a low voice, and his body trembled even more violently, Yang Lichao is very familiar with the god of the stove, the bigger the clan, the more awe of the gods, and Yang Lichao just watches from afar when he sacrifices to the stove every year.

The god of the stove is in charge of the food of the people in the world.

"No wonder it was white rice mustard, it turned out to be the king of the stove."

"I'll wait for the grass people to meet the Lord of the Stove... How much offense there is..."

The group hurriedly kowtowed again, and confessed their guilt, with an extremely sincere attitude, which was a treatment that the emperor did not have.

"Okay, the Lord of the Stove said that he doesn't blame you, but he doesn't blame you, the Lord of the Stove loves the people like a son, don't you know? Say thank you, we still have to hurry, it will be too late for you to thank you like this if you delay the important event of the Lord of the Stove. ”

Ren Zhuo's brain was racing and he came up with a set of words.

Liu Zhenhua was very satisfied with what he heard, he had long seen Ren You's agility, and his current performance was really like this.

"Thank you, Lord Stove..."

After a group of people bowed, they hurriedly stood up, although they didn't know what the so-called stove prince was, but they couldn't afford to make a mistake and blame the gods.

If you offend the emperor and punish the nine clans at most, it will only be a death once, and the gods may be able to make you die in death.

You can't even be reincarnated.

"Eat first, there are eleven bowls of white porridge and eleven servings of mustard, one bowl and one plate belong to me, and the remaining ten bowls of rice are eaten by twenty-nine of you."

Although they didn't know why the Lord of the Stove still had to eat, they didn't dare to ask more.

Yang Lichao took the lead and was about to kneel down and kowtow to thank him, but was stopped by Liu Zhenhua.

"Don't kneel down at every turn in the future, call me young master on weekdays, do you understand?"

"Got it... I see. ”

Yang Lichao hurriedly said.

Ren Hongli scratched his head and muttered in a low voice, "Why doesn't the Lord of the Stove... Woo..."

Before he finished speaking, Ren Zhuo covered his mouth, "I told you not to talk too much, just watch." ”

Even Ren Fanyi gently kicked Ren Hongli.

Their small movements were seen by Liu Zhenhua, and he didn't care, he could only summon eleven servings of white porridge and mustard now, because this thing could only be refreshed after twelve o'clock, and it was the same as the number of people.

The current white porridge and mustard are still refreshed when there are only eleven people.

Therefore, there are only eleven copies, and thirty copies will be refreshed after twelve o'clock tonight.

Yang Lichao and the others hurriedly shouted thank you, young master, they were already very satisfied, ten bowls of white porridge with full portions, and a plate of mustard, almost three people shared a bowl, and they were already able to share a lot of food.

This is an extremely rare food for them, and they naturally don't say much.

I just can't express my gratitude to Liu Zhenhua.

With Liu Zhenhua here, naturally none of these people dare to be smart, and they are all very conscious of holding up a bowl of porridge and a plate of mustard.

Ren Zhuo and Ren Hongli shared a bowl of white porridge and a portion of mustard alone, which these people spontaneously let out.

Because in their opinion, Ren Zhuo is more able to speak and do things in front of Liu Zhenhua.

Originally, Ren Manulife planned to let his father eat, but Ren Fanyi refused.

Liu Zhenhua pulled the white porridge and ate the mustard, and didn't say much about the scene in front of him, Ren Zhuo was a little smart, and he knew how to repay his kindness, and his temperament was relatively good, to be precise, the ten people of the Ren family had a good temperament.

It's just that Ren Zhuo is more intelligent, and I don't know if it's a strategist's material.

It remains to be seen.

No one spoke during the meal, they were all waiting intently for the person in front of them to eat, and then passed the white porridge and mustard to the next person.

Although it is a little difficult to control the amount of food, it is almost the same as one person being able to get one-third, and it is not how high the consciousness of these people is.

The main thing is from Liu Zhenhua's deterrent, a god watching here, it is much more effective than a butcher's knife and the emperor.

After all, there is a saying that people are watching the sky, they eat here, and the gods sit next to them to eat.

Whoever dares to eat more, they used to be simple peasants, but they are not stupid peasants, and they can know the stakes clearly.

If you eat too much because of greed, if you are discovered by the gods, you will be expelled from the team at the least, and you may be killed by the gods directly.

They can still tell the difference between a saturated meal and a meal.

Soon, all the food was destroyed, the dishes, chopsticks, and mustard dishes were clean, and there was no food residue to be seen, not because of the system, but because these people licked it too cleanly.

They may not have heard the poem "On the afternoon of hoeing day, sweat drops fall into the soil, who knows that the food on the plate, every grain is hard", but they know the preciousness of this grain better than anyone else.

Literal education will never succeed in realistic education.

After eating, the dishes, chopsticks and plates on the ground quickly disappeared, this scene made Yang Lichao and others sigh in their hearts that they were worthy of being immortals, and they were even more in awe of Liu Zhenhua.