Shen Yuerong sighed, then pulled him to the back kitchen. When several people saw the two of them, they immediately stepped aside.
She walked over to the rice bag and opened it, "This is what we usually eat."
The person next to him nodded.
Although the rice did not seem to be of very good quality, it was clean after all. However, the quantity seemed very small, not even one stone.
“Is the rice we eat the same as the rice that ordinary people eat?”
Shen Yuerong looked at the people around her and asked.
But everyone in the kitchen was speechless and no one dared to answer.
Just when she was about to use her identity to force him, a voice came from outside the door, and then a man with a smile on his face walked in.
"My Lord, Miss Shen, why are you here in this filthy kitchen? If you want to eat something, just ask them to bring it to you."
Shen Yuerong grabbed a handful of rice and held it in front of the man.
"We eat this kind of rice, but do ordinary people also eat it?"
The man nodded quickly.
"Of course, those ordinary people and soldiers have to work on the construction all day long, so they are naturally overworked. If they are still short of food, that would be too much."
"Are you sure they eat the same thing we eat? There's no difference at all."
The man agreed again and again, "When the prince sent the money here, he had already told us not to wait in a disorderly manner. Besides, the prince will stay here for many days. If we really did that, wouldn't the prince have discovered it long ago?"
She looked at him and he nodded.
Shen Yuerong had to temporarily suppress the confusion in her heart, "It's okay, I'm a little hungry, can you help me find some cakes, I want to suppress it first."
"Of course there is."
As the man spoke, he instructed the cook beside him to quickly take two clean cakes and hand them to Shen Yuerong.
"Is there enough food for Miss Shen? If not, there's more in the kitchen."
Shen Yuerong nodded, "Thank you very much, sir. If there is nothing else, we will leave first."
Shen Yuerong stretched out her hand and pulled her out of the kitchen.
The man looked at the two of them going away, then looked at the opened rice bag, "Hurry up and tie it up. If this little bit of rice gets damp, I'll beat you to death."
The cooks shrank back.
The two of them left the kitchen, but Shen Yuerong did not take him back to her place but went to the construction site instead.
"You are a girl, it's not appropriate for you to be there. If you have anything to do, tell me and I will help you."
Shen Yuerong rejected the man's kindness, and instead took the pen in her hand and walked to the side, in front of a few children who were still playing together.
"Children, are you hungry? Sister has some pancakes here."
When the children saw the cake, their eyes lit up, as if they had seen the most precious thing in the world.
Shen Yuerong broke one of the cakes into several small pieces and distributed them to the children. She saw them wolfing down the cakes and then staring at Shen Yuerong's hands.
Shen Yuerong was not stingy either. Instead, she divided the pen in her hand into several equal parts and gave them to the children.
"Sister will treat you to cakes. Can you answer a few questions?"
The children were still wolfing down their food, but stopped when they heard her words.
Even his expression was a little wary.
"Sister is a good person. I'm new here and I'm not familiar with this place, so I wanted to ask you."
Several children focused their attention on the older child.
He walked over and stopped in front of Shen Yuerong.
"Do you have any questions? Just ask me."
"Don't you have enough to eat on weekdays?"
Shen Yuerong pointed at the cakes in their hands.
Several people hid behind themselves as if they were afraid of being asked to go back.
He nodded.
"But there is no food for disaster relief, and..."
"That's not food at all. There's so much sand and stones mixed in it that it's inedible. Even the porridge in the disaster relief tents only looks thick. In fact, they only make some clear soup for us. I'm afraid we don't even get a few grains of rice all day long."
"What did you say?"
One little child even started crying out of grievance, holding his stomach and shouting loudly. "Hungry, so hungry, I'm so hungry."
Chi Mu was standing not far away. Seeing this scene, I couldn't help but walk forward.
But with the man joining in, the children were so scared that they didn't dare to speak.
It's obvious that he has been threatened by others.
Shen Yuerong handed the remaining half of the pancake to the children.
"Thank you. I know where Zhou Peng, the guardian of the house, is. Can you point me in the direction?"
Although the little boy was a little timid, he stretched out his finger and pointed to the north.
Shen Yuerong thanked the little boy again and touched his hair again.
"I promise you, you won't have to go hungry soon."
After Shen Yuerong finished speaking, she turned and left, and Chi Mu followed her.
Along the way, her expression was a little heavy.
"Why? Do you think they will pass off inferior goods as genuine ones? Or..."
"Do you remember the bag of rice I saw in the kitchen?"
Chi Mu nodded.
"I was just hesitant at first. The bag of rice was preserved too well, without even a trace of moisture. But it's impossible to transport the rice from the border to here at this time, no matter how much protection is given, it can't be that dry. And... although the color of the rice looks a little off, it's not sunken rice, which means it's fresh rice."
"Since it is a grain transfer, then of course it is..."
"A few months ago, until now, even during the flood season in Jiangnan, it has been raining all the time. The roads are impassable, not to mention whether there is anyone to take care of the crops. Even the border areas have been affected. So where does this new rice come from?"
Shen Yuerong's words also thoroughly caught his attention.
"So you suspect that this new rice was prepared for us on purpose, and that the people who eat it will definitely be a hundred times worse than us?"
Shen Yuerong nodded, "Whether it's true or not, just go and take a look."
It was almost lunchtime and many people had gathered around.
The people in the porridge shop were still dozing off, and the porridge on the stove had even bubbled up countless times.
"Sir, it's already time. I wonder when our porridge will be ready."
The man called "Sir" was just a small official.
He stood up and shook the porridge with a spoon, which was like clear water.
"Come and get in line."
Although there are only a few grains of rice in a bowl of porridge, it is their food for the day and they dare not waste it.
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