The master was sighing just now, I don't know what is going on, is there anything Zheng can help with?"

Zheng Shiru continued to look for a topic, and it was his decided idea to contact Fahai and make friends, so naturally he had to contact more, and if he didn't have a topic, he had to find a topic.

"Master Zheng's eyes are like torches!"

Monk Fahai hesitated and then spoke: "The abbot has discussed with us and other monks, I am afraid that this rain will wash away many houses, and we and the disciples of the Buddha are compassionate, so we naturally want to help sentient beings."

But Ganquan Temple is weak in small births, and I am afraid that it will not be enough to provide relief, even if it is a porridge shop, it will not be able to open a few, a drop in the bucket!"

"The master wants to help the victims! I have a way to ...... this."

Zheng Shiru's eyes lit up, Xiangyang City's current business is Qian Duguan, and it is Bai Qing'er who secretly controls everything, of course, no matter which one is a member of the Yin Sect, so Yin Gui controls Xiangyang.

In the past, it was naturally solved by the imperial court, but now that the imperial court is almost finished, Qian Duguan is ready to wait for Jia and Gu, reputation is necessary, and relief is naturally necessary.

This monk Fahai wants to mix and sell him a face to increase his efforts to ensure the effect of relief, which is not difficult for the City Lord's Mansion, so Zheng Shiru is already planning something.

......

After continuous rain, Xiangyang finally ushered in a cloudy day, no longer raining, although it was still cool, but at least there was no rain.

During the rainy days for more than a month, Xiangyang and the surrounding areas were not lightly affected, and many poor people's houses were damaged by various reasons, and many people directly lost their economic resources and struggled to survive.

Xiangyang was affected by the disaster, the people suffered, the price of rice and grain in the city has risen to an outrageous level, and the city lord's government sells a limited supply of grain every day, so as not to let the price of grain be too high and really out of control.

Xiangyang is also a big city, and Qian Duguan protects Xiangyang well, compared with most cities in the troubled times, the environment is much safer than most cities in the troubled times, and many rich families have gathered.

Many of these big families who came to Xiangyang were not locals, they had no foundation, and there was nothing in peacetime, and when they encountered this kind of chaos, they could only be slaughtered.

This matter is also operated by the City Lord's Mansion in the back, there are many wealthy businessmen in Xiangyang, Qian Duguan and the Yin Sect are also greedy for money, as long as there is no big mess, maintain good order and don't really mess up, the City Lord's Mansion Qian Duguan actually doesn't really have the idea of rectifying it vigorously.

But it is still strictly managed, just using appropriate means to beat these big families and have to cut some meat, help maintain urban order and so on. Otherwise, it's just that Qian is not pleasing to offend others, what is he trying to do!

On the streets of Xiangyang City, a few bald heads with monks' robes were giving porridge, and when Zheng Shiru arrived, Fahai was also helping.

"Master Zheng!"

Fahai saw Zheng Shiru bowed slightly, and then sent steamed buns with a smile on his face, and the porridge shop team bottomed out when there was not much food, but fortunately, probably all the hungry people had at least a bowl of porridge to drink, so as not to starve to death.

"Master!"

Zheng Shiru stepped forward and lowered his voice and said: "Tomorrow, the city guard is going to arrange for people to give porridge and grain in the south of the city to relieve the victims, but this is in the name of the city guard himself, not the city guard's mansion, the master is interested in taking care of it." ”

Monk Fahai naturally nodded and said: "My Buddha is merciful, the city guards are merciful, this is the luck of Xiangyang, and the poor monk is duty-bound!"

"The master is intentional, and this couldn't be better. ”

Zheng Shiru also smiled, and wooed the monk in front of him, but someone gave him the task!

......

In the early morning of the second day, porridge shops were erected on the streets outside the Tibetan Qing Pavilion in the south of the city.

Zangqing Pavilion is the residence of Mrs. Qing outside the city lord's mansion, this lady Qing is said to be the country is fragrant, is the city lord Qian Duguan's confinement, has never wanted to see outsiders, the city lord is very close to her, almost responsive.

The scale of the porridge shop set up in the south of the city is not small, the prepared porridge can insert a lot of chopsticks, it is very thick, the conscience of the porridge at the time of the catastrophe, the steamed buns of white flowers, and even some pickles.

In the past few days, the rain disaster in Xiangyang City is not too difficult, and there are not many people who are really completely out of food and have no food.

However, most of the poor people's ability to resist pressure is really weak, as soon as they hear the news of the righteous porridge shop, most of them will go to make up, before the Ganquan Temple and other temples to help, now the south of the city is the same, a lot of victims, beggars, are to the south of the city, the streets outside the Tibetan Qing Pavilion gathered over.

At this time, the form of disaster relief is basically the same, a big spoonful of porridge, a small steamed bun, and some pickle leaves are considered side dishes, which is already a very good treatment.

Although the damage caused by the rain disaster is not very serious, and the loss of houses and livelihoods is really relatively small, many of the victims who have come over are already looking sad and worried.

This disaster not only caused some poor people to collapse their houses, but the continuous rain also caused beggars to lose their harvest, and they were all skinned and bone-in-one.

In the face of relief, some of these 'disaster victims' were silent, some were grateful, and some were discussing...... This kind of charity will definitely gain some fame, which is normal.

Zheng Shiru is fully responsible, naturally he does not forget to promote Qian Duguan's reputation, nominally he is still a good subordinate of Qian Duguan, so he naturally has to think about the main family.

The street was noisy, and there were a lot of victims lying down in the makeshift shanty, and they were chewing on steamed buns and porridge one by one.

"Mr. Zheng!"

A cold voice came from behind, and many people stopped, including the victims who were waiting for food and cooing with hunger...... Just because the one behind him is so beautiful.

"Mrs. Qing!"

Zheng Shiru turned his head and saluted Bai Qing'er.

Bai Qing'er returned the salute, and then said to Jiang Shaofeng: "I've seen the master!"

"Hello Mrs. Qing!"

Monk Fahai nodded in salute, but the doubts in his eyes still existed, and Bai Qing'er, who was paying close attention, found out.

After Bai Qing'er said hello, she joined the team distributing food, which was a bit of a sensation for a while, and gained the reputation of a female bodhisattva.

A certain demon girl was also a little speechless, she has always attached little importance to these false names, and paid more attention to real interests, but she never thought that one day she would be called a female bodhisattva. You must know her background, and Buddhism is a big enemy, and she has always been-for-tat.

Bai Qing'er came to another team before handing out steamed buns, and the steamed buns pinched by the jade hand were sent out, and I don't know if it would be more fragrant, anyway, it attracted a lot of people.

The monks Fahai and Zheng Shiru are still in the team here, one is giving porridge, the other is cooperating with the food, and they talk a few words from time to time, it seems that there are some things that need to be exchanged well.