What's wrong with that?

As long as you don't cook it over a fire, just let the aroma of the meat fill the air.

Qi Yunxiao then asked Chen San to fetch some thick porridge as well.

To avoid drawing attention, Shen Qingyu first diced the braised meat and eggs in the carriage, then stirred them directly into the thick porridge before having Xue Juzheng and the children drink it.

After the children and Xue Juzheng had finished drinking, they got off the carriage and walked around for a while before Qi Yunxiao and Shen Qingyu got back on the carriage to eat.

Xue Juzheng was an experienced and shrewd man. Seeing this scene, he naturally knew to adapt to the environment. His expression was relaxed, and he did not look aggrieved.

The subsequent prefectures were all dealt with in the same way, which not only avoided disturbing the people but also got the help of the local prefects.

Because of the Dragon Guards' infamous ferocious masks, things went exceptionally smoothly.

Occasionally, someone would sneak off halfway, but Qi Yunxiao wouldn't bother with them.

If the local government can't even handle these few troublemakers who sneaked away, then the officials might as well quit their jobs.

As the refugees walked, Qi Yunxiao and Shen Qingyu's carriages and horses could not travel fast. By the time they arrived at Tongxin Prefecture, there were nearly 10,000 refugees!

The large group of people made the prefect think it was a mutiny of refugees who were about to attack the city!

The second-year high school student, whose injuries from the caning had healed, stepped forward to read out His Majesty's decree. While reassuring the prefect, he also informed him that it was necessary to designate areas for the refugees to settle down.

Upon hearing this, the prefect was somewhat relieved.

He wasn't worried as long as he didn't have to support this group of refugees for nothing.

With so many people, it's definitely impossible to support them all in the long run.

With the highly skilled Dragon Guards protecting him, he wasn't worried about security.

A large area of ​​mountains and wasteland behind Shenjia Village, which used to belong to the government, has now been allocated to Shenjia Village.

Even if each migrant receives one acre of land, this large area should be enough for them.

But Shen Qingyu knew that she couldn't make them all farm; she also needed to have them do manual labor.

If everyone grows sweet potatoes, the subsequent production of sweet potato vermicelli will be staggering.

In this era of inconvenient transportation, goods are easily stockpiled... It would be ridiculous if they couldn't be sold!

The emperor stepfather has presented me with a very difficult problem!

While making plans in his mind, Qi Yunxiao ordered the prefect's men to take the imperial guards and refugees to settle down first, while his family headed towards Hengshui Town.

As soon as she entered the town, Shen Qingyu sensed that something was wrong!