The soldier raised his eyebrows and looked at him, his eyes revealing a hint of amusement: "Are you sure?"
"Sure! Sure!"
The man stretched out his porridge bowl and took the chili sauce as if he had found a treasure.
As soon as he took a sip of the spicy porridge, his face instantly turned red and beads of sweat appeared on the tip of his nose.
"What is this thing? Why is it biting its mouth?"
"Shashasha, my mouth and tongue hurt!"
The soldier who had just given the man chili sauce laughed when he saw his expression.
The man learned his lesson and left with the bowl in his arms.
After seeing this, others no longer dared to ask for more things, and avoided chili sauce as if it were the plague.
After the porridge was distributed, it was found that there were not many pickled mustard tubers, salted vegetables and fermented tofu left, and it was very popular among the people.
...
...
Near noon, Yang Jin came to the granary department and found Xiao Jingzhou.
Yang Jin rubbed his hands, looking a little embarrassed.
"Mr. Gu, the granary is now full of grain. Should we distribute it to the people?"
With so many people in the city, the soldiers had to get up early every day to cook porridge.
This is not a long-term solution. It would be better to distribute the food and let the people cook their own porridge.
But he didn't expect that Xiao Jingzhou would reject his proposal.
"inappropriate."
"Why?"
As soon as Yang Jingang said this, he immediately felt that his tone was not good, and hurriedly said with a smile: "I hope you can solve my doubts."
Xiao Jingzhou asked, "Do you know why the imperial court always builds porridge sheds for disaster relief instead of directly distributing grain?"
As soon as these words were spoken, Yang Jin immediately understood.
Whenever food is distributed, there are always people who bully the weak.
The elderly, the weak, women and children could not keep the food and would starve to death.
He said, "Thank you for clearing up my confusion, sir. I was just overthinking it."
Chen Gan understood and became even more puzzled: "But sir, we have food now.
We can't let the soldiers distribute porridge all the time, they will be exhausted to death! ”
Xiao Jingzhou looked through the account books of the department and said calmly, "Stability of distributing porridge for a period of time.
Wait until the water source arrives before distributing the food.
By then, such things can be avoided. ”
Yang Jin led his people out of the department, and Qian Wuyou walked in.
The leg injury he sustained during the exile has healed greatly and walking is no longer a problem for him.
He stretched his legs over the threshold, walked into the house and greeted Xiao Jingzhou.
"Young Master."
Xiao Jingzhou turned around and saw him, and gave him the account books left in the department.
"Master Qian, the granary needs someone to take care of it now. Can you help me with this?"
Upon hearing this, Qian Wuyou immediately knelt on one knee.
"Your Highness's words make me feel terrified.
On the road to exile, if it weren't for the young master's help, I and my son would have probably died long ago.
How could we have the days today when we have enough food and warm clothes?
I am willing to devote all my life's learning to serving you, young master, at your service, in order to repay your life-saving grace! ”
Qian Wuyou was the Minister of Revenue, and was more than qualified to manage a granary.
Xiao Jingzhou handed over the full responsibility of management to him and took Lu Chen away from the department.
…
21st century.
Extra large fertilizer bucket, delivered to your door early in the morning.
Jiang Zhenyu was so tired last night that she had to rely on the alarm clock to wake her up.
After she found a crane to unload the goods, she began to close the door of the air-raid shelter and fill the fertilizer barrels with water.
When Jiang's father rented the air-raid shelter, he also had someone build a cold storage.
The water pipes outside the air-raid shelter are several times larger than ordinary ones, and the water pressure is comparable to that of fire hydrants.
This made it convenient for Jiang Zhenyu to connect the fire hose and fill the fertilizer barrel with water.
In less than four hours, she had filled all ten buckets.
She tightened the valve, leaving water stains on her hands, without any care.
After drying himself quickly, he wrote a letter to Xiao Jingzhou.
[Ten buckets arrived and I filled them with water.
You send the empty bucket over here.
I'll send you the bucket full of water. 】
Soon, she received a reply.
【good. 】
Five buckets of fertilizer poured out of the wooden bowl.
Jiang Zhenyu used a wooden bowl to move them and put them in place.
Then he sent ten buckets filled with water to Xiao Jingzhou.
[Last time you said you found a reservoir. When you are ready, I will bring you water. 】
[Thank you, young lady. Jingzhou has something he wants to give to you. 】
Jiang Zhenyu unfolded the letter and saw this line of words, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.
What does Xiao Jingzhou want to give her?
A golden light flashed in the wooden bowl, and a drawing appeared inside.
There was a long queue at the city gate, and the people lined up in an orderly manner to receive porridge with smiles on their faces.
There is also a picture above of a child holding porridge and offering it to an old man.
It was very moving to watch.
[Thanks to the help of the girl, the people of Zhiyi City were able to drink porridge and eat their fill.
However, the current situation does not allow the people to understand the girl’s noble character, and they cannot be grateful to her.
It was actually Jingzhou’s fault. 】
After reading the letter, Jiang Zhenyu couldn't help but shudder.
The last painting of a group of people bowing to the moon made her feel uneasy.
If there was another picture, it would be a picture of the whole city’s people bowing down.
Her whole body was numb.
Two thousand years old.
Who wouldn’t be nervous when a bunch of ancestors are bowing to you?
After reading the letter, Jiang Zhenyu did not dare to pause for a moment and immediately picked up his pen to write a letter to Xiao Jingzhou.
She had to put an end to this in advance and nip this horrible idea in the bud.
[You must not tell the people of this city about my existence.
Since ancient times, most people have worshipped God but have not believed in Him.
If you use this as an excuse, it will bring you trouble in the future.
What's more, I don't want people to kowtow to me. That scene is too scary. 】
Jiang Zhenyu waited for a while, but did not receive any reply from Xiao Jingzhou.
She guessed that Xiao Jingzhou felt a little confused after reading the letter.
After all, he was the prince, a descendant of the royal family, and was worshipped by all the people.
[Jingzhou used the girl's name to distribute food and save people, causing many people to worship the girl as a god.
I didn't expect that it would cause trouble to the girl, and it was really Jingzhou's fault.
Jingzhou will do his best to make amends, and I hope the young lady will not be angry with me.
I will definitely give the girl an explanation. 】
It was the first time for Jiang Zhenyu to see someone apologize so seriously.
It reminded her of the golden retriever she once had.
Whenever the little golden retriever did something wrong, he would frown pitifully, wag his tail at her, and apologize and try to please her.
She chuckled and said, "How can a dignified prince be like a big dog?"
She changed her mind and said it out loud.
So much food appeared out of nowhere. If it wasn't a god, people would probably think Xiao Jingzhou was a monster.
How did people treat monsters in ancient times?
Fire? Remove it quickly?
This won’t do!
[I thought about it and decided to forget it.]
Since you are using my reputation, I will use it to the end.
Anyway, I am not from your place and the people don’t know me.
It shouldn't affect me.
On the contrary, the fact that you can create food would be scary to any normal person.
You and your family should pay more attention to safety.
If you can use my name from now on, feel free to do so.
Even if it takes a thousand years, I will still protect you! 】
Jiang Zhenyu picked up the pen and the tip of the pen rubbed against the white paper, making a slight sound.
She put down her pen and put the letter into the wooden bowl. A golden light flashed and the letter was swallowed up instantly.
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