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

Chapter 2 The smell of porridge at midnight
A panel appeared in Liu Zhenhua's mind.

[Name: Liu Zhenhua. 】

[Reputation: 0. 】

[Current number of force members: 11 (refreshed every morning). 】

[Current reputation meal: a bowl of white porridge, a plate of mustard vegetables/day/person (refreshed every morning), each serving can provide a little reputation, and the tableware will disappear after eating (1000 reputation required for upgrade). 】

[The current maximum limit that can be issued: 50 (reputation required for upgrade: 200). 】

"I knew that this time travel is inseparable from the post."

The function of the system is also very simple. It is exactly the same as the original post. It can distribute white porridge and pickled mustard to the workers every day, but the initial distribution amount is one meal per person per day.

The ten tenants of the Ren family in front of them, together with Liu Zhenhua himself, were all counted as subordinates by the system. As for the reputation, they could be obtained by consuming reputation meals.

The reputation gained can be used to purchase items in the mall. There are a dazzling array of items in the mall, and only Liu Zhenhua can't imagine that there is nothing that cannot be purchased in the mall.

Or it can be used to upgrade the reputation meal and current distribution limit to gain more reputation.

Liu Zhenhua took a look and saw that the prestige meal for the next stage was still white porridge and pickled mustard, but it was changed to two meals a day. Looking back, it was three meals, and there were better set meals.

I don’t know how these ancient people would react when they saw modern food.

But that requires a lot of reputation.

As for the current maximum number of distributions, this must be upgraded.

For example, he has a hundred subordinates, but only fifty prestige meals can be given out. This will limit the speed at which Liu Zhenhua can gain prestige.

The smile on Liu Zhenhua's mouth widened. With his golden finger, he had the confidence to make great achievements in this troubled world.

The ten people from the Ren family around looked at Liu Zhenhua, whose eyes were unfocused and the corners of his mouth were smiling. They all looked at each other, wondering what was going on with Liu Tou.

"Brother, Liu Tou is not mad at me, is he?"

Ren Hongli scratched his head, feeling very uneasy. Although Liu Tou was a corvee, he would not beat or scold them at ordinary times. He was very kind to the Ren family. Occasionally, he would let them take other food into the village. Almost everyone in the Ren family village Knowing that Liu Tou was a servant, in the eyes of the villagers, the servant was also a high official.

"You still have the nerve to say anything without any brains," Ren Zhuomo pushed Ren Hongli aside angrily, and then shouted at Liu Zhenhua in a low voice.

"Touer Liu, Tou Liu?"

Liu Zhenhua, who was wearing the royal robe to rule the world, came to his senses when he heard someone calling him.

"Are you all right?"

Ren Zhuoyue asked with concern.

"It's okay. I was thinking about something just now and was lost in thought." Liu Zhenhua shook his head, then pointed to the rice bucket on the ground, "We won't eat these things."

He kicked the rice bucket on the ground, and dirt flowed out of the rice bucket, like flowing mud. Even the pigs wouldn't eat it.

Liu Zhenhua raised his eyes and looked at Lao Fu around him, and many people cried out in mourning.

The surrounding officers didn't say much when they saw Liu Zhenhua's behavior. After all, they were all on the same level and no one could control anyone else.

"Then what shall we eat, Liu Tou."

Touching his belly, Ren Hongli couldn't help but ask. Among the 11 people, he was the biggest. On weekdays, he would drink five large bowls of water and porridge. He would feel hungry if he didn't eat even one meal.

The nine people around were also concerned about this problem. They didn't eat enough yesterday, they only had some water and porridge, and they became hungry within half an hour after eating.

Today I am working under the sun again. If I don’t have food today, I might fall to the ground and faint while walking the next day.

"When you're done, come home with me in the evening and I'll help you solve the meal problem." Liu Zhenhua patted his predecessor Zhuo Zhuo on the shoulder, revealing unprecedented confidence and calmness in his words.

At this time, he had eleven portions of white porridge and eleven portions of pickled mustard in his hand. The white porridge provided by the system must be of sufficient portion. Even if he mixed it with some water, he would still be able to eat enough. He had food in his hand, so he did not panic.

Ren Zhuozhou was the most astute and felt Liu Zhenhua's changes. He didn't know how Liu Zhenhua got food and what kind of food he would get. Although he was confused, he didn't ask.

Pulling back Ren Hongli who wanted to say something, Ren Zhuozhou raised his hand to Liu Zhenhua and said, "Thank you, Liu Tou."

Liu Zhenhua smiled and waved his hand, "Go to work, don't be too honest, just pretend to fool me."

Hundreds of workers have been repairing the city wall for a full week. The repairs on the city wall have not yet been completed, and the supervisors have not said much. From this, it can be seen that this project is most likely to fool people and facilitate the profiteering of the higher-ups.

Everyone nodded and watched Liu Zhenhua return to the supervisor's shed.

"Brother, why don't you let me ask? I need to know what Liu Tou is going to do."

Ren Hongli couldn't help but ask. Just now he wanted to continue asking, but was stopped by Ren Zhuozhou.

"I wouldn't call you stupid. Every day you listen to my father teach you how to speak, but you never think about why you say that. You just imitate step by step."

Ren Zhuohuo hammered Ren Hongli's chest and scolded him, "No matter what Liu Tou says, we just believe it. If Liu Tou is just comforting words, wouldn't it make things difficult for Liu Tou if you ask?" ." "There is no food, so I just think of ways to do it at night."

"I've learned everything my father taught me, so you can't blame me. I'm just curious."

When he was a child, his father always told him not to say 'I' but to say 'I' instead of 'I'. When saying your thoughts, you should add "I have an idea." This will make him appear to be well-educated, well-educated, and intelligent.

He often heard words like this when he was a child, but for some reason, his father never said such words when he grew up.

Perhaps it was when he was taller, darker and stronger than his eldest brother.

Seeing that everyone around him seemed to understand, Ren Hongli was too embarrassed to ask more questions even if he had doubts.

Ren Zhuozhou jingled at the broken bricks on the edge of the city wall, constantly thinking about Liu Zhenhua's appearance just now.

"What kind of food will Master Liu bring?"

They once learned about Mr. Liu's life experience while chatting. Mr. Liu died early, and the Liu family was in decline. That's all, but that's why they always jokingly call him Master Liu Zhenhua in private.

On weekdays, Liu Zhenhua was very kind to the Ren family, and would occasionally use some of his stored grain to support them.

At the moment, the government can't count on them. Liu Zhenhua's food and salary have not been paid yet, and they have no wages. What else can Liu Zhenhua provide for food.

"If the young master still can't think of a way at night, I will try to persuade him to find another way out."

Since childhood, their father Ren Mingyi has taught them to repay kindness.

The Liu family was very kind to the Ren family. Now that the Liu family was in dire straits, and Liu Zhenhua was the only member of the Liu family, they naturally would not abandon Liu Zhenhua.

Liu Zhenhua was pacing in the kitchen of Liu's house.

He was thinking about how to explain the origin of these white porridge and mustard vegetables.

After all, the Liu family is now very poor, and this land is not valuable.

"Why don't you give yourself a reasonable title and just show off your ability to summon white porridge and pickled mustard."

He thought of Zhang Jiao of the Han Dynasty, who was known as the "great sage and good teacher" just because he could make talismans for healing diseases, and he raised a million Yellow Turban Army.

And he can solve the problem of food and clothing for countless people and produce white porridge and mustard, and he can also produce many portions at a time. Wouldn't he be directly regarded as a god? With this name, it would be easy to recruit a team.

Rather than making people wonder where the food comes from in the future, it is better to make it known to the public from the beginning.

"What name should I use?"

Liu Zhenhua thought, this is a magical method that can transform food.

People regard food as their top priority, so what god is in charge of food in the world? It has to be the god of the north.

Two words suddenly appeared in Liu Zhenhua's mind.

"Kitchen God!"

His eyes lit up. The most common ones in the north are the Kitchen God and the Door God. Isn't the former in charge of people's diet?

"That's it."

Liu Zhenhua made a decision.

In summer, the days are longer and the nights are shorter, and the nights are a little cooler.

After walking ten miles from the north gate of Tianjin City, it was almost dark when we arrived at the Liu family residence.

Following Liu Zhenhua to the backyard kitchen, Liu Zhenhua pushed open the door first and then closed the kitchen door.

Everyone looked at each other, wondering what Liu Zhenhua had prepared.

After a long time, the kitchen door slowly opened. Liu Zhenhua stood at the door and said, "Come in."

Everyone looked at each other and then walked into the kitchen one after another. Liu Zhenhua stood at the door and looked around before closing the door.

There was a table in the center of the room, covered with a rug. The stove on one side and the rice vat on the other side looked like they had not been moved for a long time.

Someone's nose twitched, as if they smelled something.

"It smells so good, but it smells like rice porridge," someone whispered.

"It seems to still smell like pickles."

Someone smelled it.

Ren Zhuohuo's expression changed. The smell of white porridge was so fragrant. If they weren't familiar with Liu Zhenhua, they would have suspected that it was a decapitation meal. After all, they heard that they only eat big meals when they are on the road in prison. The smell of white porridge at the moment was... How did it come about.

Before he could think about it, Liu Zhenhua lifted up the white cloth on the table with a smile, revealing what was covered underneath.
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