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

Chapter 4 Kitchen God
"Due to change?"

Ren Zhuoyue repeated it with an expression of disbelief on his face, and several people around him also whispered this sentence.

It can be seen from their expressions that they don't believe it.

Most people in this era are ignorant, but that doesn't mean they are fools. Liu Zhenhua's words are empty, so how can anyone believe that this white porridge was transformed from him.

"Yes."

"Young master, you can't fool us. How can we believe the excuses you just come up with? You'd better hurry up and tell us where this white porridge comes from."

The expression on Ren Zhuoyue's face was a little helpless. How could Master Liu say such words to fool a child?

"Yes, Master, I know this is impossible, and you are not a god."

Ren Hongli on the side spread his hands and said. After saying that, his stomach growled again, obviously he was very hungry.

None of the ten people in front of them believed the changes Liu Zhenhua said. Almost all of them grew up with Liu Zhenhua. How could they not know that Liu Zhenhua had this ability?

Liu Zhenhua smiled and said nothing, just spread his hands, "Look, there is nothing, right?"

He had expected this a long time ago, so he kept a portion of white porridge and pickled mustard without taking it out.

Everyone nodded and looked at Liu Zhenhua's hands, which were indeed empty.

"Could it be that the young master can really do magic?"

This idea came to Ren Zhuoyue's mind. The Liu Zhenhua in front of him didn't look like a tough-talking person, so why did he spread his hands.

"Good."

Liu Zhenhua spread his hands flat, straightened his body, and looked at everyone.

Hearing this, everyone stared at Liu Zhenhua's hands, leaving Liu Zhenhua no room to make a move.

Suddenly, without any movement, a bowl of white porridge appeared on Liu Zhenhua's left hand, and a plate of pickled mustard appeared on his right hand.

"how can that be?"

Ren Zhuoyue had a look of astonishment on his face. This scene was beyond his understanding.

In the past, he had seen people playing tricks, which were just tricks. But now, without moving his hands, Liu Zhenhua had a bowl of hot white porridge and crisp and delicious-looking pickled mustard appear out of thin air in his hands.

"Oh my God," Ren Hongli exclaimed, his eyes as wide as cow bells, and his eyes swept back and forth between the porridge in Liu Zhenhua's hands and his face.

It seems that he wants to see if the person in front of him is a human or a god.

Someone knelt on the ground and kept shouting "reincarnation of the gods".

Liu Zhenhua didn't stop when he saw this scene. In the future, when his subordinates increase, he will take out more prestige meals every time.

That's more like the handiwork of a god.

This kind of thing is somewhat unexplainable in modern times, not to mention that in ancient times when people were not enlightened, the best way to explain it was the reincarnation of gods.

"Could it be that the young master is really the reincarnation of a god?"

Ren Zhuomo murmured that their father once said that there are no gods in the world. Otherwise, why did grandparents still fail in the scientific examination when they burned incense and worshiped Buddha? There are too many examples like this. The so-called gods and Buddhas They are the last resort for people without hope.

Now this inhuman scene appeared in front of him, and the words his father had said were shattered by this scene.

Liu Zhenhua sighed and drew everyone's attention to himself.

"I originally planned to get along with you as an ordinary person," Liu Zhenhua put the porridge and mustard on the table.

Then he turned around and stood with his hands behind his back.

"But in today's world, ordinary people are no longer able to save the world." Liu Zhenhua's voice was filled with compassion, and he thought of what he had seen and heard these days.

The people were displaced and the victims outside the city were in panic. A girl could not even exchange for three kilograms of rice and noodles.

In the civilized era, only a glimpse of it through popular science videos made Liu Zhenhua often lament the suffering of the people. Now that Liu Zhenhua sees it with his own eyes, how can he not feel sad in his heart.

The ten members of the Ren family were affected by the emotions revealed in Liu Zhenhua's words, and each of them looked a little depressed. If it were not for the help of the Liu family, they might soon be like the victims outside the city.

"So, I won't pretend anymore, let's show my cards," Liu Zhenhua's voice suddenly brightened, and he clenched his fists. Before time travel, he could only be a keyboard warrior, but after time travel, he has a golden finger, and he is fully capable of changing the direction of history.

"I am the reincarnation of the Kitchen God."

When it comes to the last sentence, Liu Zhenhua's voice is calm, without any impassionedness, and only a plain narrative. God, to humans, is aloof, but to God himself, it is just an ordinary identity.

That's the gentle exposition.

Let the second person kneel down. This person is called Ren Ergou. He is the oldest among the group, fully 30 years old.

His head almost touched the ground, he looked very pious, and he whimpered and murmured.

"It's the Kitchen King, it's the Kitchen King. No wonder Master Liu has been helping us, woo woo woo."

Hearing this, several people around him knelt down with shouts and bowed down before Liu Zhenhua.

Everything makes sense.

Food is the most important thing for the people, and the Kitchen God is in charge of people's diet, commonly known as Ji.

During the severe drought, Liu Zhenhua was not rich, but he took the initiative to provide food to them, because Liu Zhenhua was the reincarnation of the Stove Lord and could not bear the suffering of his people. Now that the family's remaining grain and wealth were exhausted, if the Stove Lord continued to act as an ordinary person With their identity, there is no way to save them and save the common people.

So he regained his magical power and conjured white rice and pickled mustard out of thin air.

Information about the Stove Lord came to Liu Zhenhua's mind. He was in charge of the people's diet, responsible for the destiny of the people, and inspected the good and evil.

He suddenly wanted to laugh. Before, the modern me was not the god of medicine, but now he, the ancient me, was not the god of kitchens, right?

The Kitchen God is indeed worthy of his name. He can conjure white porridge and pickled mustard not only for food, but also for destiny. He can definitely change the fate of many people and the fate of history.

Supervise good and evil. Nowadays, in the Ming Dynasty Palace, officials are corrupt, corruption is rampant, and Emperor Chongzhen is powerless.

At a time when good and evil are reversed, someone needs to stand up and turn the situation around.

Before, he didn't have a golden finger, so he might have been able to just drift with the tide of history. But now, he has a system, which is so powerful that it is enough to change the direction of the river of history.

"Get up."

Liu Zhenhua said softly.

The ten people who were kneeling on the ground got up from the ground after hearing this. Each of them did not even dare to look up at Liu Zhenhua. They only lowered their heads and bowed their bodies and said, "Thank you Kitchen God."

The reverence that ancient people had for monarchy and divine authority is difficult for modern people to embody.

Liu Zhenhua didn't say much. Since he has assumed the identity of a god, he must be feared and admired by most people. There is no need to get closer, except for a few people.

"Go eat."

Liu Zhenhua knocked on the table.

Ren Hongli stood up first, and Ren Zhuozhou didn't even react. His temper was like this, and his fear of gods was not that strong. He took two steps forward and picked up a bowl of white porridge and a plate of pickled mustard.

Then he grinned at Liu Zhenhua and said, "Thank you Liu Kitchen God, but can I take these home to eat."

(End of this chapter)