Su An picked out a snack for each of Lin Yong's hands and handed it to her, then said with a smile, "Because taro is cheap!"
"I want to start a snack training class so that some skillful disaster victims can learn these snack-making techniques and then set up stalls to sell them and make a profit together. Taro is good quality and inexpensive, so let's try it out first. Even if we lose money, we won't lose much."
"Learn a skill?" Lin Yong was eating when he was startled and couldn't quite process what he was saying.
This was a thought that Su An had only recently come up with. She nodded and said, "Instead of providing relief to these disaster victims every day, it would be better to let them learn skills and become self-sufficient."
"My main goal is to expand my restaurant into a food court."
"Once we establish this reputation, not only will I be the only one in the industry, but I will also attract more people to come here, making Fuyou County more prosperous and stronger."
After a moment's thought, Lin Yong found it feasible and couldn't help but praise, "Boss Su's idea is truly ingenious. If this food city can be built, the entire Fuyou County will be elevated to a new level."
However, he is currently preoccupied with the refugee issue.
Although Su An's method was ingenious, it could not be implemented in a short time. After all, with refugees blocking the city, who would dare to run to Fuyou County now?
Su An wasn't in a hurry; one should eat one bite at a time.
Looking at Lin Yong's troubled expression, she knew what he was thinking.
"If Lord Lin is troubled by the problem of resettling refugees, why not learn from my approach and organize the disaster victims to build bridges and roads, so that they can support themselves through work-for-relief programs?"
Upon hearing this, Fu Zhun interjected in a deep voice: "There are too many disaster victims. Work-for-relief can only temporarily relieve a small portion of the population, while the rest of the disaster victims will not be able to wait for the arrival of relief food."
"Yes!" Lin Yong sighed helplessly, his face looking tired.
With so many disaster victims, where are there so many relief projects to undertake?
Su An was puzzled at first, but then he understood.
She grinned and said, "Fuyou County is small and doesn't have that many projects, but there are neighboring counties and provinces, as well as villages of all sizes within its jurisdiction. There are always places that need to dig ditches and recruit people for the autumn harvest."
"The reason why those towns are unwilling to take in disaster victims is simply because they are afraid that too many disaster victims will cause unrest. Wouldn't it be better if all localities just allocated some manpower to divert and manage the flow of people?"
Everyone present was taken aback when Su An said this.
They never imagined that they could distribute the disaster victims to the villages.
It's harvest season now, and the disaster victims who go to help only need a meal to last until the relief food arrives.
"Great! That's a really good idea!" Lin Yong excitedly slammed his hand on the table and stood up, his face flushed red.
"Boss Su, your method has really solved my urgent problem!"
"I'm just suggesting something; how to implement it is up to Lord Lin," Su An said with a light laugh, then had someone go back to the inner room and bring out a box.
"There is 20,000 taels of silver in here. My family contributed 1,000 taels, and the rest was to pay the resettlement fees that they jointly donated to the disaster victims. I originally planned to send it to the county government this afternoon, but since Lord Lin is here, I can take it back on the way."
Su An sounded a little embarrassed; the God of Wealth's generosity made her feel somewhat awkward.
There's nothing we can do; our family's resources are still meager.
Lin Yong did not refuse. He bowed deeply to the group and thanked them on behalf of the disaster victims before hurrying away.
As Fu Zhun watched Su An get busy again, he couldn't hide the sense of satisfaction in his eyes.
Whether it's sweet potatoes, developing a food city, or attracting visitors to the village, everything he sees is refreshing.
"I never expected her to have such insight; she always manages to surprise me," Fu Zhun sighed softly, muttering with an ambiguous tone, "It's clear she's no ordinary person."
Zhou Li and Xie Qingfeng exchanged a glance and silently nodded in agreement.
"It shows that Your Highness has good taste, taking a liking to such a capable princess at first glance." Zhou Li stroked his chin, expressing his genuine envy.
Xie Qingfeng rolled his eyes and went back to eating his snacks.
"With so many days of drought, how has the capital reacted?" Fu Zhun asked, his eyes slightly narrowed.
Mentioning this, Zhou Li's face fell, and he sighed, "It's still the same old disaster relief method, but the task of disaster relief has fallen to my elder brother!"
Fu Zhun's gaze sharpened slightly, and he instructed, "This matter involves a lot of collusion between officials and businessmen, and it's not easy to handle. Tell Zhou Chen to be extra careful."
"I've already written to my older brother; hopefully, nothing will go wrong!"
Fu Zhun nodded, looking at the sky that had inexplicably darkened, and a sense of unease rose in his heart.
News of Fuyou County's measures to deal with refugees quickly reached Baiyujing.
Chu Yi sat upright on the imperial throne, listening intently, and couldn't help but sneer, "My good uncle is indeed a wise king, so devoted to even the most insignificant refugees. I truly admire him."
Flipping through the jade thumb ring, he suddenly clicked his tongue and said, "That's good, Fuhai. Re-infiltrate some people among the refugees and find an opportunity to get rid of that cripple completely!"
"Yes, sir." Fu Hai seemed unfazed by such orders and cupped his hands in a gesture of retreat.
Chu Yi licked his lips and lazily ordered again, "As for taro, prepare some different kinds and bring them up for me."
Upon hearing this, Fu Hai realized that this was a very serious matter, and after accepting the order, he quickly went to the imperial kitchen.
However, this taro dish only arrived in the capital today, and the imperial kitchen has never even heard of it, so how could they possibly know how to make it?
The imperial chefs, drenched in sweat, gritted their teeth and spent two hours researching before finally managing to prepare a few dishes to send over.
The beautifully presented taro snacks were served, and Chu Yi couldn't help but sit up straight.
Recalling the time he tasted Su An's cooking in Fuyou County, he picked up his chopsticks with great anticipation.
However, upon tasting the taro, a strange, slightly bitter and astringent taste spreads throughout.
Chu Yi suddenly lost his appetite, his face darkening as he flipped the plate over. "You actually served me this rubbish that even pigs and dogs wouldn't eat? Are you all blind?!"
Fu Hai was so frightened that he knelt down with a thud. "Your Majesty, please calm down! These... these imperial chefs have never made such dishes before, it's their first time..."
"This is the first time! How come Su An, that peasant girl, can be so disgraced on her first try, but my royal servants can't?!" Chu Yi kicked him and shouted angrily.
"They're all useless! Execute those incompetent cooks immediately! And my good uncle, I'll personally behead him one day too!"
Those delicacies that should have been offered to the royal family were all under Fu Zhun's control. Chu Yi was so angry that he gritted his teeth just thinking about it.
If he can't have it, why should Fu be able to?!
A shadow rose in Chu Yi's eyes, and he smiled sarcastically, "I'd better go and taste the real flavor of that taro myself."
"Your Majesty!" Fu Hai was startled. Were we going to Fuyou County again?!
He hurriedly advised, trembling with fear, "Your Majesty, you mustn't! Fuyou County is besieged by refugees, and uprisings are breaking out everywhere. It's fraught with danger! How can Your Majesty, with your precious body, easily risk such peril!"
Seeing Fu Hai banging his head on the ground, Chu Yi narrowed his eyes, a hint of ferocity flashing across them.
"What? When I was a child, my uncle controlled me. Now, do you, a mere eunuch, also want to control me?"
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