Chapter 113: Setting up a porridge shed

"Mother-in-law said that, this thing still has to be done, this is the emperor's will, we can't embarrass the master. Yuan Zheng smiled and explained patiently.

"Okay, okay, anyway, you're the housewife, you can do these things. ”

He put on a villain's style, like a mouse scurrying around the street, with his eyes dripping, he came to Yuan Zheng's side and said.

"You, just do whatever you want, don't be too sincere, whose rice is blown by the wind?"

"Mother-in-law, don't worry, I have my own measure. Yuan Zheng didn't bother to explain to He again.

A person like her is expected to not understand in this life, although the soup is given in various prefectures, no one cares about it, and no one cares about the weight.

But people are watching the sky, there are so many victims in the city, if this thing of cutting corners spreads, where will the face of the entire Xie family go.

Wouldn't it become the laughing stock of the entire capital, and it is estimated that only the He family would think about saving money on this.

Overnight, there were dozens of soup kitchens in the entire capital, and many of them were temporarily built at night, and the artistic conception was the emperor's will, and no one dared to disobey it.

It is a righteous act to set up a shed to give porridge, and Yuan Zheng naturally will not let Xie Fu be in the limelight, so early in the morning, she only took Xie Yurou alone to show her face in the porridge shed outside Xie's mansion.

Xie Fuyao didn't plan to go with them, they did good deeds for fame, and rumored that they sincerely wanted to help them.

In the previous life, on the battlefield, Xie Fuyao was very afraid of starvation, at that time, there was a shortage of food and grass, and the whole army could only drink porridge every day.

I drank it for more than a month, and I couldn't even eat a decent steamed bun.

Looking at the yellow-skinned victims on the street, Xie Fuyao would think of that glorious time, and naturally understood their feelings at this moment.

Since becoming the county lord of Anping, Xie Fuyao has asked for all his mother's shops from Yuan Zheng's hands, and now it seems to be of great use.

Last night, after learning the news from Ning Shoutang, Xie Fuyao informed all the shops overnight, asking them to put up porridge sheds and prepare hot steamed buns the next day.

Early this morning, Xie Fuyao took Ziyun and Ziyu to the Heart Grass Hall, and the shopkeeper of the Heart Grass Hall had a cold face and ordered his subordinates to carry things.

"Shao Dong, don't blame me for talking too much, we opened the shop to make money, you let us give alms, not only delayed the effort to make money, but also posted money in vain, why bother?"

The shopkeeper still couldn't help but open his mouth, and as he spoke, he looked at Xie Fuyao's face secretly, for fear that she would turn her face.

Huang Tiancheng sighed, and he didn't blame the shopkeeper for having resentment in his heart, the herbs they should have sorted out at this time were ready to open the door to do business, but now they came to do these manual jobs.

"We earn the people's money, and when the people are in trouble, isn't it natural for us to reach out to help them?" Xie Fuyao said coldly.

"When we help them in their difficult times, they will remember our kindness and will naturally come to Xincaotang when they are sick. ”

Now the city is full of disaster victims, most of the people are reluctant to go out, and the number of people who come out to see a doctor may be very small.

So business isn't going to be much better lately, so instead of sitting in the store and holding on, it's better to come out and do something meaningful.

As soon as Xie Fuyao said this, the shopkeeper suddenly realized, and he couldn't help but give a thumbs up to the little girl in front of him.

"What we advocate in the Heart Grass Hall is to hang the pot to help the world, and now that Miss is doing this, doesn't it just give us a living signboard for the Heart Grass Hall?" Ziyu grinned.

"It's that I'm narrow-minded, and I'm still worried about killing two birds with one stone. "The shopkeeper spoke boldly.

"Young owner, go inside, just leave the work here to us. ”

"No, I can help outside, since it's a good deed, naturally everyone has to contribute. ”

Xie Fuyao did not have a half-twisted attitude, although he was not good at martial arts in this life, he still had some strength, and he did things well.

The guy next to him saw that the young owner had done it, and he was even more motivated.

Xie Yurou specially wore a pleated Juanxiu skirt today, with silver filigree embroidery of double butterfly flowers on top and a long skirt of the same color cloud brocade below.

Looking at the victims in front of the porridge shed, Xie Yurou suddenly had the idea of giving them porridge in person.

The victims were already hungry and cold, and when they saw the free porridge here, they all flocked to the stall and surrounded the whole stall.

Xie Yurou was startled, the spoon in her hand fell to the ground instantly, and the golden silk butterfly at the corner of her skirt was glued to the soft and greasy white porridge.

Originally, I just wanted to show my face here, but I didn't expect this group of victims to be so violent that they almost knocked down the stalls.

Xie Yurou looked at the stains on the corners of her skirt, and her good-looking eyebrows contributed to it.

Yuan Zheng hurriedly protected his daughter behind him, and said to this Ding coldly, "Why are you stunned? Don't let them retreat." ”

These family members have knives in their hands, and they look vicious, and these victims are unarmed ordinary people, and they don't dare to act rashly when they see them.

"Giving porridge here is a favor from Xie Guogong, if you don't thank Dade well, it's okay, it's so rude. ”

Yuan Zheng wore a dark blue cloak and a gold-piercing sapphire hairpin on his head.

Under the scolding of the guards, these victims quickly lined up and took the porridge in the bowl one by one.

Yuan Zheng and Xie Yurou looked at them condescendingly, enjoying the groveling thanks of those victims after they got the porridge.

"Wait a minute. ”

Just when everything was going on in an orderly manner, Xie Yurou suddenly opened her lips, pointed to the victims in front of her, frowned and said, "Didn't you come just now?"

It's not that Xie Yurou's memory is good, but that this person's clothes are really tattered.

The sleeve on the right hand side is basically gone, revealing a smooth arm, so Xie Yurou has an impression.

The man's hand that took the porcelain bowl suddenly stopped in mid-air, and he said in a slur voice, "Miss...... I have a lot of food, and I can't eat enough in one bowl, so I ......"

This sentence immediately caused a riot among the victims behind him, "You can't eat enough and can't wait to come again, none of us have eaten yet." ”

"Yes, yes, you've finished eating by yourself, what are we going to eat? You're too selfish. ”

The man blushed and stood in place with the bowl in his hand, not knowing what to do.