"It's okay if you're serious about it. Even the carriage is going to be dismantled. Can't you live a good life?"
No matter how puzzled Zhou Quan was, Louyang and the others had no intention of stopping for a moment. Soon, with their efforts and the materials they brought, ten simple porridge sheds were erected on the ground.
It also attracted a large number of refugees to watch.
They have seen the kind-hearted old man in the city come to give porridge.
I’ve seen quite a few.
But most of them come, unload some food and then leave?
Even if there are very few nobles who are willing to stay, they can just set up two or three porridge shacks, distribute the food they brought, and then leave. How could there be people like these people who built ten porridge shacks in one go?
Even the carriage he was riding in was dismantled?
The refugees had doubts in their eyes, and more and more people gathered together, obviously wanting to see what these people were going to do.
"Okay, if everyone still has the strength, go and collect some dry firewood. You have also seen how many of you there are. If we start giving out porridge later, there won't be enough firewood to help everyone.
Let's all eat." Su Shi shouted loudly as he saw more and more refugees, but they were all standing there and no one came forward to help.
Su Shi's voice was very loud, and when it reached the ears of the refugees, an older man asked with an expression of disbelief on his face, "This little noble man, what did you just say? You said that we can all eat it"
Serve the meal.”
"Yes, we can all eat it. Don't worry, I have sent people to transport food into the city. You just need to pick up more dry firewood and wait in line for a while." Su Shi said firmly.
Su Shi said this. Some of the surrounding refugees believed it, and some did not. But many people still went to collect dry firewood.
For them, Su Shi's words are a kind of hope. In order to survive, they can only give it a try.
The porridge shed was set up, and then the iron pots were set up. At this moment, the clay figurine Zhang and Lao Youtiao also rushed over with the grain they had just bought in the city.
It's ten cars long. Normally, it's enough food for three to four thousand people for a day. But they didn't expect that there would be so many refugees. The old man couldn't help but say, "My dear, my dear."
With so many people, I’m afraid the food is not enough.”
"Of course it's not enough." At some point, Su Shi came to them in a wheelchair and was pushed by Yue Siling. "You have also seen that there are too many refugees. If you go to buy food, just tell the grain merchants to buy food.
If they are sent to us, we can give them more money. Also, we can buy more meat and vegetables. These people are in such poor health that it is difficult to make them healthy with just dry food."
"Okay, Master." Clay figurine Zhang and Lao Youtiao agreed in succession, then took the stack of jiaozi handed over by Yue Siling, turned around and left quickly.
"Big Horn, come here." Su Shi waved to the distance again, and Big Horn, who had already become involved with the refugees, trotted over.
"What are your orders, Master?"
"You'll be like this for a while..." He whispered a few words quickly into the ear of the loudspeaker.
"Oh? Oh." Big Speaker first looked at Su Shi doubtfully, and then nodded quickly.
Su Shi asked him to explain clearly to the refugees that he got the food, and also find a way to make the refugees express their gratitude to him after eating the porridge.
This is supposed to be the right thing to do, and people always repay their kindness. Not to mention the refugees who have never had any human rights and have been looked down upon.
But why did Su Shi give special instructions?
Da Xiaoxuan was a little confused, but since it was Su Shi's order and he was good at dealing with all kinds of people to spread the news, he should just do what the young master said.
The first batch of grain arrived, and a lot of dry firewood was also picked up by the refugees. The ten large pots began to burn. After a while, the aroma of rice spread to the surroundings.
Seeing this scene, all the refugees knew that the young man in white was serious.
Ten big pots!
Ten carts of food!
Fireworks were set off in front of everyone, and more and more refugees began to gather towards this moment.
"Everyone, please line up and don't crowd. Otherwise, it will waste all of our time. Also, don't forget, the one who is giving you porridge today is Master Su. If you want to thank him, just thank him."
The speaker stood in the crowd and spoke warmly to the refugees around him, giving the impression that he was one of the refugees and that they had known each other for a long time.
Word spread, and after a while, everyone knew that the porridge they had today was given by Su Shi, who was sitting in the strange chair. At that moment, the refugees who had eaten the hot porridge from broken bowls came to Su Shi one after another.
In front of Shi, they took the initiative to bow to express their sincere gratitude.
After the first person did this, the others immediately followed his example. Now, in addition to queuing up to get porridge, the refugees also had to queue up to thank Su Shi.
It is said that Su Shi's porridge is completely different from other porridge givers. Others' porridge has more water and less rice grains. In contrast, Su Shi's porridge is more dry and less thin.
This is Su Shi's consideration for the stomachs of the refugees. He has already told everyone that in the afternoon, he will give everyone some dry rice, with vegetables and even meat.
Meat!
The refugees had not eaten meat for who knows how long, and they seemed to have forgotten the taste of meat.
When they heard the news, all the nearby refugees rushed over. The other porridge sheds were instantly empty. Even the porridge shed set up by the Kaifeng Prefecture soon had no one in front of it.
The changes here attracted the attention of a red-faced man.
This man has thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a beard. As soon as he stands there, he gives people a sense of selflessness.
He is none other than Bao Zheng and Bao Qingtian, who has many folklore stories in later generations.
Bao Zheng, courtesy name Xiren, male, was from Hefei, Luzhou (now Feidong, Hefei, Anhui Province), and was a famous official in the Northern Song Dynasty.
Bao Zheng once served in Kaifeng Mansion and was transferred to the position of Prime Minister at the beginning of this year. When he was in office, he often gave porridge here. Today he was not on duty, so he thought of coming to help. He was looking at
The scene of giving porridge to Su Shi.
Out of curiosity, Bao Zheng, who was dressed in civilian clothes, just brought a captain and casually came to the gathering place of the refugees.
When he saw a refugee from a distance eating happily with a bowl full of gruel, he unconsciously felt a little hungry, so he said to behind him: "Zhang Chao, you are hungry.
What? Why don’t we also try how his porridge tastes?"
"Okay." Zhang Chao agreed without surprise.
My master is like this. He never thinks that because of his official status, he is more noble than others. On the contrary, he always hangs out with the people, and he often eats wherever he goes.
Zhang Chao quickly ran back to the porridge shed in Kaifeng Mansion, took out two clean porcelain bowls, and then followed Bao Gong to stand in the queue of refugees.
Clay figurine Zhang and Laoyoutiao were still very fast. When they had enough money, merchants selling grain and meat in the city came to deliver goods to their door. Without the pressure of transportation, in a short time, rice
The vegetables and meat were put together, piled up like a hill.
The refugees saw all this, and they were all very excited. When they got the gruel and came to Su Shi to say thank you, they became even more sincere.
Sitting on the wheelchair, Su Shi looked at the people arriving with a smile on his face. From time to time, he would say a few words of concern for the refugees, such as whether they had enough to eat. If not, they could continue to fight for a while. In short, they must be full.
until.
In fact, Su Shi was already happy in his heart.
Sure enough, giving porridge to the refugees worked. In this short period of time, he received thousands of faith points. This allowed Su Shi to find an excellent way to increase faith points. If this continues, I am afraid that he will have to use
It won't take long before you can unlock more redemption interfaces.
Su Shi was happy here when he suddenly heard someone shouting, "Hey, who are you? Why are you here getting porridge?"
As soon as the voice came out, it attracted the attention of many people. Especially those refugees who had received porridge before and had been temporarily full. They all looked over because they had nowhere to vent their energy.
Things like pretending to be refugees to receive porridge have happened before. It seems that some people in the city, whose family life is not rich, will go out of the city during meal time to see if there is a chance to make a living.
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But there are very few such people after all. The distance from the city to here is not far, so traveling so far just for a bite of rice or porridge that you may not necessarily get is not worth the gain.
"What's going on?" Su Shi also looked over, and then heard another retort, "What are you talking about? Our master will not come to drink your porridge, he is just curious."
"Hey, if you want to return your master, he must be some kind of big shot, right?" A refugee said with a sense of ridicule. After all, those who can be called masters are either rich or noble.
The young attendant seemed to want to say something more, but was stopped by the middle-aged man, "Okay, let's not drink porridge anymore and go meet this kind man who is giving porridge."
Someone wanted to see him, and when he saw that the porridge was almost ready, and then he had to prepare for lunch, Su Shi couldn't help him much, so he said to Lou Yang who came to report: "Okay, please invite him over."
Su Shi was also curious, what kind of master wanted to infiltrate the ranks of the refugees? Is it true, as the play said, that there are no officials who can experience the suffering of the people?
Bao Zheng came, and when he saw Su Shi sitting in the wheelchair, he first felt surprised in his eyes, and then he thought of something and said, "This must be Tongzhi Lang Su Tianyou. I'm Bao
Zheng, Bao Xiren." This chapter has been completed!