When it comes to the difference, the most important thing is to stutter.

In just a few days, everyone found that the points they earned from working were now better than money in Shouling County. They could not buy much serious food even if they took money. Now, except for the low-priced food sold by the government, the price of food was so high that people trembled their legs when they heard it.

But the points earned are real and can be exchanged for food.

They never thought that the county government could make the relief grain so well. For example, the buns in the food were cooked black, but they knew that they were all mixed noodles. When they were eaten, they were not as smooth and delicious as fine white noodles. Instead, they were a little rough, but the taste was outstanding. The roughness wrapped with rich and salty bone residue meatballs were gently teared between the lips and teeth, which almost instantly caused all the feelings in a person's mouth, which was indescribable.

Not to mention that when ordinary people celebrate festivals and good times during the year, they rarely eat such good things, which should be said to be almost none.

How can ordinary people have free money to go to restaurants?

Everyone says that the food in this dynasty is the best in the world. The ones that may be enjoyed are all the powerful people in the capital? The peddlers and pawns may not have eaten enough in their entire lives, and they don’t know what chicken soup tastes like. But Gu Xiang’s food made with the simplest and most crude ingredients is not perfunctory, and each has a taste comparable to that of a top restaurant.

Such delicacies enter the stomachs of the residents of Shouling County, and it instantly makes people feel that everything they do becomes pleasing.

It turns out that the work of repairing the city wall is not tiring at all, and the errands of cleaning the streets are very fulfilling.

The literati and scholars sat by the dilapidated city walls and taught dusty elderly and children. It was a pleasure to learn to write their own names by learning words.

In just a few days, there were more vendors on the street. Although the government was responsible for the distribution of food, everyone still had to wear clothes besides eating. Winter was coming, and there was also charcoal fire. Even clean spring water was needed. People could not eat for three days, but they could not drink water for three days. The vendors closed their doors for too long, which not only did their own livelihoods not settled, but also affected the normal operation of the entire county.

On this day, Gu Xiang and Magistrate Wang had just visited the garrison situation, but when they came back and walked to the street market, they didn't ride horses. When they saw that the market had recovered a little angry, Gu Xiang chuckled, looked at the sky, and simply called the maids beside him to find a pavilion and sit down to rest.

County Magistrate Wang was amused and crying: "Your Highness the Princess is really... very interested."

The master not only sat down, but also prepared tea and snacks, but also set up an easel to start painting.

Gu Xiang wrote quickly and the lines were simple, but the drawing was not simple at all. The entire Shouling County was vividly displayed on paper. The scene of the people working together to clean up the mess. The painting was vivid and vivid, which made people feel real at first glance.

"Not only do you have to draw, but after this incident, I also have to carve a stele and record it." Gu Xiang smiled, "Miss Wang, aren't you always worried about your life as a magistrate in your life? In the current situation of our county town, everyone can see that we are facing a crisis, but even if it is a crisis, it is an opportunity."

"If Shouling County successfully overcomes this difficulty, Magistrate Wang will naturally have the greatest contribution."

County Magistrate Wang: "I dare not take it, I have no contribution. At that time, I was ready to perish with the city. If I really ruined my life, the traces that I, Wang Buzhou, left in history in the future, will definitely be a joke. It is all up to the princess to arrive in time and turn the tide."

Gu Xiang didn't listen to what he said at all. He gently stroked his pen and showed the scene of Magistrate Wang wearing an old official uniform and carrying an old man home.

Magistrate Wang's face turned red: "..."

Gu Xiang smiled: "What's so shameful? Did I draw something wrong?"

She turned her head and said to Xiao Lingyun: "Let me print my paintings and make them into tabloids and send them to the people for free. The wine is also afraid that the alley is deep. Our Magistrate Wang is not bad at all. We have not been promoted until now. I think it has something to do with him not promoting himself."

Xiao Lingyun responded solemnly.

Magistrate Wang was so embarrassed: "Don't, I, I was carrying this old man in my arms, and I fell down after only three steps. It was the Snow Eagle Female who helped lift him up, so I didn't throw him to the ground. I didn't have the face to brag about this."

The group laughed out loud.

Just as I was joking, I suddenly heard someone beside me sighing lazily: "I want me to tell you that there seems to be nothing wrong with this bandit making a fuss like this."

Gu Xiang and his friends immediately turned around and looked.

There were several elderly people sitting opposite, all of whom looked like they were sixty years old, wearing gauze clothes and dark skin. They were obviously ordinary poor people.

The old man who spoke was thin and his voice was quite high: "The rice ball I ate this morning is called Shaomai. I heard it was a snack from the south. It smelled so good. I held it in my mouth for a long time and couldn't bear to swallow it. An old man like me could actually taste so good. I thought, "Come on the bandits, come on, they will kill them if they like to kill them. An old man who lived to be seventy years old. It's worth eating these full meals before he died."

Before he finished speaking, he held the book in his hand. Xiao Siming, a young clerk of the county government, who happened to pass by, suddenly stopped, stepped forward and walked to the old man's side, and whispered loudly: "It's nothing wrong with you saying that the bandits are coming? Shouling County City directly or briefly introduced this time, a total of 537 people died at the hands of bandits, with an average age of 21 years old."

The accent of these words was crisp and high. In an instant, Gu Xiang, Wang Magistrate and others all looked up.

"That's right, this young man is right. Brother, you are selfish. I'm not afraid of bandits. After all, I'm also an old man, but those bandits attacked the city and even scrambled to make trouble. How many younger generations have we died? They were also born by their parents. If their parents heard you say this, they wouldn't be angry to death?"

The old people suddenly became quiet.

Magistrate Wang breathed a sigh of relief, gently brushed his forehead, and felt a cold sweat in his hand - fortunately, some people were wise.

"Si Ming is really good, he is a good young man."

Several maids also responded: "A small official who is as good-tempered and well-educated as this young man is rare in the county government."

"This old man is too disrespectful. He speaks in public without any restraint. Humph, he is disrespectful to me."
Chapter completed!