Quick Transmigration: Male God Please Spoil Lighter

Bai Mujiu naturally noticed something was wrong, but he couldn't ask anything in the face.

Besides, even if he asked, the owner of this shop might not tell him.

It seems that he has to find someone to inquire about the news.

Bai Mujiu rubbed Shu Xiaomeng's head when he was thinking about it, which was regarded as comfort.

Su Xiaomeng seemed to have noticed something and rubbed his head against Bai Mujiu's big hand.

In a short while, the boss prepared a thousand catties of rice and a thousand catties of flour.

Bai Mujiu asked the boss to tell these things and send them to Chaoguang Temple, and then gave some broken silver.

The boss naturally agreed happily, and he didn't ask what is the sacred person in front of him. In his opinion, the rich are the uncles.

Of course, those who have the power and money are the uncles among the uncles.

The boss didn't know what was thinking, he sighed, and walked behind with the broken silver.

Bai Mujiu didn't stay longer, he quickly returned to Chaoguang Temple in his arms with Shu Xiaomeng.

He called several other people in the monastery together, and then told them that he bought some rice noodles today, and starting tomorrow, they will go down the mountain to make porridge.

Several other little monks responded, and did not dare to ask where the money came from to buy those rice noodles, and how many rice noodles they bought.

All they have to do is to follow the instructions of the host.

After Bai Mujiu told him to walk around and returned to his room, there was a letter in the room, which should have just been delivered.

There was a trace of curiosity in Shu Xiaomeng's eyes. Who on earth would write to Bai Mujiu?

Her curiosity didn't last long, because Bai Mujiu didn't open the letter without telling her. Instead, he held her and put the letter down for a while, as if he was afraid that she would not be able to see it.

The content of the letter is also very simple, that is, where the bulk of the food is now, one is in the warehouse of the dynasty, one is in the richest man today, and some are in the loyal officials now.

However, as far as Bai Mujiu knew, there shouldn't be much food in the imperial warehouse. Those things had long been defeated by the current emperor.

As for the richest man...

Bai Mujiu's eyes flashed, and it was rumored that the richest man, Shenlong, did not see the head and tail, and he might not be found for a while.

If he wants to relieve the people in this white city, the only way is to start with those officials.

After reading the content of the letter, Shu Xiaomeng roughly guessed what Bai Mujiu wanted to do.

At the same time, a question arose in her heart.

Is Bai Mujiu's identity really as simple as that given to her by No. 001?

Or……

Shu Xiaomeng yelled, and the two hairy ears flicked and they were very cute.

Bai Mujiu lowered his head, chuckled and said, "Want to eat meat?"

When Shu Xiaomeng heard the word "meat", his eyes lit up.

Her roast chicken! She hasn't eaten it yet!

Bai Mujiu tilted his head, his throat rolled up and down, in fact, to be honest, he wanted to eat meat too.

only……

People can't collapse, he should eat steamed buns with green vegetables.

"Tomorrow I will let them find it for you." Bai Mujiu said, rubbing Shu Xiaomeng's head.

Shu Xiaomeng stretched out her small tongue and licked Bai Mujiu's wrist to show her intimacy.

Bai Mujiu's hand took a meal, and then continued to rub it casually.

However, at this moment, his heart is: The little wife licked his wrist! Did he wash his wrists today? Does he smell? No no no, absolutely no smell! He has a decent... right?