Chen Chushien, the two servants sent by the county magistrate to investigate the situation, only gave them a little punishment, and simply asked the two people to plant winter cabbage on the two acres of land he gave, and then let them go with great compassion.

Before waiting for the reliable and kind woodcutter to visit here, Chen Chu opened the spot and sat down to sell cabbage at a low price, located by the Huan River.

"Baocao, sell it at a low price!"

"Baocao, it's sold at a low price!"

"Who is buying cabbage! It's so cheap!"

"Mom, I want to eat cabbage..."

"Eat, eat big ones, is one enough..."

Regardless of whether anyone cared about his own shop, Chen Chu opened the 24-hour photo, and of course he still shouted...

Inspired by the two servants, Chen Chu began to consider the local people's sentiments. When he met a poor man who couldn't afford to wear pants, Chen Chu would give them a few cabbages for free.

It was another sunny day, and the army arrived at Chen Chu's territory as usual.

He is an old fan of Chen Chu, and he is the clan master at the foot of Jiulong Mountain. Since the Peng family received the favor from Chen Chu, the army has changed as usual.

He did not worship the King of Hell or the God of Wealth. Every time he passed by Chen Chu's resting place, he had to kneel on his knees and bowed to him.

He had never seen the King of Hell, and the God of Wealth was offering sacrifices at home. He worshiped the heavens and earth as usual, but he still didn't see the gold bricks falling one day at his home.

I have no money, no power, and my own walls are still running wild. Although I am a village in all corners of the country, I live much harder than the farmers who plant rice every day.

Often, I buy a pot of wine and drink a few sips of it, and the money will be gone.

Today I came here to get rid of the river god by the county magistrate. I promised the county magistrate to get more money from the river god.

"Mr. River God, Mid-Autumn Festival is about to be celebrated in a few days. The young man has just brought a box of burnt flowers from his relatives. I hope the adults will not reject Xiao's kindness..."

The Huan River is like a pool of stagnant water, and there is no sound quietly.

Chen Chu did not appear, and as usual, the army kowtowed a few times in front of the Huan River. If the heart is sincere, it will be effective.

He shouted a few more times, but Chen Chu still didn't show up.

Where can Chen Chu go?

Although Changjun had never seen Chen Chu before, if he really went to worship sincerely, God would still come.

At least that's what Jun thought as usual.

But after squatting for a long time, I still couldn't see Chen Chu's shadow. The young farmer standing by the Huan River came over.

Chen Chu saw that Chang Jun was wearing a body without covering his body and walked over to ask himself:

"Do you have something to do with the River God?"

When Mumamaru saw that it was the farmer who came to ask, his original good mood disappeared for half, and nodded slightly.

Chen Chu ignored Shuchang Jun's ignorance and quickly set his eyes on the snack box in front of Shuchang Jun.

"What's there on your side?"

"It's a gift for family members. Oh, ah, what are you going to do, what are you going to open it!"

Chen Chu directly opened the firefly fruit given by the village chief and threw it into his mouth for a while. The fragrance was so strong that it made people feel refreshed and pleasant when smelled it.

It is not difficult to see what Cun Zhenglai is thinking, and he can probably guess clearly.

This village is looking for something for me.

The most expensive thing on Muramasa is probably the box of high-end Liaohua, all of which are given to him.

Chen Chu felt it was good while eating, so he nodded patiently, intending to listen to Muramasa's request.

"Oh, you ate my food without anyone's consent. Who are you? You!"

The village was anxious, and his thick neck and blushed face wanted to take the box of burnt flowers in Chen Chu's hand.

This is for the River God!

This Liaohua...is exchanged for her own wine!

Murama wanted to kill himself now.

Nowadays, it is popular to say that money is not revealed, but now I don’t show it anymore. I didn’t expect that a box of burnt flowers could be targeted!

The village could not touch the box in Chen Chu's hand at all. By the time he actually met, Chen Chu had already eaten the Liaohua.

"What should I do!"

Murakami sat on the ground with his legs beaten and said, "To be honest, this thing is for the Shen Xin of Huanhe River!"

"You actually ate God's food! Are you not afraid of getting retribution for yourself?"

"I am the river god. Are you asking me for trouble?"

"My..."

"My Lord River God, I'm not hiding it to you. I don't have a penny on me. Please help me overcome the difficulties?"

The village was asking Chen Chu for help, but his words were not mixed with falsehood.

If he were a woman, he would have cried bitterly at Chen Chu and could not extricate himself.

I am a village chief, but I am much poorer than ordinary families.

My wife ran away with someone, and later she got pregnant with a young man, and only later found out that the child was not his, and she was a marten.

I was cheated of a lot of money again, how can I not be confused?

"I really have no money. If you are God, please help me!"

"I was actually asked by the county magistrate, but he didn't give me any money. I used the money for selling wine to buy this box of snacks, just to ask Lord River God, you can help me."

Unlike other people, Cun Zheng could vaguely feel that Chen Chu could understand people's thoughts and dare not fake them.

"You are the only living God I have ever seen. Can I not tell you lies?"

"When I was a child, I heard the fortune teller at the village head saying that I could be a high-ranking official. Now I think about it, it's ridiculous."

"When people are confused, they need their spiritual support to this thing the most."

"Some women have lost money and are lying on the ground, and even go to brothels to sell prostitutes. However, she will still choose to find a married man to express her love, provoke discord, and separate her wives and children, proving how loyal and affectionate they are."

"They don't know that they have made a huge mistake."

"Because love is her only sustenance, the only thing that can make herself happy and proud, she has nothing to do except love."

"Actually, I am the same. I have a little bit of a month every month. Do you know what I do with the remaining silver besides drinking?"

"Yes, use it for fortune telling. If the fortune teller hadn't told me that I would be prosperous in the future and would be Rongchang. I probably would have lost my energy and could not think of it and cut off myself with a knife, right?"

"I am so poor now that I have nothing. My wife has run away. My children are not mine. I can be bitten by mice at night."

"Fate is really ridiculous!"

After saying that, Muramaru sat dejectedly, looking at the dark flower box falling on the ground.

The packaging is exquisite and luxurious, and it is lying quietly beside the soles of the village covered with mud and hay.

Chen Chu was stunned and nodded slightly.

"Fate needs to be fought for by oneself."

"There is no 100% absolute thing in the world."

"There is fate, but it depends on luck. Have you swear to have worked hard in the first half of your life?"

If you work hard, these things will be written on your face.

"I don't care about you, you can go back first!"

Chen Chu waved.

"I!...oh, sorry, Lord River God, I'm really disturbing you."

As usual, Jun wanted to speak but stopped, bowed slightly and left here.

He left with a sad mood.

If the heaven does not give birth to a Master, it will be like the long night of the river god. It will definitely help the people in the dawn.

How could I worry about myself, a flat-headed man?

Chen Chu is right, he has never tried his best in the first half of his life.

If you have to work hard, you won’t be the only one who is now and suffers.

It seems that starting today, I will work hard.

Let’s sit up from small things, such as repairing the wall in your home and filling the dilapidated area.

As Chang Jun thought about it, and had this plan to take action for his own ideas.

But as soon as Jun returned home, his mentality broke down again.

My house collapsed.

To be precise, my house completely collapsed, and the beam of the upper house was completely smashed by dozens of cabbages!
To be continued...