Li Huan continued distributing boxed meals with a smile on her face.
In fact, there were only two hundred neatly arranged boxed meals.
As Li Huan keeps taking out boxed meals, the system will instantly replenish them until all one thousand are distributed.
"No cooking required" and "automatic supply" are basic functions of the "God-level Lunch Box System".
The "mass supply" was a thoughtful service the system gave Li Huan after he reached level five.
Therefore, Li Huan's serving of food and rice just now was purely for show.
As more and more farmers received their boxed meals, the faces of Zhu Chaofeng and his three sons grew increasingly grim.
Hu Sanniang and Wu Song were increasingly surprised.
A moment later, all one thousand boxed meals had been distributed!
Hu Sanniang announced: "The number is correct!"
Zhu Chaofeng glanced at the carriage and sneered, "Where are the two thousand bottles of beer and two thousand cans of Sprite?"
Li Huan said, "You need to have a broad perspective. Don't always focus on one place! Look ahead!"
Zhu Chaofeng immediately turned around.
Behind the villagers' procession were fifty cases of beer and fifty cases of Sprite!
Zhu Chaofeng was dumbfounded, and everyone gasped in surprise.
Li Huan shouted, "Farmers who have received their boxed meals, line up and get the complimentary beer and Sprite!"
The villagers rushed over excitedly.
Soon, the beer and Sprite were all gone.
Hu Sanniang reported: "Two thousand bottles of beer and two thousand cans of Sprite, the numbers are correct!"
Zhu Chaofeng and his three sons were extremely puzzled.
Zhu Long looked completely bewildered: "What trick is Li Huan playing?"
Zhu Biao squatted down and guessed, "It must be a smokescreen!"
Wu Song nodded in agreement, also believing that Li Huan had used some kind of magic.
After all, Wu Song had personally experienced the miraculous "light escape technique".
Zhu Chaofeng's expression turned tense.
If Li Huan is skilled in magic, I fear I may not be able to save my 130,000 taels of silver!
Zhu Long hurriedly said, "Father, don't worry! No matter how capable Li Huan is, he can't make five hundred people drink hot and sour soup until they're full!"
Zhu Chaofeng looked at the stainless steel soup pot in the carriage and grinned, "My son is right! We must make sure everyone has enough spicy soup!"
At this moment, the villagers began to eat their boxed lunches.
Pfft! Pfft...
The sounds of beer bottle caps being opened and Sprite can pull tabs being pulled open rose and fell.
Zhu Chaofeng ordered the villagers to stop eating and drinking and quickly return to the front of the electric tricycles to line up.
"Everyone, drink your fill of spicy soup! Whoever drinks twenty bowls will receive a tael of silver from me!"
In an instant, the villagers cheered excitedly and shouted in unison.
"Thank you, Master! Thank you, Master!"
Not only can you enjoy free food, but you also have the chance to win money—it's like a pie falling from the sky!
Li Huan had already anticipated that Zhu Chaofeng would resort to tricks.
He smiled calmly and raised his hand to signal the villagers to be quiet.
Immediately, Li Huan picked up the stainless steel soup bucket and placed it on top of the food bucket.
A thick faucet was installed at the bottom of the stainless steel soup pot.
Li Huan held a paper cup, placed it under the tap, turned on the switch, and filled a cup with spicy soup.
Everyone stared in amazement.
Li Huan tilted his head back and finished the soup in his cup, then said loudly.
"You can drink as much hot and sour soup as you want, until you're stuffed!"
"However, waste is absolutely forbidden! Anyone who secretly pours away the spicy soup will be fined ten taels of silver!"
"Master Zhu, isn't this request reasonable?"
The villagers' eyes turned to Zhu Chaofeng.
"Ahem..." Zhu Chaofeng coughed a few times, and said with a forced smile, "The rewards and punishments are clear and reasonable."
"Alright!" Li Huan said to Hu Sanniang, "Please, Third Sister, keep a close eye on the distribution of the spicy soup!"
Hu Sanniang stood next to the stainless steel soup pot with a serious expression.
The first farmer in line was a burly middle-aged man, who was holding a large porcelain bowl and was already impatient.
Hu Sanniang carefully turned on the tap, and the spicy soup flowed out, quickly filling the porcelain bowl.
The middle-aged man chuckled, picked up the porcelain bowl, drank it all in one gulp, and then filled the bowl again.
The side dishes in Hu spicy soup include diced meat, vermicelli, kelp strips, peanuts, wood ear fungus, etc., and the soup is thick and more filling than ordinary fresh soup.
After drinking eight bowls of wine, the middle-aged man's face turned red, his forehead was sweating, and he kept burping.
Li Huan sneered, "Look at you, you can only drink twelve bowls at most. You're dreaming of drinking twenty bowls to get the reward money. Aren't you afraid of stuffing yourself to death?"
The middle-aged man was unconvinced and drank two more bowls of spicy soup, albeit with great reluctance.
Hu Sanniang laughed and said, "If you want the reward money, you can exchange it for a small bowl. Why bother with a big bowl?"
The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows, looking embarrassed, and rubbed his bulging belly.
Li Huan said, "These farmers must have picked the biggest bowl in their house to get more free hot and sour soup!"
"Look, that old woman is so greedy! What she's holding is clearly a porcelain basin! Holy crap!"
Hu Sanniang looked at the old woman in the group, and sure enough, she was holding a porcelain basin with a face full of regret.
The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and persevered. After drinking the twelfth bowl, he could no longer hold on. He hurriedly covered his mouth, almost spitting out the spicy soup.
"Next!" Hu Sanniang called out.
In this way, half an hour later, more than a hundred villagers had drunk the spicy soup and were stuffed.
However, no one could finish fifteen bowls, so they couldn't get the reward money.
Zhu Chaofeng and his three sons looked ashen-faced.
Because the hot and sour soup in the stainless steel soup pot is inexhaustible!
Judging from its capacity, it contains approximately two hundred bowls.
At least a thousand bowls have been poured out so far!
The magical soup bucket completely overturned everyone's understanding.
Zhu Chaofeng clenched his fists, glanced at Li Huan, and then looked back at the five carriages loaded with silver.
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