Chapter 25: Assisting the Dwarfs
"Are they coming?"
Fang Ping did not stop stir-frying the rice in his hand. He took a bowl from the side, scooped up a pot of rice, and put it in.
After hearing from Ai Qing that there were hundreds of people who had been forced to migrate here due to the war, Fang Ping decided to help them out a little.
At least let them have a few full meals.
The amount of food that Moon Bell had promised them was really too little.
Of course, Fang Ping could completely understand Moon Bell's feelings.
After all, it was not too much to be vigilant when a group of strangers came to their door.
Ai Qing also volunteered to help Fang Ping pack up a large amount of ingredients.
"They're here, Teacher. But they don't seem to dare to come over. They just sit at the side and watch."
In reality, Ai Qing had told Fang Ping about this on purpose.
Sometimes, her sister was too heartless.
Ai Qing looked at the starving Dwarf in the crystal ball every day and could not help but feel a little sad.
Especially when she saw the children crying and complaining about hunger every day, Ai Qing's thoughts kept returning to the famine.
At that time, Teacher hadn't come yet, and the place where the Dark Elves lived hadn't improved at all.
Even if she and her sister were both members of the royal family, at that time, they could only live like this.
During the period when she could not eat, her stomach often hurt like it was being cut by a knife. The things she spat out were all clear water.
She knew how it felt to be hungry too well.
She naturally understood her sister's thoughts.
When these Dwarfs were hungry, he would provide them with help and increase their favorability.
However, it was very difficult to change one's mind just because of a meal.
A bad person was a bad person from beginning to end. Even if he was given a meal, he would not become a good person.
She wanted to win people's hearts with just a meal. Her sister was too good at this.
However, her sister would definitely not listen to her.
That was why she specially went to tell Teacher about this.
"There's no need for them to come over. You can just send the bowls and chopsticks to them."
Fang Ping glanced at the crowd outside the border.
Compared to the children with glowing skin and stars on their foreheads,
This group of hungry and cold people looked like a black gel wrapped in a dying fire.
It didn't look good.
"Lilian, Lina, how's the beef brisket soup coming along?"
"It's almost done!"
The long-haired Dark Elf sisters held spoons and continuously stirred the ingredients in the pot.
The fragrance of the ingredients was completely stimulated by the collision of various seasonings, making the Dwarfs in front of them drool.
It had been a long time since they had decent food.
The other Dark Elves quickly prepared the food on the spot.
He added a spoonful of soft fried rice that was filled with soup into the bowl and scooped out a few fresh and fragrant potatoes and radishes to cover the rice.
A bowl of basic side dishes was almost ready.
Ai Qing carefully held the bowl in her hand and handed it to the Dwarf opposite her with a smile.
"We don't have time to cook yet. Let's eat some soup first."
'This is for us?'
Many Dwarfs stared at the bowl of rice in Ai Qing's hand, but no one dared to step forward.
They had already learned this lesson many times along the way.
Seeing their reaction, Ai Qing immediately reacted and reached out to place the bowl on the other side of the border.
Since they were unwilling to take it, she would let them take it themselves.
"Take your time to eat. Don't snatch it. There will be more in the future. Just put the bowl aside after you finish eating."
"Fooda�|"
As soon as she smelled the fragrance of the food, the peasant woman lying in the old man's arms propped up her trembling body and took the initiative to hold the bowl in her arms.
She picked up the hot food in the bowl and put it into her mouth without hesitation.
The hot food slid smoothly down her throat and into her shriveled stomach. The farmer's wife trembled in pleasure, and her body gradually regained some strength.
She looked at the remaining food and gulped. She carefully held the bowl in her arms and bowed deeply to the Dark Elves in front of her.
"Thank you. I'll bring my rice bowl back later."
After saying this, the peasant woman hurriedly ran back home.
The children at home finally had a meal today!
"Isa�"is there any more food?"
Seeing that the peasant woman was fine after eating for a long time, the trembling little girl beside her also came over.
"Yes, and a lot more."
Ai Qing nodded decisively and handed another bowl of food to the child.
"Thank you, Sister!"
The moment she received the rice bowl, the child buried her head into the rice bowl without hesitation and ate heartily.
Perhaps it was because she was famished, but she ate uncleanly. As she ate, the food in her bowl kept leaking out along the edge of the bowl. Fresh and fragrant rice soup dripped onto the mud.
What a waste!
The surrounding Dwarfs looked at the rice soup dripping on the ground with burning eyes.
After enduring for so long, they couldn't take it anymore. They reached out to the little girl's bowl and took the vegetable soup that flowed out to lick it.
"Don't snatch it, don't snatch it. Everyone has a share!"
Seeing them like this, Ai Qing quickly picked up more food that she had prepared and sent them out of the border.
The skinny young man, the powerless old man, and even more Dwarfs gathered around Ai Qing. They took bowls of food from her and wolfed them down.
"Thank you, thank you!"
These Dwarfs would always express their sincere gratitude to Ai Qing when they returned the evening to her.
Ai Qing smiled.
Perhaps most of the Dwarfs were not as bad as she thought?
"Ai Qing, go get some more ingredients."
Fang Ping frowned and fumbled around in the sack containing the ingredients.
In just a short while, almost all the ingredients had been eaten.
However, on the other side of the border, the flames in those people's bodies were only slightly brighter than before.
It seemed like he had to eat more.
"Alright, Teacher. I'll bring someone to get it now!"
Ai Qing nodded and turned around to bring Lilian and Lina to the warehouse where the ingredients were stored.
"Is there anything else to eata�|?"
The Dwarf girl carefully placed the bowl in her hand in front of Fang Ping.
She was not full yet, and her stomach was still empty.
"Let me see."
Fang Ping picked up the spoon at the side and slowly swirled it around the bottom of the pot.
"There's still some soup. I'll scoop it all for you."
Fang Ping fumbled to pick up the bowl, picked up the spoon, and carefully poured it into the bowl.
"Take it."
Fang Ping reached out and handed the bowl to the little flame in front of him.
The child took it happily and was about to thank him.
A loud voice suddenly came from afar.
"You bunch of people! How dare you not call me when there's food!"
Upon hearing this voice, the little girl's expression changed drastically. She quickly hid behind Fang Ping.
Fang Ping frowned.
This voice sounded familiar.
Why did it sound so much like the drunkard from before?
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