Qing Mulan originally wanted to ask about Ninth Princess and Jin Feng, but Ninth Princess either changed the subject or simply refused to answer and ate with her head down.
Qing Mulan was so angry that she stamped her feet, but had no choice but to leave.
Looking at Qing Mulan's back, the Ninth Princess put down her chopsticks and sighed slightly.
She knew what Qing Mulan wanted to ask.
I just want to ask when she and Jin Feng are going to get married, and what will happen to Guan Xiaorou and Tang Xiaobei.
Based on the Ninth Princess' understanding of Jin Feng, it is impossible for Jin Feng to abandon Guan Xiaorou and Tang Xiaobei.
The trial of having breakfast in Xihewan also proved this point.
Therefore, the Ninth Princess never mentioned this issue to Jin Feng at all.
She already knows the answer.
Avoiding Qing Mulan's question is just because he doesn't want to destroy the current tacit understanding.
Back at Jinchuan Chamber of Commerce, Ruan Tongjie was still waiting at the door.
Seeing Jin Feng coming back, he quickly came to greet him.
"Sir, how is His Highness's condition?"
"The doctor said the problem is not serious."
Jin Feng jumped off his horse and handed the reins to Liu: "Look for someone to get us some food. We are starving to death."
After running around all day, I had a bowl of noodles at Zhou Youda.
Kita Qianxun and Da Liu were the same, their stomachs had started to growl for a long time.
"The food is ready, I'll have it delivered right away."
Ruan Tongjie said quickly.
"Okay," Jin Feng nodded and led Bei Qianxun, Da Liu and others towards the restaurant.
A group of people, regardless of master or servant, gathered around a large round table with a pot of noodles in the middle, drinking loudly.
Kita Chihiro also put one foot on the stool.
After being trained by the big family for many years, she has become accustomed to waiting for her boss to finish eating, then silently find a corner to squat and eat.
When he first followed Jin Feng, Tang Xiaobei asked Bei Qianxun to have dinner with her, but she was still unwilling, feeling that Jin Feng was trying to win people's hearts.
Later it was discovered that Jin Feng was completely different from other nobles.
Many nobles are very particular about their food and clothing. Even when they go out, they must pay attention to everything.
But Jin Feng didn't care about this at all.
On the way back from the East China Sea, Jin Feng's food and accommodation were exactly the same as those of the bodyguard.
When I'm hungry, I take a bowl of noodles from the big pot, grab two garlic cloves, and squat on the roadside to devour them.
Even if he and Tang Xiaobei sometimes ate together in the tent, they did not turn on the small stove secretly, but still ate from the big pot.
I originally thought that Jin Feng was just like this when he was on the road, but when he arrived at Xihewan, he discovered that the same was true at Jin Feng's house. Eating was very casual, without the red tape of other wealthy families.
Gradually, Kita Chihiro got used to and fell in love with this lively dining atmosphere.
The little girl she brought with her was now assigned to the school in Xihewan. She ate, lived and studied with Xiao'e every day. Bei Qianxun gradually began to accept and trust Jin Feng from the bottom of her heart.
Jin Feng finished a bowl of noodles and when he was filling up the rice again, he found Ruan Tongjie still beside him and asked, "Is there anything else?"
"The government sent someone today to inform us that the grain merchants have dropped their false accusations against the chamber of commerce. We can open a grain warehouse tomorrow."
Ruan Tongjie said, handing over a stack of documents.
"Master Qing acted quickly enough. He caught someone yesterday and dropped the complaint today."
Jin Feng nodded: "Find a way to inform the outside of the city to send a batch of food to Zhoujiazhuang tonight. In addition, inform Miss Linglong to have her people ready and follow me out of the city early tomorrow morning."
With food in hand, disaster relief can officially begin.
Zhoujiazhuang is Jinfeng’s first pilot project.
Whether the Huimin loan will work depends on Zhoujiazhuang.
Early the next morning, Jin Feng took Zhu Linglong and dozens of bank clerks and left Xichuan City through the Xicheng Gate.
When they arrived at Zhoujiazhuang, Zhou Youda had already gathered the people in the open space.
At the edge of the open space, there is also a row of temporary sheds.
Behind the shed are carts of grain.
"Folks, Mr. Jin is back. From today on, everyone can continue working!"
Zhou Youda stood on a high platform, holding a tin trumpet and shouting.
Jin Feng also smiled and climbed onto the high platform, waving to the people.
"Mr. Jin is back, great!"
Most of the people in the audience were victims of the disaster who were captured by Danzhu, and they were no strangers to Jin Feng for a long time.
I heard that Jin Feng was lured to the East China Sea, and the people were extremely anxious, fearing that Jin Feng would be in danger.
Now seeing Jin Feng come back well, everyone waved their arms in response to Jin Feng's greeting.
Zhou Youda had people knock the gong several times before he finally suppressed the noise of the people.
"I believe your family is almost running out of food, right?"
Zhou Youda raised his loudspeaker and shouted: "The granary of the Jinchuan Chamber of Commerce has been unsealed. Mr. was worried that everyone would be hungry, so he sent someone to send a batch of food to our Zhoujiazhuang overnight!"
"Mr. Jin is really a living Bodhisattva!"
"Yes, my family has been eating one meal a day recently, and we will run out of food in a few days!"
"My family ran out of food yesterday!"
"We are lucky. We worked in Mr. Jin's factory and saved some food. My father-in-law's family has been starving to death for a long time. Even if you have money, you can't buy food!"
"Yes, thanks to Mr. Jin!"
"It's good that Mr. Jin is back, but even if we start working today, we won't be paid until next month. My family only has enough food to eat two more meals. How can we survive until next month!"
"Believe Mr. Jin, he will definitely find a way!"
The people used to work on Jinfeng's construction site, and they had some food at home.
The construction site stopped some time ago, and they relied on the little food to survive this period.
Just as I was worrying about what to do next, Jin Feng came back.
This gave them hope again.
Sure enough, the next thing I heard was Zhou Youda holding a loudspeaker and shouting: "Folks, sir, I know that we don't have much food in our houses, so you can take the bankbook of Jinchuan Bank and advance the food as wages!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the open space began to boil.
In the current situation in Sichuan and Sichuan, even if you have money, you may not be able to buy food.
Jin Feng not only paid wages in advance, but also settled in food. It can be said that he saved the lives of many victims and their families.
Many people cried and kowtowed to Jin Feng.
If someone takes the lead, someone will follow.
Soon, the open space was filled with people kowtowing.
"Mr. Zhou, what should I do if I don't have a passbook from Jinchuan Bank?"
Some people shouted anxiously.
"The people from the bank are already here. If you don't have a passbook, we can do it later!"
Zhou Youda shouted: "But I want to put my ugly words at the beginning. The grain you received today was loaned to you by your husband, not given to you. You have to work to repay it, but you can't run away with the grain!"
"Mr. Jin is now willing to lend us food, which means he has saved our family's life. If I run away with the food, will I still be considered a human being?"
"Mr. Zhou, don't worry. In this world, where can you run to earn food? Even if you beat me to death, I won't be willing to run!"
The people patted their chests and pledged their support.