Zixu Changqing

Chapter 5 Porridge

When they reached Miku's place, they each took a bag of rice and carried it on their shoulders. When they came back and walked halfway, Sun Changqing saw that his expression was normal, and asked casually, "Brother Wu, are you tired?"

Wu Zixu confessed: "I don't feel anything."

Sun Changqing avoided a mud pit and quickened his pace: "There is more than one bag, there are more."

The two sent the rice to the porridge shed outside the Dragon King Temple, and then brought the rice back to the porridge shed outside the west gate. After sending the rice to the remaining six porridge sheds one by one, they finally carried the rice to the south gate. — This is where they serve porridge.

The rain has not yet receded, the houses have collapsed, the fields are muddy and devastated.Sweep away the stagnant water outside the city to reveal an open space, build a shed, set up two pots in front, and put firewood in the back—this is the porridge shed.

The two put down the rice bags in the shed. Sun Changqing rubbed his shoulders and looked at Wu Zixu. Along the way, he was fast and he was fast, and he was also slow when he was slow. He didn't seem to be struggling at all: "I can't tell that Brother Wu is quite strong. Well."

Wu Zixu smiled: "I am born with great strength. When I am not crowned, I can carry a tripod."

Sun Changqing raised an eyebrow: "... How many tripods?"

Wu Zixu said indifferently: "It's more than ten jun, the tripod is not big, it's three feet high."

Sun Zixu was a little surprised. He had met a person who was born with great strength. He was half taller than ordinary people, with strong muscles and well-developed limbs.

"It's just brute force, it's nothing." Wu Zixu looked around, and saw dozens of victims, all in ragged clothes and covered in mud.

Sun Changqing explained: "There are not many people now. As soon as the porridge is cooked, people will come out. Some people have rice at home and do not have enough food, so they come to take advantage of it. Some people go to grab it after eating their own. For others, we not only have to cook the rice later, but also have to watch them and prevent them from robbing them."

Wu Zixu thought for a while: "How many people will come to pick it up? Are two bags of rice not enough?"

Sun Changqing took out two buckets, called a few victims to fetch water, and said, "Two bags are not enough? There are more than 200 people." Speaking of which, he also felt annoyed and cursed softly.

When the victims came back from carrying water, Wu Zixu said calmly, "Changqing is here to guard the rice, and I'll go to the river to collect some river sand."

Sun Changqing didn't react for a while: "What are you doing with the sand?"

Wu Zixu: "The sand and rice will be boiled together later, and those who don't want to eat will be driven away."

Sun Changqing: "..."

Ruthless!

After a while, Wu Zixu came back with half a bucket of sand, and when it was time to cook the porridge, he poured the sand and Mihula in, and Sun Changqing covered the pot and cooked together.After a while, the aroma rose, and Sun Changqing opened the lid curiously, only to see that the porridge was cloudy and black, which was so different from its usual clean and white appearance, that one couldn't bear to take a second look.

Sun Changqing clicked his tongue twice, and after a while took out coarse salt from his arms and sprinkled it in for stirring. The victims in the distance saw this movement and quickly gathered around. Sun Changqing knocked on the pot: "Line in two rows, hurry up!"

The victims sent two columns, each with a bowl to serve porridge, and when they served them, someone exclaimed, "Why is this porridge like this?!"

Sun Changqing smiled: "That's it, don't eat if you don't like it."

So some people gritted their teeth and ate it, and some people tasted it or left.

Wu Zixu remained calm, and the people who can eat this porridge are the ones who need this porridge to survive.

After distributing the porridge, the two went to the victims' place again. This time, no one robbed them. Wu Zixu looked at the sky and said, "Mr. Qing, I'll go back to the shed for a rest."

Sun Changqing looked at a child eating porridge: "Okay, just go."

Seeing Sun Changqing looking at him, the child shrank his head like a quail, Sun Changqing looked away, the child was relieved, and vomited sand while drinking porridge: "Bah, bah, bah! I'm bah!"

Sun Changqing held back his laughter, a flower blossomed in his stomach.

After a while, the child finished drinking, and there was a thick layer of sand left in the broken bowl. The child looked at the sand with disgust, carefully tilted the bowl slightly, and slowly sucked a little porridge from the edge of the bowl, and then With a crying face: "Bah, bah, bah! I bah!"

Sun Changqing's smile faded away, the day was coming to an end, the afterglow of summer shone on him, Yingdi's whole body was golden red, but he didn't feel warm, only sad.

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Sun Changqing was stunned for a while, and when his stomach growled twice, he finally came back to his senses. He shook his head, put aside those useless things, turned and walked into the shed.

Living in troubled times, I have tried my best to protect myself, who can take care of others?

Wu Zixu was not seen in the shed, so Sun Changqing walked around behind the firewood, and sure enough, he saw Wu Zixu leaning on the firewood with his eyes closed, his breath steady, his body undulating slightly, and the ground was very stable.

This pile of firewood was chopped by Sun Changqing himself. He glanced at the sharp edge of the firewood and thought it was hot. How could he sleep on it?Don't you feel sick?

Or are people born with supernatural powers also thick-skinned?

Sun Changqing thought about the connection silently, and reached out to pat him on the shoulder: "Let's go—"

"Let's eat" before he could say it, Wu Zixu grabbed his left palm and slammed it down. Sun Changqing didn't expect him to get angry at all, and he only had time to reach out to grab his neck in a hurry——

"Crack"!

"boom--!"

Sun Changqing was kicked to the ground, Wu Zixu pinched his throat, pinched his wrist, condescending, with piercing eyes.

Sun Changqing had stars in his eyes and couldn't stop coughing: "You...cough...cough..."

After Wu Zixu regained his senses, he quickly withdrew his hands: "Are you okay? Hey, I can't touch it when I'm asleep."

Wu Zixu wanted to help him, but Sun Changqing slapped his hands off, stood up by himself, his chest heaved sharply, and his face was extremely sad and angry.

Wu Zixu's face was full of embarrassment. He only wanted to rest for a while and didn't plan to go to sleep, so he didn't say that he couldn't touch him when he was asleep.

However, it was such a coincidence that after the rain stopped, he immediately went to Yanling by water. The river was full of water along the way, and the water was turbulent.After finally stepping on the ground, he followed Sun Changqing to carry the rice back and forth, and when the rice porridge was cooked and everything was in order, sleepiness invaded his body silently.

Wu Zixu apologized: "I'm really sorry, I was hunted down for a while, and then I developed such a problem."

"Let me ask you—" Sun Changqing stared at him and paused every word: "Are you really asleep?"

Wu Zixu said sincerely: "Really, if you also greet me a few times, I will never fight back. I have the right to apologize to you, huh?"

Sun Changqing's face was on fire, he is not a stingy person, but - he didn't even hit a sleeping person, he was ashamed to go to grandma's house, fuck!

Sun Changqing looked at him again, a little frustrated: "Hiss—what's the point of beating you, buy me a drink!"

He stretched his back and added grinningly: "You have to buy a good drink, otherwise it won't count."

Wu Zixu walked down the steps he gave, and said with a light smile, "Definitely!"

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