The white porridge and pickled mustard is enough, why am I wearing a royal robe?

Chapter 11 Coping
On the ground, there was a pile of iron bars five feet long and as thick as a thumb.

Yang Lichao looked at this scene in astonishment. These iron rods reflected a cold light and had circles and circles on them, making them look very strong.

Just from the color and texture, you can tell that this thing is definitely extraordinary.

The same goes for those around you.

Someone exclaimed in a low voice, "This is a weapon conjured by the Kitchen God."

And those grains usually appear out of thin air.

"Could it be a fairy weapon from the sky? It looks very hard."

How much is this worth? Some people are thinking about it. I am afraid it is a priceless treasure. After all, it is a magic weapon.

"This is a weapon, try to take advantage of it," Liu Zhenhua glanced at the bandits, getting closer and closer to them.

Perhaps seeing that Liu Zhenhua and others did not run away, the pace of these bandits slowed down.

As soon as he finished speaking, Ren Hongli stepped forward and grabbed a piece of rebar in his hand. He seemed to have seen something interesting, "Huo, it's so heavy."

Ren Hongli weighed the iron rod and found that it weighed seven or eight kilograms (roughly this weight based on the length of 1.5 meters and the thickness of a thumb).

Ren Hongli, who was holding a steel rod, looked a bit oppressive with his tall body.

Yang Lichao leaned down and picked up a piece of rebar with a slight trembling. Feeling the texture of the iron rod in his hand, Yang Lichao was a little excited.

This is a weapon conjured by the Kitchen God. Could it be the so-called magic weapon?

He had only used the red tassel gun in the He family before, and he was sure that none of the iron tools in the He family could match the quality of the iron rods in front of him.

Yang Lichao tried to wave it, and it was very good, but there was no wooden handle, which was a little difficult to hold and it was a bit rough on his hands. He immediately answered Liu Zhenhua, "To tell you the story, young master, besides the fact that it is a bit hard to hold and it is rough on your hands, , everything else is good.”

Yang Lichao looked at Liu Zhenhua with excitement, how could he use the magic weapon?

Liu Zhenhua nodded with satisfaction. The problems of hand grinding and poor grip can be easily solved, but now is not the time. As long as you can use it smoothly, "Very good, there are 22 rebars in total here."

"There are 29 of you," Liu Zhenhua looked around, "Let's do this, you move faster. Those who dare to fight the bandits should step forward and get a piece of rebar. Those who don't want to, stay where they are."

It's the choice of whether you want to or not. This is the second time Yang Lichao has heard this.

Without thinking this time, he directly clenched the weapon in his hand, which seemed to be a magic weapon called rebar, and stood beside Liu Zhenhua with a firm gaze.

He had already doubted and hesitated once. He almost offended the Stove Lord and almost lost his great prospects. Thinking about the possible regrets of those victims, Yang Lichao told himself in his heart that as long as it was what Liu Zhenhua said, he would do it immediately without any regrets. hesitate.

The Ren family members did not hesitate. Although they did not know what rebar was, they knew that Liu Zhenhua asked them to pick up the weapons on the ground.

Soon the rebar on the ground was reduced by half, and Yang Lichao looked at the people who had stayed with him.

Some people had hesitation on their faces, because they had many choices. After all, there were 29 people and only 22 rebars. With seven of them, they didn't have to risk their lives to fight the bandits.

After a while, several more people stood up, and there were only four rebars left on the ground.

Yang Lichao looked at this scene and sighed in his heart, he couldn't seize the opportunity.

The Ren family looked at this scene with some contempt in their eyes. They were eating the Stove Lord's food and not doing anything else, feeding the dog and knowing that someone was coming to bite him. It was a waste for these people to share porridge and pickled mustard with them.Several people saw the disdain on the faces of Ren Zhuohuo and others, and immediately stood up and picked up the rebar on the ground. Holding the rebar in their hands, they felt a little more confident.

There was only one piece of rebar left on the ground. Liu Zhenhua stepped forward and took it in his hand. He looked at the eight people standing there and shook his head secretly.

It is impossible for these people to eat so much. The number of prestige meals he distributes every day is limited. These people are already a group that has been eliminated, and they only deserve to eat enough food every day.

There was once a batch of original stock opportunities presented to these people, but they did not take advantage of them.

"Hide the rebar behind your back. If these people come forward, I will shout to do something. Don't worry about anything. I will just hit them on the head with the weapon. I will nod when I understand."

Liu Zhenhua said softly, their backs were turned to the bandits, and they couldn't even see an overview when they were dividing the steel bars.

When the time comes, hide the rebar behind your back and give them a surprise.

Liu Zhenhua planned to go into battle in person, but God gave him a tall body after time travel. If he didn't experience fighting in front of the battle to meet the enemy, wouldn't it be a waste of this six-foot body.

The weapons of these people are not very good. Only the hatchets look sharper. One knife will cause tetanus and two will see the ancestors.

However, weapons have always been about one inch longer and one inch stronger. The steel bars in their hands were 1.5 meters long, three times as long as the hatchets.

Coupled with the sneak attack, there should be no casualties.

"Turn around and spread out a little, they are coming," Liu Zhenhua pushed aside the crowd with one hand and came to the position facing the bandits.

21 people holding rebar stood beside him, in a slightly loose formation. These people all hid the rebar behind their backs, with their hands behind their backs, which looked a little weird.

But Liu Zhenhua couldn't care less.

The bandits came to a place about three meters in front of Liu Zhenhua and others.

The leader was holding a hatchet and had a scar on the left side of his face. He looked a bit ferocious, "I saw a group of you gathering around and muttering from all the way."

"Now everyone is holding their hands behind their backs. What good things are they hiding?"

The scar-faced man looked at the crowd and said with a ferocious smile on his face.

They saw this small group of unarmed victims from a distance, and originally planned to get close to them to prevent them from escaping, but who knew that these people would not run away, and stayed where they were with their backs to them, not knowing what they were doing.

Presumably they are hiding some treasure or food.

It seems that half of these people look good, and they have always been from the big families in Tianjin City.

Thinking of this, the scar-faced man thought to himself that he was really lucky.

Without waiting for Liu Zhenhua to answer, the scar-faced man called to the boy next to him, "伱, you, you, go over and look for anything good."

The three of them responded in agreement and walked toward Liu Zhenhua and others with wooden sticks in their hands. They also said harsh words in their mouths: "You'd better take out all your things and don't let the men touch them."

"Go!"

Liu Zhenhua roared, and the steel rod hidden behind his back came out and hit the boy in front of him on the head.

(End of this chapter)