Chapter 937 168. The Blade of Freedom
“Maybe he wants to sell the food at a high price?”
“So much meat will spoil after one day, who are you selling it to?”< br>
“We can make bacon.”
“I know Dar, he is not bad in nature.” Lame Babu’s words made Dar quietly puff up his chest. He raised his head and sniffed: "And I know my nose...the smell of cooking meat."
"I am... Olme just right." Francois kept his promise, "Then, tell me why you came."
"What if I just came to ask for a bowl of broth?"
"Of course." Francois asked someone to bring a chair.
Lame Babu decided to get straight to the point: "Actually, I want to ask, is there anything I can do to help?"
Francois stared at Lame Babu for a few seconds, and then After scanning the reactions of Dar and others, he turned sideways: "Come in first."
The magic image has been temporarily put away. The meat was simmering in the three large pots, and the meaty aroma began to emerge. The gang members gathered around the bonfire with pious eyes, like some evil ritual.
Having someone move a chair to the lame Babu with a cane, Francois stood in front of him: "Frankly speaking, because you came on your own initiative, I don't believe you... But Dar said you I'm a mage apprentice and can also cure diseases."
"I do know some herbal medicine..."
"How about sharing your food and treating the diseases of my gang members?"< br>
Lame Babu glanced at the honest gangsters: "Is that all you need to do?"
"That's all I have to do for the time being..."
Francois and Lame Babu lack trust and need time to accumulate.
While the meat was in the pot, Lame Babu checked the conditions of the gang members and children. In addition to those with some untreated injuries, there were also two gang members with fever. It was very possible that It is a precursor to disease.
“But it might just be a fever. Winter is coming and it’s getting colder outside. You can keep an eye on it——”
“No, if you need any herbs, I’ll give you the money. You go and get ready," Francois said without hesitation.
Lame Babu took a deep look at Francois: "I have it in my shack. Ask your people to go back with me to get it."
Francois asked Little Small to follow him. Then they followed from a distance, watching the lame Babu command Little Small to find the herbs without any abnormalities, and then returned to the lair before them.
The gangsters gathered around the pot, as if they wanted to suck up all the air next to the pot.
Francois smelled it: "It's still a little tasteless...don't you have any spices?"
"There is salt in the kitchen!"
The former Darl's lackey, now Francois's lackey, ran to get the salt shaker.
"I secretly hid some spices!"
A gangster said, took off his shoes, took out the cloth bag inside, and was kicked away by his companions yelling curses.
At this time, the lame Babu also came back, grinding herbs for the two gang members who had fever, and said: "It should be fine after eating enough and resting for one night."
The meat was finally When it was done, the meaty aroma that fit Francois's knowledge finally came out.
Dahl and the others brought bowls and waited eagerly for Francois to speak.
“You guys can eat.”
As soon as he finished speaking, the gangsters swarmed up.
“Don’t grab it—don’t grab it!” Dar used the authority of his old boss to make the gangsters obey, “I’ll serve it to you!”
He glanced at Francoy cautiously Seeing that the new boss didn't have any objections, Si Mo looked at Xiao Si Mo with a look that said, "Boy, you're still a little too young." He proudly directed the gang to grab the sacks of black bread and serve the meat and broth to the gangsters. , and stuff a piece of brown bread.
The adults went to the corner to gnaw at the cooked meat, and it was the turn of the greedy children.
At this time Lame Babu said: "Let the children eat less."
A few older children glared at them, but he didn't care: "They have been hungry for too long. If you eat too much suddenly, your belly will burst."
"Do as Babu said." Dar took the children's broken bowl, filled it with a bowl of broth, and handed it a smaller piece of black bread. .
All complaints and dissatisfaction disappeared after taking the first sip of oily broth. The children soaked the black bread, which was as hard as a stone, into the broth. It was so fragrant that it almost swallowed their tongues.
Dahl finally served Francois a bowl, no soup, just meat, and the bread was better white bread.
“Where did it come from?”
“It saves a lot of money in the kitchen.” Dar said with a flattering smile.
Francois took the bowl and bread and walked to the lame Babu.
Lame Babu waved his hand: "I, an old man, can't eat so much meat."
Francois poured back half of the soup and gave him some more soup. Darl was rude now.
There was no sound in the big room, and there was the sound of chewing everywhere. Dar also filled a bowl for himself, squatted aside and started eating.
The gangsters were lying everywhere with their stomachs full.
After a delicious meal of hot broth, the morale of the Salted Fish Gang was at its highest, and no one objected to Francois becoming the boss.
"Do you still have family?" Francois asked.
Almost a pot of soup and half a pot of meat are left.
Orphans are only a minority, most gangsters have families.
"Take them over too."
"You can't leave them here to die, right?" The gangsters hesitated, Francois said patiently. Without giving them time to hesitate, he asked Dar to fetch all the gangsters' families.
"You want to escape from Star City?" Lame Babu's guessed answer was a little off, "With all due respect...it's the same everywhere else."
"But not outside."
"What do you want..." Lame Babu wanted to say something, but Francois's attention was focused on the older child walking in front of him.
“What’s wrong?”
“My mother sold me here...”
"You want to take her over?"
"No." The eldest child shook his head. This was the part where he hesitated: he didn't like selling his family, but the new boss asked them...
< br>"Then don't accept it."
Francois didn't believe that she would follow them firmly as someone who would sell her child - even if she did... There are so many people who need to be saved, why waste it? On someone not worth saving?
Not long after, the gangsters’ families were picked up. In addition to them, there were also some residents who saw the grease on the gangster's mouth and came to pester him.
The chef—or rather, Xianyu helped the gangster in charge of cooking—added some water to the broth and cooked three pots of authentic broth, but still gave the family a full meal.
Francois told the lame Babu his origins in front of them: "I'm here to rescue you."
Except for the gangsters who had given up their lives, most of the people revealed that Confused, there were still people who wanted to slip away, but were blocked by Little Small and others.
"I should have known...you are different from the people here." Lame Babu said with emotion.
“Do you want to join?”
Francois doesn't plan to investigate anymore. Lame Babu is a prestigious old man here, and his joining can save a lot of trouble.
"So, can you tell me your names?"
"Salted Fish Gang!" Dar's voice was loud.
Francois glanced at him, thought for a while and said: "Freedom Blade, this is our name."
(End of this chapter)