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

Chapter 6 The Villagers
[A full set of heavy armor, reputation required: 1000. 】

[A full set of light armor, reputation required: 400. 】

[A war horse requires reputation: 3000. 】

[One piece of rebar, reputation required: 1. 】

Liu Zhenhua looked at the reputation store and sighed. The eleven points of reputation in his hand could not buy many things.

The most practical one is probably rebar, which is similar to the holy sword of physics. This thing can instantly kill all the magic weapons today.

Shaking his head, he walked out of the door of the house. Standing outside the door were more than thirty people, the family members of those people last night.

It can be said that basically everyone who can still move nearby is here.

Seeing Liu Zhenhua coming out, these people all knelt down with a roar.

"Thank you Kitchen God!"

They were lying on the ground, prostrating themselves on the ground and shouting loudly, some even crying.

Last night they all drank white porridge and ate pickled mustard. Since the famine this year, they have not eaten such delicious food for half a year.

More importantly, they heard the person who brought the porridge back said that these things came from the reincarnation of the Kitchen God.

To the ancient northerners, the Kitchen God was their most familiar god, but now they discovered that the god was actually by my side?

And it was Master Liu who often helped them. It turned out that they had always been helped by the Stove Lord.

Now, the Kitchen God gave them porridge and pickled mustard.

Each favor one after another made them burst into tears of gratitude.

"Thank you, Lord Stove!"

They kept repeating these words in their mouths, and some of them sobbed so hard that they could hardly speak.

Liu Zhenhua had never seen such a scene before. Even when someone in his family died and Liu Zhenhua went to cry in mourning, the cries he heard were not as sincere as those of these people. He immediately stepped forward and helped the eldest old woman among them.

"Old people don't have to be like this," Liu Zhenhua said, looking at the old woman crying in front of him.

The old woman didn't seem to expect that Liu Zhenhua would come forward to help her, and suddenly muddy old tears flowed down in big drops.

The old woman withdrew her hand toward the outside while sobbing: "You are a god. How can I, an old woman, be worthy of your bending down and supporting me?"

Seeing this scene, the people around them wiped away their tears and felt infinite emotions in their hearts. It was not in vain that they worshiped the stove every year, but now the Stove Lord has really come down to earth and is so close to them.

"Old man, as the Kitchen God, I should be close to the people. You offer sacrifices every year. Now it's my turn to help you."

Liu Zhenhua didn't know how to comfort him, so he could only come up with a set of words in his mind.

The old woman's tears finally stopped.

"Zhuo Zhuo, Hongli, help me up quickly," Liu Zhenhua said quickly, "You all stand up too."

Many of these people were older than him. They kept kneeling on the ground like this, and Liu Zhenhua really felt uncomfortable.

Hearing this, Ren Zhuozhou and Ren Hongli stood up from the ground, stepped forward to hold the aunt's arms and helped her up.

Others also stood up and looked at Liu Zhenhua standing in front of them with some restraint. This man turned out to be the reincarnation of the Stove Lord.

"Earlier, I felt that the young master of the Liu family did not have the temperament of a mortal, but now I see that it is indeed the case."

"I knew that the young master was not an ordinary person, he was actually the reincarnation of the Stove Lord."

People are thinking in their hearts and recalling what Liu Zhenhua used to be like.

Liu Zhenhua withdrew his hands at the right time and stood in front of the crowd.

The old woman finally stopped crying. She looked at Liu Zhenhua in front of her, as if she wanted to remember him in her heart.

Liu Zhenhua looked at these people and didn't know what to say for a moment. His plan was to head northwest.Could this old woman really travel a long distance?

He wants to tell his plan and let these people choose whether to leave or stay. Anyway, with his ability, he can build a team no matter where he is.

"Dear fellow villagers," Liu Zhenhua said with a solemn face.

More than 30 people immediately looked up at Liu Zhenhua, wondering what he was going to say.

"I plan to go to Shaanxi, where the famine is more severe and there are more refugees."

"Going to Shaanxi."

The villagers' expressions changed when they heard Liu Zhenhua's words. Shaanxi is thousands of miles away from here.

In ancient times, transportation was not developed, and some people could not even leave a small village in their entire lives.

What's more, we are in troubled times now, and horse bandits are scurrying outside to flood victims. This distance of thousands of miles is no less difficult than Monk Tang's journey to the west to obtain scriptures.

They may not be able to get through until they die.

The villagers looked at each other and looked at Liu Zhenhua. This was the Stove Lord, who had the ability to transform food.

They knew why Liu Zhenhua told them this matter.

This is asking them if they are willing to follow.

"If you are willing to follow, then take a step forward. If you want to continue to stay here, just stay where you are."

Liu Zhenhua saw the expressions of these people in his eyes. It was normal for these people to be afraid, and they were not modern. They could reach anywhere within a day.

The people in front of me may have been living within this ten-mile radius their entire lives.

"The Kitchen God, the common people are willing to take my two sons to follow the Kitchen God."

To Liu Zhenhua's surprise, Ren Zhuozhou and Ren Hongli's father, Ren Fanyi, stood up first. He raised his hands and said to Liu Zhenhua.

This man failed the scientific examination several times, returned to his hometown to marry a wife and have children, and had more experience than others. Thinking about it this way, it seemed reasonable for him to stand up.

Ren Zhuozhou and Ren Hongli looked at their father in surprise. They did not expect that their father would be the first to stand up.

Now that the only old father in the family has stepped forward, the two of them naturally have no reason to retreat.

"We can eat with the Kitchen God."

Before Ren Hongli could finish his words, he was punched by Ren Zhuoyue.

"We are willing to follow the Kitchen God to Shaanxi to help the victims."

He pulled Ren Hongli forward and said.

Liu Zhenhua smiled and nodded. He also knew what Ren Hongli wanted to say. It was a very simple and unpretentious thing, and it was just for the sake of eating.

"I am also willing to follow the Stove Lord," a dark-looking young man stood up, it was Ren Heitu who was among the ten people yesterday.

His mother stretched out her hand to pull Ren Heitu, but Ren Heitu shook him away.

"Mom, don't stop me."

Ren Heitu hurriedly took a step forward, fearing that his mother was pulling him.

"Kurotsuchi, you still have your parents at home."

Liu Zhenhua looked at Ren Heitu's parents. Ren Heitu was not very old and was still the only child in the family. His parents were only about 30 years old.

"Master Stove, I am already a man. I want to go out and follow you to explore the outside world."

Ren Heitu's voice was still a little immature, his face flushed, his fists clenched, and he followed the immortal out to have a look. What young man wouldn't want to.

(End of this chapter)