Qin Ya handed a bowl of thick hot porridge and two steamed buns to an old granny. She said in a warm voice, "Granny, please slow down. In the porridge shed over there, you can sit down and eat slowly. Don't worry."
The grandmother answered and said a few words of gratitude. Then she led her young grandson to the porridge shed. The people in the queue behind her walked forward with bowls.
Qin Ya also had a long line next to him. At a glance, there were all ragged people behind him. Rao Shihua asked several people for help, but they were still not enough.
Mo Shanghua is used to the busy life in modern times. She is not willing to sit and help distribute steamed bread and other things.
As for those who dare to take the opportunity to make trouble, there are only half of them. Just look at the soldiers near the porridge shed, they will be frightened. Where else will take the opportunity to make trouble.
"See, the steamed bread maker over there seems to be princess Yu."
"Really? Didn't you say she was vicious? Why do you come to make porridge in person? "
"If you're not sure, it's just acting to win people's hearts."
"No matter whether she wins people's hearts or not, you can see that the porridge can see the grains of rice. In the past, who would give up porridge so much? That's to say, I know it. "
"Yes, yes, those are just rumors. You haven't heard of the things a few days ago. The princess is not a bad person."
People inside and outside the city, looking at the simple clothes, personally outside the city for the refugees porridge on the street flower, eyes are glued to the above, whispering discussion, but the two places are far away, the street flower there can not hear a cent.
They are only busy with their own porridge. It's already an hour later.
Qin Ya took the flowers on the street and sat down to have a rest. Looking at the people in the porridge shed in the distance, she couldn't help sighing: "really poor."
said half way, she could not help but make complaints about it: "but they are miserable, and we are not going anywhere." Princess, I made the account book before I came out today, but you don't have much private money now. You are so generous. As long as you can have some soup, no one like you can cook a pot of porridge. I want to use that bag of rice. "
On the street flower smell speech but just light lift eyes, not salty mouth: "rice is little, that can also be called porridge?"? Can't you and I drink porridge like that? "
Qin Ya flattened her mouth. Although she agreed with her, she still said, "but princess, according to your practice, I'm afraid the rice and grain you bought won't last three days. Look, this is the account book made by my maidservant yesterday."
Say, she took out an account book and handed it to Mo Shanghua, thin eyebrow vexed tightly wrinkled together.
Mo Shanghua took over the account book and did not turn it over carefully. She turned to the last page and saw that there were two hundred taels of silver left on it. Then her face changed a little. She twisted the paper industry and turned over the front content carefully.
"I've been slack these days, but I haven't paid attention to them all the time." Wait to look over, the flower just closed account book, brow is frowning to open a mouth.
Although she still has dividends from grain stores in Wujun county and monthly expenses in the government, according to her current spending level, she is still a little stretched.
Seeing this, Qin Ya can't help shaking her sleeve and said, "princess, there's a reward in the house. It's not expensive to go out and walk. We can't just guard this mu of land."
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