After the exile, the Goddess of War became a group favorite

Chapter 147

One mile away from here, a wooden pavilion that can accommodate about 30 people was pulled up at some point. There was a diamond-shaped plaque with the word "Lu" hanging on the four corners of the pavilion, and an official seal was stamped on the lower right corner.

At this moment, the ten stoves built in the pavilion were burning extremely vigorously.There is a large pot on the stove, and five layers of large baskets are stacked on top of it, there are six of them, and the white flour steamed buns are steamed inside.

The other four were all cooking porridge. When they were stirred, the heat rose, and even though the pavilion was ventilated from all sides, the rich fragrance could still be smelled.

Apart from the side facing the mountain, long tables were placed on the other three sides of the pavilion, enclosing the whole pavilion, and hundreds of pottery bowls were placed on it.

More than [-] people walked back and forth in the pavilion, kneading noodles, adding fire, stirring porridge, etc., with a clear division of labor.There are several people who look like doctors waiting on the bench further back, they are discussing, but they don't know what they are talking about.

"There, there really is!!!"

"really have!"

"Great, it's saved, thank God."

"Quick, quick, we won't have anything to eat in a while."

"Mother, mother."

"Be careful, Yaya, follow your mother closely."

The refugees at the front saw the porridge booth, their eyes lit up, and they rushed forward desperately.

The people behind saw it, and risked their lives. They rushed over with the fastest express, crowded and trampled, even if their shoes were lost, they didn't care, they just wanted to drink warm porridge quickly.

The one in charge of the porridge was the old village head before Licheng, Liu Shoucheng, the son of Liu Baoguo, when he saw the refugees rushing in, his expression changed drastically.

Quickly knocked on the table with a spatula, made a muffled bang bang bang, and shouted: "Whatever you squeeze, whatever you squeeze, I will queue up for you. If you can't shoot well, the team won't get to eat!"

When the refugees heard this, they stopped in a hurry, looked at the white rice porridge in the pot, swallowed their saliva one by one, and began to line up obediently, many of them still had broken bowls in their hands.

Seeing that they were obedient, Liu Shoucheng couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. As the most trusted subordinate of Lord Lu, it would be too disappointing if he couldn't even handle such a small matter as serving porridge.

Of course, the most important thing is not to lose face to the aborigines. If they are compared by the Qiao family boy on another road, they will definitely be beaten to death by the old man when they go back.

Thinking of this, he worked harder and shouted: "Everyone is lined up, everyone is lined up, each person has a bowl of porridge, and a white flour steamed bun. No one is allowed to take more. Those who get it will go to the car in front immediately." Go up and sit, waiting to go to Licheng."

Hearing this, everyone was taken aback, and turned to look in the direction Liu Shoucheng pointed.

There, a strange carriage was parked there. It was made up of three very large carriages, with large wheels on both sides of the carriages. The wheel shafts were surrounded by black and green belts, and then one by one. Interact with each other.

They don't know what it does, it looks weird anyway.

Except for the wheels, each of the three carriages has two doors, which are opened one after the other, and there are four people guarding them, as if waiting for someone to go up.

There is a row of windows at the waist level. I don’t know what the windows are made of, but they are transparent and very beautiful. You can see the things inside from the outside.

"What's this?" The first person to get the porridge and steamed buns asked suspiciously, looking at the car while walking, not forgetting to take a bite of the steamed buns and drink the porridge.

One of the young men who responded at the door smiled and said: "This is the bus from Licheng. City Lord Lu specially sent it to pick you up to Licheng. If you don't go to Licheng, you need to pay five yuan for the bus. "

"Five cents?!!!" The man's face suddenly changed, he stopped quickly, and said tremblingly: "Then, what, I'm going to Licheng, does Licheng also need money?"

The young man smiled and said: "There is no money to go to Licheng, and we will provide you with accommodation when you arrive. As for the others, you need to work to earn money."

"Oh, that's it, then, I'm still going to Licheng."

"Well, please get in the car."

"Yes." The man nodded with a smile, took the porridge and got into the car.

The car is very big, the man saw the full seats in the car at first glance, there are a row of six wooden chairs on both sides, and seventeen in the back, he didn't know why, so he quickly sat in the first one nearby down.

I looked at it curiously, and even touched the wooden pole next to it. I wonder if it is painted. It is smooth and does not hurt hands, but isn’t the paint all red?Why is this colorless? It smells good.

And the ground, when he stomped it, there was a bang bang sound, he was startled, darling, it's actually made of iron!This City Lord Lu is really rich.

When he was feeling emotional, three people came up from behind, two big and one small, like a family of three.

The child was holding a white flour steamed bun, gnawed on it, looked around with his swarthy eyes, and asked curiously, "Mother, this car is really big."

"It's very big." The woman nodded. From the moment she got into the car, her heart was constantly jumping with joy. Choking: "City Lord Lu is really a good man."

Hearing this, the man sighed and didn't say anything, he just raised his hand and patted her on the shoulder, then led the child, took the bowl, walked to the last row and sat down carefully.

The child was still looking around with great interest, and as he watched, his eyes gradually had a different kind of light.

Refugees boarded the bus one by one, sitting or standing. After a while, fifty people were full. The two young men outside waved their hands, and one of them said, "Everyone, the bus is full. You..."

Before the young man finished speaking, the refugee's face changed, and he rushed forward, "What? Why is it full? Then what should we do?"

"Are you trying to leave us behind? How could you do that!"

"Please, let's get in the car. We've been walking for too long. It's better to get to Licheng earlier."

"My lord, we don't need to go, but please save our children, please."

"Yeah, it doesn't matter if we starve to death, but the child is still young."

"Mom, I don't want to go, I don't want to go, wow~~~"

One person knelt down, like a fuse, more and more people knelt down, they kowtowed and kowtowed, and the children also wailed and grabbed the sleeves of their parents.

Some didn't even know what happened, they just hid behind the adults in fear, their eyes that should have been full of childlike innocence were full of fear at the moment.

The two young men felt uncomfortable seeing it, and they felt their hearts were dull, and they shouted loudly: "Get up quickly, it's not that I won't take you away, it's just that there is no room for this car.

When you wait for two incense sticks, another few buses will arrive, and we will take you back in batches. "

The refugees were slightly taken aback, looked at the young man in surprise, and asked, "Young man, are you serious? Are you not lying to us?"

The young man smiled, raised his finger to the sky, and said, "It's true, I swear to God."

Liu Shoucheng, who happened to notice the commotion here, also came over and said loudly: "Okay, sit aside and wait, the car will come to pick you up in a while. What are you making troubles for, and everyone who is making troubles will walk alone."

As soon as the manager spoke, all the refugees didn't dare to make trouble, and obediently sat aside and waited, but the stretched necks revealed their flustered mood.

Two young men also got into the car, one sitting in front of the car, the other in the car, with a slap of the whip, the four-skinned horse kicked and ran, and gradually, the speed became faster and faster. faster.

The refugees in the car panicked for a moment, then stabilized their bodies, and all of them looked out of the car window curiously. Watching the scenery on both sides of the road receding rapidly, they suddenly felt extremely novel.

"The route of the bus," at this moment, a disheveled refugee seemed to have discovered something. He looked up at the plaque on the carriage and read out curiously.

(End of this chapter)