Hearing Li Junyan's series of questions, Sang Jueqian was not annoyed, but felt at ease instead.

Sang Jueqian walked to the back of the counter and sat down, pushing the window open a little wider.

As soon as I opened the window, I met Li Junyan's worried gaze.

"Qianqian, what's wrong?" Li Junyan asked again.

Sang Jueqian shook his head. "Nothing much. I just met my cousin and Mr. Xie."

"Mr. Xie?" Li Junyan frowned even more tightly. "Did they know each other before?"

"I didn't know him before, I just met him."

As Sang Jueqian spoke, he turned on the power of the conveyor and began to take the rice out of the space.

"Never mind them. I'll just hurry and get the rice to you. I'll try to make another trip this morning. I'll make a few more trips today and try to get half of the supplies here. The solar panels are due tomorrow, and I'll have them delivered to my warehouse then."

Listening to Sang Jueqian's arrangements, Li Junyan's eyes were filled with heartache.

It was all for him and Tingzhou that she worked so hard.

"Qianqian, what do you want to eat for lunch? I'll ask the chef to start preparing it now." Li Junyan asked.

He couldn't help her with anything else for the time being, he could only try his best to make her eat better.

Speaking of food and drink, Sang Jueqian instantly perked up. "Does Da Zhou have any special delicacies? If there are any ingredients you're missing, just tell me and I'll place an order. They'll arrive soon."

"Qianqian is so considerate. I don't have that much food here at the moment. Since Qianqian wants to eat, I'll ask the chef to make a list and Qianqian will prepare everything on it."

"Okay, okay!" Sang Jueqian agreed hurriedly.

Li Junyan gave Xu San an instruction, and soon Xu San came back with two pieces of paper.

"Your Highness, the cook has already written it."

Xu San said as he handed two pieces of paper to Li Junyan.

Li Junyan handed over two pieces of paper and said, "Sorry for the trouble, Qianqian."

"How can you say you're bothering me? I'm the one who wants to eat, and I'm bothering you..."

As Sang Jueqian spoke, he felt a little embarrassed.

After taking the two pieces of paper and looking at them carefully, Sang Jueqian's eyes suddenly went dark.

The paper was written with a brush in tiny regular script. Not only was it densely packed, there were no punctuation marks, and most importantly, it was all in traditional Chinese characters.

Sang Jueqian tried to guess, but still didn't know half of what the word meant.

Although she blushed a little, Sang Jueqian still told the truth, "Lezhi, I don't understand half of the words on it..."

Looking at Sang Jueqian's slightly flushed cheeks, a smile flashed in Li Junyan's eyes, but he said very seriously, "Then I will tell you, Qianqian, you remember."

Sang Jueqian directly opened the grocery shopping app on her mobile phone. When Li Junyan said a name, she entered it in the search bar and added it to the shopping cart after finding it.

A few minutes later, the order was successfully placed.

Sang Jueqian paid the bill and returned to her smiling face. She looked at Li Junyan with great joy, "I bought ten portions of each of those ingredients. Apart from what you and I need for dinner, the rest are gifts to the chef. Thank you for cooking for me."

Li Junyan responded with a smile, "Okay, I'll have someone tell him."

With delicious food waiting in front of him, Sang Jueqian instantly became full of energy.

She sped up and took out the rice from the space bag by bag. In less than half an hour, the space was completely emptied.

Sang Jueqian went out again, locked the grocery store from the outside, and left on an electric tricycle.

Uncle Zhong poked his head out of the cultural and creative store, looked at Sang Jueqian's back and shook his head, "Well, it sounds good, but he's still running around all day. This young man is not suitable for doing business in the ancient city."

Sang Jueqian had no idea what Uncle Zhong was sighing about. After she arrived at the warehouse, she put all the remaining rice into the space, leaving one third of the space unfilled.

Seeing this, Sang Jueqian simply went to the warehouse where instant noodles were stored and filled the remaining warehouse with instant noodles.

Half an hour later, Sang Jueqian returned to the grocery store.

Uncle Zhong nodded with relief: It seems that Xiao Sang has come to his senses and turned back.

But half an hour later, Sang Jueqian locked the door again and rode away.

Half an hour later, Sang Jueqian came back on his bike.

Uncle Zhong: ...

After lunch, the hottest time of the day, there was not a single pedestrian on the streets of the ancient city.

Seeing that Sang Jueqian was about to leave on his electric tricycle again, Uncle Zhong finally couldn't help but said, "Xiao Sang, you've been running back and forth several times, what are you doing?"

Sang Jueqian was also a little helpless. Why was Uncle Zhong always staring at her instead of drinking tea and watching TV in his own shop?

"Uncle Zhong, I'm testing the battery capacity of my new electric bike. I'm worried I might have bought a second-hand battery that's inferior."

After making up such a nonsense, Sang Jueqian left Uncle Zhong alone in the wind and drove his electric three-wheeled vehicle to the warehouse.

Li Junyan said that Tingzhou is located in the northwest, is remote and poor, and has a small population.

Compared with other nearby prefectures, Tingzhou has a large population of 50,000.

Even if each person consumes one kilogram of food per day on average, 50,000 people will need 50,000 kilograms per day.

Because of the severe drought in Tingzhou, the people of Tingzhou will certainly be frugal, but they still have to consume at least 30,000 kilograms of food a day.

Sang Jueqian delivered 65,000 kilograms of rice yesterday and another 130,000 kilograms of rice today.

In addition to rice, 10,000 boxes of instant noodles and 10,000 boxes of dried noodles were also delivered.

A total of two warehouses were emptied.

All this food should be enough to feed the people of Tingzhou for eight or nine days.

It was getting late today, and Sang Jueqian was not in a hurry to transport any more food. He prepared to bring over the customized desk lamps, walkie-talkies, big-bellied cups, and the gel pens that had just been delivered today.

The number of cups was determined according to the population of Tingzhou. To be on the safe side, Sang Jueqian ordered 55,000 cups.

To customize so many big-bellied cups at once, the manufacturer had to work overtime to produce them, and only 5,000 were delivered at first.

Sang Jueqian returned to the grocery store in the dark. There were not many people on the street outside, and the grocery store seemed even more deserted.

But as soon as Sang Jueqian approached the window behind the counter, Li Junyan looked over with a smile.

"Qianqian is back, wash your hands and eat first!"

Hearing this, Sang Jueqian felt warm in his heart.

It feels really good to come home after a busy day and find someone waiting for you to eat.

Especially since the person waiting for me is the prince, and the food I can eat is made by the authentic royal chef, it feels even better.

After dinner, Sang Jueqian gave all the things in the space to Li Junyan and explained the purpose of the cup.

Li Junyan stood up and bowed solemnly. "Qianqian always considers the people of Tingzhou. This is truly a noble cause. Lezhi will definitely not let Qianqian down and will definitely deliver every cup to the people."