That night, Lin Feng didn't sleep well.

Hearing the sound of the Taoist priest burning things in the kitchen, it was very strange, why did he still burn things after three shifts in the middle of the night? Is it to harm him?

Lin Feng turned over and stood up with a grunt.

The suspicious Lin Feng slowly walked over to take a look.

If he wanted to harm him, Lin Feng would slash that Taoist priest with one sword.

Through the crack in the door, Lin Feng saw what kind of paper the Taoist priest was burning, and it should be worshipping someone.

The Taoist priest had words in his mouth, and Lin Feng wanted to lean over to listen, but he was discovered.

The Taoist priest's surprised gaze shot straight at him again.

Lin Feng had no choice but to walk out of the door.

"Childe, what are you doing? Observe me? The Taoist priest was puzzled and angry, "I took in Childe, and Childe still has to be suspicious of me?" ”

Lin Feng said: "From the moment I entered the door, you have always had a surprised expression. It's the middle of the night, why aren't you sleeping, but you're burning these things? Don't you think it's going to wake people up? ”

The Taoist priest said, "It turns out that I woke up you, Childe." I'm sorry. It's just that I'm here to pay tribute. Originally, I didn't want to pay tribute, but you look too similar, Childe. ”

Lin Feng said, "What is too similar? Who are you talking about? ”

"Like Bai Cuizhi, the old woman of the Bai family." The Taoist priest was not lying.

"Bai Cuizhi? Why like her? Lin Feng said, "Could it be that you recognize me?" ”

Lin Feng still has Lin Zhongchao's mask, so that Taoist priest must know Lin Zhongchao?

The Taoist priest nodded, "A few days ago, Zhou Jinxuan came to me to ask this question. I didn't refuse, though. ”

The scorching sun was in the sky, and the river was almost dry, revealing a whole area of the bottom of the riverbed, and the stones and debris that had sunk at the bottom of the river were also exposed.

At the foot of the mountain, the well where water can be taken out has become the place that people are most concerned about, and almost all the time, there will be a large group of people surrounding the well, some to draw water, and some to take care of the well.

"Let's get in, let's get in." A group of victims, including men, women and children, banged on the gates of the capital, looking very tired.

"Let them in."

In this natural disaster, manpower cannot be violated, but manpower must always be exhausted.

Knowing the miserable life of the victims, Zhou Zhengzheng was the first to sit still.

No matter what the others were, the soup kitchen at the gate of Wu Guogong's Mansion was immediately put up.

"The porridge should be thickened." Zhou Zhengzheng specially explained. "Keep them fed."

And when dividing the porridge, Zhou Zhengzheng also stood at the front in person.

"Come, bring the bowl." Zhou Zhengzheng said to an old man with a smile.

The old man was very excited, and handed over a bowl with a missing corner with both hands.

Zhou Zheng slapped a thick spoonful, glanced at the old man, and asked someone to take another empty bowl and scoop a big spoonful.

The old man bowed excitedly. But Zhou Zhengzheng's face was not happy.

Looking up, the victims have formed a long line, and even if the porridge is all distributed, some people will still not be able to eat it.

In the face of so many victims, more people need to come forward.

Zhou Zhengzheng handed over the matter of distributing porridge to others, and after changing his clothes, he personally visited several people with heads and faces in the capital.

"Yo, what kind of wind blew Miss Zhou here?" A rich man surnamed Wang personally came out to greet Zhou Zhengzheng.

"Wang Yuanwai is really busy, there are so many victims in the capital, you don't even know it." Zhou Zheng teased a few words, and his eyes did not let go of Wang Yuanwai, staring straight at Wang Yuanwai.

Zhou Zhengzheng is well-known for his ability, and now that Zhou Zhengzheng has come to the door in person, Wang Yuanwai also knows that he can't run.

"If Miss Zhou has any orders, just say it, and I will do it." Wang Yuanwai almost patted his chest and spoke.

Zhou Zheng didn't spare the circle anymore, and said straight to the point, "Every day in the future, you will have to give 500 bowls of porridge every day at the door of your house." ”

Wang Yuanwai is a notoriously miserly, but in front of Zhou Zhengzheng, he also nodded obediently, otherwise, Zhou Zhengzheng would have other ways to let him pay this money.

Other wealthy businessmen and tycoons in the capital, seeing that Wang Yuanwai cooperated with Zhou Zhengzheng to start giving porridge for disaster relief, began to follow suit.

For a time, the fragrance of white porridge was everywhere in the capital.

It also attracts a lot of birds.

Zhou Zheng also asked people to set traps, and after killing these birds, they were also used as food for these victims to eat.

Because of the large number of victims and the height of summer, Zhou Zheng sent people to dig several latrines to prevent filth from flowing around.

Although the livelihood of the victims of the disaster has been temporarily guaranteed, it is inevitable that some of them still have evil intentions.

When several people went to steal at night, they were caught and handed over to Zhou Zhengzheng.

"Don't you feel ashamed to eat porridge during the day and steal at night?" Zhou Zhengzheng's angry face showed sharp eyes.

"We were wrong, and we are willing to accept punishment." Several people kept their heads down, not daring to look at Zhou Zhengzheng.

Although he has admitted his mistake, this is also a matter of killing chickens and monkeys, and Zhou Zhengzheng locked up these people immediately.

If anyone commits another offense in the future, they will be punished more severely.

In the middle of summer night, the starry sky is dotted, and on the ground, the lights of thousands of homes are also dotted, revealing the warmth of the world.

Zhou Zheng was wearing a light green dress, sitting in the courtyard, the breeze blew, and Zhou Zheng's black hair fluttered, like the light willow branches by the river in summer.

"Try this again."

Zhou Zheng pointed to a plate of grapes on the stone table.

"Hmm." The maid nodded, and according to Zhou Zheng's meaning, she took the juice of the grapes and mixed them into the sake.

"It's delicious, it's delicious." The maid tried it first, and said to Zhou Zhengzheng excitedly.

Zhou Zheng also picked up a green glaze cup and took a sip gently.

The mellow aroma of sake and the sweetness of the grapes are blended together, which not only dilutes the excitement of the sake, but also gives the sweetness of the grapes a more aftertaste.

"Yes, this one stays." Zhou Zheng also nodded with satisfaction.

The maid hurriedly wrote down this recipe on a piece of paper, one penny of sake, and two grapes.

This is Zhou Zhengzheng trying to make some summer drinks, drinking too much tea and flower tea, and occasionally changing the taste, which is also needed.

In addition to this grape, Zhou Zheng also determined the compatibility of chrysanthemum and sake, and the bitterness of chrysanthemum has also changed a flavor under the harmony of sake.

In the early morning, with the sound of birds outside the window, Zhou Zhengzheng gradually woke up, and last night unconsciously, he drank too much.

Zhou Zheng rubbed his temples, and his head was not so heavy.

After breakfast, Zhou Zhengzheng was about to go out, when suddenly the servant brought a bag of things.

"Miss Zhou, someone at the door asked me to give this to you."

Zhou Zheng looked at it, and it was clearly Lin Zhongchao's handwriting.

"What about the man?"

"It's gone, it's a little boy."

Thinking that Lin Zhongchao was here, Zhou Zhengzheng's heart rippled, and he couldn't help but feel a little lost.