The Gu family protected the women and allowed them to leave, while Xiao Jingzhou stayed by Gu Zhenbei's side.
The water column in the wooden bowl had a huge impact force. Gu Zhenbei held it for an incense stick of time and his hands were almost numb.
Seeing this, Xiao Jingzhou quickly asked Lu Chen to help.
I watched as the fire in front of the cave was completely extinguished.
Ash water mixed with blood flowed on the ground, and the smell was extremely bad.
Xiao Jingzhou and his companions walked through the black smoke towards the main road and put out the fire in the east.
But when the fire was out, water was still rushing out of the wooden bowl in Lu Chen's arms.
Lu Chen asked: "Your Highness, what should we do?"
The water in the wooden bowl kept flowing, and Xiao Jingzhou had no way of sending a message to Jiang Zhenyu.
Suddenly, a picture appeared in his mind.
...
...
He said: "We were on the road before and passed by a dry pond.
Since the water won't stop flowing anytime soon, we might as well fill up the pond.
This will also allow the refugees to have water to drink and survive. ”
The pond was not far from the mountainside, and the three of them quickly reached the place.
Just as Lu Chen pointed the wooden bowl towards the pond, the water in the bowl suddenly stopped.
"Why is there no water suddenly?"
"What's going on?"
Xiao Jingzhou guessed: "It must be that the gods stopped the water supply.
That's good too, I can write to her now. ”
Lu Chen handed him paper and pen.
Xiao Jingzhou began to write the letter under the bright moonlight.
…
21st century.
The water from the fire hydrant was running for over an hour.
Jiang Zhenyu knew very well that putting out a fire was extremely urgent and that even the slightest carelessness could result in loss of life.
But she was also worried that Xiao Jingzhou needed help but couldn't send a message to her.
So she estimated the time and thought that the amount of water would allow Xiao Jingzhou to find a way out, so she turned off the water.
She was just about to write a letter to ask about Xiao Jingzhou's situation when a note appeared in the wooden bowl.
[Fortunately, the girl brought water to help, which put out the fire. Jingzhou and his companions were able to escape.
Jingzhou and his companions were extremely grateful for the girl's kindness.
However, when Jingzhou passed through a border town, the water and grass dried up and countless people starved to death.
The remaining people were gasping for breath on the roadside, emaciated and dying.
I hope the girl will have mercy on me. 】
Xiao Jingzhou and the others are fine, they just want some water to fill up the pool.
That's no problem, she was just opening the fire hydrant, which was not a difficult task for her.
However, she didn't know when she could fill the pond, so she wrote to Xiao Jingzhou to arrange a time.
[Four hours.] 】
Four hours?
Jiang Zhenyu didn't expect that Xiao Jingzhou had actually learned the timetable of the 21st century.
The value of machine learning teaching is still increasing!
She wrote and sent it.
[I'll send the water over now.] 】
…
After reading the letter, Xiao Jingzhou immediately asked Lu Chen to point the wooden bowl towards the pond.
The three men sat by the pond, watching the rushing water pour into it.
Gu Zhenbei sighed, "It would be great if this water could be delivered continuously, then Dajing Kingdom would no longer be afraid of drought."
Xiao Jingzhou stared at the water and made a plan in his mind.
As time went by, the water in the pond was about to overflow.
Fortunately, at the agreed time, the water stopped flowing out of the wooden bowl.
Then a letter came into the wooden bowl.
[The water has been transferred.]
As for the food to help the people, I will send it to you tomorrow morning. 】
[Jingzhou expressed gratitude to the girl on behalf of the people.] 】
[You don't have to be so polite. You also stepped forward to help me when I had financial problems before.
We are friends now.
Besides, the money for helping the people was all paid by you, so if they want to thank someone, it should be you.
That's right.
You just encountered a big fire, and some people may have been scalded or burned. I will send you some ointment tomorrow.
I saw the letter you wrote, and there are bloodstains on it.
Are you hurt? 】
The situation of writing the letter was urgent at that time, and Xiao Jingzhou did not pay attention to the traces left on the letter paper.
He suddenly felt annoyed.
[The injury is not serious, I'm sorry you were worried.] 】
…
21st century.
Jiang Zhenyu finally felt relieved when he saw that Xiao Jingzhou was fine.
Ever since she met Xiao Jingzhou, she seemed to have her heart hanging in the air.
Thinking of this, she felt that the road of exile was too hard to endure.
I really hope Xiao Jingzhou and the others can reach their destination as soon as possible.
As soon as the sun rose, Jiang Zhenyu contacted a noodle factory.
Five thousand steamed buns were ordered.
I called Uncle Zhang on the farm and asked him how many kilograms of rice were left after the early rice harvest.
Uncle Zhang had just woken up and was still confused when he received the call.
“Boss Jiang, didn’t you say you had 500 kilograms of rice left to give as a gift? I packed it all up.
Shall I send it to you today? ”
Jiang Zhenyu then remembered that the farm had previously owed foreign debts.
She thought about giving some rice to the creditors. After all, it would be a relief for a while.
Now that the bank loan has been paid off, Jiang's father has other foreign debts, which he has also paid off with his cash inheritance.
She is now debt-free and doesn't owe anyone money.
Naturally, there is no need to send the rice, since those people will not have any contact with us in the future anyway.
Unfortunately, 500 kilograms of rice is too little. If we wait for the rice store to deliver the goods, it will take until tomorrow at least.
Jiang Zhenyu asked again: "Uncle Zhang, what kind of food is left on the farm?"
Zhang Bo yawned and said, "There is no food in the bag, only feed.
The goods arrived last night, a truckload of soybeans, 15 tons.
Haven't unloaded the car yet. ”
Jiang Zhenyu asked: "Have these feeds been processed? Can humans eat them?"
Zhang Bo was completely sobered by the question. He thought for a while and said, "It's not processed... If pigs can eat it, why can't humans?
No problem, absolutely no problem! ”
After getting a definite answer, Jiang Zhenyu said, "You ask the truck driver to drive the car to my door.
Let me use this truckload of soybeans first, and put it on my account. ”
Uncle Zhang didn't understand what she was going to do. After he agreed, he was dazed.
The noodle factory worked quickly and delivered the steamed buns to Jiang Zhenyu's home before the truck driver delivered the goods.
Jiang Zhenyu paid the money and turned around to see the yard full of steamed buns.
She wrote a letter to Xiao Jingzhou.
[Find a piece of open space, I will give you five thousand steamed buns. 】
[Anytime.] 】
After getting the answer, Jiang Zhenyu started moving the steamed buns.
There were so many things that she was exhausted after moving them for a while.
She tried holding the wooden bowl and placing it upside down over the steamed bun.
I silently said to myself: Collect the steamed buns!
Suddenly, the steamed buns under the wooden bowl disappeared!
This made Jiang Zhenyu very happy.
"I have a very clever brain!"
Since Muwan can use his mind to take things away directly, she doesn't have to go through the trouble of moving things.
Then she followed suit, using the same method, and in no time, sent all the steamed buns to Xiao Jingzhou.
Just as Jiang Zhenyu finished delivering the steamed buns, the sound of a large truck honking was heard at the door.
She hurried out to check the situation.
Uncle Zhang came with the driver.
Jiang Zhenyu asked the driver to open the carport and told Zhang Bo to take everyone to have breakfast while she arranged for people to unload the car.
The delivery driver and Uncle Zhang were old acquaintances and didn't think much of it.
He turned off the engine, took out the car key, and followed Uncle Zhang.
Watching Uncle Zhang driving away in his Wuling car, Jiang Zhenyu wrote another letter to Xiao Jingzhou.
[Thirty thousand kilograms of grain, ready to be received!] 】
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