Chapter 89: Setting up a Tent to Cook Porridge (3)
"Second cousin seems to like going to Juyi Gambling House very much, right, he must be very good at gambling......" Ji Wan suddenly approached him and whispered.
"Of course, I'll tell ......you," Qin Can said proudly, stopping abruptly in the middle of his words, like a cat that had been stepped on by its tail, he immediately jumped up, his eyes widened, and he looked at her in shock: "You, how do you know?" Are you stalking me? ”
It's over, this crybaby will definitely sue his father, and when he thought of Qin Heng, Qin Can's face turned white.
"I don't have that spare time, it's just a coincidence, what is the second cousin so nervous about." Ji Wan said lightly.
Coincidentally, this is too coincidental, he just secretly goes out to play two games occasionally, and Lu Ming covers for him, so careful that she saw it, and God doesn't care about him too much.
"You should not know about this, and you must not tell others, otherwise I want you to look good." Qin Can threatened, looking like a big dog with teeth baring at the moment.
Ji Wan was very speechless, glanced at the cook who was struggling to knead the dough, then at Qin Can, and said coolly: "It depends on my mood." ”
Qin Can naturally knew what she meant, and gritted his teeth: "I'll go, can't I go?" You'd better do what you say. ”
Ji Wan just smiled and didn't say a word, Qin Can rolled up his sleeves and walked over there angrily, but the cook was frightened and looked at Ji Wan at a loss. After getting Ji Guan's reply, he began to teach Qin Can to knead dough with trepidation.
"Miss, the porridge has been boiled in two large pots, and a lot of pastries have been baked." Yan Bing walked over and said.
Steaming steamed buns takes a lot of time, so they bake some cakes first, but these cakes are also thick, one person has a bowl of porridge, and one cake is almost the same.
Ji Wan bowed slightly: "Then let's start the soup kitchen." ”
"Miss, wait a minute." Yan Bing took out a white veil from his sleeve and handed it to Ji Guan: "Miss, you still have to bring a veil, after all, there are many people with mixed mouths, in case something bad is spread out, Miss Yu has a bad reputation." ”
"You're still thoughtful." Ji Wan put on a veil as he said, revealing only a smooth forehead and a pair of clear and bright eyes like lake water.
Qin Zhao took Zhou Zheng and a few people to maintain order, and there was a team of people guarding around them, these refugees didn't dare to make a mistake, they lined up, stretched their necks one by one to look ahead, and the whole porridge shed was filled with an enticing smell of rice.
"Everyone line up, everyone has it, don't crowd, if there is anyone who cuts the line or disrupts the order, you will lose the qualification to receive food." Ji Wan raised his voice, glanced at everyone with cold eyebrows, and a few men who wanted to cut in line had to line up honestly when they heard this.
Qin Zhao couldn't help but glance at Ji Guan, although the refugees were pitiful, they could easily cause riots, and only by setting the rules could the darkness of human nature be curbed.
Ji Wan took the wooden spoon, personally scooped a bowl of porridge, took a piece of cake, and handed it to a little boy at the front.
"Thank you, Sister Fairy." The little boy swallowed a mouthful of saliva and took the food handed over by Ji Guan.
"Miss, the freshly cooked porridge is very hot, just let the slaves and maids come." Yan Bing saw that she was cooking porridge by herself, and couldn't help but persuade.
"Don't get in the way, just be careful, you guys are busy with yours." Ji Wan shook his head.
Due to the large number of people, Yan Bing and Xue also lined up in front of several people.
The people who took the food from them wept and thanked them.
Qin Can kneaded the dough with a sigh, as if he was treating the dough as Ji Guan, and exhaled with all his strength, the efficiency was extremely high, and the white and fat steamed buns were drawn outward one by one.
A group of people were busy in the rain, and the food was barely enough after two extra trips.
Halfway through the hour, the number of refugees in the queue is gradually decreasing, and of course, there are also refugees in other locations who do not know about the soup kitchen, so they do not rush over.
Ji Wan was tired enough, but his heart was full.
"Cousin Guan, let's take a break with a glass of water." Qin Zhao handed over a cup.
"Thank you, big cousin." Ji Wan didn't shirk it, took it and drank it directly, and his dry throat was finally more comfortable.
Qin Zhao's eyes flashed slightly: "My cousin's temperament is becoming more and more free, which is very different from usual." ”
"My cousin laughed, people always change." Ji Guan's complexion remained unchanged.
"By the way, eldest cousin, can my uncle tell you how the imperial court will settle these refugees? These people are so pitiful that they don't even have a place to shelter from the wind and rain. Ji Wan sighed, her ability is limited, no matter how much she can't do it, she can only hope that the imperial court will settle them as soon as possible, in such weather, it is very easy to get sick and lack of medical treatment, and if you get sick, you will almost die.
"That's not true, cousin don't worry, the emperor is a Ming monarch today, and there will be an ordinance promulgated soon, but my cousin is impressed by me today." The corners of Qin Zhao's mouth were slightly hooked, and he looked at Ji Wan with deep meaning.
"It's just a matter of pitiful for them." Ji Guan's expression was indifferent and he didn't want to say more.
"This girl, thank you for saving your life." As she spoke, an old woman in ragged clothes led a thin little girl to her, and then knelt down directly.
Ji Wan was stunned for a moment, and immediately squatted down to help them: "Old woman, you don't have to be like this, it's better to get up quickly when the ground is cold." ”
"The old lady asked the young man over there to know that the girl is the eldest lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and these grains are also prepared by the girl, the eldest lady is a fairy in the sky, so kind, there will be good fortune, the old woman has nothing to repay, she can only take her granddaughter to kowtow to you twice." The old woman refused to get up, and in the end, Qin Zhao pulled it up.
Ji Wan looked over there, Zhou Zheng scratched his head embarrassedly, and when the old man asked, he felt that it was not something and directly said Ji Guan's identity, besides, Miss Biao had done a good deed, and there was nothing that could not be said
"Old woman, the court will soon order you to be settled, I will give porridge here these days, and you can bring your granddaughter over every day."
After thanking each other, the old and the young helped each other to leave.
The refugees around heard their conversation, and they all looked at Ji Wan incredulously, it turned out that this Bodhisattva-like girl was so big, she was actually the daughter of the prime minister of the dynasty, but as a noble daughter, she personally gave them porridge, and she was so kind, which made them even more grateful to Ji Guan, and they couldn't stop thanking Ji Guan one by one
Qin Can kneaded the dough for several hours, his arms were too tired to lift up, and when he saw this scene, he rolled his eyes widely.
Hmph, he is also a famous boy in Kyoto, the steamed buns these people eat are still the noodles he kneaded with his own hands, why don't you come to thank him, all revolving around Ji Guan's vain girl, no vision!