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Chapter 529 Pearl Jade White Jade Soup

The sheep screamed and rushed towards Ye Qingyun desperately.

The sheep in the sheepfold also seemed to realize something, and they all began to cry out sadly.

Ye Qingyun raised the knife in his hand, intending to slash it at the sheep.

But when Yang Dingtian arrived in front of Ye Qingyun.

But I saw the sheep holding the sky with its two front hooves bent.

The sheep's head bowed deeply.

He actually knelt down to Ye Qingyun.

Yang Dingtian, who was always irritable and quarrelsome with others, was praying to Ye Qingyun at this moment.

Don't kill your own kind.

Ye Qingyun was stunned.

The Liu sisters also had red eyes.

Huikong's hands were trembling and he kept reciting Buddhist scriptures.

The sheep knelt on the ground with its head in the sky and made a pleading sound.

The sheep in the sheepfold are also whining constantly.

Not far away, the rabbit and the three demons watched this scene.

The four guys, who have never been upright, all have complicated expressions at this moment.

Da Mao and Da Hei looked at each other on the hillside.

Naturally, Dahei didn't quite understand what was going on below.

Da Mao looked stern and looked up at the sky again.

Then he turned around and didn't know where he was going.

Ye Qingyun's hand holding the knife started to tremble a little.

"Get out of the way."

Ye Qingyun said to Yang Dingtian.

He knew that this guy was no ordinary sheep and could understand human nature.

The sheep raised his head, but tears welled up in his eyes.

Ye Qingyun looked at it and was finally shaken.

Bang.

The knife in his hand suddenly fell to the ground.

"It's so annoying!"

Ye Qingyun scratched his head and cursed.

Yang Dingtian quickly bit the knife that fell on the ground in his mouth, then threw it away with a shake of his head.

"Master!"

The Liu sisters looked at Ye Qingyun excitedly.

"Aren't you going to kill the sheep?"

Ye Qingyun snorted.

"Kill me! I'm so annoying! Let's all die! Stop bothering me!"

After scolding, Ye Qingyun didn't bother to pay attention to them, turned around and left.

Huikong looked at Ye Qingyun's leaving figure and for the first time felt that Ye Qingyun was the Holy Son in his heart.

There seems to be something different.

Huikong looked at the sheep in the sheepfold and was happy that these sheep would not have to die.

At the same time, they were worried that the victims down the mountain would starve to death because they had no food.

All in all, it's very confusing.

Several people returned to the mountain again.

But I saw Ye Qingyun busy working in the yard.

He pulled out all the ripe things in the field, as long as they were edible.

"Sir, what are you doing?"

Liu Changyue asked again puzzled.

Ye Qingyun snorted.

"I can't bear to kill the sheep. How about watching those people starving to death at the foot of the mountain?"

"Stop looking at me and help me collect the vegetables!"

The Liu sisters nodded repeatedly.

Came to help quickly.

Huikong said: "Holy Son, there are more than 3,000 victims at the foot of the mountain. Even if we get all the food here, I'm afraid there won't be enough to eat."

Ye Qingyun immediately raised his head.

Staring at Huikong.

"shut up!"

Huikong was stunned, and then became frightened.

"Holy Son, forgive me!"

Ye Qingyun's face was full of fury.

He pointed at Huikong with his dirty fingers.

"The victims of the disaster at the foot of the mountain have nothing to do with me! I contribute all the things I grow and save every one I can. Even if they starve to death, it has nothing to do with me!"

"I, Ye Qingyun, have done my best to reach this point!"

Huikong suddenly felt ashamed.

"This is what the Son teaches!"

Ye Qingyun was too lazy to talk to Huikong anymore.

He and the Liu sisters worked hard for a long time and finally got everything out of the field.

Green vegetables, cabbage, lettuce...

Winter melon, pumpkin, loofah...

Shiitake mushrooms, oyster mushrooms, enoki mushrooms...

All in all, it's a mess, but it's all edible anyway.

The originally lush vegetable garden in Ye Qingyun's yard was now bare, with only some immature ones still in the field.

Ye Qingyun almost cried.

These are all grown by myself with hoe after hoe.

What farmers care most about is what they grow in their fields.

Now digging them all out is like digging out the flesh from Ye Qingyun's body.

Not to mention how uncomfortable it was.

"Bring all the dishes, then go to the kitchen and take out all the hams and bacon."

"Come down the mountain with me to the temple."

Ye Qingyun ordered.

"good!"

At that moment, Liu Changyue went to bring all the ham and bacon from the kitchen.

Huikong put the large amount of vegetables into storage bags.

Several people came to the temple at the foot of the mountain together.

now.

Those hungry victims have not yet woken up.

Ye Qingyun looked at these people and felt very uncomfortable.

This was the first time he saw real disaster victims.

It's so miserable.

None of them looked human anymore.

Ye Qingyun sighed, and then asked the monks in the temple to find a few big pots.

But after looking at it, Ye Qingyun was not satisfied with these big pots.

"too small!"

Finally, Huikong came up with the idea and gathered all the tripods in the temple together.

There are nine great cauldrons in total.

Four or five people cannot surround each large cauldron.

Ye Qingyun looked at the Nine Cauldrons with a look of satisfaction.

"That's them."

At that moment, Ye Qingyun asked all the monks to take action.

Clean the Nine Great Cauldrons.

Then pour water into the big cauldron.

Then light a fire.

Wait until the water is boiled.

Ye Qingyun asked the monks to throw the vegetables they brought into the big cauldron.

All kinds of mess are thrown in.

Then he cut up the bacon and ham and continued to throw them into the cauldron for cooking.

at last.

Ye Qingyun added some flour to the Nine Cauldrons.

"Stir it hard!"

Ye Qingyun ordered.

Nine strong monks flew in the air above the cauldron, stirring the inside of the cauldron with all their strength.

soon.

Waves of fragrance floated out from the cauldron.

When the monks in the temple smelled this smell, their eyes suddenly lit up.

Ye Qingyun also didn't expect that this fragrance smelled really good.

Originally, Ye Qingyun planned to make some hodgepodge to fill the bellies of these victims.

Every one can be saved.

As for the taste, at this juncture, if you are going to starve to death, who cares about the taste?

It would be nice to have someone who stutters.

But Ye Qingyun didn't expect that this messy cooking thing would be so fragrant?

It made him want to taste it first.

But Ye Qingyun also knew that every bite eaten in the nine cauldrons might save a life.

If he takes one bite, the victims outside will have to take one less bite.

The nine big cauldrons were boiled to the hilt.

And because of the addition of flour, it is still sticky.

It won't be like soup.

"Huikong, we will wake up the victims later and have them line up. There must be order."

Ye Qingyun gave serious instructions.

"Remember, you must take care of them and don't let the victims get into trouble!"

Seeing Ye Qingyun being so serious, Huikong couldn't help but become awe-struck.

"Don't worry, Holy Son, Huikong will definitely do a good job!"

Ye Qingyun hummed.

He looked at the nine great cauldrons again.

"It can be regarded as a dish invented by me. What should I call it?"

Ye Qingyun touched his chin and thought for a while.

Then he looked at the victims outside.

A name suddenly occurred to him.

"Yeah! Just call it Pearl Jade White Jade Soup!"


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