When the adoration level reached its climax, some people in the crowd began to applaud Lu Fang.
The applause changed from sudden to sparse, and then suddenly became enthusiastic.
The neighbors who were watching around seemed to have a subtle change in the way they looked at Lu Fang at this moment.
What a group of simple and lovely people...
Lu Fang's state of mind also quietly changed at this moment.
It was just four o'clock in the morning, and only a few people were still queuing up in front of the store, waiting to receive alms.
There are only so many people in Ningyuan County.
However, the two thousand kilograms of rice prepared by Lu Fang only had about three to four hundred kilograms left. It was beyond his expectation that so many people came to line up to receive relief.
Before, he had fully calculated that only a hundred people could come to receive relief from around Ningyuan County. Now it seems that there must be more than that.
In the next two and a half days, as expected, more people will get the news, and people living in poverty will come to receive relief after hearing the news.
In fact, many of the people in the morning alone did not meet the requirements for receiving relief. They were not lonely elderly people or homeless children.
But looking at those women with mutilated bodies or in ragged clothes holding babies, how could Lu Fang have the heart to drive them away?
He just saw them as pitiful and hungry, so he gave them relief.
Maybe there will be people who are motivated by profit and want to make up for it, but Lu Fang thinks it is worth it.
No matter what, it's worth it if you can help those truly poor people.
And for those who cheated, even though they got twenty kilograms of white rice and some snacks, who can say that they might not be condemned by their conscience late at night?
After giving away the alms to the last few people, Lu Fang asked Chen Youxi and Zhuer, who were dripping with sweat, to go in and cook, and asked them to cook more generously.
Then he told He Zhigao: "Zhigao, you continue to watch here. I'll go to the rice shop."
The little white rice left is definitely not enough to give alms in the next two days.
"Um."
He Zhigao nodded and looked at Lu Fang with a different look.
But at this moment, Prince Wang Sidong hurried over with a few boys.
"Brother Fang! Brother Fang!"
He shouted while running. Judging from his body shape, it seemed that he was gradually developing towards the tonnage of his father.
It's really embarrassing for this kid.
Lu Fang saw the boy behind him pushing two carts filled with bulging sacks.
When he came closer, Lu Fang asked: "What are you doing here?"
Wang Sidong said a little aggrievedly: "Brother Fang, you are so mean, you don't even ask me to give alms here."
Lu Fang was stunned and said: "What do you want me to do? Are you still interested in this kind of thing?"
Besides listening to music, playing birds and cockfights, and doing nothing, what else does Mr. Wang do?
"Bring the rice down and put it away."
Wang Sidong first directed the boy, and then said to Lu Fang: "Brother Fang, to be honest, I am really not interested in things like charity. If I have the time, it would be more practical to go to Zuihualou to drink two glasses of wine. But who will let you
You’re my buddy. Whatever you do, I have to support you, don’t you think?”
Lu Fang chuckled, "You are quite honest. So, did you bring these rice to support me?"
Wang Sidong nodded, "Of course, two thousand kilograms. Brother Fang, I will wrap up as much white rice as you need for your charity this time."
"So generous?"
Lu Fang smiled.
Wang Sidong said: "Look at what you said, am I a stingy person?"
Lu Fang patted him on the shoulder and said nothing more.
He still understands Wang Sidong. This kid definitely does not have such awareness and scheming.
It must have been his father's instruction.
Wang Ye also had very high expectations for himself, and it seemed that he had to tie his son to his own boat.
After the boys brought all the rice down, Wang Sidong drove them back, but he stayed here.
Looking left and right, I finally found something I could do. I squatted next to He Zhigao and helped He Zhigao pack the rice.
Lu Fang smiled secretly.
This guy is actually not bad in nature.
Then he said to He Zhigao: "Zhigao, go buy another two hundred small bags."
Then he took out the money and gave it to He Zhigao.
"good."
He Zhigao took the money and went.
Here and there, some poor people came to seek alms.
The crowd of onlookers also left and came again.
The entire Ningyuan County is so big, I'm afraid all the people who make a living on the streets have come to take a look.
By the time He Zhigao came back after buying the small bag, it had been ten minutes in front of the Bestore store and it was rare to see anyone coming to seek alms.
Lu Fang asked He Zhigao to watch outside, and then called to Wang Sidong: "Brother Dong, come in to eat."
Wang Sidong grinned and nodded.
This guy really has never done any work, even if he is just pretending, there is sweat on his forehead right now.
In fact, even Lu Fang himself didn't understand why Wang Ye, Wang Sidong and his son, and even Wang Yeyan, believed that he could be successful in the future?
Is it because he is outstanding in poetry?
When they got inside, they saw Chen Youxi, Zhu'er and Wang Sidong's eyes flashing with envy as they were carrying dishes from the kitchen to the dining room.
In the end, Brother Fang is the only one in Ningyuan County who has such a good fortune.
My father said that Brother Fang will definitely be the most promising person in Ningyuan County in the future, and his future is limitless. This is true.
Otherwise, why didn’t Miss Chen Youxi fall in love with another man?
Wang Sidong turned his head to look at Lu Fang and thought to himself, "In terms of appearance, I'm not any worse than Brother Fang, right?"
I just wonder what Lu Fang would feel like if he could hear his inner thoughts.
He would probably get angry and beat up Wang Sidong directly.
How many pounds does your kid weigh? I don’t know how to calculate it!
After sitting down at the dining table, Lu Fang asked Zhuer to prepare some food and deliver it to He Zhigao in front of him.
In my mind, the system still pops up worship values from time to time.
I don’t know how many strange names there are.
At a glance, in just one morning, the worship value has risen to nearly one million. There are 940,000.
Apart from the tens of thousands of worship points and a few taels of silver capital, this is definitely a very profitable business.
Lu Fang felt a little guilty in his heart.
Does doing this to yourself count as deceiving others?
But then I thought again, no matter what my purpose was, I had finally helped a lot of poor people, and I felt happy again.
After eating, we continued to look in front of the shop.
He Zhigao squatted at the door to eat. He no longer cared about his previous image of a young master. Lu Fang asked: "How is it?"
He Zhigao replied vaguely: "There are only two people here. They must have come to collect it."
Lu Fang nodded and said: "There may be many people who have not received the news, especially those who are not in Ningyuan County. Keep watching."
In fact, by now everyone in Ningyuan County probably knows that he is giving alms here. He has almost collected the amount of worship points he can receive.
It can be said that even if you persist for two more days, the worship points you can get will definitely not be too much. After all, it is difficult to spread this matter to the surrounding villages.
But what Lu Fang was thinking about right now was just to help as many people in need as possible.