This is a Miracle

“Serve you as our king.”

“Serve you as our king!”

The Ardennes, under the leadership of their elders, began to repeat these words.

It wasn’t until even the children said it a few times that they finally fell quiet.

Bai Luo stood in front, looking at everyone with wide eyes. He didn’t know what to do or how to respond.

“Everyone…”

“Wait,” Uncle Saros interrupted, “The time is too short, there is a lack of a ritualistic sense, so we will kneel for a while.”

“Ummmm…”

Bai Luo said awkwardly, “How long do you have to kneel?”

“This… It should be at least three minutes.”

Uncle Saros actually didn’t know the specific process of a miracle oath, he had never seen the emergence ceremony of a miracle master before.

Although it’s just a ceremony, it is of monumental importance. It should be as grand as possible.

“Oh, okay.”

So, a group of country bumpkins who had never seen the world pledged to follow Bai Luo, also a country bumpkin, kneeled quietly for 3 minutes in the evening.

‘It’s almost time.’

Bai Luo felt that time was up, and said quickly,

“It’s time! Everyone, get up! the ground is cold, Inya, take the cauldron out, and everyone, help me remove the hull of these grains. I’m inviting you to drink rice porridge tonight.”

Since they even know about the miracle pouch, there’s no need to hide these grains.

Bai Luo never wanted to hide it anyway.

Bai Luo takes the Arden village very seriously. This is his home in this world.

As for the Ardennes, they are not only Bai Luo’s family but also soldiers and ministers. They are the capital of his future.

This is the perfect time to show the power of his miracle to the Ardennes.

That’s right, the power of miracles-rice porridge.

“Grumble–”

Rice porridge is cooked with a 1:8 ratio of rice and water, mixed with a lot of fresh vegetables.

Inya recklessly started adding firewood, but uncle Saros tapped her head with a dumbfounded expression. The experienced old man sighed and took the job of controlling the heat.

“What’s this?”

“It smells good!”

“Gulp!”

At this moment, the group of Ardennes was staring straight at the cauldron. Don’t mention them, even Bai Luo swallowed his saliva.

The porridge boiled in the huge cauldron, radiating warmth and the fragrance of rice.

Although the only seasoning they had was salt, the unprecedented fragrance still made the people around the cauldron constantly swallow their saliva.

In the past twenty years, three meals a day, he ate bread, meat, fish, and many different exotic foods native to this world.

Bai Luo hasn’t eaten rice for a long time. In fact, this is the first time he is going to eat it in this life.

Reuniting with the food of his past life made Bai Luo surprisingly emotional.

“Don’t worry everyone, everyone has a share!”

It’s naturally impossible to cook all 100 kilos of rice at the same time.

Bai Luo took out a bag containing more than 10 kilograms of rice, unhulled the rice, and used it to make porridge.

In this way, nearly 14 kilograms of rice were used in the porridge. The big cauldron was filled with beautiful white rice.

The eyes of this group of Ardennes, who were always suffering from hunger, shone with excitement.

There are currently 79 people in Arden Village. His elder sister Issafeiya is currently outside the village, procuring goods for them.

Tonight’s dinner is white porridge with wild vegetables, coupled with the bacon that everyone had stored. Inya was ordered by uncle Saros to scoop the porridge into bowls and give it to everyone. She can’t eat until she gives everyone a bowl. This caused her to almost cry.

‘No, I can’t cry.’

‘I, Inya, won’t cry just because I can’t eat…’

Inya: o(╥﹏╥)o

“It’s all right, let me do it.”

Bai Luo couldn’t bear Inya’s puppy eyes. He sighed and waved for this foodie to go eat, taking over her job.

“You’re spoiling her too much.”

Uncle Saros shook his head helplessly, but Bai Luo smiled and said,

“Isn’t she getting more sensible?”

The two of them watched from the side as Inya sent her bowl of porridge to the blind girl Alea before coming back and asking for another bowl.

“Hoo~~Hoo~~”

On the side of the backyard, a little girl was blowing on her porridge bowl.

She has messy hair with a few dead leaves on it, but the little girl didn’t care about this at all. Instead, she focused her attention entirely on the bowl of hot white and green rice porridge in her hand.

The girl’s name is Jerah Greenwood, and she is the daughter of the Greenwood family who specializes in hunting and guarding the forest in the village.

“It’s delicious! It’s so delicious!”

The teenager next to Jerah is younger than her. This is her brother, John Greenwood, “Try it, big sis! This is super delicious!”

“Ok.”

Jerah took a sip of white rice porridge, which was very hot and slightly salty.

It didn’t contain the stench and earthy taste of the wheat they usually eat. Its taste and texture are also unprecedented; It’s completely different from black bread!

“Delicious!” Jerah’s emerald eyes lit up.

She didn’t care about the hot rice porridge burning her mouth and followed her brother to gulp it down without any heed to her image.

Jerah took another bite of bacon. The original plain rice porridge perfectly clashed with the saltiness and texture of the meat, exploding with flavors, melting in her mouth, and leaving her with a satisfying feeling.

“This, what is this…”

Jerah’s face was filled with joy, she didn’t know what kind of food this was, but it was delicious!

Looking at her brother John, she noticed the twelve or thirteen-year-old boy sweating profusely. He wiped his forehead with his sleeve before continuing to fiercely gulp down the porridge.

“Jerah?”

Bai Luo saw Jerah coming over. Thinking that she wanted more, he quickly scooped up a spoonful of porridge, but the little girl quickly shook her hands, “No, no, I had enough. Leave the rest for everyone.”

This is obviously false. The little girl still had a hungry look in her eyes, but the Ardennes have developed this habit from childhood.

Eat less so that the hungry one can eat more.

“It’s okay, there is still plenty.”

Bai Luo offered to serve Jerah another bowl. The little girl didn’t dare to refuse, thanking him repeatedly,

“Brother Bai Luo, um, should I still call you Brother Bai Luo? I heard from grandpa Weng that you became a miracle master.”

‘In what way should I address a miracle master?’

‘My lord, or your majesty?’

‘Hmmm, since we called brother Bai Luo a king before, so it should be your majesty?’

“Just address me the way you addressed me before, don’t worry about such things.”

Bai Luo didn’t want to create a sense of distance with the Ardennes.

However, Jerah took this matter very seriously. She refused to call Bai Luo like before, insisting to show him proper respect as a miracle master. It took a long time before Bai Luo convinced her with these words,

“We are still weak. We can’t let outsiders know that we own a miracle, understand?”

“So that’s it, I get it.”

Jerah cares deeply about honor and respect, but she knows the risks that they are facing. She asked,

“Can we plant this thing? This food called rice is really delicious.”

The smooth taste and the soft texture that melts in the mouth. The mellow aroma without the familiar earthy taste. This kind of food is almost like a dream.

No, with the current experience of the Ardennes, it’s estimated they can’t even dream about such delicious food.

“Of course we will plant it. How can we not plant such a good thing?”

Bai Luo’s words greatly reassured everyone.

Obviously, they have realized the excellent quality of this crop called rice.

“It’s not just this crop, there are more.”

This is the perfect place for Bai Luo to use his leadership rights,

“I hope that everyone can trust me and switch to these new crops in the future.”

Changing to new crops is actually very risky. 

If it were in some other place, it would be very risky to bet on the lives of all villagers without absolute prestige.

Fortunately, Bia Luo has the basic sacred pouch in his hand.

Even if it can only produce 100 kilograms of food every day, it’s still more than enough to support the livelihood of all villagers.

Based on minimum consumption, a bowl of rice porridge is about 0.08kg, which can be eaten as a meal.

Assuming that each person eats only two meals per day, provided that they don’t exercise much, that is 0.16kg; So 1kg of rice can provide 6 people’s daily meals (excluding vegetables and meat).

Although they will certainly be hungry, they won’t die of starvation.

Bai Luo can provide 100 kilograms of rice a day, amounting to 70 kilograms of white rice after the rice is unhulled.

If they use the previous formula, 70 kilograms can support the daily consumption of 420 ordinary people. The food intake of the Ardennes is larger than that of ordinary people, but if they only consider survival, their needs aren’t much different from ordinary people.

If rice is replaced with mung beans, red beans, or other types of grain without a shell or whose shell is also edible, he can provide food for even more people.

This is a backup method when the harvest is relatively unsuccessful, but Bai Luo still has to reserve seeds for farming.

“Listen to Little Luo.”

“Big Brother Bai Luo, you decide.”

“We now have a leader, and he has the final say.”

The Ardennes are actually quite ignorant and old-fashioned. They still use the chief system, which is like the autocracy of the primitive age.

However, at the same time, it shows their trust. They are willing to wholly trust the wisest and strongest person and entrust the future of the village to him.

From this moment on, Bai Luo has become the absolute leader of the Arden clan. Everyone has become his subordinates.

This caused Bai Luo to feel heavy pressure on his shoulders. It’s his sense of mission and responsibility.