What happened?
Wang Chen, who just returned to Dongwu Stockade, couldn't believe her eyes.
This Rogue Cultivator walled city is located in a remote location and occupies a very small Spirit Vein. It is the kind that the sects do not like at all.
There are tens of thousands of permanent residents inside and outside the walled city, and the number of monks exceeds 30%.
Among the many Outer Region cities, the scale of Dongwu Stockade is far from the largest, but it is not very small either.
The most unusual thing about Dongwu Stockade is that its controller is a Master Purple Mansion!
Of course not the only one.
When Wang Chen chose Dongwu Stockade as the place for hidden cultivation, it was also carefully selected.
I feel like this is still a good fit for me.
But he never expected that Dongwu Stockade would undergo great changes after he had only been away for more than half a month.
Countless stone houses and wooden houses were built outside the walled city. Since there was no planning, they looked messy. There was only a road in the middle to enter and exit the city gate.
Rogue Cultivator, Martial Artist and mortals appeared out of nowhere and became the new residents of Dongwu Stockade.
There are a large number of refugees among them.
Wang Chen As we walked along, we heard all kinds of noises, cries, and pleas.
This Rogue Cultivator walled city has turned into a refugee camp!
"Immortal Master Sir Well done, give it to the one who stutters."
Thin hands stretched out to him, and a pair of eyes were full of expectation and pleading.
Pray for a little mercy and food.
Most of the beggars are mortals, with a very small number Mortal Transformation stage. Most of them are old and frail, dragging one or a few ragged children with them.
These children were all sallow and thin, some were skinny and bones, and some were dying of hunger.
However, the monks passing by looked expressionless and turned a blind eye. Anyone who dared to block the way would be kicked out hard.
Wang Chen stopped in front of a mother and daughter.
This mother and daughter were also mortals. They were wearing thin clothing in the cold winter months, huddled next to the stone house and shivering.
Seeing Wang Chen, the pale woman tried her best to put on a flattering smile, "Xian, Immortal Master..."
She held the sleeping little girl tightly in her arms.
Wang Chen sighed secretly.
He took out an animal skin jacket from his storage bag and put it on the other two.
Although Wang Chen is no longer afraid of the cold and heat.
But out of the need to change his appearance, he stored various clothes in his storage bag.
The woman was frightened. "Thank you, thank you Immortal Master Sir!"
The refugees around her immediately cast envious and jealous looks at her, including many with covetous eyes!
Wang Chen As soon as he glanced at them, these refugees immediately retracted their heads. They were all so frightened that they did not dare to take a breath.
"You, you, and you!"
Wang Chen clicked with his fingers and pointed out a few men who looked relatively strong. "Go and collect firewood for me. The more the better, I will have my own reward!"
"As you command!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the few refugees who were spotted jumped out immediately.
He happily ran to collect firewood.
Dongwu Stockade is surrounded by mountains and a very high forest coverage rate. The most important thing is trees.
As long as you are willing to put in the effort to cut down, you can have as much firewood as you want.
Some refugees who were not singled out, but were quite clever, also ran to cut wood and chop firewood.
As long as they think about it, there is nothing wrong with helping Immortal Master!
Wang Chen ignored them and ordered other refugees to find stones for his own use.
None of these refugees dared to refuse, and Wang Chen promised a reward, so every one of them tried their best to collect the materials he needed nearby.
Stones are the most common and least valuable things, and they are everywhere, so hills were quickly piled up in front of Wang Chen.
Wang Chen starts casting spells.
He first softened all these large and small stones into mud.
Then he kneaded out three-legged cauldrons.
After the three-legged tripod was formed, Wang Chen then solidified the mud into stone to solidify them into a hard stone tripod.
Although Wang Chen's craftsmanship is mediocre, all the tripods he made are ugly.
But it had no impact on his subsequent actions.
When the nine cauldrons were completed, the refugees who had gone to collect firewood also returned.
Moreover, the logging team has increased to hundreds of people, including the highly skilled Martial Artist.
Wang Chen asked them to pile the cut wood under the tripod regardless of the reason.
As time went by, more and more people gathered around.
Most of the onlookers were refugees and beggars, and there were also a few monks watching the fun.
Everyone is very curious - what exactly does Wang Chen want to do?
In full public view, Wang Chen asked the refugees to fetch water from a nearby stream and pour it into nine three-legged cauldrons.
When the nine three-legged tripods were filled with about 70% of the stream water, he took out White Corn from the storage bag and poured it into these huge stone tripods.
At this point, everyone has understood.
Wang Chen is going to make porridge!
And the one used is Spirit Rice!!
Some of the onlookers Rogue Cultivator looked at him strangely.
Now the hard currency in Dongwu Stockade is not spiritual stones.
But Spirit Rice.
The prices of Spirit Rice and even Tribute Rice have already skyrocketed.
Ten pounds of White Corn can be exchanged for a beautiful yellow-flowered girl in "Human Market"!
Wang Chen actually took out so many Spirit Rice to make porridge. Seeing that he was clearly giving porridge for relief, many refugees suddenly became red-eyed and gathered around the three-legged tripod.
They were worried that if they couldn't grab a spot, they wouldn't be able to get a share of Spirit Rice Porridge.
This is Spirit Rice Porridge!
"Stop!"
Seeing that the scene was about to be disrupted, a thunderous voice suddenly remembered in everyone's ears.
These refugees felt as if they had been struck by lightning and froze in place, daring not to move.
laugh!
A golden energy passed in front of them, leaving a deep mark on the ground.
"If you cross this line, you will be killed without mercy!"
The refugees who woke up were all horrified and hurriedly backed away.
I'm afraid of becoming the target of Wang Chen!
After maintaining order, Wang Chen flicked out a Tuan Tuan hot flame.
The firewood under the tripod was lit.
As the temperature increased, the water in the stone cauldron began to boil, and the crystal-white rice grains rolled up and down.
Wang Chen ordered several obedient refugees to continuously add firewood to the bottom of the cauldron and water to the cauldron.
Nine large cauldrons were cooked together, and the aroma of Spirit Rice Porridge soon spread, attracting countless people to swallow their saliva.
But under the suppression of Wang Chen, no one dared to act rashly.
Wait until the rice and water in the tripod become porridge.
Then the firewood was removed.
Wang Chen pointed out Martial Artist among several mortals and asked them to be responsible for scooping and dividing the porridge.
In fact, what has just been cooked can only be regarded as gruel. After stirring thoroughly and scooping it into a bowl, there are very few rice grains in it.
But Spirit Rice Porridge is so thin that it can be digested and absorbed by mortals.
It has the effect of satisfying hunger and strengthening the body!
The poor mother and daughter were the first to get the porridge.
After drinking a bowl of porridge, they regained their color.
Other refugees held porcelain bowls and pots in their hands and queued up to receive porridge in an orderly manner.
Many people's faces were filled with smiles of joy and satisfaction!
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