Li Yun smiled and suddenly squatted down slowly.

Cheng Chumo was rough and shouted anxiously: "Why are you squatting down again? Master, didn't you say you wanted to take me to do some big things so that my father would admire me from now on?"

"You have to eat enough to do big things, right?"

Li Yun squatted on the edge of the corner of the wall, waved his hand to wipe the dust on the floor, then sat down slowly, and smiled and said, "The emperor is not bad for hungry soldiers. Are you a small duke even more cruel than the emperor? Wait first, I'll have a meal..."

After saying that, he waved to A Yao and said with a gentle look on his face: "Girl comes here to sit, there is shade in the corner of the wall. Let's see how hot you are? Your hair is wet with sweat."

A Yao stuck out her tongue playfully, as if she was shy because there was an outsider. However, she still ran to Li Yun with the pottery bowl and said happily: "Brother Li, eat it quickly. This porridge is so thick. One meal can last for two. We are not afraid of being hungry at night..."

"Well, it's not bad, A Yao is very capable!"

Li Yun nodded and praised, took the pottery bowl, first blew it gently into the bowl, and found that there was no rippling in the hot porridge, and then smiled and said, "It's indeed thick porridge, and I can't even blow it."

A Yao was very happy on the side and smiled sweetly: "This is the porridge at the bottom of the pot, so it is very thick. The porridge is always thin and thick at the bottom of the pot. The more fragrant the porridge it is. Eat one bowl, three bowls, and a whole pot of big pot. Such porridge can only be served in three or four bowls. In the past, it was left for those who were about to starve to death and died of illness. It would not be distributed to young and strong refugees for food at any time."

Li Yun looked thoughtful and suddenly said, "Since it is for the porridge for the elderly, the weak, the sick, the disabled, why are you suddenly putting it to us?"

A Yao blinked her big eyes and smiled sweetly, "The official who spreads the porridge said that there are no patients in our shop today, but the porridge at the bottom of the pot cannot be wasted, so she served two big bowls for the girl."

The little girl was very excited and was obviously still happy to receive two bowls of thick pot porridge, but Li Yun's heart moved slightly, and he might have guessed the truth.

In the past, when he first came through time, he was so hungry that he was so disappointed, but he did not see the porridge officials distributing thick porridge. Now, he is healthy and has no illness or disaster, but A Yao has brought two big bowls at once.

"As a matter of human nature, no matter where we are, we cannot live without the world..."

Li Yun suddenly laughed at himself and glanced at Cheng Chumo with a deep meaning.

Cheng Chumo was so furious that he saw him that he subconsciously took a step back and said carefully: "Master, what do you mean by your eyes?"

"Nothing interesting!"

Li Yun smiled and said with a hint: "I just want to thank you. Today's meal is a benefit from you!"

"Give me a lot?"

Cheng Chumo was stunned for a moment, his eyes fell on the pottery bowl in Li Yun's hand. Although he was a fool, he was not stupid. He quickly understood and murmured: "Master, are the officials who donated porridge trying to please me? When they saw me hang out with you, they distributed you thick porridge?"

"good!"

Li Yun nodded and smiled, saying, "You are the legitimate son of Duke Lu's mansion, the famous little overlord of Chang'an. If nothing unexpected happens in the future, you will be the next generation Duke Lu. These little officials are not fools. How can they miss the opportunity to please you at will..."

"Just two bowls of porridge, is this considered pleasing?"

Cheng Chumo glared at the bull's eyes, and looked down at the pottery bowl in Li Yun's hand, saying disdainfully: "Just this porridge, my servants don't eat it."

Li Yun suddenly felt that the back of his teeth was itchy, and he asked with anger: "Then I want to ask the little Duke, what do you usually eat?"

"What else can I eat?"

Cheng Chumo was straightforward and didn't hear the anger in Li Yun's words at all. He said blankly: "Of course I'm eating meat! I drink two bowls of meat porridge in the morning, with about ten meat pies, drink at noon, and get a dozen side dishes. It's easier to eat at night because my father is better at living, so he usually asks the kitchen to make roast lamb legs. Eat like this every day, master, I'm tired of eating..."

"I want to kill you!"

Li Yun could no longer hold back and suddenly burst out and punched Cheng Chumo without interrupting for a moment. He beat Lengzi with a black-eyed green eye.

After being beaten, this guy stood there with his eyes covered and hummed, shouting: "Master, why did you hit someone for no reason? You are so unreasonable, what is the difference between you and my father? Be careful that your disciple will go out of the master and we will split up with each other..."

"Then you get out!"

Li Yun held his breath and his chest was ups and downs. Suddenly, he shouted and cursed, roaring: "Why not eat meat minced meat? I originally thought it was said in the book, but I didn't expect to experience it myself today. I am worthy of being a noble man. I really can't stand up. You go, I will pretend that I didn't know you. From then on, the road is coming up, you will continue to be your little duke, and I will continue to be my little victim. Get out, why are you still standing?"

It would be fine if he didn't get angry, but he would have some power when he got angry.

But Cheng Chumo was so tempted to beg for mercy with a saliva, and said with a smile: "Master, it's not good to calm down... Haha, my father is right, people with ability have a big temper. It seems that I'm right to be your master, so I'll show off to those bastards."

His hipster smile made Li Yun's chest less angry. After all, a small Duke from the Duke's Mansion could do this, which was a model of respecting teachers and valuing education.

Li Yun took a deep breath, suddenly raised his hand and kept the corner of the wall next to him, and said coldly: "Come here, squat down!"

"What are you doing?"

Cheng Chumo asked blankly, but he still walked over and squatted around obediently.

Li Yun suddenly handed the bowl, snorted and said, "I won't eat this bowl of rice today, you can eat it."

"But I'm not hungry!"

"You have to eat if you are not hungry!"

Li Yun glared at him with a resentment and said coldly: "You try this bowl of pot bottom rice for me. Didn't you just say that your family doesn't even eat this? Then you can try it first, try it, and try it, and try what the pot bottom rice tastes."

Seeing his stern face, Cheng Chumo had no choice but to take the pottery bowl. The guy lowered his head and bala two times with a frown, then swallowed it with great difficulty, and suddenly looked up and said, "Master, this porridge is squeezing."

"Of course I'm squeezing my throat, because there is chaff inside!" A Yao was drinking porridge there and couldn't help but interrupt her mouth when she heard this, but the little girl was very happy and then said, "Actually, the porridge at the bottom of the pot is quite good, much more fragrant than the porridge with pure bran."

Cheng Chumo held the bowl blankly and said in surprise: "Pure bran porridge? Is that still worthy of porridge?"

Li Yun slowly squatted beside Cheng Chumo and sighed: "Since ancient times to the present, in all dynasties, it has been seen that the victims are displaced and seeking food in the past few years. Although the court will also provide relief, do you think the court will use good food? Tell you that it is mixed with coarse grains and chaff, making porridge to make people live. The bowl of porridge you eat today is actually good, because it is porridge at the bottom of the pot, which is very thick and has grain... We don't eat like this on weekdays. We drink it in thin porridge, the porridge in the top layer of the big pot. The porridge is basically full of bran. If you drink it in one sip, your throat will hurt. Only by enduring it will you swallow it hard. But if you don't drink it, you will have to survive..."
Chapter completed!