The majestic ancient city washed by the rain is faintly full of vicissitudes and pathos.

Xijiangyue stood by the window, looking down at the poor people who were swarming in the city, her dark jade clear spring eyes were as cold as water, "It's another year of fishy wind, and the most innocent people in the world." ”

In the market, the yellow-skinned, thin-skinned, shabby people are surrounding a newly opened porridge shop, their eyes glowing green.

In the crowd, a skinny young boy looked at the old man beside him, his eyes were extremely bright, "Grandpa, where is the main home?" Rich? ”

The old man looked at the sail flag with the word "Zhengtong" in the book, and his cloudy eyes suddenly shone brightly, "This Zhengjia is the home of our first merchant in Dongyue, rich and rivaling the country, naturally rich." ”

The young child was puzzled, "Is it richer than Master Zhang in Cangzhou City?" ”

The old man stroked his grandson's withered yellow sideburns and said with a smile: "You'll know when you see it." ”

"Everyone, don't be impatient." In the porridge shop, a middle-aged man stood out, dressed in ordinary clothes, with a three-point smile on his face when he spoke, "Today, my son-in-law is willing to donate 200,000 stones of grain and rice to open a porridge shop here for three months to help the people of Cangzhou." ”

When the people in front of the shop heard the words, they were all overjoyed, shouting that the righteous and good people lived a long life.

But I heard the middle-aged man say: "It's just that the amount of relief needed this time is too much, and I bother the villagers and elders to come to receive the porridge with their household registration. After the man finished speaking, he pointed to the Gaomen Yafu not far away.

The people are puzzled, and they have to show their household registration to receive porridge! It's incredible!

But the hungry people in Cangzhou don't care about those, at this moment, anyone who can keep their stomachs alive, let alone show and apply for household registration, is to sell themselves into slavery, and they are also rushing to it.

Everyone went home to get the household registration certificate, and those who did not have household registration also rushed to the yamen, and the person with the household registration stepped forward with laughter.

Suddenly, the crowd appeared again in front of the Zhengtong porridge shop, and the fragrance of porridge was permeated, attracting the hungry people to look forward to it.

In the crowd, two slightly sturdy men, looking around, their eyes on their bulging dark cheekbones were deeply sunken and glowing green, and the two of them had just pushed away the old and weak women and children in front of them, and when they wanted to come forward to receive the porridge, they were pressed to the ground by several officials hidden in the crowd.

One of the officials, holding a token in his hand, said in a loud voice: "Mrs. Lu has an order, this time to receive porridge, anyone who does not follow the order will be beaten with a cane for thirty, and those who dare to disobey will be killed with a cane on the spot!" ”

As soon as this remark came out, those who wanted to cut the queue did not dare to make a mistake, and the efficiency of soup porridge was greatly improved.

The young boy held the black pottery bowl with a gap in his hand, and when he licked off the last grain of white rice in a small bite, he looked up at the head of the black pressure in front of the Zhengtong porridge shop, "Grandpa, half a month ago, Master Zhang's soup soup will no longer be open for seven days, this Zhengda good man said that he wants to give porridge for three months, how much rice grain does his family have to have?" ”

Although he has not seen the wealth of the Zheng family with his own eyes, the old man knows that the eldest man Zhang is not worth mentioning in front of this righteous son, "I heard those who go out to do business say that the money and grain of the Zheng family are comparable to the national treasury." ”

"Grandpa, when the dog grows up, he must go to the main house to find an errand, so that we won't go hungry again."

The old man's cloudy eyes were foggy, and his palm, which looked like the bark of a jujube tree, patted the top of his grandson's head, and he was very pleased, "Okay, good!" The dog has a chance to come. ”

Mu Yi, who has excellent ear strength, listened to the conversation between the old and the young downstairs, his eyes were slightly wet, he hugged the girl next to him tightly, and his voice whimpered, "Sister, Mu Yi misses grandpa." ”

Childhood memories gradually flooded into his mind, when he and his grandfather depended on each other, in order to avoid paying taxes before moving to the mountains, he still remembers that his grandfather hunted the most fat hare, but he can no longer eat it.

Xi Jiangyue's body was stunned, her heart tightened, and her thin lips pursed slightly.

After a while, she raised her hand and patted the back of the young man in her arms, but she was silent.

Seven years ago, in order to save Xi Jiangyue, who was seriously injured and unconscious, Grandpa Mu fell to his death while going up the mountain to collect medicine, and Mu Yi has become her younger brother since then.

At the same time, Zhengtong porridge shop, the third floor.

Cangzhou guarded Lu Zhitai too much, his temples were white, he bowed his hand to the young man who sat down, and gave a deep salute, "The old and decrepit generations of tens of thousands of people in Cangzhou, Xie Zhenggongzi helped him to live." ”

Sitting on the man who was only a weak crown, with a jade face and red lips, black hair and a robe, sitting on the ground, there was a three-point scholarly and elegant atmosphere in the wealth.

He stepped forward and held the old man with both hands, "Lu Taishou, this can't be helped." ”

Lu Zhitai is the Taishou of Cangzhou and is an official; Although the Zhengjia family is rich, it is the lowest status businessman in Shinong Industry and Commerce, and it is not in line with etiquette.

"If it weren't for the virtuous nephew who sent military salaries, grain and grass in time, supplemented the three armies, and helped the people, I am afraid that there would be a riot in this Cangzhou city within half a month." Lu Zhitai sighed that many years ago, when the war and natural disasters came, the scene of the people changing their children and eating is still vivid, "The virtuous nephew proposed the method of receiving porridge with real names this time, which is not only convenient for the management of disaster victims, to prevent uneven distribution of porridge, but also to find out the ears and eyes of other countries in Cangzhou, which is really a lot of gains." ”

"Lu is too conservative." Zhengshu Han Shulang's laughter made people feel like a spring breeze, "Although Shu Han is a businessman, he can't go into battle like soldiers to kill the enemy to protect the great rivers and mountains of Dongyue, but he is also the people of Dongyue, and the barbarians are overwhelming the territory, and he would rather put the country and the people first." ”

Moreover, the method of receiving porridge with his real name is not what he thinks, he is just giving some money and food.

Whenever he thinks of the girl who is outstanding and loves a veil of water and moon, his heart is like a drum.

Zhengshu Han had a smile on his face, and the thoughts in his eyes were fleeting.

"The virtuous nephew is really a righteous man!" These remarks came from the mouth of a businessman who valued profit over righteousness and was full of copper smell, and Lu Zhitai was impressed, "If his nephew wants to open a shop in Cangzhou again, he is willing to do his best." ”

After sending Lu Zhitai away, Zhengshu Han turned to look at the beauty screen in front of him, and said with a smile: "Jiang Yue, I owe you another big favor." ”

Lu Zhitai is upright and upright, and Cangzhou is a transportation fortress of various countries, and now the treasury of Dongyue is empty, and the Zhengjia is willing to exchange millions of stones and grain and grass for Cangzhou Taishou A promise, whether it is for the country or the people, or for the Zhengjia in the future, it is a business that only makes money and does not lose money.

Behind the screen, a jasper girl walked out.

With a plain dress, black hair and snow muscles, and only a pair of dark jade and clear spring eyes, people only feel that there is a stunning beauty painted next to her, but the color of fat and powder.

"Right now, you have a chance to repay the favor." Xi Jiangyue's voice was quite faint, not as eye-catching as her posture and bearing.

"It's an honor for Shuhan to be able to work for Jiang Yue." Han smiled and bowed his hand.

In the past, it was Xijiangyue who gave advice and gave him favors, and today, he finally has a chance to repay him.

Xi Jiangyue glanced at Mu Yi, who had slightly red circles under his eyes, and said, "Hai Dongqing." ”

With only three words in her mouth, it already makes people think of the god of ten thousand eagles soaring between heaven and earth, proud of birds of prey.