There were several celebrity chefs from all over the world in An Ren's ship, who were originally responsible for holding banquets on the ship, but when he was about to arrive in Hong Kong, he specially instructed the celebrity chefs to open the fire and cook, vowing to save the face of the An family that had fallen into today's absurd trouble.

Gao Changgong slowly walked out of the cabin, walked off the boat along the slats, looked at An Ren's remorseful look, smiled, and said, "What are you doing again?"

An Ren's lowered head was slightly raised, but he didn't dare to stand up straight, his back was bent like an ordinary family treats him, and he only looked at Gao Changgong's expression cautiously with two rat-like eyes, and said timidly: "An Ren knows his mistakes, even if he dies on the spot, it is difficult to make up for the stupid things he did in front of the general today, fortunately, An Ren has these famous chefs from the north and south, and their skills are not bad.......

He suddenly stopped talking, because he found that Gao Changgong was not looking at him at all, but leaned over his shoulder and looked at the porridge shop that gave porridge to the victims.

At this moment, it was the second soup soup of the porridge shop, and the ragged victims had almost no expression on their faces, and the emperor was lined up in a long line, holding a clay bowl that was either complete or mutilated, but a pair of eyes were staring at the cauldron with white smoke, and some people were angry in their hearts and scolded the people in the porridge shed for being too slow, and some complained that the people in front of the queue were not fast enough.

Qin Ke walked a few steps forward in a daze, and saw that some of the victims were holding broken bowls in one hand and children in the other, and those children were also holding bowls in their hands, but they were smaller and more broken, their faces were dirty, and their snot was about to hang on their lips, but they didn't react at all, they just couldn't help but lick the edge of the bowl with their petite tongues, looking a little impatient.

"The porridge is hot! Don't be in a hurry to eat it! Blow it well, or it will be hot!" The person serving the porridge had a cloth covering his face, and his voice seemed a little urn-like, but he still pulled his throat hard.

The soldiers, with swords at their waists, walked around with serious expressions, and when they caught the splashes who tried to cut through the line, they would sheath them mercilessly, and then grab their collars and throw them to the back of the line.

However, this kind of behavior was not disgusted by the victims, but many of them watched with gloating, and from time to time burst into laughter.

Those splashes also knew that they were at a loss, and they were caught on the spot, and they could only stand at the end of the queue with a bowl in a daze, touching their shriveled stomachs, revealing the same expectant eyes as other victims.

Someone had already carefully come out of the porridge shop with a bowl, and several large tents had been set up in the yamen on the side.

Leaning against the pillar, they slowly squatted down, but their mouths were blowing one after another, and before the heat dissipated, they couldn't wait to get to the edge of the bowl and began to drink it in a big gulp, as if a baby was greedily sucking its mother's **, and then, when they drank the last drop of silver soup at the bottom of the bowl, they began to pull the remaining few cooked rice grains at the corners of their mouths with dirty hands.

Even if the rice porridge is light and only half full, at least they survived another day, and they are lucky enough to die of hunger in the floods or starvation.

As far as the eye could see, the tents were already crowded with people drinking porridge, and some of them had finished drinking the porridge and began to lie down on the straw mats and fall asleep.

Abu worked as a cattle herder when he was a child, and his hometown has never suffered a famine, and his life is quite passable, but when he sees such a scene, he is also suppressed.

Zhou Gongjin submitted a letter to the central government saying that the disaster has been basically controlled, which means that this is a slightly better scene, so in the early days, could the disaster situation here be even worse than this?

Thinking of this, Abu frowned.

And Qin Ke didn't say a word at this time, his feet walked uncontrollably towards the position of the porridge shop.

It's the same scene again......

Qin Ke recalled the days when he fled with his parents, thinking of the dead people everywhere, his lips gradually became pale, and the hungry people who were once hungry and panicked ate ate after eating the grass roots, and then looked at the soil on the ground like white flour, and rubbed it with the water to make it the sweetest bread in the world......

Fortunately, what he saw now was no longer the almost hellish scene, there were porridge shops, and so many people working hard for the livelihood of the disaster......

Hope is a precious thing, without which people would be blind, their eyes as greedy as wild beasts, or as muddy as a swamp – and the smiles on the faces of the victims are so real, despite their embarrassment.

"Ke. Abu trotted a few steps and followed Qin Ke over.

The two entered the porridge shop together, and with the help of the waist card of the Taixue Hall, they quickly replaced the little official who was already so tired that he was about to faint, and began to throw off his arms to continue serving porridge to the victims.

Gao Changgong's eyes lingered on the victims for a long time, and then looked at Qin Ke and Abu sweating profusely, while smiling, and finally turned his gaze back to An Ren's body.

The dishes in the hands of the family behind him are really exquisite, each plate is steaming, the big fish that is freshly caught in the river is simmered over low heat, exuding a fresh and fragrant smell, steamed lamb, roast suckling pig, croquettes, Even the most simple and ordinary green vegetables and tofu can be seen from the soup The chef's ingenious changes to it, that is probably the fresh broth used, the tofu is carved into the shape of a bird, and the greens are arranged into branches and leaves, which looks like a painting of a bird standing in the treetops and singing, I don't know how much effort has been wasted......

Gao Changgong laughed out loud, but the laughter gradually showed a bit of loneliness, he waved his hand and said, "No need." ”

An Ren raised his head suddenly, his lips trembled with some trepidation, and said tentatively: "Yes...... Are these cooks not good enough? Or are they ......? The general has no appetite at this time, so ...... By the way, I still have the pastries shipped from Jianye City Liangyi Zhai, if the general is accustomed to the food of Jianye City, I will now order my subordinates to serve them to you. ”

Gao Changgong shook his head, sighed faintly and said, "Young Master An, don't make trouble. ”

An Ren said in a panic: "Don't, general, what kind of young master am I, what do I tell you to speak, ...... you speak"

Gao Changgong held his forehead and said: "It's really unnecessary, if you can change these foods into flatbread and give one to each of these victims, it would be the best, as for me, it doesn't matter if I eat it or not." ”

After speaking, he passed by An Ren, and the Qingzhou ghost rider slowly pulled on their blue-faced fanged demon mask, led the horse, and slowly followed behind Gao Changgong.

An Ren felt that those Qingzhou ghost riders wearing demon masks would look at him every time they walked by him, and he was a little frightened.

Although there are some people who can't practice among these Qingzhou ghost riders, he also knows that with his meager ability, even if he has a little qi and blood cultivation, in front of this group of killing machines, there is only one way to die on the spot.

And the most important thing is that Qingzhou ghost cavalry has been famous all over the world for only a few years, when it killed tens of thousands with 8,000, and even the people of Tang are still passing on the deeds of sweeping the territory of the Tang Kingdom.

And he followed the direction in which Gao Changgong and the others walked over, and naturally saw the appearance of those disaster victims, and immediately understood what Gao Changgong meant in his words.

"Go, distribute all this food to the victims. An Ren whispered to the family.

The family was stunned, looking at the ragged and dirty victims, his eyes showed a little disgust: "Send it to the victims?" young master...... It's ......"

"If you want to go, what nonsense. An Ren had a straight face, he made up his mind to please Gao Changgong, "Then ask the cook to cook some food, huh...... Aren't there a few pigs left on the ship?

"Yes......" Jia Ding looked at An Ren's appearance, and naturally knew that there was no room for change in this matter, but he felt a little uncomfortable when he thought that these delicacies made by famous chefs were going to be distributed to these victims.

Originally, these delicacies enjoyed by the host's family, if they were not finished on the table, there would be a chance for them to feast on them, and how could these victims deserve to eat these good things?

A little depressed, the family walked towards the victims.

The news of Gao Changgong's arrival in Wu County was naturally issued a few days ago through a message, so someone came to greet him in front of him after a while.

Looking at those respectful officials, Gao Changgong smiled, and just asked them to lead the Qingzhou ghost riders to arrange for them to be stationed to feed the horses, and then he walked around to check.

Even though he was dressed in gray, he couldn't hide his appearance that was completely different from the people around him. So he simply put on a hat and watched Qin Ke and Abu struggling to make porridge from a distance, and couldn't help laughing.

Perhaps, they will all have a time when they will stand alone, such as now, and in the future...... They might be able to do better than they do.

He firmly believed in it, but he didn't know when that day would come.

The more he climbed the peak, the more he felt that he was so low.

Compared with Zhuge Wanling, maybe he also saw this, so he forced himself like that, right?

But what did he see?

The ...... mentioned in Zhuge Wanling's sleep

Divine Revelation...... And what is it?