The fiefdom increases by one soldier every second, and millions of cavalry circle the Dragon City

In Jinsha City, the streets were filled with people for the first time in a long time.

They all looked at where Qin Ming was, with complicated expressions in their eyes.

Food distribution throughout the city!

The sixth prince in front of them shocked them as soon as he opened his mouth.

Although the crowds in Jinsha City are much worse than those in the capital, there are still tens of thousands of people!

More than a thousand Qingjia troops summoned by Qin Ming separated the surrounding crowd.

The rest of the Qingjia Army, led by Meng Fan, quickly brought out several large pots filled with water!

People looked at me with confusion.

What is this going to do?

Didn’t we agree that the whole city would be given food?

Some people seemed to have guessed Qin Ming's move, so they rushed home and quickly found a broken bowl with a missing mouth.

A flash of excitement flashed in their eyes.

Qin Ming waved his hand, and soon, his Qingjia soldiers carried out bags of rice.

The sharp blade in Qingjia Junmen's hand was very quick, and he cut the rice bag with one knife, letting the white rice flow into the pot.

After seeing clearly that what came out of the rice bag was actually rice, the people in the city were boiling.

"It's rice! Oh my god, so much?!"

"It turns out what Master Meng said is true! His Highness the Sixth Prince is really putting out grain!"

"Quick, quick, get the bowl! No, get the basin from home!"

Pei Zhi watched the white rice being poured into the pot. The Qingjia soldiers lit a fire and stirred vigorously.

He had mixed emotions in his heart.

He didn't know what to say for a moment.

At first, when he heard what Qin Ming said about fifty thousand kilograms of grain, he was still thinking about it.

Maybe they are all of average quality food.

After all, food also has its advantages and disadvantages.

Can the tribute rice for dignitaries and the grain for ordinary people be of the same grade?

Can the grain for the common people and the chaff for the animals be of the same quality?

Obviously not!

From the beginning, Pei Zhi thought without hesitation that the quality of such a quantity of food must be low.

But what he saw now really shocked his jaw.

These bags are filled with extremely high quality tribute rice!

All the rice grains are big, round, and crystal clear!

As the water in the pot gradually boils, a rich fragrance gradually wafts out.

People on the street sniffed hard, closed their eyes, and looked intoxicated.

The smell of rice made their eyes turn green!

In Jinsha City, I have been hungry for so many years.

When had they ever smelled such a fragrance?

What if I had such a bowl of hot porridge.

Let them die on the spot, I am afraid they will not hesitate!

People on the street had already poured over unconsciously, staring eagerly at the large pots.

As time passed, the clear water in the pot gradually turned into white rice soup, with little pearl-like rice grains floating up and down in the pot.

Qin Ming noticed that even Meng Fan beside him.

At this time, he was also swallowing saliva, looking at the pot, his throat kept rolling.

For Meng Fan, the white porridge in the pot at this time is also a rare delicacy!

He has never tasted such white jade-like white porridge!

Seeing that it was almost done, Qin Ming waved his hand.

"Don't be anxious, don't fight, don't grab it, everyone has it!"

"Line up and come one by one, and those who push and push will be cancelled!"

Qin Ming's loud voice spread among the crowd.

The people of Jinsha City were stunned at first, and then became ecstatic.

This is simply pie in the sky!

His Highness, the Sixth Prince, would actually give them porridge!

"I'll come, I'll come!"

"Let me drink first, I'm starving to death!"

"Get out of the way, don't stand in my way!"

The crowd soon became ebullient.

Among them, some people looked at the white porridge and drooled from the corners of their mouths.

They didn't care about anything else and hurriedly pushed forward.

The big pot of porridge in front of them was getting closer and closer to them, and the joy in their eyes became more and more obvious.

Witnessing the scene in front of him, Qin Ming sighed lightly.

He talks nicely, but no one listens.

He glanced at Pei Zhi beside him, and Pei Zhi immediately understood.

"stop!"

Pei Zhi shouted angrily, frightening the people nearby to tremble.

Pei Zhi was not a good person, he was the commander of the Great Yan Army who had retreated from the border battlefield.

Don’t see too many thorns!

Facing the people in Jinsha City, they were like tigers rushing into the flock of sheep!

He stepped forward and grabbed a few people out.

Although those strong men were tall, they did not dare to say a word in front of Pei Zhi.

Although they can run rampant in front of ordinary people, but in front of Pei Zhi who is really used to life and death and walked out of the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood.

But they didn't even dare to fart, for fear of offending Pei Zhi and being killed with a knife.

"Did you all hear what His Highness said?!"

His voice roared.

The people around him responded sparsely and in low voices.

"heard it......"

Pei Zhi nodded with satisfaction and shouted angrily again, "Anyone who fights or pushes me will be killed immediately!"

With that said, he took the lead in drawing out the long knife.

With a bang, the surrounding Qingjia soldiers drew their swords together.

The snow-white sword light almost blinded the eyes of the people around him!

Those who were restless in their hearts, after seeing the mighty appearance of the Qingjia soldiers wearing heavy armor and wearing long swords on their waists.

They had to be quiet even if they were restless.

Even if the white porridge they had been thinking about was in front of them, they dared not be presumptuous anymore!

Seeing Pei Zhi's actions, Qin Ming's eyes showed a hint of appreciation.

Pei Zhi seemed to be very sensible and knew what he was thinking.

Pei Zhi and the Qingjia soldiers beside him played a protective and deterrent role.

Under the threat of force, everyone calmed down.

A citizen of Jinsha City stepped forward cautiously and handed over a broken bowl with a hole in it.

Qin Ming took the broken bowl and filled it with water.

When handing it back, the other party held it with both hands, holding it tightly, for fear that one of them would not hold it tightly and smash the life-saving food in his hand.

He did not eat it up, but ran towards his home cautiously, with excitement on his face that was difficult to conceal.

"Madam, we have food..."

Another person stepped forward and nervously handed over the bowl.

Qin Ming handed out porridge one by one.

This was repeated, and some people in Jinsha City who were holding porridge looked at the porridge in their hands.

The nose was sore and they were so excited that they cried.

They had never drunk such a bowl of hot porridge in Jinsha City!

The hot steam of the porridge hit their faces, blurring their eyes.

The sound of sobbing gradually sounded in the crowd.

"My poor son, if he could hold on for another day..."

"Your Highness the Sixth Prince... is such a good man."

"I thought His Majesty had forgotten us... Fortunately, Your Highness the Sixth Prince still remembers us!"