Su Qing walked to Su Mansion and found that the wealthy families in Beijing more or less distributed old cotton clothes to the refugees and set up porridge sheds.

Although the porridge is not as rich and viscous as Sufu, it can at least be eaten.

Those refugees also don't care whether the porridge is good or not, they only care about whether they can fill their stomachs.

"Ya'er, I plan to make a greenhouse of vegetables to appease the refugees, hire the refugees to work, pay them, and help them survive this winter, you go back and ask your father if he is interested in joining. ”

Su Qing told her plan, but in fact, she was also selfish.

After the Ming Kingdom allocated funds to the south for disaster relief, there was not much silver left in the treasury. She let Emperor Yihong take a stake, and she also wanted to use him as her umbrella.

This winter is estimated to be very long, and there is grain to sell, but it is expensive to sell, and vegetables are even more priceless.

It is estimated that as soon as the greenhouse vegetables come out, they will attract rich people to buy them, not to mention the profits.

At that time, the money invested in it will be doubled back, but now that she is the richest man, if she is making a lot of money, it is estimated that she will be targeted.

So she pulled Emperor Yihong on the board, so that she was not afraid of those boring officials participating in her book, after all, Emperor Yihong's interests were also in it.

"Okay, I'll go back to the palace. As soon as Bellia heard about the plan, she knew that the refugee's affairs were more than half settled.

My father finally didn't have to worry about what to do with these refugees.

Bai Liya felt more and more that Su Qing was better, she was not only ten thousand times better than Liu Ling'er, but also much better than those young ladies who could only play piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

When Su Qing returned to the house, he saw those oilcloths, which were very large, and the width was about one meter.

She asked the embroidery lady in the house to sew the cloth according to the size of the shelf, and sewed a hollow rope belt two fingers wide on the cloth.

When the time comes, put hemp rope in the rope bag and tie it to the shelf.

The rope bag is very densely sewn, so I am afraid that the tarpaulin will not be able to withstand the weight of the snow on the shelf and slip off.

Seeing that there was nothing wrong with the embroidery girl, she continued to go to the study to learn some of her "Thirty-six Strategies".

Because of the refugees, she hadn't written for a while, but now that she has finally stabilized, she wants to continue to finish writing.

Lest there be a sudden war or something, Su Changyun went to the border to fight again, but she couldn't do anything.

"Miss, the master is back. If Lian'er hadn't come to call Su Qing, she wouldn't have noticed that the sky had darkened.