Don't think that the buckwheat will let go of Huyanjin.

"Senior brother, I drank something particularly delicious today, and I specially brought a pot back for my senior brother to taste," Hua Qiao enthusiastically took out a cowhide water bag, pulled out the lid and handed it to Hu Yanjin's mouth.

Hu Yanjin didn't doubt him, and took a big sip of it...... Then he frowned and smiled bitterly: "This is bean juice, it doesn't smell good, I specially explained to Xiao Gao and reminded you not to drink this thing, I can't get used to it, why do you still think it's delicious?" ”

"Huh? He didn't remind me! It's hard to drink! I'm throwing up! Glad! You come out for me! ”

The buckwheat is puffing.

Hu Yanjin: I ......

After two days, Hua Qiao had already forgotten about the bean juice, and she hadn't done what she wanted to do. Seeing that it is getting colder and colder day by day, Sister-in-law Liu has also brought back the newly made cotton robe yesterday, and has been complaining that the handiwork in the store is not as good as her own.

Hua Qiao took her newly made melon skin hat in her hand and played with it, and asked the girl who was doing needlework in the house with a fire cage:

"Xiao Jiu, Ah Rui, you say, where are the most beggars in the Jingshi?"

"Girl, are you going to give soup to the kitchen?"

Ah Rui remembers that every year before the winter solstice, those nobles have to go to several city gates to give porridge, first, there are many beggars gathered at the city gates, and second, it is convenient for homeless people and civilians outside the city to come in and receive it. She used to go to the queue with her sisters to receive porridge and steamed buns, and if she was lucky, she could queue up twice.

"Soup kitchen?" Hua Qiao doesn't understand this, Baoying doesn't have so many beggars, and there is no need to set up a special porridge shed for porridge.

"Yes, girl, just build a shed, cook porridge in a very big pot, steam steamed buns, and beggars and homeless people who have no food will line up to receive food." Xiao Jiu explained.

"What a great idea!"

Hua Qiao jumped up, threw the melon skin hat in her hand on the soft couch, and ran out of the house to find Sister-in-law Liu. She's going to give soup to the kitchen, won't she be able to see the beggar? Even if Xu Jiugong was not at the door where she gave porridge, the beggars would quickly bring him a message.

When she saw Xu Jiugong, she would be able to know the secret of that piece of phoenix brocade and the secret of her life experience.

Sister-in-law Liu is instructing the two cooks in the kitchen what ingredients to cook and what dishes to cook. Seeing Hua Qiao running in, he smiled and said, "What do the girls want to eat again, send Xiao Jiu and them over to say it's not done?" I also ran it myself. ”

"Sister-in-law Liu, I want to go to the city gate to give porridge, what do I want to prepare?" Hua Qiao asked.

Sister-in-law Liu thought for a while and said, "Yo, that's really going to add a lot of things, the pots used at home are not suitable, so you have to add something else, and you have to add some spare ones to the bowl." There are also porridge sheds, stoves, and firewood, all of which have to be done by men, and there are rice noodles, which is not a small amount, and the girl should plan carefully. ”

When the buckwheat heard it, her head was big, and she thought it was easy, but she didn't expect it to be so troublesome.

When Hu Yanjin came back in the evening, when he heard her, he smiled and said:

"What's so hard about that? Today, Taisun also said that this winter is very cold, and there are so many beggars in Jingshi, I am afraid that many people will die in winter. You build a porridge shed to give porridge, although it is only for a few days, and the symptoms are not cured, but the porridge shed can not be demolished, and the beggars can also have a place to shelter from the wind and snow and boil hot water. ”

Hu Yanjin went to apply to the imperial grandson to keep the porridge shed until the beginning of spring next year. Zhu Zhanji said with a smile:

"Is the buckwheat going to the soup kitchen? She had compassion. In this way, Lone will launch it among the ministers, let everyone contribute money and efforts, set up a few more porridge shacks, and there will be a place to place beggars. The porridge shed in Hua Qiao is counted in the account of Taisun East Palace, there are few people in your house, and letting Li Fu find someone to help you can be regarded as taking the lead alone. ”

It is a good idea to rescue the beggars and displaced people, and there is no need for the court to pay a tael of silver.

"Really? The grandson agreed that the porridge shed would be left for the beggars to use until spring? That's great! Hua Qiao smiled, but she didn't pay attention, and she also helped her brother save money to build a shed.

The emperor's grandson said that he would do it, and soon announced the standards of the porridge shed, and called on the ministers to contribute money and efforts to share the worries of the imperial court. Hu Yanjin also set up the first porridge shed in the name of the emperor's grandson.

As soon as the porridge shed of the grandson was erected, several ministers next to him followed suit and also set up.

Steward Liu recruited a few more small servants and added large cooking utensils, and then Zhang Luo entered the venue.

"Steward Liu, how long will it take for the porridge?"

Hua Qiao looked at the more and more people outside the porridge shed, and was a little anxious. The smoke has been up for a long time, but the pot is big and watery, and it will take a while to boil. Two stoves cook porridge, two stoves steam steamed buns. The buckwheat is helping to make noodles, and her face is still stained with flour.

"Ouch, my aunt, there are fires on both sides, you stand next to it, the pot will burn you for a while, and you will cry again. It's all right, you go to the table and wait, and it's over. ”

Hua Qiao walked to the table with a long spoon and looked out, there were not a few beggars lined up outside, but there was no figure of Xu Jiugong. However, he is the helper, and there is no reason to line up to receive porridge, so I can only hope that he will see himself first.

Steward Liu commanded the little servant to lift the porridge and steamed buns, and shouted beside him: "Arrange up, come one by one, this is the grace of His Royal Highness the Imperial Grandson, everyone has a share, don't squeeze!" ”

Several bowls were stretched out in front of Hua Qiao at once, and she was a little in a hurry. Xiao Gao, who was standing next to him, looked at it, snatched the spoon of the buckwheat and said, "Go and make steamed buns." ”

Steamed bread? Steamed buns are also not easy to make. As soon as she handed one out, she was snatched back by Hanako, who had already received the steamed bun in front of her.

"Hey! How can you do this! ”

Hua Qiao is still wearing men's clothes today, but she is not wearing a hat, and she deliberately shows the green hosta hairpin on the bun. As soon as she screamed, the people behind her craned their necks to look at her.

Sure enough, Hanako noticed the hairpin on the head of the buckwheat, and soon, the Hanako who took more steamed buns wilted his head and honestly returned the steamed buns.

Hua Qiao looked at the black handprint on the steamed bun, and said angrily and funny: "You don't have to pay it back, even if you eat one more, you will be punished for standing next to you to maintain order!" ”

"Okay!" The beggar laughed as if he had been rewarded.

Two or three more people who got steamed buns also took the initiative to manage the team in the back, and the front of the porridge shed was not only orderly, but also laughing. The porridge shack next to it was obviously much more chaotic, and many homeless people who couldn't wait flocked to the table, shouting and screaming.

Steward Liu glanced at the buckwheat who was handing out steamed buns next to her: This girl has the ability, even Huazi listens to her?

When Hua Qiao was concentrating on making steamed buns, a group of people entered the porridge shed from behind, and someone patted Hua Qiao's shoulder, and when he looked back, it turned out to be the emperor's grandson! Xiao Qi took over the buckwheat's work, and she followed the imperial grandson to the porridge shed.

Hu Yanjin took out a handkerchief and handed it to her: "Your face is full of flour, are you worried that others don't know that you made steamed buns?" ”

Hua Qiao grinned and grimaced at him, and asked Zhu Zhanji while wiping his face:

"Why are you here? It's such a cold day, and it's a lot of chaos here, what if you collide? ”

"Am I so squeamish? Besides, this porridge shed also has my share, how can I show my heart if I don't show my face? "Zhu Zhanji hasn't seen Hua Qiao for a long time, and he feels very kind when he sees her. He looked around and asked strangely:

"Why are the Hanako in line here so qualified? There was no queue to rob, and next to it was the porridge shed of the Ministry of Rites, so I didn't see a little politeness, righteousness and shame. ”

Hua Qiao blinked, pretending to be stupid and shook her head, so sincere that even Hu Yanjin almost believed it.

Liu Fu said with a smile: "That is naturally the kindness of His Royal Highness Taisun, and the gratitude of the Huazi homeless people will be like this." ”

Zhu Zhanji nodded with satisfaction, and said to Hua Qiao with a smile: "You have done a good job in building a porridge shed, and Lone will reward you well." Lone has to go, otherwise, it will be troublesome to be seen by the side and come over to kowtow. ”

As soon as he left with his front foot, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites was informed, and he hurriedly came over with his son to kowtow.

But it was empty.