"Halt! Halt! How dare you act so presumptuously in the General's Mansion! You all stop right there!"
However, the people ignored him and crowded around Qin Yue Zhao, kneeling down in unison.
“Your Highness, I have an ancestral porcelain vase. Do you think the gods would like it? I’m not greedy. I just want to exchange it for a few fine steel bowls and cups.”
"And me, I brought a whole box of porcelain plates and bowls, please take a look!"
"Your Highness, theirs are not very good. I have official kiln porcelain, as well as tricolor pottery jars and snuff bottles. Would you consider exchanging them for a few fine steel basins as family heirlooms?"
"..."
Qin Yue Zhao did not expect that when he asked Steward Chen to collect the porcelain, he would directly summon all the well-off people in the city to the Prince's Mansion.
But it's good that you came.
She stood in front of everyone and gestured for them to stop.
"Please don't rush, everyone. Each of you has a fine steel bowl bestowed by the gods!"
"You should first go to the entrance of the General's Mansion and line up to exchange the porcelain according to the type and quality of the porcelain you brought."
The people were overjoyed to hear this.
"Oh dear, I should have brought all the valuable pots and pans from home!"
Upon hearing this, some residents who lived nearby turned and ran away.
"Wait, Your Highness, please wait. I'll go back right now and bring all the porcelain from my home!"
Seeing the crowd rushing in and then running away in a swarm, Qin Yue Zhao quickly urged Zheng Hu:
"Hurry, hurry! Pack a few truckloads of stainless steel bowls, chopsticks, and rice containers and send them to the refugee area. If we wait any longer, there won't be any left!"
Zheng Hu, who was in a daze, instantly realized what was happening.
"Yes, yes, you guys, don't just stand there! If you don't want them to exchange all the stainless steel bowls and chopsticks for them, get to work!"
Upon hearing this, several General Huos hurriedly picked up stainless steel bowls and chopsticks.
A short while later, the sound of metal clanging rang out again in the courtyard.
Several carriages carrying fine steel supplies departed from the back gate of the mansion and were delivered to the refugee area at the city gate.
Just then, Han Tianba, accompanied by several guards, rushed into the general's mansion in a great hurry.
"Your Highness, there's a rumor going around the city that you can exchange your old porcelain for the fine steel bowls and chopsticks used by the gods. I wonder if it's true..."
Before he could finish speaking, his gaze was drawn to the mountain of stainless steel products: "My goodness, they're all real! Your Highness, are these pots and pans made of fine steel a gift from the gods?"
Qin Yue Zhao was surprised by his excellent information network and nodded helplessly.
"Yes, it was a gift from the gods, but..."
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