Chapter 46 Who is the one who can help the disaster and ask for pork stewed vermicelli?

Author: Yunzhong Palace

Chapter 46 Who is the one who can help the disaster and ask for pork stewed vermicelli?

The rising sun is rising.

Wang Xiu opened his eyes and woke up from meditation and meditation.

clang ~

clang ~

clang ~

The Mingxue Zhuxian Sword placed at the head of the bed was trembling at this time, conveying the "hungry" emotion to Wang Xiu.

Wang Xiu:???

Early in the morning, what nerves does Xiao Jianhuo send?

Wait a minute ~

Why is there such a strong smell of blood in the air?

Wang Xiu's pupils shrank slightly.

If you enter a state of meditation, your perception of the surrounding situation will decrease slightly unless you threaten your own safety.

now.

He left the state of meditation and immediately smelled a strong smell of blood.

"Can the evil spirit lose control and starts a massacre?"

Wang Xiu couldn't help but think of this in his heart, but he quickly overturned himself.

"Not human blood."

Wang Xiu murmured to himself that as a Taoist disciple who often goes down the mountain to perform tasks, Wang Xiu is still sensitive to the smell of human blood.

at this time.

The strong smell of blood in the air is not human blood, it should be some kind of blood that is stored in animals.

"You stupid guy~!"

Wang Xiu picked up the Nether Blood Zhuxian Sword at the head of the bed and cursed: "Grand spirit weapon, why is it so promising? Even the blood of ordinary beasts is greedy..."

Wait a minute!

Whoever says that spiritual weapons cannot drink the blood of ordinary beasts!

Wang Xiu's mind was like thunder struck by, and it suddenly became clear, as if he had opened the door to a new world.

yes!

The Nether Blood Zhuxian Sword can devour essence and blood to grow stronger, but who says it can only devour essence and blood from human race and demons?

Although the blood of pigs, cows, sheep contains a little thinner spiritual energy, it cannot stand the cheapness and is very large!

Not enough for a bucket?

If one barrel is not enough, ten barrels will be there, and if ten barrels are not enough, hundreds of barrels will be there, thousands of barrels!

You should know how cheap pig blood is in the mundane world. You can buy one pound for two cents, and one tael of silver can buy five hundred pounds.

1,000 spirit stones are 1,000 taels of gold and 10,000 taels of silver.

If you buy pig blood or something, you can buy five million kilograms of pig blood. As long as the supply is sufficient, you can feed this sword product to death!

Thinking of this.

Wang Xiu's heart couldn't help but become hot, and he shot away with the sword following the position of the Nether Blood Zhuxian Sword.

...

Maple City.

In He's slaughterhouse, big fat pigs were tied up and sent to the slaughter table.

Hundreds of butchers with big arms and round waists are like no emotional killers, repeating the process of killing pigs and chopping meat over and over again, skillfully and neatly.

"Guys!"

"Do it well!"

He Yuanwai, who was young but already had a big belly, wandered around the slaughterhouse with a smile on his face: "My father's first seven has passed, so I'm glad to congratulate you!"

"From the future, I will be the official and the master."

"I will open herds in Fengcheng to provide disaster relief for seven days. People in the city can eat and drink free of charge, including big white rice, big steamed buns, and pork stewed vermicelli."

"I let go of food for me!"

"Also, the guys who work overtime these days have doubled their wages, and each person gives you a big pig elbow."

Just finished speaking.

The people's thankful congratulations were heard all around, and they were definitely from the heart.

"Sir, please be generous!"

"Mr. Mr., you are a great man!"

"No wonder the He family ranks first among the four major families in Fengcheng."

"Just because of your kindness, I deserve to be the richest man!"

...

Listening to the compliments and flattery of his subordinates, Mr. He was so happy.

but.

He soon saw a sword light shooting from the sky. When the sword light landed on the ground and turned into a young man in white, who could it be if he was not Taoist Wang?

"Hiss~"

Mr. He was shocked and shook his head quickly and said, "Don't thank me me. If you want to thank me, thank Master Wang Xiu!"

"The King Daocheng is a true disciple of the Three Pure Immortal Sect, a true immortal who has attained enlightenment."

"He was a resignation for his father, and his practice was noble and honest, without asking for anything in return. After repeated pleas, his subordinate still refused to accept a gift of a thousand taels of gold."

"certainly."

"In the end, Master Wang was moved by his sincerity and filial piety and accepted the gold of my He family, but it was not something I wanted."

"Master Wang Xiu decided to use this golden thousand taels of gold to open a shed cloth porridge, buy medicine for free medical treatment, and contribute to the poor people in the city."

"Come on! Let's cheer for the Three Pure Immortal Sects and also cheer for Taoist Master Wang Xiu!"

Suddenly.

The butchers' support sounded from all directions in the slaughterhouse.

"Cai~!"

"Cai~!"

"Cai~!"

...

Good guy.

I asked you to open a shed and cloth porridge to help the poor. This is how I helped you?

Looking around the slaughterhouse, Wang Xiu's mouth twitched slightly. The densely packed pork piled up into a hill was at least more than 2,000!

The pig blood released, one bucket after another, would be enough to form a small pond if it was poured into the pond.

No wonder the Nether Blood Zhuxian Sword can't help but be excited and even make a clanging sound.

really.

In principle, this kind of spiritual weapon doesn’t look down on pig blood, but there are too many pig blood given here!

"Stop!"

Wang Xiu was amused and crying, and his anger sank into his dantian, and said like thunder: "Don't kill first."

Suddenly.

The entire slaughterhouse was stunned, and everyone looked at Wang Xiu with confusion.

Mr. He also scratched his head: "Master, what's wrong!"

Wang Xiu said helplessly: "The official is preparing to invite the people of Fengcheng to eat pork?"

Mr. He smiled and said, "Where is where?"

"Whe, a common man, does he have such compassion?"
To be continued...