As the winter approaches, Zhangzhou gradually becomes deserted, and most of the commercial shops have closed their doors, waiting for the spring warmth of the coming year, but South Street is not affected by this, and it is still hot and noisy.

Seven days ago, a kind guest came to Zhangzhou, rented a shop in South Street, and distributed free relief food to the people of Zhangzhou.

"Two steamed buns and a bowl of porridge, you take it, the next one" The helper's little two distributed the food in an orderly manner, and there was always a happy smile on the corner of his lips.

With such a kind guest helping Zhangzhou, he can't be left behind.

On the second floor of the shop, Long Ziyue leaned on the railing, quietly looking at the crowd downstairs, Zhou Muchen stood beside her, looked at the long line, and twisted her eyebrows slightly.

"Master, it has been seven days since the opening of the shop, and the food we have brought has been almost used, and if we continue like this, the food will be exhausted in less than two days. There are tens of thousands of people in Zhangzhou, how can we help them with our ability? Zhou Muchen lowered his voice and said worriedly

Long Ziyue smiled faintly and whispered, "I know what you said, so I don't plan to give out food and relief like this all the time." Nangong Lie is coming with relief food from Mocheng, and it will arrive tomorrow at the latest, and when Nangong Lie comes, naturally we don't need to make another move."

Zhou Muchen nodded, and was about to say more, when there was a sudden commotion on the street, Long Ziyue listened to it, and raised her lips slightly, it turned out that the team from Mocheng was coming.

The muffled sound of wheels approaching, the sound of horses' hooves reaching the ears, the crowd split into a road, and the disaster relief team drove into South Street.

At the front of the team, a tall figure sat proudly on horseback. The black robe wrapped around the tall body, and the dark eyes under the cold face shot like a sharp sword.

With such courage, who can he be if he is not Nangong Lie?

Nangong Lie rode on horseback, staring at the people in all directions, and wherever his gaze passed, the crowd all hung their heads and avoided it. The Holy Spirit is not something they can bear.

The team continued to move forward, and at a certain moment, Nangong Lie suddenly stopped, raised his eyes to look at the west, and a bewitching and gorgeous smile fell in Nangong Lie's eyes.

The eyebrows are picturesque, and the smile is overwhelming.

Facing such a smiling face, Nangong Lie suddenly felt his breathing tight.

Although that face was a man's face, it still made his heart move. He doesn't have a fetish for Longyang, nor does he have the idea of breaking his sleeves, but he has a longing for this man.

Some people are born with charm, and he may be one of them.

Putting away the strange thoughts in his heart, Nangong Lie raised his lips slightly, looked at the purple figure at the railing, and said with a deep smile: "This king knew that a good guest came to Zhangzhou, but he didn't expect it to be a gentleman."

Long Ziyue smiled lightly and said humbly: "During the E-commerce Conference, the king sent a lot of medicinal materials to the king, and there was nothing to repay him, so he could only do his best to share the king's worries."

"Sir is polite, the northern Xinjiang is located in the extreme north, food is hard to find, Mr. can come up with so much relief to the people of Zhangzhou, it is a rare righteous act, this king has thanked the people of Zhangzhou."

Long Ziyue waved her hand, her eyes were terrified, "The king is serious"

Nangong Lie smiled slightly, dismounted and walked to the store. Walking outside the store, Nangong Lie stopped, looked sideways at the food on the side, and a touch of complexity crossed his eyes.

rice porridge, boiled very fragrant;

Steamed buns, steamed large and fluffy.

These foods, which are quite difficult to find in northern Xinjiang, were generously given by Long Ziyue.

Raising his eyes to look at Long Ziyue who was walking downstairs, Nangong Lie's eyes deepened, this person always shook his heart like this, such an outstanding person, how could he let go?