After listening to Zhu Qiwu's explanation, Zhu Chongba immediately understood the truth.
What happened to the honest man? Zhu Chongba was also an honest man back then.
It can be said that... Lao Zhu's family are all honest people. They were oppressed and forced by the government. They would rather starve to death and die of illness than dare to say no to the official.
But what now?
Didn't he Zhu Chongba still kill monk Zhiping in Huangjue Temple and gang up on the whole family of the bully Diao!
It's also scary for an honest person to be anxious.
"Qiwu, what you said makes so much sense, then let's train these newcomers and give us a good start!" Zhu Chongba said with a smile.
Zhu Qiwu selected about fifty young men this time.
Zhu Chongba shouted loudly to these people.
"Do you all know us?"
The young and strong refugees below all responded with gratitude on their faces.
"You are our savior!"
"Master Chongba, the living Bodhisattva!"
"Master Chongba, Maitreya Buddha has come to this world!"
It is obvious that these young refugees are all of good character.
Zhu Chongba, who they all gave porridge to, was very grateful and didn't have the evil thoughts of being greedy and insufficient.
"Very good. Since everyone knows us, let's not talk nonsense."
Zhu Chongba was wearing a blue short-sleeved cloth coat. He didn't look like a monk at all, but more like a strong martial artist.
I saw him raising his arm, pulling out a steel knife, and shouting at these young and strong refugees.
"The world is in chaos now, and our Longxing Temple is not a peaceful place. Without this knife handle, we can't protect this Longxing Temple. If we can't protect Longxing Temple, we won't be able to give you a bite to eat."
When the young refugees below heard this, they immediately started to howl.
"Master Chongba, we must protect Longxing Temple even if we risk our lives!"
"Yes, whoever dares to touch Longxing Temple, I will fight to the death with him!"
"Master Chongba is our reborn parent, and we must protect him even to death!"
After hearing what these people said, Zhu Chongba was so satisfied that he looked at Zhu Qiwu.
Zhu Qiwu nodded calmly.
It was obvious that Zhu Chongba was very satisfied with the young refugees selected by Zhu Qiwu.
After a few days of donating soup, not only did they save the lives of these refugees, but they also gave them hope of living.
And Zhu Chongba's words just now added a hidden threat to their hopes. How could they not be impatient!
The good days have only passed two days, and they must not be lost again.
"Okay, you all think so, then we can rest assured. From today on, you don't have to go outside the temple to drink porridge." Zhu Chongba nodded slowly.
The young and healthy refugees below panicked when they heard this.
What does this mean? Why don’t they let them drink porridge?
They were all honest and honest people, and they didn't react for a moment.
Fortunately, Zhu Chongba's subsequent words immediately turned their panic into surprise.
"Starting from tomorrow, you will eat, live and train in the inner courtyard and the back mountain. You will have three meals of rice and bread every day, one meal of fish every two days, and one meal of meat every five days!" Zhu Chongba said loudly.
The young and middle-aged refugees below were instantly overwhelmed with joy.
"Three meals a day?"
"It's still rice and pancakes, not porridge?"
"It's both fish and meat, is it real or fake?"
"The rich people in my hometown don't even have a meal of fish and meat for two or three days!"
The life of farmers in ancient times was very difficult. Under normal circumstances, they had to eat two meals a day. The way to deal with hunger was to go to bed early every day when the sun went down.
What's more, these refugees who have no food and clothing are already very satisfied if they can only have one meal a day.
After arriving at Longxing Temple, I was able to eat porridge twice a day, so I worshiped Zhu Chongba as a living Bodhisattva.
Now it's better. Not only can I eat three meals a day, but I can also eat fish for three to five days. Everyone can't believe it.
"Ahem!"
Zhu Chongba cleared his throat to stop everyone's discussion.
Then, he followed up and said.
"Everything we say is true. Don't worry about keeping it! It's just that the bowl of rice we have at Longxing Temple is both satisfying and satisfying, but it's not that delicious. Whether it's training or catching thieves, it's hard."
Be ruthless!"
In fact, Zhu Chongba was a little hesitant at first with such a good standard of food.
Longxing Temple is a treasured place of Buddha!
Although it is run by a group of fake monks who kill people and sell goods, all the official procedures are genuine.
The strong men recruited for the nursing home had to eat fish, which made Zhu Chongba feel a little inappropriate at first.
According to Zhu Chongba, three meals of rice and flour cakes a day are enough.
Zhu Qiwu, however, insisted time and again that he would have at least one meal of fish every three to five days.
Having been exposed to the knowledge of later generations, Zhu Qiwu knew that these malnourished refugees were young and strong. If they wanted to form an army as quickly as possible, they must have basic fish, meat and eggs.
What Buddhist precepts are considered bullshit!
As for what kind of food costs too much, that’s not a problem at all.
It won't be long before the world is in chaos. No matter how much gold and silver you have, you won't be able to use it without elite soldiers and strong generals.
Besides, it doesn't matter if they consume a lot of gold, silver and food. They can continue to plunder the bullies and powerful people around them.
When the young refugees below heard Zhu Chongba's words, they didn't care at all.
Suffering, what they fear most is not suffering at all.
What they fear most is hunger.
"Master Chongba, we are not afraid of hardship!"
“It’s nothing to endure hardship!”
"That's right, whoever is afraid of hardship will have a grandson!"
For these people, having enough food is the most important thing.
"Okay, from now on, you will be under our old Zhu!" Zhu Chongba said with a wave of his hand.
The young and strong people in the refugee camp suddenly became happy.
With such a good nursing home, I finally took advantage of the opportunity.
Zhu Chongba finally said that he would give each refugee brother who joined the Longxing Temple nursing home a new set of coarse cloth clothes.
This group of refugees were young and strong, and they kowtowed happily and repeatedly called Zhu Chongba the reincarnation of Maitreya Buddha and Bodhisattva.
Zhu Chongba actually didn't like these messy names. They always reminded him of the days of suffering and suffering in Huangjue Temple, so he said: "From now on, you will not be called Master or Master. Regardless of your age, you will all be called
As long as I am the eighth big brother!"
Zhu Chongba looked like a hero in the world.
"Then let me ask you again, whose food do you eat?" Zhu Chongba asked again.
This group of young and strong refugees were stunned for a moment, and then someone took the lead in answering.
"What we eat is Brother Chongba's food!"
Zhu Chongba was very satisfied and asked again.
"Then let's ask again, whose clothes are you wearing?"
This time, everyone answered without hesitation.
"Wear Brother Chong's clothes!"
Zhu Chongba laughed loudly and finally asked again.
"Then let me ask you, whose orders are you following?"
"Listen to Brother Chongba's orders!" everyone responded.
