Li Jiangshi had closed her eyes earlier because she was afraid that Su Luo would feel pain from the needle, but now she slowly opened them.

She blinked, and her vision slowly cleared up. She could see clearly now; it was no longer blurry.

In just a few moments, she felt like she was dreaming.

"This...Your Highness...this..."

Li Jiangshi was so excited that she didn't know what to say. The princess had only used a needle, yet it had such an immediate effect.

Now she can see again, she really can see again. She had accepted the reality that she would slowly become blind for the rest of her life, so how could she not be excited about this sudden improvement?

"Mother, how are you? Can you see now?"

Lian'er hadn't seen her mother so excited in a long time, which made her quite nervous.

With a smile in her eyes, Li Jiangshi pulled Lian'er to kneel down and kowtow to Su Luo.

"Your Highness, I can see now! I don't know how to thank Your Highness for saving my life. Lian'er, quickly... quickly kowtow to Your Highness..."

As she spoke, she pressed Lian'er down and made Lian'er kowtow to Su Luo together.

Su Luo had only done a small favor; there was no need for such a grand gesture. She quickly helped the mother and daughter up.

"Aunt Li, what are you doing? Get up quickly."

Li Jiangshi insisted that Lian'er kowtow to Su Luo three times before getting up, her excitement beyond words.

"Your Highness, I never thought I could see so clearly again. I always thought I would go blinder day by day."

You have allowed me to see the world so clearly again, Your Highness, you are my benefactor, Li Jiangshi…

“Aunt Li, there’s actually nothing seriously wrong with your eyes. It’s just that the nerves are being compressed by bone spurs. I’ll use silver needles to help you get them back in place, and then you’ll be able to see clearly again.”

"And Lian'er, quickly take Aunt Li to rest; we have to get up early tomorrow."

The next morning.

Chi Yi and his men had already set up the soup kitchen. With the Chiyu Army managing the order, no one dared to cut in line or cause trouble.

Su Luo, along with Lian'er, Aunt Li, and Chi Yi, distributed porridge to the refugees in Beichuan City.

The people here are all thin and weak, barely clothed.

Su Luo couldn't help but fill their bowls with extra white porridge.

"Thank you! Thank you for your kindness."

"..."

The words of gratitude never stopped; they were just going through a difficult time, not doing anything wrong.

Until a young woman who looked like she was about to faint from hunger walked up to Su Luo, too weak to even speak.

"Buddha, how many days can you continue this porridge distribution?"

It took all her courage to ask that question.

“My lady, we will be distributing porridge here for the next few days. As long as there is food, the porridge will continue. If there is no food, it may be intermittent for a few days.”

Su Luo couldn't guarantee that there would be enough food every day; she had to keep some for military rations.

"A few days is enough. Thank you, Bodhisattva. Thank you."

After Su Luo served her a bowl of porridge, the woman hesitated for a long time, wanting to leave but unable to move her feet. Only when the people behind her urged her did she shyly speak to Su Luo again.

"Bodhisattva Goddess, could you please give me another bowl of this porridge? My son is starving. I've been feeding him with my blood for the past few days. Please, Bodhisattva Goddess, grant me another bowl of porridge."

So that's how it is. No wonder Su Luo saw that the woman's face was pale; it turned out she had lost too much blood.

"Don't worry, my wife. You don't have a bowl. I'll have someone bring you another one."

Chi Yi handed a new bowl to Su Luo, who filled it with porridge before giving it to the woman.

Seeing the real grain in her hands, the woman's eyes lit up again, and she quickly bowed to Su Luo to express her gratitude.

"Thank you, Bodhisattva! My son is saved! He's saved..."

Seeing this scene, Li Jiangshi was filled with emotion. If her family hadn't encountered Prince Yu, they would probably have ended up like this.

Fortunately, the prince also gave their family a few acres of land and secretly protected them, which made her content.

After five days of serving porridge, Su Luo finally received the food and fodder sent to her by Steward Shi.

This batch of grain consisted of more than 2,300 dan (a unit of weight), along with a letter written to her by Steward Shi.

The letter stated that they had purchased the grain at three times the usual price, and because of the high price, they had been able to receive some grain recently.

They will be delivered to Beichuan City in batches afterward. If Su Luo has any other instructions, please write to him.

Su Luo had the grain taken to the granary prepared by Nangong Chiyu, but she didn't tell them how many dan (a unit of weight) of grain there was.

While she was having people move the grain into the granary, she took advantage of her break time to take out 5,000 dan of dry rice from her spatial storage and put it in another granary.

That way, if she said it was delivered in batches by Butler Shi, no one would suspect anything.

After all this was done, Su Luo brought Nangong Chiyu to see their food.

These things, which are now so rare that they are more valuable than gold, are now being sold in a time when food is hard to come by.

"Luo Luo, Butler Shi sent over so much grain, what are you planning to do with it?"

Nangong Chiyu was somewhat surprised. He also had informants in Beichuan City, and according to the information he received, the amount of grain that came in from outside was estimated to be only a little over two thousand dan.

But the two granaries that Su Luo showed him now must have more than 10,000 dan (a unit of weight) of grain between them.

Where did the remaining eight thousand dan come from? There are no places to sell grain in Beichuan City now. Could it be that Su Luo conjured it up?

Completely puzzled, Nangong Chiyu couldn't understand where the grain came from, since it was genuine and in the granary.

"Leave the grain over there for the Red Feather Army!" Su Luo pointed to the granary over there containing eight thousand dan of dry rice.

"I plan to use this for distributing porridge to the refugees in Beichuan City. Butler Shi wrote that he will send some more over soon."

Nangong Chiyu affectionately took Su Luo's hand. These were all bought with Su Luo's own money, so he naturally wouldn't include them in the army's food supplies.

If the imperial court sends the grain and fodder, these should also be left to Su Luo.

"Luo Luo, the Red Feather Army knows your feelings."

Su Luo playfully took Nangong Chiyu's hand and looked at him with a teasing gaze.

"Nangong Chiyu, lend me a few men these next few days. I need to move some of the grain from this granary to the manor."

Nangong Chiyu was puzzled. The city's granaries were fine and not even full yet. Why would they go looking for trouble by moving the grain to the manor? They would just have to transport it back later anyway.

"Why put the grain in the village?"

Su Luo didn't explain things clearly to him when she came back last time, but she has her own judgment and ideas.

"There might be rice weevils in the village. If I don't put some grain in, how can I let these rice weevils sprout?"

So that's how it is. Since Su Luo is the lady of the house, Nangong Chi believes she can handle this kind of thing.

"Since that's the case, then go ahead and do it. If you really find anything, I will definitely not let this scoundrel off lightly. He's trying to profit from the national crisis."

"Okay! Don't worry."