The guy saw that there was nothing wrong with him, so he was about to leave, but Yuqing stopped him and asked him about the price of steamed buns in the inn.

The guy said: "Look at what the little guest officer wants to buy, one mixed noodle steamed bun is one penny, one white flour steamed bun is two pennies, and one sweet white flour steamed bun with white sugar is three pennies." ”

Yuqing took out half a hanging of money and handed it to the guy: "Please prepare five hundred multigrain steamed buns for me." ”

The guy looked at the copper in his hand and asked hesitantly: "The little guest officer bought so many multigrain steamed buns because he wanted to eat them as dry food on the road?"

Now that the weather is so hot, isn't the little guest officer afraid that he won't be able to eat them and spoil them if he buys so many steamed buns?

According to the small one, just buy fifty or sixty of them, and when they are finished, they will go to the town in front of them to buy them.

Multigrain steamed buns are not expensive food, and the little guest officer is afraid that he will not be able to buy them in the future? ”

Yuqing waved her hand: "I'm not buying it as dry food, I want to give alms to those people who have fled the famine." ”

The guy looked at her and stopped talking, and after a while, he still spoke: "There are so many people fleeing from the famine outside, and these five hundred steamed buns are like water dripping into the sea, and they don't have much effect."

On the contrary, it aroused those who asked for food regardless of life and death, and then the small guest officer may be difficult to handle, and it will also affect our small shop.

Judging from the small, it's better not to do this good thing, so as not to catch fire. ”

Yuqing was a little incredulous: "Will it be exaggerated to such an extent?" ”

Han Shan said on the side: "This is not an exaggeration, people are hungry, what etiquette and shame and morality are all thrown aside, whoever has food in their hands, those who are hungry and crazy will rush to grab it." ”

Speaking of this, his eyes were slightly red: "The master only knows that my brothers and sisters are all starving to death on the way to escape the famine, but does the master know how they starved to death?"

The pitiful little food they had so hard to get was snatched again and again by the hungry people, and they starved to death.

Does the owner know who stole my brother and sister's food? It's the same village as us.

Before they fled or went crazy, they were all kind people, and if anyone had an emergency, as long as they didn't spend money and only used their strength, they were all rushing to help.

But these kind people are driven by hunger to the point of inhumanity.

The master wants to give alms to a small number of hungry people, and even if we give out dry food to those hungry people one by one, it will be snatched away by the stronger hungry people.

The hungry people who didn't get it would attack us and rob us, and eventually it would turn into murder for money, or even ......" At this point he stopped and did not go any further.

However, Yu Qing could guess the part he didn't finish, and some hungry people would sin against them when they saw her beautiful sisters.

She still understands that poverty and hunger breed crime.

She pondered for a moment and asked the fellow, "Do you have a temple here?" ”

If there is a temple, she will hand over these 500 steamed buns to the temple and let the temple give alms, so that those who ask for food will not riot in the pure land of Buddhism.

The guy shook his head: "No." ”

"So—is there a government?"

If there is an official government, hand over these 500 steamed buns to the government to distribute, and if there is an official base to maintain order, there will be no riots.

The guy still shook his head: "How can there be a yamen in a place where birds like ours don't?" ”

Yuqing thought for a while and asked, "Then where are there fewer beggars?" ”

The man understood what she meant, and replied in detail: "Of course, there are few beggars outside the town, and those who are strong will not let those old, weak, sick and disabled beggars come into the town to beg, unless they are gone, those old, weak, sick and disabled beggars can come in." ”

Yuqing nodded: "You go and let the kitchen prepare steamed buns, I have my own arrangements." ”

The guy answered yes and was leaving.

Yuqing stopped him again and asked him to prepare hot water immediately, and they all had to take a bath, and then arrange a good meal for them to take a bath and eat.

Guy hurry up and make arrangements.

Everyone took a hot bath happily with the bath beans given by Yuqing, and they only felt comfortable.

The three eldest daughters and He Shi washed the clothes that her mother and daughter had changed, and did not dare to hang them outside, for fear that there would be too many people and would be stolen by someone with a heart, which would ruin their innocence, so they hung their clothes in the house.

The meal arranged by the guy was good, with fish and meat and a few kinds of greens.

After nibbling on steamed buns with pickles for a few days, and then eating rice with good dishes, the whole family ate sweetly, and they didn't put down their chopsticks until they couldn't eat anymore.

Yuqing and the others had just left the table, and immediately a few beggars rushed over, picked up the plate and quickly poured it into their mouths with soup and a few dishes.

The guys came to drive away the little beggars, and they threw down their plates and ran.

Not long after Yuqing returned to the room, the guy from before came to tell her that the five hundred steamed buns she asked for had been steamed.

Yuqing asked him to load those steamed buns into her carriage, then said hello to the He family, and drove the carriage to the entrance of the town with Hanshan.

I saw that in the woods at the entrance of the town, there were many old people, women and children in ragged clothes, sitting or lying.

If you don't pay attention, you won't notice them at all.

Hanshan stopped the carriage in front of the woods and shouted, "Shi steamed buns!" ”

After only two shouts, the dying beggars struggled to get up from the ground and quickly surrounded them.

Yuqing saw that there were not many beggars, probably about two hundred.

Let them line up, two for each person, if they don't line up, they won't give steamed buns, and if they don't cut in line, they won't have steamed buns.

Those beggars are lined up for me, and one is attached to one on a hot day.

Yuqing quickly distributed steamed buns with Hanshan, and after everyone received two steamed buns, there were still forty or fifty left, and Yuqing gave them to the children.

The beggars who were begging in the town flocked to the town when they got the letter.

Yuqing and Hanshan hurriedly ran away with the carriage, circled around the town, got rid of the beggars, and then sneaked into the town and slipped in through the back door of the inn like thieves.

There was a little black night on duty, and Yuqing's family slept peacefully, and they didn't get up until three o'clock the next day, and they were all glorious.

The wontons and fritters ordered by Yuqing for breakfast, in addition to asking the kitchen to prepare dry food for them to eat on the road.

After breakfast, he took the dry food prepared in the kitchen, settled the account, and Yuqing continued to hurry with a group of people.

When she was about to leave the town, a lame beggar pointed at her and shouted in surprise: "That...... Isn't that the cinnabar boy who gave away steamed buns yesterday? ”

The beggars who were so hungry that they sat on the ground and did not move, or who stood pitifully begging in front of the shop, all hula and gathered around Yuqing and their carriage.

Yuqing didn't see it well, so she hurriedly drove the carriage with Hanshan, leaving those refugees far behind.

She looked back and saw many refugees kneeling on the ground kowtowing to the back of the carriage.

Yuqing couldn't tell whether they were kowtowing in gratitude for yesterday's meal, or begging her to go back and kowtow.

She reached out and touched the cinnabar mole on her eyebrows, thinking to herself, this mole is really an eyesore, too easy for people to recognize her.

Go back to the space to look for it and see if there is a laser device to remove the annoying mole.