Chapter 979： 979

Chapter 979, Chapter 979, you're welcome

In the evening, a strong man came to give old man Li a meal, and behind him was a very strong little boy.

As soon as the little boy entered the yard, he curiously looked at Daozi sitting next to Old Man Li.

Taozi glanced at him and then withdrew his gaze, stared at the food in the hands of the strong man, and rubbed his already hungry belly.

Eating is very simple, three fist-sized boiled potatoes, plus two bowls of corn paste which is not very sticky.

Old man Li didn't say anything, he picked up a potato and ate it.

See you, there is no need to bark, walk over, pick up a potato and start peeling it.

The strong man who delivered the meal saw that he wanted to stop the rice. The three potatoes were all Li's rations. The son of Wang Weiyuan only had a bowl of corn paste.

However, the strong man saw that Old Man Li took a look at him, and he did not dare to speak again.

At this time, the little boy who was following him spoke. He walked to Daozi and asked curiously: "Aren't you the son of the prince? Can you get used to the food here?"

The potatoes in Daozi's hand are almost peeled, and he is about to eat. Hearing the little boy's question, he frowned: "What is your food? Is this potato cultivated by my mother, is it good? It should belong to my family." The food is not yours."

The old man Li and the brawny man couldn't help being stunned.

Yes, potatoes and corn seem to be brought to Xiliang by Princess Weiyuan.

On these two kinds of food, many poor people in Xiliang have been fed.

Rice ate a few bites of potatoes and felt a little choked, so he took a sip of the corn paste. After drinking, he curled his lips and said: "This corn paste is not delicious."

The little boy reached out to hold the bowl in Daozi’s hand, and took a big sip: “I think it’s delicious.”

Seeing that there was only half a bowl of corn mash left, Daozi was angry: "This is mine, how can you eat my food?"

The little boy curled his lips: "What's yours, my father is the boss here, these things are mine." After that, he still needs to drink the corn mash of rice.

See you, Daozi quickly grabbed the bowl, ran to the old man Li, and said angrily with a small face: "You eat what my mother planted and bullied me. This is your kindness and revenge."

The brawny man was a little embarrassed, and quickly stopped Zhang Xiaohu: "If you are hungry, I will take you back to eat."

Zhang Xiaohu is about two years older than Daozi. It was when he was naughty, he finally met a kid outside the village, and naturally he didn't want to go back like this.

"No, Leopard Brother, you can help me bring the food here, OK, I want to eat here."

The brawny man looked at Old Man Li and saw that he didn't say anything, he turned around and went out. After a while, he came over with a bowl of corn paste and a potato.

"Come on, I just drank yours and give it back to you."

Zhang Xiaohu exchanged his corn paste with rice.

Daozi reluctantly accepted, and by default Zhang Xiaohu sat next to him.

Zhang Xiaohu asked while eating potatoes, "Do you also eat these things at home?"

Daozi shook his head: "No, I am eating well at home. There are vegetables, meat, soup, rice, and fruits and pastries after the meal."

Zhang Xiaohu looked envious and swallowed: "It must be delicious, right?"

Daozi nodded quickly: "Of course, my mother's food is delicious."

Zhang Xiaohu sighed: "My life is not as good as yours. I usually can't eat anything good."

The big master, who had just walked to the gate of the courtyard, heard his son's words, and he immediately blocked his chest with one breath, unable to get up and down.

Seeing Zhang Xiaohu's pity, Daozi said: "Then you remember to have a good baby next time, my mother said, reincarnation is a technical job."

"If you vote well, your child will be happy when you meet powerful parents. If you don't vote well, it's like you, and there is no food."

Zhang Xiaohu's face was blank: "But I don't know how to reincarnate? Do you know?"

This question stunned Daozi: "I don't know either." After speaking, he glanced at Zhang Xiaohu, "Well, as long as you let your father let me go, I will go home and ask my mother. My mother must know. "

"By the way, you are going to let me go, and I will invite you to my house to be a guest, eat delicious food, play fun, I tell you, I have a big amusement park, all the children like to come and play with me ."

Zhang Xiaohu's expression was moved, and then he lowered his head and said: "I'm too young to let my father listen to me, but when I grow up, he can let him listen to me."

Daozi was disappointed: "How long do you have to wait?" As he said, he continued to gnaw the potatoes in his hand, and said as he ate, "This potato is not as delicious as sweet potato, this potato has no taste, but sweet potato is sweet. "

Zhang Xiaohu: "What is sweet potato?"

Daozi thought for a while and said: "My mother said that sweet potatoes, like potatoes, can fill many people. However, they are still being cultivated and will be promoted in two years."

The old man Li and the brawny man had their expressions fluctuating when they heard it.

The production of potatoes is good, and there is no need to pick the land, but everyone can't just eat this all the time. If there are other foods to eat, it will definitely be better.

is the big master outside the courtyard, thinking that the potatoes and corn that people in the stockade now eat are all the grains of the little guy’s family, I feel a little bit no longer in my heart.

Speaking of sweet potatoes, Daozi seemed to think of something, and quickly put down the corn paste in his hand, got up and touched the purse on his waist.

"Ha, you have a good blessing, and my purse is still there. My mother made me dried sweet potatoes and made me eat them when I was hungry. I just forgot."

Daozi quickly opened his purse, took out a dried sweet potato to Zhang Xiaohu, after thinking about it, he took another one to old man Li, and finally looked at the brawny man

"I don't have much dried sweet potatoes. I don't know how long you will keep me going. Let me give you half of it." After finishing speaking, he divided half of them to the strong man.

The brawny man looked at the half of the dried sweet potato in his hand, he was a little flattered.

Zhang Xiaohu finished the dried sweet potato in twos or twos: "It's really sweet, I still want to eat it."

Rice clutched his purse: "No, I don't have much left. If you want to let me go, I will take you to my house to play. You can eat as much as you want, but I have to keep the purse, lest you Don't give me food."

The master at the gate of the courtyard saw that Daozi would encourage his stupid son to let him as long as he had a chance, and stopped lingering, and walked in.

Daozi saw the master, his eyes lit up: "Are you here to let me go home?"

Master: "."

Zhang Xiaohu hurriedly ran over to hug the master: "Father, let him go, he is so pitiful."

The big master looked at his stupid son in a word, the son of King Weiyuan is pitiful? The silly son is afraid that his brain is not broken.

Too lazy to pay attention to the silly son, the master looked at Daozi: "As long as your father is willing to let our people go and promise not to attack Wuhuzhai, I will let you go."

Daozi pouted: "That means, I can't go home to sleep tonight?"

Hearing that, the corners of the big master's mouth couldn't help but twitch, and before he could react, the rice started again: "The things you eat now are all grown by my mother. You have to be nice to me." Then, pointing to Zhang Xiaohu, "I want to sleep with him at night."

Zhang Xiaohu quickly smiled and nodded: "Okay, okay!"

The master was speechless. He looked at Daozi and looked like he didn’t know what to say. After a while, he said, “You’re really welcome.”

(End of this chapter)