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

Chapter 110
Only the leader of the thieves could walk like a walk in such a strict formation.

Zhang Douliang still doesn't know which of the surrounding bandits are the people attacking him.

King Shun?Flying tiger?Kitchen King?
This group of bandits is fundamentally different from the bandits that passed here a few days ago.

The defenders on the city wall were also staring at the man on horseback.

As the man approached, Zhang Douliang was surprised by the man's demeanor. He was wearing a smooth robe, which seemed to be made of good materials. This man did not look like a thief, but more like the husband of some family.

If he were two or thirty years older, he might be more like a county magistrate than he is.

The leader of the bandits held the reins with both hands and slowly walked to the front of the military formation. Under the watchful eyes of all the officials guarding the city, the leader of the bandits released his hands holding the reins, and then opened his hands to both sides. It's like lifting something on both sides of the body.

"What is he going to do?"

Zhang Douliang was puzzled.

"Who knows."

The surrounding landowners also couldn't understand the behavior of this thief leader.

"Welcome to the Stove King!"

The soldiers in the distance suddenly knelt down in unison, and the roars of more than 2000 people filling their lungs and throats resounded throughout the world.

This scene is spectacular and shocking.

At least the people on the city wall were shocked.

More than 2000 people shouted in unison.

If the line was 'Long live my emperor, long live the Emperor', they wouldn't think it was unusual, but the line of these people was 'Welcome to the Kitchen King'.

Besides the emperor, there was someone who could make these soldiers kneel down and shout in such neat order.

"Kitchen King, it turns out it's King Kitchen who attacked us."

The people who guarded the city had heard about the Kitchen King for a long time.

When I heard the soldiers outside the city, it was the Kitchen King who suddenly started talking among themselves.

"I heard that the Kitchen King is a god. Isn't he said to fly in the clouds and ride on the mist? Why is he riding a horse?"

"Legends are still legends. Do you really think it's true? Then it's said that the Kitchen King can make countless white porridges with his wave of his hand."

"It's true that the Kitchen King divides the fields and distributes the grain."

People talk about it.

Zhang Douliang's expression changed, "Haha, what kind of Kitchen King? If he were a true god, he would have destroyed the city long ago. How can he use such bluff?"

"So what if we divide the grain and the fields? After today, everyone will have contributed! All the big families in the city will open warehouses to release grain!"

Zhang Douliang shouted, and then looked at the landlords.

These landowners and squires were all shrewd people, and they immediately agreed.

"Yeah, isn't it just food? I can share it too."

The surrounding landowners agreed. The most important thing now is to stabilize these people. If these people are in turmoil because of the Stove King, it will not be good news. They have finally seen the dawn of hope and cannot bury them.

The promises of the landowners, the words of the county magistrate, and this Stove King who did not seem to be worthy of the name made the village heroes calm down.

The Kitchen King is a fake, but what the county magistrate and the landowners said seems to be true.

The people stared at the Kitchen King below the city. So far, the Kitchen King seemed to be just an ordinary person, and there was no so-called flying clouds and mist.

Liu Zhenhua looked up at the people on the city wall. This distance should be enough to see his every move clearly.

"Too bad there's no loudspeaker."

Liu Zhenhua secretly thought that it was a pity that the cheap lithium-battery loudspeaker could not be purchased with the reputation he had now.

"Heavenly soldiers obey orders."

Liu Zhenhua took a deep breath and said.

The county magistrates and landowners on the city wall were immediately nervous when they heard this movement. The shadow of the famous tree, what kind of heavenly soldiers did the Kitchen King say, what order did he obey, and was he bluffing?

"Tap."

The six hundred heavenly soldiers in the central column behind Liu Zhenhua stood up and took two steps forward.

Seeing this, the magistrate on the city wall breathed a sigh of relief, and laughed loudly as if to lighten the atmosphere, "A group of rioters, who don't know the weapons they have obtained, dare to call themselves gods!"

"Yes, he is really a clown."

Some landowners echoed, and the uneasiness in their hearts dissipated. They were just a group of rioters with weapons. They didn't have any heavenly soldiers. They thought they were so awesome.

The people stared at the Kitchen King closely, wondering what the Kitchen King was going to do.

"Tell them what you eat on weekdays!"

Liu Zhenhua shouted.

"Eat three meals a day, porridge, pickled mustard, tea and boiled eggs!"

The Heavenly Soldiers all shouted out word for word what they had already announced.

Everyone in the city listened to the conversation below.

Zhang Douliang sneered, his face full of ridicule, and the surrounding landlords and squires also laughed when they heard the Kitchen King's words.

"White porridge, pickled mustard, eggs boiled in tea, haha," Wang Chuangui laughed three times. In today's weather, it is difficult to raise livestock, eggs are rare, and tea is not available. Only wealthy families like them have some tea cakes in their homes. Right now The Kitchen King actually said that what they usually eat are eggs boiled in tea.

You are bragging in front of so many people. Do you really think they will believe it if someone cooperates with you?

The people around him were also whispering among themselves.

"No wonder there are those rumors, about white porridge with pickled vegetables and eggs, so many people follow them."

"Could it be true? Otherwise, why would so many people be shouting after Kitchen King?"

someone said.

"Haha, what if he took the Kitchen King's money? We also use money to do things. If he really has that ability, he can just conjure it up. Why do he use it like this?"

Someone said sarcastically.

This sentence made people around him echo.

"The Kitchen King is also a person with false reputations. These reputations are just to fool you!"

Zhang Douliang shouted, "If that's true, why doesn't he show it to us in front of the common people?"

"Everyone is not blind, but the Stove King only dares to let his soldiers sing in harmony, and does not dare to show his ability, for fear that this lie will be exposed!"

"Yeah, if the Kitchen King was real, he wouldn't have shown off his skills long ago, and he would still be fooling people here, haha."

Wang Chuangui laughed again.

The surrounding landowners all agreed, as did the common people. "quiet!"

The militiamen and the heavenly soldiers shouted in unison, and the people on the awe-inspiring city wall suddenly stopped making noises.

"Some people don't believe me! I can let you eat these things."

Liu Zhenhua's voice is clear and very penetrating.

"I remember that when you got up this morning, you haven't eaten yet."

Liu Zhenhua said loudly.

The common people on the city wall watched the chorus. Zhang Douliang had a sarcastic smile on his face, as if he was watching a play. He was a scholar and a fifth-grade county magistrate!

What kind of demons and ghosts are here to spread doctrines and fool people's minds?
He wanted to see what tricks Kitchen King could do.

He also asked his soldiers if they had not eaten the morning meal today. How could it be possible that they had to set up a pot and cook porridge on the spot?

If he wants to cook porridge on the spot, then his rumor of being the Kitchen King will be self-defeating.

"Tap."

Liu Zhenhua's horse moved forward slightly and came to a place about ten meters away from the city wall.

The people on the wall at this distance still couldn't threaten Liu Zhenhua, but they could see it more clearly. I have to say that the Stove King looked pretty good.

If it were placed in Yanchuan City, their daughter might be able to take a liking to it.

"Please, Kitchen King, give me food for the court!"

The heavenly soldiers shouted in unison.

"Gift?"

"Haha, shouldn't we cook it instead? If he cooks it, we will cook it too!"

Wang Chuangui laughed loudly, stood next to the county magistrate Zhang Douliang, waved and said, "There are grains piled under the city."

Liu Zhenhua stared at the people on the city wall. Under Liu Zhenhua's gaze, those people gradually became quiet and frowned at Liu Zhenhua.

Didn't he say that he was going to give food to the emperor? Why didn't he move?

The people whispered, but their eyes were still on Liu Zhenhua.

I saw Liu Zhenhua raising one hand high under everyone's gaze, with a clenched fist in that hand. Liu Zhenhua's expression was expressionless. These actions were indeed a bit embarrassing. If he hadn't been so thick-skinned, doing these actions in front of so many people would have been a bit awkward. blush.

Liu Zhenhua is well aware of the truth that the longer you sway before showing off, the more focused these people will be, the greater the contrast will be in their hearts, and the better the effect of showing off to others will be.

All the eyes on the city wall were focused on Liu Zhenhua's hands. Although they did not believe that Liu Zhenhua could conjure anything, but seeing how serious it was, the people wanted to see what kind of medicine was sold in the Stove King's gourd.

The same goes for Zhang Douliang and the others. It has to be said that he is able to act cool and cool in front of so many people. This Kitchen King is quite capable. No wonder he can gather so many people.

I saw Liu Zhenhua's raised hand suddenly swinging downwards.

Everyone's hearts were in their throats.

Nothing happened.

"Ha" Zhang Douliang wanted to sneer on the city wall. As soon as he opened his mouth, his eyelids opened at a faster speed.

All the garrisons on the city walls are like this.

In the open space around the Kitchen King and the surrounding shield soldiers, food suddenly appeared everywhere.

Food was almost spread all around these soldiers.

"That's white porridge."

Some people murmured in shock.

"And pickled mustard."

Some people agreed.

"That round thing is an egg, right?"

Someone said.

"Really, my God, it's all true. The white porridge and mustard eggs are all over the floor. I can smell the fragrance!"

Some people shouted, his nose was twitching, there was too much white porridge, and the aroma of the porridge seemed to float over.

"God, the Kitchen King is real!"

"My dear mother, am I right? It's true. There's food all over the floor."

There was a commotion on the city wall. This scene was beyond their understanding and could only be explained by miracles.

"This..." Zhang Douliang rubbed his eyes, his mouth was wet but he didn't know what to say, "How is this possible!"

After holding it in for a long time, Zhang Douliang finally said this.

how can that be possible.

He has read many years of books in vain.

Although common people and emperors all have the tradition of worshiping the Stove King, the Stove King is indeed something that only exists in "heaven".

Now he actually appeared in front of him, and there was food everywhere with his hand. It couldn't be a cover-up.

"I have sacrificed to the stove. Why did the Kitchen King come to attack me?"

Wang Chuangui stared and murmured, these landlords and wealthy people are usually superstitious. When he first heard the rumors about the Kitchen King, he was abusive and sarcastic, but that was for the people who used the name of the Kitchen King to fool people. Now it is so Exaggerated things were placed in front of him. In his eyes, this was already the Kitchen King.

There were already people kneeling down on the city wall. There were only a few at first, but when people came to their senses, the kneeling seemed to have become a chain reaction.

The aroma of the white porridge has really spread up, stimulating the taste buds and nerves of the people on the city wall.

"Thank you, Kitchen King!"

The heavenly soldiers shouted together.

"Get the food!"

Some heavenly soldiers shouted.

Then a group of heavenly soldiers strode forward, came to the food, and picked up their own white porridge, pickled mustard, and lying tea eggs.

The people on the city wall stopped kneeling when they heard the sound below, straightened up and looked down.

Those heavenly soldiers picked up the meals on the ground one by one, and changed teams to receive the food in an orderly manner.

The people on the city wall just watched, and they couldn't do anything. The soldiers were ten meters away from the city wall.

After all the soldiers had received their food, there were still some meals on the ground, and there were quite a few portions.

Those heavenly soldiers were already squatting or standing in front of all the guards on the wall of Yanchang County and began to enjoy the meal given by the Stove King.

(End of this chapter)