C1536 The Heavens Opened Their Eyes

"Lord, you pity us and give us a bite. My grandson only ate half a steamed bun a day. He's too hungry."

A white-haired old man knelt in front of the monks and begged bitterly.

These monks gathered in front of a small table, on top of it were countless delicacies.

Behind the old man was a thin child. Looking at the table full of dishes, he secretly withdrew his saliva.

"Scram to the side