Chapter Ninety-Four: The Jinshui Post House is destroyed

Lin Xing's porridge is brown rice, and the wowotou given is also made of cornmeal.

Although it can fill the stomach, the taste is greatly reduced.

Some of the refugees waited in line for half an hour, but when they saw something like this, they shook their heads, took a step back and said they didn't want it.

Ben also wanted to make trouble, but with the prince in charge, he could only bow his eyebrows and run to the side.

When Su Xiaoxiao heard such news, she was very satisfied, and ordered a few people to go to the county magistrate to publicize it loudly, saying that what Su Xiaoxiao gave was a big white steamed bun made of fine noodles, and the porridge she gave was also a big and plump rice porridge.

Such attractive conditions made most of the refugees in front of the county run away for a while, and those who stayed were some old natives who had experienced the great drought and flood, they were not happy with their legs and feet, and they were experienced, and they were not in a hurry to hold brown rice porridge to drink, because there were few people, they could ask for a few more bowls.

Lin Xing was a little curious, and asked when serving the porridge: "Why don't you go to the Jinshui Post House, the porridge noodles there are ten million times better than mine here." ”

The old man only snorted lightly: "The old man has experienced so many years of disasters, who wants to do good deeds and give porridge, and who wants to compare, I can see at a glance." ”

"Then you mean that my mother wants to do good deeds?" Zhao Jie asked casually, his gaze fell on the old native's lap, "Don't deliberately say good things because it's inconvenient to go." ”

When the old natives heard this, their eyes widened, and they stood up and walked a few steps back and forth: "Even if I don't walk fast, it only takes an afternoon to walk from the county magistrate to the Jinshui Post House, why did I deliberately say good things?" ”

After looking Zhao Jie up and down, the old native sat down: "For the sake of you being a child, I don't care too much about you, but you must know that refined white rice, even if it is not a disaster, few people can eat it." ”

The old native crossed Erlang's legs and said comfortably: "It's going to be a big mess!" ”

Seeing that Zhao Jie still looked a little disbelieving, Zhou Yan chuckled, picked up the clothes on the back of Zhao Jie's neck with one hand, rode a fast horse and said, "Take you to see a good show." ”

The two drove fast horses, but they arrived at Jinshui Station in half an hour, Zhou Yan was not in a hurry to inform Su Xiaoxiao, he only took Zhao Jie, exercised lightly, and went up a big tree, asking Zhao Jie to watch quietly.

The people around the Jinshui Post House have blocked two streets, and the local people in other places have received the news, these people heard about Su Xiaoxiao's kindness when they were on the road, and they were grateful to Dade, but Su Xiaoxiao prepared a total of two bowls of porridge and twenty cages of steamed buns, and now the porridge and steamed buns have bottomed out, and the number of people receiving the rice has not decreased.

There are even some young men in their twenties and thirties, with hands and feet, who are burly and have shiny eyes, and where they look like they have been eroded by the flood, but the real yellow-faced and thin-skinned victims are squeezed into the outermost periphery, watching others eat in a hurry.

People have been gathering for about an hour or two, and the original praise for Su Xiaoxiao has all turned into complaints at this moment.

Everyone agreed that Su Xiaoxiao was deliberately amusing them, and walked from here to the magistrate to get Lin Xing's porridge, it was already past noon, and Lin Xing should have dispersed a long time ago.

Come and go, it's still them who are hungry, Su Xiaoxiao is sincere, right?

Su Xiaoxiao's favorability fell rapidly, Su Xiaoxiao saw it in his eyes, was anxious in his heart, and in desperation, he had to grit his teeth and continue to allocate rice and noodles from the warehouse, asking the victims to be calm and not impatient, and they would cook another pot.

The restless crowd calmed down for the most part.

After waiting quietly for about two quarters of an hour, the steamed buns and porridge that had just come out of the oven were snatched up again, because of the large number of people, Su Xiaoxiao couldn't even remember the face, she could only shout weakly in the crowd: "One for each person, we must have quality and education." ”

Quality, upbringing?

It was all after a full meal and drink, everyone had been hungry for many days, and they had done their best to maintain the last dignity.

In desperation, Su Xiaoxiao could only grit her teeth and continue to allocate rice noodles.

Almost all the little two in the restaurant and the post house are busy in the back kitchen, and some of the guest officers who originally lived in the post house are not happy, where did Xu Ke think that he just lived in a post house There are so many incidents, he can't go out now, and he can't eat, he sat downstairs for two hours, and he didn't see a little second responder to him.

Because of yesterday's incident, Xu Ke was dissatisfied, and now he feels even more unhappy.

He grabbed Su Xiaoxiao, who was sweating profusely from the back kitchen with a basket of steamed buns, and said: "Shopkeeper, if you are not ready, don't be in a hurry to give porridge, even if you are kind, now do you have the image of a good person?" ”

These words hit Su Xiaoxiao, she lowered her head, clutched the steamed bun in her hand tightly, and cried: "I didn't expect this thing to become like this, I ......"

Before the words fell, one person had already rushed in, snatched the steamed bun from Su Xiaoxiao's hand, and shouted loudly outside: "There are steamed buns here, big guy, come quickly!" ”

At this time, even if Li Ke was outside, he couldn't calm down.

Su Xiaoxiao was pushed to the ground, Li Ke was angry, and pulled out his saber, he didn't mean to shock the victims, but he didn't want the people in front of him to scream: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has killed someone!" ”

The word murder has always been terrifying among the people, and now seeing the saber in Li Ke's hand, where does everyone still have the ability to think, but in the blink of an eye, the news that "Li Ke is dissatisfied with the huge cost of soup porridge and killed people in Jinshui Station to vent his anger" has spread all over the crowd.

"Your Royal Highness the Prince, don't delay your reputation because of my mistakes, you quickly put away your sword and leave here." Su Xiaoxiao fell to the ground and said in a low voice.

Li Ke had no choice but to do so.

Su Xiaoxiao is important in his mind, but his reputation is related to his father's opinion of him, and it is also related to his future imperial career, he can't regard this as child's play.

Li Ke left, the chaotic victims became even more rampant, they broke into the Jinshui Station, whether it was the back kitchen or the guest officer's room, all of them were smashed open, and the food inside was looted, and some were even more greedy, and they rolled up a lot of money.

Zhou Yan's eyes deepened, although he could see that Su Xiaoxiao's move was just for comparison, but this was not a reason for those people to be presumptuous.

What's more, now that the door plaque of the Jinshui Post House has been smashed, some innocent people have been involved.

He put two fingers in his mouth and whistled.

An hour later, the officers and soldiers of the county magistrate have arrived.

Su Xiaoxiao's hair was messy, she sat on the ground, her face was covered with ash, her hairpin was pulled out, her clothes were torn, Zhou Yan jumped down from the tree, pushed Zhao Jie, took off Zhao Jie's robe, and put it on her.