Zhuang Rou rode straight to the place where the victims were outside the city, and it was impossible for the soup kitchen to be at the gate of the city, which would block the crowd entering and leaving the city, which was very dangerous.

And if the food is not good and the food is not enough, everyone rushes into the city in a swarm, and maybe they will smash and loot the ordinary people.

As long as the little county king is not stupid, it is impossible to do such a thing at the gate of the city, and Zhuang Rou believes that he still has this brain.

Sure enough, when she arrived at the shed area she had demarcated when she left Hongzhou, she saw a soup kitchen with a lot of structure. Obviously, the soup soup is given once a day, but now it is early in the morning, but it is already full of victims, and there is also smoke curling there, and a fragrance is blowing in the face.

Zhuang Rou grabbed the horse and sniffed it vigorously, this smell turned out to be meat!

Yes?

She was a little puzzled, if the porridge was given early in the morning, how to spend a day, this was not to be placed in the afternoon, everyone could sleep peacefully after drinking the porridge. In the morning, I can see it at dawn, and it is convenient to go out to catch some mice and grasshoppers, and dig up some bark and grass roots to fill my stomach.

Moreover, how can there be a smell of meat, could it be that someone in the city was buried or married, and he deliberately made two pigs to share with everyone?

When she was a homeless person, if she met someone who sent meat, it was a terrible scene, and it was common to beat people to death in order to get a piece of meat in front of the line.

But today, although the air was filled with the smell of meat, she didn't smell it and drooled as someone who hadn't eaten in the morning, and she didn't see the victims fighting for meat. One by one, they were lined up neatly, and the children were also chasing and playing with ruddy faces, and they were very happy.

Zhuang Rou thought of something violently, his face suddenly changed, and he hurriedly hit the horse and came to the soup kitchen.

The officials were busy with their work, and they hired a lot of helpers, and the officials of the Disaster Relief Department were in charge of keeping an eye on the people. When they looked up, they saw Zhuang Rou coming on horseback, and they quickly greeted her, and said happily: "My lord, you are back!" ”

"Oh, it's back." Zhuang Rou sat on the horse, stunned and looked at the soup kitchen of the official mansion, twenty or thirty steamers stacked with ten layers were steaming, and the fragrance was blowing in the face, and there were people behind the shed who were working hard to make steamed buns.

In the dozen cauldrons is a thick porridge that cannot be poured with chopsticks, almost similar to dry rice. Each person has a bowl of thick porridge and two fragrant vegetable and meat buns, and when you bite into it, a stream of soup can flow down the corners of your mouth.

In addition to these two things, a large pot of pickles is placed there, and everyone can clip a chopstick, which is better than Zhuang Rou when he went to run errands.

All the victims were happy, not half of them were yellow and thin, this was the most energetic and fattest victim Zhuang Rou had ever seen.

At this time, a child was playing with a bun and his friends, and accidentally fell to the ground, and the bun fell off his hand and rolled out on the ground.

The child cried loudly, and a woman ran out with porridge, dragged him up and beat him a few times, and cursed: "You little rabbit, what are you running!" ”

"Buns, meat buns......" The child cried with snot and tears streaming down his face, pointing to the buns on the ground and crying.

"What else are you picking up, it's all stained with so much mud, don't do it!"

The woman scolded and scolded, dragged the child to the soup kitchen, cut into the queue and said, "My lord, my bun has fallen, and the child is not sensible, so give him another one." ”

The handyman took out a bun and handed it to the woman, who would not have been in a good way. But at this time, Zhuang Rou was watching from the side, so he smiled and asked the child to be careful, but don't fall off again.

Zhuang Rou sat on the horse and watched this scene, then got off the horse, and the official next to him quickly led the horse. She walked over to the dropped bun and bent down to pick it up.

There was a lot of mud and dead grass on the bun, and she picked up the grass on it, bounced off some large pieces of mud, patted it and took a big bite.

The official of the Disaster Relief Department hurriedly persuaded: "My lord, this bun is dirty, and there are still a lot of buns over there. ”

Zhuang Rou didn't speak, but just ate the bun in a few gulps, staring at the victims. From their faces one by one, it finally fell on the woman with the child and the bun.

Her eyes were too terrifying, and the people were already a little afraid of officials, so she couldn't help but feel furious. And she actually picked up dirty buns on the ground to eat, this is an official, look at those officials who are so respectful to her, she must be a big official.

The officials are all people who eat fragrant and spicy food, and this person is willing to eat dirty buns that they don't even want, so there must be a demon in this abnormality.

The officials of the Disaster Relief Department all felt a chill in their backs, this sister is not easy to fool, it is said that she is still full of concern for the people. But she couldn't think of what she had done to make her angry.

Suddenly, Zhuang Rou grinned and smiled with Bai Sensen's teeth exposed, turned around and walked into the soup kitchen, dragged a chair and sat down, "Let's hear it, how is the disaster relief arranged now?" ”

The officials glanced at each other and exchanged glances, and then the steward of the Disaster Relief Department stepped forward, pursed his lips, and said, "My lord, now according to the order of Lord Zhizhou, three meals a day will be provided to the disaster victims. Before, it was just a bowl of porridge, two steamed buns per person, and a little pickles. ”

"A few days ago, there was an extra amount of disaster relief silver in the treasury, thinking that winter was coming soon, and improving life could make everyone stronger and better to survive the winter. The weavers have been arranged to do it, and these days it is still three meals, but it is porridge and buns in the morning and evening, and scones are provided to everyone at noon. ”

Everyone thinks it's okay to eat this way, sometimes it's white porridge, and occasionally there is vegetable porridge. With the meat in the bun, it's not a vegetarian diet all day. The main thing is that there is no big fish and meat, no gossip will be made, and the victims can eat comfortably.

Thinking about it carefully, there should be nothing wrong with this, except for the helpers who were still distributing buns and porridge, the officials all stopped what they were doing, and all came to Zhuang Rou to stand here.

Zhuang Rou glanced at everyone and said lightly: "From tomorrow onwards, there will only be one porridge a day, one pot of ten catties of rice, and two multigrain steamed buns per person." If you lose it, you won't make up for it, and only one child will be given. ”

"Ahh My lord, isn't a pot of ten catties of rice gruel? The official hurriedly asked, "Lord Zhizhou's request is that the chopsticks are plugged in and not fallen, and the ten catties can be photographed." Besides, I only eat one meal a day, I'm afraid I won't be hungry. ”

"Nonsense, how can it be possible to shine on people. The multigrain steamed buns are hungry, all with rice and white flour, you have a banquet! Zhuang Rou was immediately angry, what kind of disaster is this saving, according to this way of eating, at most half a month, 300,000 taels will have to be spent!

What to eat after that, do you want to eat people!

The officials are stupid, this time it has been reduced so much?

The helpers and the homeless people who were in front of the queue for porridge and steamed buns all heard it, and they all looked at Zhuang Rou, and they didn't dare to imagine, shouldn't girls be kind?

This is just now, unlike Lord Zhizhou, who is not going around to check the people's situation, and also treats the sick victims and sends medicine, and takes care of the people who give meat and rice, and they will soon deduct the disaster food.

Lord Zhizhou is like a god descending to earth, where is like this woman, she is simply an evil ghost in the world, and she doesn't treat the disaster victims as human beings at all.

Everyone subconsciously glanced at the buns in their hands, which meant that from tomorrow onwards, everyone would no longer have thick porridge and meat buns to eat, but would eat gruel and hard-to-swallow grains......

Zhuang Rou stood up and said, "Just such a meal today, the afternoon cake and evening porridge will be free." The victims don't need to eat so well, as long as they can live, they all eat like this, after this month, will they all eat the soil? ”

Before she could finish speaking, an object was thrown at her from among the victims. She reached out and grabbed it, and found that it was a bun, and the crowd also shouted, "The dog officer wants to detain our food and kill this dog officer!" ”

The news of the grain deduction immediately spread among the victims, and everyone shouted together, "Kill the dog officer, return our food, and kill her!" ”

The officials were suddenly very nervous, could it be that the people had changed!