Chapter 228： Too much

Chapter 228 Too Much

Mrs. Cheng and Song Junkang heard Jiang Xinyan's voice, and the two old men stood up at the same time: "Thank you little genius doctor for your life-saving grace the day before yesterday, I will never forget the old man."

Didn't you say you can't call Zhennan Hou? Then what should they call him! It's not wrong to call the girl a magician.

Chu Lixuan remained calm, but he understood Mr. Cheng's inner workings. He was worthy of being a famous Confucian of the generation. He was as witty as a fox, and old man Song was not old. Look at his extraordinary aura.

pity! It was once prosperous, rich and noble, and the family was destroyed. Since ancient times, there have been countless courtiers with great vigour at the beginning and tragic at the end.

Chu Lixuan's cold expression softened for the sake of mutual pity, "Seeing Cheng Lao, Song Lao, I am Chu Lixuan, and Jiang Xinyan is my wife, so I shouldn't be called a genius doctor."

Jiang Xinyan: "..." Why is my mother not a genius doctor? But what the **** is a little magician? Sounds a bit awkward!

She said, "Seeing Mr. Cheng, Mr. Song, my husband is right, and he did it smoothly that time, so I should not be grateful."

"Dr. Jiang Xiao, Laozi Song really appreciates you for saving my granddaughter. You are the genius doctor." Song Junkang said boldly.

"You...are the genius doctor of that day?" Cheng Xianhou's expression was in disbelief.

He just saw Zhennan holding her hand and thought it was his sister. After listening to the introduction, he knew that it was his wife or the genius doctor who saved his wife.

Unfortunately, no one replied to him. Zhao Yu and Wei Dabin hated him even more. Madam worked so hard to save his wife and children, yet he didn't know him?

Just when the atmosphere was awkward, Song Daida walked up to Chu Lixuan and looked at him eagerly, "Marquis Zhennan, I admire your Song Daida very much, and I want to be your little follower."

Jiang Xinyan looked at Song Daida who looked like iron and naive. She originally wanted to tease him a few words, but she thought of Old Man Cheng, who was here in the past.

She should sit beside Chu Lixuan obediently! So as not to make a joke, then it will not be beautiful.

"Da Erxiu was rude, Mr. Chu, please forgive me, the child is ignorant." Old Man Song apologized.

"Song Lao don't need to be polite, Song Daida, right? What's your age?"

"Back to Zhennan... I... I am sixteen years old this year. I have been practicing martial arts with my grandfather since I was a child. In recent months, the villagers around here have all fled. We have no place to exchange food for food. I have followed everyone there..."

"Da Ge'er~" Cheng Xianhou interrupted Song Daida loudly, disregarding etiquette. In order to talk to Zhennanhou, this fool actually wanted to say that they went to Fucheng to steal food.

What a shame that was! Cheng Xianhou blushed, "Master Chu, Da Ge'er means to understand a little bit of three-legged cat kung fu, I want to follow you, I don't know if I can?"

"What does Young Master Cheng mean?" Chu Lixuan knew the details of them clearly.

"Master Chu, to be honest, my grandfather and I came to visit you today, just to get your shelter, may I ask?" Cheng Xianhou asked with no confidence.

"Can."

"Master Chu, you agreed?" Cheng Xianhou asked in disbelief.

"Ok!"

They don't have any capital to rely on, and the most powerful one hundred or so people only have no martial arts skills, and the rest are old, weak, sick and disabled.

The people who came from the mountains to inquire about the news in the past two days went back and said with great envy, "Oh my God! The Marquis of Zhennan and the others are actually full of rice." While saying this, they licked their mouths!

His two grandfathers said that they would go down the mountain to visit the Marquis of Zhennan, and wanted to exchange some food with them, but they didn't have any clues in their hearts.

Cheng Xianhou's father was unhappy because he was exiled to this barren land. Later, Grandpa Song and the others helped their Cheng family and lived a good life for a few years, which was a little better than other exiles.

His father is handsome and beautiful. Many daughters of exiles and local villagers want to marry his father. His father is also full of enthusiasm and has nowhere to put it.

Then, his father took dozens of concubines and gave birth to hundreds of children, and Cheng Xianhou had more than 100 brothers and sisters.

He also has two uncles, several aunts gave birth to dozens of cousins, cousins...

Later, even Grandpa Song and the others were exiled here. The county government repeatedly suppressed them, and they were not united within the Cheng family. They were bullied alive and killed many people.

Otherwise, their Cheng family would have more than 500 members.

"Nie Cimeng, please check with Cheng Xianhou, how many people there are in total, and each of them, regardless of gender, age, and age, will have half a catty of rice per person per day."

Chu Lixuan just needs talents, so those who come to the door will be accepted by the way, and those that can't be dealt with.

"Master Chu, this is too much! We have 536 people in total!" Cheng Xianhou almost fell to his knees, one half a catty of rice a day?

They haven't had a pound of rice for a month recently! Happiness comes too suddenly.

"Five hundred and thirty-six people, two hundred and sixty-eight kilograms of rice a day, let's send it for ten days first! Brother Zhao will take someone to weigh the two thousand six hundred and eighty meters out, and Wei Dabin will call someone to send it up the mountain."

Nie Cimeng is a military adviser. There is no war now, so he will do the work that he knows first, but now that there are outsiders, he will not call General Wei Dabin.

Old Man Cheng and Old Man Song also had a companion. They were shocked when they heard Chu Lixuan's words. Who are they? Are they dreaming? where are they?

The five people looked at Chu Lixuan in unison, because it was another handsome young man who was talking just now. Don't know how to count?

"Okay, I'll go weigh the rice now, Brother Wei, let's go together!" Zhao Yu didn't forget to take Wei Dabin away when he left.

OMG! This is actually true, "Thank you for your kindness and great virtue, Young Master Chu, and Old Man Cheng will keep it in mind."

"Elder Cheng, don't be polite, and don't have any burdens in your heart. This is a little thought from the younger generation. You can eat it with confidence. I still have a lot of injured Chu family troops!"

Chu Lixuan casually showed his strength, and also told them by the way that if they were obedient, he would not give up on them.

"Master Chu, our labor force is at most 200 people, and the remaining 300 or so people are old and weak, women and children."

"No harm."

Cheng Xianhou and others were overwhelmed with emotion. When he didn't know what to say, Nie Cinan came in and asked if he wanted to have dinner.

"Master, it's time to eat." These people haven't gone back yet, we have to eat.

"Come in and set up the table and chairs, Mr. Cheng, Mr. Song, you all stay and eat."

"Yes, brothers, come in and set up tables and chairs, you can serve food." Nie Cinan walked to the door and ordered.

Feng Jianzhi quickly brought a few people, and each of them came in with a basin of warm water, "Please wash your hands first, and then eat." This is Jiang Xinyan's rule, everyone must wash their hands before eating.

This guest couldn't find water either, so they fetched water to wash them, and they didn't care about a meal.

Ever since I knew that their father still has a lot of food, the people here are now rich.

Thank you very much for the reward of "Purple Butterfly" and everyone's recommendation ticket.

(end of this chapter)