"I wish to be king."

"I wish to be king."

The Aden people, led by the elderly, began to repeat this sentence.

It was not until the children said it once again that it was quiet again.

Then, Bai Luo stood in front and looked at everyone, not knowing what he should do for a moment.

"Everyone..."

"Wait," the old uncle interrupted, "The time is too short, there is no sense of ritual, so kneel for a while."

"Forehead..."

Bai Luo said awkwardly: "How long will it take to kneel?"

"This, at least, three minutes."

The old uncle actually didn't know the specific process of the Miracle Oath, and he had never seen the appearance of the Lord of Miracle.

Although it is just a form, it can be more grand, but it should be as grand as possible.

"Oh, OK."

So, a group of countrymen who had never seen the world followed Bai Luo, who was also a countryman, quietly knelt quietly for 3 minutes in the evening.

‘It should be almost done.’

Bai Luo felt that time was enough, so he hurriedly said, "Get up quickly! The ground is cold, Inia, carry out a big pot, and everyone, beat these millets, I'll treat you to white rice porridge tonight."

Even the existence of miracles told them that these foods must not be kept privately.

In fact, Bai Luo doesn't want to hide it privately either.

Bai Luo attaches great importance to Yadun Village. This is his destination in this world and his home.

And the Yadon people were Bai Luo's soldiers, and they were the capital for his future survival.

Just in time, he could take this opportunity to show everyone the power of miracles.

Well, that's right, the power of miracles - white rice porridge.

"Gulugulu."

The white rice porridge was cooked with 1 to 8 rice and water, mixed with a large amount of fresh wild vegetables.

Inia was impatient with Tianchai, but the old uncle slapped his head with a laugh and cry, and then gave the work of controlling the temperature to the experienced old man.

"What's this?"

"It smells so good."

"Gululu."

At this time, the Yadon people were staring at the pot of things. Not to mention them, even Bai Luo couldn't help it.

The huge pottery jar boiled, and the fragrance of rice was emitting in the hot air.

Although there is only a simple seasoning like salt, the unprecedented fragrance still makes people around them unable to help swallowing their saliva.

For twenty years, all three meals a day were filled with bread, meat, fish and other foods.

Bai Luo hasn't eaten rice for too long.

Bai Luo was inexplicably moved when he met the food from his previous life again.

"Don't worry, everyone has it."

It is impossible to make all 100 kilograms of rice.

Bai Luo took out about 10 kilograms of rice and beat them to make porridge.

In this way, after all the nearly 14 kilograms of rice were cooked, it was really a full tank.

Let the Aden people, who suffered from hunger, shine with excitement.

There are currently 79 people in Yadun Village. Because my senior sister is purchasing outside, she is not in the village.

Tonight, the wild vegetable white porridge, accompanied by the bacon stored by everyone, Inia, who was ordered by her uncle to serve the porridge, was so envious that she almost burst into tears.

No, can't cry.

Even if I can't eat it, I won't cry.

Inia:o(╥﹏╥)o

"Okay, okay, I'll do it."

Bai Luo couldn't stand Inia's eyes, so he could only let the foodie go and taste it, and took over the job himself.

"You just spoiled her too much."

The old uncle shook his head helplessly, but Bai Luo smiled and said, "Aren't you much more sensible?"

On the side, Inia delivered her bowl of white porridge to the blind girl Aleia, and then came back to ask for her bowl.

“Hu~~Hu~~”

This is a thin girl with messy hair and a few dead leaves.

But the girl didn't care about this at all, but instead focused her attention on the bowl of hot white and green rice soup in her hand.

The girl is called Zyra Lulin, and she is the daughter of the Lulin family, who specializes in hunting and guarding forests in the village.

"Delicious! So delicious!"

The boy next to Zyra is younger than her. This is her younger brother John Greenlin: "Sister, try it quickly, this one is super delicious!"

"Um."

Zyra took a sip of white rice porridge, which was very hot and slightly salty.

But there is no mutton or earthy taste, and the taste is unprecedented, completely different from black bread.

"tasty."

On Zyra's gray-black face, her pair of emerald-like eyes lit up.

She didn't care about the burning rice porridge on her mouth, and followed her brother to pour her mouth in an invisible way.

Zyra took another bite of bacon, and the originally plain rice soup was perfectly wrapped with the meat and salty flavor, and then melted it in her mouth along the porridge water.

"This, what is this..."

Zyra had an inexplicable joy, she didn't know what it was.

But looking at my younger brother John, I saw a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy sweating heavily while touching his forehead with his sleeves while sucking his mouth hard.

"Jiara?"

When Bai Luo saw Jie pulling her over, she thought she wanted it, so she quickly scooped up a large spoon. The girl waved her hand quickly: "No, no, I have enough, let everyone eat more of the rest."

This is obviously false, but the Adens developed this habit since childhood.

Take one less bite by yourself so that the hungry one can eat more.

"It's okay, there's a lot more."

Bai Luo took the initiative to serve another bowl of Zyra, but the girl dared not refuse and thanked repeatedly: "Brother Bai Luo, well, should I call Brother Bai Luo? I heard from Ah Weng, you seem to be the Lord of Miracle."

What should I call the Lord of Miracle?

Sir, or Your Majesty?

But since I said that I would regard you as king, I should call you Your Majesty.

"Whatever you called before, what you call now, don't worry about that."

Bai Luo didn't want to have a rift with them or feel a sense of distance.

However, Zyra was very serious. Bai Luo insisted on her, but she refused to agree. For this reason, Bai Luo had to say: "We are still weak now, so we can't let outsiders know that we have a miracle. Do you understand?"

"So that's it, I understand."

Zyra cared about the superiority and inferiority, but knew the pros and cons, and asked, "Can we grow this? This food called rice is really delicious."

The soft taste melts in your mouth and the mellow fragrance without a trace of earthy taste is like a dream.

No, with the experiences of the Aden people in this life, I guess they can't even drink such delicious things in their dreams.

"You can grow it, of course you have to grow it. How can you not grow such a good thing?"

Bai Luo's words gave everyone a reassurance.

Obviously, they also realized the excellence of this crop called rice.

“Not just this, but others.”

Bai Luo happened to use his chief rights: "But I hope everyone can trust me and switch to these new crops in the future."

Changing new crops is actually very risky.

If it is in other places and without absolute prestige, it is impossible to bet on the lives of the entire village here.
To be continued...