The host of fast wear, be careful that the male god is too sweet

Chapter 38 The prince's poison is called the princess (34)

When An Yinan and the two passed through the dark alley, they couldn't help being surprised by what they saw.

A small open space, surrounded by dilapidated houses, exudes a dead air.A group of people sat in disorder, men and women, with tattered clothes, and looked like beggars.

A place in the open space.

"Line up!"

"That! Don't jump in line! Go to the back!"

"Come one by one! Everyone has a share!"

"You! You! Just came here, go away quickly, there is no second copy!"

……

A middle-aged man in ordinary clothes with a big belly pointed at the group of people in front of him.

Two other people held a large spoon, took a spoon from the cauldron in front of them, and put it in the broken bowl held by the beggar.

The person who got the rice porridge happily walked to a corner with the porridge in his hands, gobbling it up, as if he hadn't eaten for a long, long time...

An Yinan looked at the already long line: "Ah Chen, look over there."

I don't know what An Yinan thought of, suddenly he stopped calling Ling Yichen "husband". Although the new title sounds nice, Ling Yichen feels...

The pronunciation is not as sweet as my husband.

"It's them."

The village chief and a dozen other villagers were in the procession, their thin bodies looked very pitiful.

"The children and some of the women are not here, and neither are Ah Cui and the others."

"Go and have a look?"

"...Well, Ah Chen, you put the food somewhere first, it's not easy for us to go out with these."

"it is good."

Ling Yichen disappeared for a moment, and after a while, he appeared beside An Yinan again.

The team also reached the village head and the others. When the village head was holding the rice porridge, An Yinan could see the pain in his eyes clearly.

How is this going?
Walking to the village chief, An Yinan stepped forward to say hello: "Village chief."

The village head paused slightly, and raised his confused eyes: "It's a girl, why are you here?"

"Just passing by."

"so……"

It seems that there is nothing to talk about.

An Yinan asked: "This... is the county magistrate giving out porridge?"

"Hmm." The village chief's voice was muffled.

The villagers behind also lowered their heads and did not speak.

Just about to say something, Ling Yichen put his hand on her shoulder and said, "Susu, rice congee, there is something strange."

Rice porridge?
Looking at the rice porridge in the village chief's hand, it is bright in color, steaming hot, and full of rice fragrance.

"Village chief, can I twist some rice porridge?"

"Girl please."

The village chief raised the bowl in front of her without any hesitation.

With doubts, An Yinan reached out to touch the rice porridge.

With a sound of "啪——",
An Yinan slapped the bowl flying in an instant, and the rice porridge was scattered all over the ground, mixed with soil, which seemed a bit of a pity.

"girl?!"

The broken sound was not very loud, but it attracted the attention of beggars around.

An Yinan's voice was calm, her face was too dark, and her voice was filled with coldness:

"Old man, this rice porridge can't be eaten." Then he pointed to the residue on the ground, "If there is moisture condensation on the surface of the rice, the color will appear brighter, and the transparency of the endosperm will increase slightly.

It will make the boiled rice porridge look more beautiful, but this beautiful rice has deteriorated or even moldy.

To put it simply, this rice is no longer rice, but poison.If this bowl goes down, you will have diarrhea and your body will become weaker and weaker, and you will die from poisoning in severe cases. "

Those two pots of porridge should have been made from spoiled rice. The county magistrate really didn't have a good intention.

Porridge?
They are all means to deal with useless people in the city.

Hearing this, the village head and the villagers behind opened their mouths in surprise.Although Miss Su said that they couldn't understand, but...

The bowl of rice porridge in your hand cannot be eaten, it will kill people.

It should be right!
The two days of getting along let them know that An Yinan and Ling Yichen are very powerful and kind people.

So they believed what An Yinan said.Looking down at the porridge in his hand, he felt like he was holding a bowl of poison.

An Yinan said with a cold face, "There is a dump of garbage over there, throw away even the bowls."

The villagers quickly followed suit.

beside,

"Hahaha, you are fools!"

(End of this chapter)