Lady Lin’s First-ever Journey to Immortality Chapter 405: Loose porridge
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Those women treacherously entered Shencheng, and the ground was full of shocking plague patients.
But unlike what was expected, the air in the city was not as dirty as imagined. But the darkness remained, only the direction of the City Lord's Mansion was brightly lit.
Without food for a few days, even the sweet potato skins that can be eaten in the city were swallowed by life. Not to mention a few rice shops that were plagued before they were taken away, and even the door panels were smashed.
Desperate people are the easiest to show their nature. Before Lin Luoran came in, the application had become a source of sins.
If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she would never have thought that the same plague-infected people would not talk about mutual support, but there was still that wicked person, entangled with a group of thorns, occupied the city lord mansion, grabbed food, and bullied the weak. , Domination.
She first pinched a few large-scale "cleaning techniques" to extract the foul air from the city, and burn the foul air. The City Lord’s Mansion occupies the widest area, and is in the middle of the application, which is the most suitable for Lin Luoran’s plan. She drove out a group of similarly ill thorns who were trying to dominate the king. She took Sang Yi and herself. Ximei entered the city lord's mansion.
The more than one hundred women saw a woman dressed in snow on the high wall in the city from a distance. In the darkness, the lights of the city lord's mansion looked like daylight, guiding them to walk forward.
While not forgetting to search for those familiar faces among the infected people lying and sleeping on both sides of the street.
Finally, because of too many patients, they are full of steps, and most of their search eyes are lost. There were also those who were lucky enough to find a family member, and could no longer take care of the purpose of coming in, and ran to the old man or his son, frequently wiping their tears.
Lin Luoran didn't urge them either, she swept away her spiritual sense, and she had found someone who was suspected of Ximei Niang and her younger brother in a low shed in the west of the city. Nine times out of ten unsatisfactory things in life, Lin Luoran sighed quietly. The woman was no longer breathless, and it was hard to save the true immortal when she came, but the three-year-old child was burned in confusion under her protection.
Lin Luoran asked Sang Yi to take Ximei to find her brother. With his martial arts, he should come and go freely among the patients in One City.
The poor girl, Ximei, took her three-year-old brother and cured the plague. How do they live?
Lin Luoran sighed and saw that the women were walking towards the city lord’s mansion. She pinched a gold magic spell. If anyone in the city did not cook, the city lord’s mansion instantly became a big magnet, and many iron tools went to Lin. Luo Ran flew over.
These women are the most superstitious. Seeing this scene, they thought that the immortal was coming to the world, and they were terrified, including those women who stopped for their loved ones. Some took the lead and all knelt and knelt.
The fairy bodhisattva was talking nonsense in his mouth, trembling slightly on the ground, losing the courage to move forward.
This time is no better than the previous cleansing techniques and shouts from the air. The topography of the City Lord’s Mansion is prominent. All the sane patients in Shencheng have witnessed this scene with their own eyes. Even the garrison and refugees outside the city opened their eyes in disbelief.
There is no martial skill that can cause such an effect. Is it really the immortal mercy, after abandoning the Ying Kingdom for thousands of years, is it revealed again?
Leading generals, ruffian big soldiers, cold and poor refugees, everyone who saw this scene flashed huge question marks in their hearts.
Who is she?
"It's better to save people now."
Lin Luoran saw the women hesitate, but was embarrassed and had to speak first.
The fairy was right, and the women no longer doubt Lin Luoran's skills at this moment. Thinking of their loved ones being saved, these cowering women surged in strength again. They got up from the ground with strong footsteps, their eyes may be the most resolute clarification moment in their lives.
Lin Luoran felt relieved when he saw this, and chose a large iron pot from a pile of ironware to stay, and the others were scattered back to their original places.
In the original huge courtyards of the City Lord’s Mansion, there are about several hundred large iron pots left.
She made her handprint again, this time the branches, wooden boards, tables and chairs scattered all over the city. It was shaken apart by Lin Luoran and turned into a mountain of firewood.
It was quite laborious to build an earthen stove. Only three stones could build an earthen stove, which made Lin Luoran spend a lot of effort.
In short, when more than a hundred women and Sang Yi rushed back to the city lord's mansion, what they saw was that there were hundreds of large pots in the courtyards.
It was filled with clarified drinking water. The firewood is neatly arranged under the earthen stove, which is really mysterious and unpredictable.
No one dared to greet Lin Luoran, they didn't even dare to face her.
Sang Yi asked, "Is the medicine in the pot?"
Lin Luoran shook his head, "Cook porridge."
Hey, isn't it right now to save people first? If it hadn't been for Lin Luoran's method to calm everyone down, someone would definitely suggest that her actions were turning the cart before the horse.
People who have been hungry for a few days, how can they drink medicine directly, because the stomach is cold, it will only waste energy.
Furthermore, if you rely on medicine for treatment, unless it is a spirit pill, there is definitely no potion to go down, and the medicine will be cured--this is a plague.
If she didn't give these 30,000 people food, she would starve to death if she was not cured.
Thinking of the many rice harvested in the space without incident, Lin Luoran suddenly felt that his luck was not bad.
Lin Luoran made the women light a fire and dashed into the space by herself.
Huofeng is skilled in calculations, secretly thinking about how much power of faith Lin Luoran will gain this time, and his heart is happy. Lin Luoran hadn't thought of it yet, she just wanted to save them now.
Run to the second floor of the cabin, Lin Luoran opened the wonderful drawers. Each one is like a vast and boundless storage space. If the same thing is placed alone, Lin Luoran suspects that it can even fit a mountain... it seems dissatisfied.
Like a drawer, she used to store monster meat, some piled up common medicinal materials, and another one, when the drawer opened, white flowers overflowed.
Adding the vegetables she usually harvests, she may only need to harvest gastrodia elata and plant two rounds of rice these days, which is enough for everyone in the city to continue their lives.
The premise is to eat porridge.
Fortunately, there are other flavors.
When Lin Luoran appeared again, rice flowed from her fingertips and piled up on the ground into a hill. After removing the infected people who have died, there are at least 20,000 people in Shencheng who can cook two or two rice in one or two meters. If they are replaced with porridge, they can at least produce three or two porridge. In other words, for a meal, Lin Luoran had to take out at least two thousand catties of rice, which was enough for 20,000 people to barely cushion their stomachs.
When the women saw that she had conjured two to three kilograms of rice that had been threshed out of thin air, her eyes were almost falling out of surprise.
The white rice was lying on the ground, and then some vegetables such as cucumber, cabbage, eggplant, pumpkin, winter melon, shiitake mushroom, fungus, and some red tomatoes appeared. They didn’t know it, they probably knew it belonged A kind of vegetable.
"Cook all these rice into vegetable porridge."
The women are only loyal, with red eyes, holding the white rice in disbelief.
Most of them have never seen such good rice in their entire lives. Before it was changed, it was only possible to eat it in the long distance in the city or the landlord's house in the country?
My mother is dead, Ximei is coaxing her younger brother, Lin Luoran finishes the division of labor, and he has taken a child who is only about two or three years old and treats him first.
Lin Luoran left the yard. The women were not nervous anymore, so they woke up, and when the water boiled, they put the rice in the pot. One person looked after a few large pots, and was very busy with the fire.
Sang Yi secretly settled the accounts, the rice was white and even, and even the tribute rice used in the palace could not be compared to the people who used it to save the Ying country. As the seventh prince of Penglai, he always felt weird.
Where is the blame? He couldn't tell for a while.
Lin Luoran stabilized the condition of sister Xi’s brother, and chose a room for the brothers and sisters to rest. The smell of porridge was already floating in the yard.
The salt in her space is very small, and the salt is salty. People who are hungry will not grab salt for free. This city lord’s mansion has a big business, so it has a lot of storage, and Lin Luoran uses it. I found out, and put some salt in each pot.
Salt is not just a condiment for the human body. Only when you eat to be full, you can eat salt.
From Lin Luoran using the magical power to collect the iron pot, the patients who survived a breath and could barely get up knew that the miracle was revealed, and the chance of being rescued was right in front of them, and they all rushed towards the city lord mansion.
When the aroma of all kinds of vegetable porridge is permeating, the several streets with the city lord’s mansion as the central axis have long been filled with people, shoulder to foot, many people can’t help swallowing, and the vitality is lost. Was gathered again.
In other words, there is a sense of survival again.
I have something to eat! Some people are fortunate not to throw away the soil bowl in their hands, and more people regret it, dragging heavy steps, looking for food containers from the shops and houses on both sides of the empty streets.
It doesn't have to be a bowl, maybe a teapot, a wooden scoop, a wine jar, because close to the city lord's mansion is a high-door mansion, and you can't get the exquisite dishes, and there are always some flower pots in the yard.
He was hungry and took a bite of hot food. As for motivating plague patients to go through all the corners, some even thought of making bowls with leather hats.
If it were not for Lin Luoran to take the lead and come to the city with a high profile, it is inevitable for these plague patients to grab food under hunger, but now although they are eager, although they are hungry, they are still in control of the immortal's powerful fear. Lived on his own feet, did not flood into the city lord's mansion.
They are all waiting.
Want to see through, endure hard.
Finally, the gate of the City Lord's Mansion was finally opened from the inside, and the crowd was in a commotion.
The women were in a group of two, carrying a big iron pot outside, steaming hot, the first pot was soybean pumpkin porridge, which stimulated people’s taste buds, the group of thorns who were driven out of the city lord’s mansion by Lin Luoran Seeing that the woman is in charge of the overall situation, we are ready to move.
This time, Lin Luoran did not need to take action. In order to survive, the numb and cowardly ordinary people can also twist into a rope and beat a few troublemakers severely.
No looting, no mutiny.
On the street in front of the city lord’s mansion, there were more than one hundred large iron pots. In front of each pot, there was a woman making porridge.
Leave a large amount of space, the people who make the porridge are very fair, no matter if you hold a big bowl or a wooden scoop, no one has two spoons, four or two porridge, enough A hungry man sighed contentedly after drinking the porridge.
It can’t be said that it’s a great joy to eat a lot and have a good stomach. In the face of survival, making the stomach less empty is already a great joy.
It's not that no one has thought about it carefully, thinking that the porridge is delicious and wanting to join the team to lead it again.
These people were all awakened by the thorn-like eyes above their heads, and quietly raised their heads. It turned out that the fairy girl in white clothes was standing on the roof ridge, quietly overlooking for life.
Did she see me?
No one takes any risks no matter whether he sees it or not.
Lin Luoran watched the hungry patients pouring in from all directions in Shencheng. He walked one batch and changed to another batch. The pot was empty here and he was brought into the yard and cooked again. A few hundred pots are not enough for 20,000 people to receive vegetable porridge at the same time.
Fortunately, she is not short of rice temporarily.
But there are still some people who have fallen into a coma or a high fever in a daze under the double blow of hunger and plague. They can't come to receive the vegetable porridge, and Lin Luoran has no magic method to let people eat passively. .
People on the street in front of the city lord’s mansion are already sparse. Many people drank the porridge and hid in the nearby mansion to sleep soundly. Anyway, the courtyard is so wide that a single house can crowd many people.
However, Lin Luoran, including the women who came to help, still have a lot of work tonight.