The two elders hugged each other and cried bitterly, "Third sister, why is your life so miserable? You lost your husband in middle age and your son in old age.

How are you two going to live if you leave them behind? God, please open your eyes and look at my sister. How can you be so cruel to let her die young?"

The two old people cried for two cups of tea before they remembered that there were other people in the yard. If they hadn't drunk the spiritual spring water, they probably wouldn't have cried for so long.

At this time, the old lady said, "Princess, this is the village chief of Lotus Village, and he is also my elder brother. You can talk to him about anything you have."

Fengjiu: "Uncle, we are here to help with the disaster. Where is the well in your village? Can you take us there?"

The old man touched his eyes with his sleeve and asked, "Are you a princess?"

Feng Jiu nodded: "Yes, I am the Princess Protector of the Nation appointed by the Emperor."

The old man fell to his knees with a thud, and Fengjiu quickly dodged.

It was An Yi who helped the old man up.

"Sir, our princess doesn't like others kneeling to her, so please don't kneel."

The old man nodded and brushed off the dirt on his body. "Follow me, I will take you to the well."

Forget it, now I am just a commoner again. Fengjiu didn’t argue with them and just followed the old man.

After walking for a cup of tea, I arrived at the well. I used the same method to measure the depth of the well. The well was less than ten meters deep, just a little over nine meters, and the soil in the well had dried up.

At this time, some curious villagers rushed over to watch the excitement. It seems that watching the excitement has been the same since ancient times. Even if they are about to starve to death or die of thirst, they still want to watch the excitement.

Fengjiu directly released a well-drilling machine from the space, which scared the villagers who were watching on the side. It was not until An Yi started the machine that the villagers reacted.

Dozens of people knelt down, saying, "Gods and fairies, the compassionate Guanyin Bodhisattva."

Anyway, there were all kinds of shouting. Fengjiu didn't know how to explain it, so she just blinked at An Er, and An Er understood immediately.

She said to the kneeling villagers, "Everyone, please get up quickly. This is the Protector Princess sent by the Emperor to provide disaster relief, and His Royal Highness Prince Chen. The princess is not a deity, so you don't have to be afraid."

Everyone kowtowed several times on the ground. This time, digging the well took a little longer. It took half an hour before the sound of water was heard. The villagers were also excited and went home to get tools to collect water.

After putting the tools into the space, the well was almost full of water. The water that had just been pumped out was still very turbid and could not be drunk now. It had to wait for it to settle for a while before it could be drunk. Fengjiu also told them that the water had to be boiled before drinking.

I asked the village chief if the villagers had anything to eat.

The village chief sighed, "Alas, there was no harvest last year. They all survived on the wild grass, tree roots and tree bark they found in the mountains. The relief grain distributed by the government was not enough to eat."

Fengjiu: "Then how many people are there in your village now, Village Chief?"

Sixty-one people died in this drought, and there were still one hundred and ninety-three people in the village, not counting children under one year old, of whom there were nine.

Fengjiu returned to the village chief's house and took out 3,500 kilograms of grain from the space, asking the village chief to distribute it equally to the villagers based on the number of people. He also took out five boxes of bagged milk powder and asked anyone in the family who had children under one year old to come and get them.

Each family was given five packets of milk powder and they were taught how to prepare the milk powder.

When Fengjiu was about to leave, he gave the old lady fifty taels of silver and asked her to raise her grandson well. He also asked them where they met the robbers.

After explaining everything, Fengjiu and his friends drove away. As soon as they got in the car, everyone in the village knelt down to express their gratitude.

Fengjiu's eyes were a little moist. These people were living such a hard life. High-yield grains should be popularized as soon as possible so that the people could have enough food and warm clothes as soon as possible.

Several people arrived at Nanyuan County at noon. The county town was very depressed, and the streets were full of ragged people. There was no light in their eyes, and when they saw the approaching vehicles, they just looked at them curiously.

When they arrived at the gate of the county government office, it was closed tightly and there was not even a gatekeeper.

Feng Jiu and Nangong Beichen looked at each other, and they teleported directly to the backyard of the county government office. The backyard and the outside were like two completely different worlds.

There were only seven or eight people sitting inside, led by a fat man with big ears. There were also several thinly dressed beauties dancing in the hall. The tables were filled with all kinds of delicious dishes, even fish, a scarce commodity during drought, was on the table.

Nangong Beichen's face turned black. The people outside didn't even have porridge to drink, but this county magistrate had a table full of delicacies from land and sea, and was accompanied by beautiful women.

Fengjiu pulled Nangong Beichen's sleeve, motioning him to go out.

The two men slipped out of the backyard of the county government office, and after some discussion, they asked An Yi to honk the horn hard. Soon, a bailiff in official uniform came out of the county government office.

He shouted impatiently, "Who is so bold as to do such a big noise outside? Be careful or I will break your legs."

As soon as the bailiff finished speaking, a cold sword was placed on his neck.

Before he could react, a black token was placed in front of the yamen runner.

When the yamen runner saw the words on the token clearly, he was so frightened that he knelt on the ground and said, "Your Highness Prince Chen, please spare my life. I didn't know it was Your Highness Prince Chen who came."

Nangong Beichen glanced at the yamen runners on the ground and said nonchalantly, "And take us to find your county magistrate."

The yamen runner rolled his eyes and said, "Your Highness Prince Chen, please wait in the hall for a moment. I will go and call the county magistrate out."

Nangong Beichen: "No need, I can just go in directly.

Before the yamen runners could react, several people had already walked in. The yamen runners were almost stunned and quickly followed them.

He spoke in an exceptionally loud voice, and kept shouting "Your Highness Prince Chen".

Everyone understood what he meant, not to mention how powerful Fengjiu and the others' hearing and awareness were. The people who were having fun in the room immediately found a place to dump the food on the table and hid the beauty in the back room.

Some food had no place to be thrown away, so people just poured it directly into the vase on the antique shelf.

When Fengjiu and his companions came in, the county magistrate was reading a book, and his face was covered in smudges.

Fengjiu: "They are all talented people, are you pretending to be talented here? Then I'll let you pretend well for once."

Seeing a few people coming in, he pretended to say, "Wang Da, give them some wild vegetable steamed buns in the kitchen. It's okay for me to go hungry, but I can't let the people go hungry."

Fengjiu chuckled, is this county magistrate still so good at pretending?

An Yi shouted, "His Royal Highness Prince Chen and the Princess Protector of the Nation have arrived. Why don't you kneel down immediately?"