She Song

Chapter 37 The Glowing Cuisine
With a basin full of delicacies from the mountains and seas, big fish and meat at his fingertips, Old Man Ma was about to have a delicious meal, but someone kept calling in his ear.

"Old horse, old horse, wake up quickly..."

An angry old man Ma reluctantly opened his eyes, but he couldn't see anything...

Ganni girl!Disturbing dreams in the middle of the night, what about seeking death?

I just asked "Who?"

A soft hand covered Lao Ma's mouth, and he whispered in a sweet voice: "Don't be loud, I saw a troop of soldiers coming in front, but it doesn't look like they belong to the Eight Kings..." "

Ok?
Old Man Ma suddenly felt the biting frost. A few days ago, a fire broke out in the wilderness. It was said that hundreds of people died. Is it possible that there will be another fire?

He climbed up quickly, quietly poked his head out of the grass nest, and looked in the direction the woman was pointing.

Sure enough, there were several bonfires lit not far away, and there were faint figures walking around near the fires, which did not look like kind-hearted people.

It’s really unlucky not to look at the almanac when you go out!

The old man Ma was frightened and frightened, and hurriedly withdrew his head back into the grass nest, his heart beating wildly.

It didn't take a long time, maybe the actions of that group of people affected the nearby refugees, four or five people quickly crawled over to the hut, all looking for ideas.

Old Man Ma is the little leader of this wasteland, in charge of dozens of old, weak, sick and disabled people. Now that such a sudden event has occurred, everyone has pinned their hopes on him.

At this moment, Old Man Ma was as flustered as everyone else. If he had any good ideas, he was tired of being asked, so he couldn't help but complain.

"These idiots kill each other without blinking an eye. If things go wrong, they will be killed. If you all let me go, wouldn't that mean death?"

All the refugees also knew it, so they were immediately speechless.

After a while, someone asked tentatively: "How about we escape somewhere else?" "

Old Man Ma scolded angrily: "Where else? Let's see how you look at the reed sticks. Who can you compete with? When you get to other people's territory, they will all be beaten to death!"

The refugees also have territorial concepts, and rushing in will definitely cause conflicts. Old Man Ma is very familiar with the surrounding groups, and he is not sure about seizing other people's territory.

To go is to die, to stay is to die, there is no solution.

There was suffocating silence again, and suddenly someone said hesitantly: "Old Ma, we don't have any money or food, why don't we send a few women to serve us? As long as we make them happy, it will be easy to inquire about the news..."

Huh?
This guy has an idea... Let me think about it carefully.

Soon, Old Man Ma made a decision and selected four women, including the one who had just woken him up. Although he was reluctant to part with her, saving his life was the most important thing after all.

After some suppression, Old Man Ma set off with the hopes of the women and everyone.

"What?" Han Xiaoyao almost thought he heard wrongly.

But Li Daoyi said sternly: "I explained it, but the old man didn't believe it no matter what. He insisted on giving it to you, and even pulled them to kneel down and kowtow together. How about you meet me?"

So, Han Xiaoyao met the representatives of the local refugees, one man and four women. Although they were all unkempt, they were still young, and they were probably the only women who could do it.

But Han Xiaoyao later discovered that one of the women was actually smaller than Sanniang. At this moment, her face was full of fear and confusion, and her big eyes secretly glanced at him from time to time.

Sin!

Looking at the flattering old man Ma and then at this innocent child, Han Xiaoyao suddenly had no desire to get angry.

He or this group of people, except for a few women, have nothing else... "Mr. Han, Captain Han, just accept them... I will definitely serve you well. If you are not satisfied, Beat or kill as you please... Xiaoqiu is nine years old..."

Han Xiaoyao couldn't bear it anymore and said sternly: "Shut up!"

Unknowingly, there was a bit of majesty in his tone.

Old Man Ma was talking non-stop about Mrs. Wang selling melons, when he suddenly broke into a cold sweat.

It's over, it's over, it's pissed off the big shot, it's a dog's life, so he said he didn't dare to come, damn it, who had the bad idea...

The women were so frightened that they lay on the ground and sifted through the chaff, not daring to raise their heads.

However, nothing happened. Instead, the man was heard saying: "Uncle Li, ask the cook to make a pot of gruel and add two fish."

As soon as Li Dao agreed, he went to tell the cook.

Walking up to the old man Ma, Han Xiaoyao said, "Old Ma, do you know who we are?"

Old Man Ma still didn't dare to raise his head. He lay on the ground and answered tremblingly: "Young man, I don't want to know even if I don't ask."

Han Xiaoyao smiled and said: "It's quite familiar, but it doesn't hurt to tell you."

After some simple explanations, Han Xiaoyao said directly: "In short, we are a team of poor people, resisting the Eight Kings for the sake of all the oppressed brothers and sisters in the wasteland. Once we defeat them, I guarantee that you will not be bullied in the future. .

Of course, we still have a lot of work to do to recruit people. As long as you are willing to work, we will pay you, and everyone's life will become better and better. "

The devil believes you!
Old Man Ma looked respectful on the surface and responded repeatedly: "I don't dare to think that as long as Mr. Han can become the Eighth King, it will be a great blessing for us!"

Han Xiaoyao didn't care about the other party's true feelings and falsehoods. He waved his hand and said: "The porridge is almost ready. Let your people come and wait to receive it."

Ok?
Receive...porridge?Wait, could it be that the porridge just now was cooked for us?
Instead of robbing money, food and women, they cook porridge and distribute it to the refugees. How is this possible? !
Is this King Han a fool?
Regardless of whether the person is stupid or not, Old Man Ma is still self-aware. At this juncture, say less and make fewer mistakes, and just follow the other person's wishes.

There were dozens of people on the other side, equipped with swords, guns and sticks, and there was no place for our group to hide, so we had to bring all 70 or [-] people over.

When they all stood in front of the bonfire, Han Ji's security team members were filled with mixed feelings.

How can this be considered a human being?They are clearly a group of starving ghosts wrapped in skin and bones!
At this time, the fish porridge in the hanging pot was also rolling, and waves of fresh fragrance attracted the eyes of the refugees, and there was even a commotion.

Han Xiaoyao immediately announced: "Whoever dares to move and throw it out will not be allowed to drink porridge!"

The crowd immediately became honest.

"Children under ten years old come here first and line up. Those who don't line up are not allowed to drink porridge."

Fortunately, all the refugees were afraid of Han Ji's security, so they followed Han Xiaoyao's orders and lined up to receive the porridge.

Han Xiaoyao personally took the spoon and gave each child a spoonful of gruel. It was not as thick as the team members' rice soup, but it was at least three times stronger than the government's rice soup. It also had fish and salt melted in it, making it much more nutritious.

Many children were so hungry that they couldn't stand still and wanted to drink the porridge immediately. Han Xiaoyao quickly reminded: "Don't worry, the porridge has just been boiled. Let it cool down and drink it slowly!"

After the eight or nine children were divided, it was the turn of the elderly over 50 years old, then the women, and finally the adult men.

On a cold spring night, this thin fish porridge shines as brightly as a morning star!

(I am the newly minted Mr. Han!)
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