But he didn't dare to ask. Yu Wenyan came over with a sharp look: "Close the warehouse door."
Hou Hong became even more confused. He still didn't dare to ask, so he could only follow the instructions and locked the warehouse door carefully.
In the warehouse, only Fubao and Yuwenyan are left, and the smell of aged rice is very strong.
Fu Bao first took Yu Wenyan to the place where the rice was stored, "Look at it."
Now she is showing off her skills and showing off to her friends.
Yu Wenyan looked at it with a smile.
Fu Bao waved his hand, and suddenly, the huge amount of rice in the space was piled up in the granary like snow, filling it up like a hill.
Fu Bao walked up and said, "Look, the rice is from the past two years and it tastes very good."
She twisted a few grains and chewed them in her mouth. The rice smelled sweet, "It's delicious rice. It can also be used to make porridge in the future. You don't have to always eat multi-grain rice. Or you can also eat dry rice."
This much rice is indeed enough for Guifeng to eat for a while, so there is no need to save too much.
Yu Wenyan pulled her away and said, "It's not washed yet, don't eat it."
He put his hand on Fu Bao's chin and said, "Spit it out."
Fu Bao was stunned for a moment. Even at home, her family had never asked her to spit it out like this, and she still took it with her hands.
Fu Bao smacked her mouth and ate it all. She couldn't spit it out at all. She opened her mouth and said, "Ah~ It's gone."
Yu Wenyan was amused, so he took back his hand and said, "You are not allowed to eat raw food."
"Okay." Fu Bao answered him perfunctorily, and took Yu Wenyan to the place where the wheat was stored. He waved his hand, and countless wheat fell down. "This is more troublesome. To grind it into powder or to remove the shell, you need to grind it into powder."
Feng has figured out a way on his own, but I can't."
Yu Wenyan nodded, so much wheat is enough.
"Okay Fubao, keep it for yourself, these are enough." Yu Wenyan knew that Fubao might have known something beforehand, so he prepared so many temptations in advance. However, he did not point out that if these could be Fubao's life-saving food one day
, he didn’t want Fu Bao to take out too much because of Guifeng.
Yu Wenyan is selfish, and he also wants Fu Bao to protect him.
Fu Bao shook his head and said happily, "It's okay, there are a lot of them."
She brought out a lot of dry food and whole grains one after another. She also brought out a lot of sweet potatoes, "Sweet potatoes are so sweet that they taste good when boiled in water or porridge!"
Fu Bao slapped his head, "Ah, there's more, seasoning~!"
Fu Bao happily took out a large amount of coarse salt, dried chili peppers, and some rock sugar. "People still have to eat salt. If you don't eat it, you can't do it. You won't have the strength."
Yu Wenyan couldn't stop shouting at her, Fu Bao couldn't get tired of it, so Yu Wenyan could only let her go.
Fubao also brought out some of his own meat. It wasn't too much, but if you save a little, everyone in Guifeng City could get some minced meat. There were also various eggs, goose eggs, and smoked meat.
fish and shrimp meat. These were all put into the stream of Lingquan before. Now there are many fish and shrimps to eat. They live a long life, and the Jiang family is not short of food.
Then there are fruits and vegetables, but these must be placed separately on the other side. After all, they contain water. I am afraid that the granary will be too wet and affect other grains, which may easily cause the grain to become moldy.
Fubao didn’t take it out for the time being. However, Mrs. Jiang and the others had previously made all kinds of pickles, pickles, pickles, sauerkraut, etc., so Fubao still moved a lot of big jars out. “These dishes are delicious.
, you can also put some in the porridge shed so that everyone can enjoy the taste. It will be better."
After all this last night, Fubao finally felt that it was almost done.
She put her hands on her hips and nodded with satisfaction, inspecting these things like trophies. "Okay, let's go, but how can I explain it to Hou Hong later?"
Yu Wenyan said quietly: "I'll come."
After opening the warehouse door, Hou Hong was about to turn around and salute, but when he saw the contents of the granary, he was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped and his eyes almost fell out of his head.
"This, this, this, what is this! Oh my God! Oh my God!"
Hou Hong's knees softened and he knelt down on the spot, stammering: "Sir, Crown Prince! Princess! What's going on!"
Yu Wenyan glanced at him with disgust and said softly: "God appears."
Such a very insincere sentence made Hou Hong's face stiffen for a moment, "...Sir, I am forty-eight this year, not eight..."
Yu Wenyan looked over with cold eyes, "Princess has come down to earth, why don't you thank her quickly?"
Hou Hong was frightened to death by him. He quickly turned his head and made three loud noises!
Without any hesitation!
"Thank you princess! Thank you princess! The princess is our lucky star in Guifeng! Heavenly fairy! I will definitely remember the good things of the princess!"
Fubao was so frightened that he took three steps back and shouted, "Yu Wenyan, we are leaving soon, what are you talking about..."
She pouted, with a hint of anger in her tone.
Yu Wenyan curled his lips and squeezed her hand, "Hou Hong, do you know what to say and what not to say? Huh?"
Hou Hong lowered his head, "Your Majesty, you can save yourself by lowering your official position!"
Yu Wenyan then left with Fu Bao. After they left, Hou Hong looked at the grain in a warehouse with bright eyes and laughed silently with his mouth open!
Food!
It’s all food!
So much food!
Guifeng is saved!
He was so happy that he rushed in. After being intoxicated for a while, he was sure that this was real and not a mirage, let alone his imagination.
When he came out again, he was the calm and reliable parent officer again.
"Here comes someone!"
Hou Hong called his men, "Hurry up and distribute today's food! Everyone can get a little more minced meat, pickles, and dried chilies! Also put some salt in the porridge!"
The subordinates were frightened by this grand gesture, "Sir, this..."
Hou Hong's eyes widened, "Don't ask why, just do it!"
"yes!"
So, that day, all the homeless people in Guifeng City had the best meal ever! It had salt! It had pickles! Everyone had a smile on their face, they were extremely happy and satisfied!
As for Wei Cheng, Hou Hong secretly opened a small stove for the prince and others, with extra eggs and some chicken legs.
Brother Jiang Qi and others, who knew exactly what happened, were eating their meals and silently watching the conversation on the home panel.
[Mrs. Jiang: Why is there less food? Fubao, is that you, Fubao? 】
[Clan Chief Fu Bao: Yes! Grandma, our Guifeng almost ran out of food, hahaha! I just moved some, not too much, not too much. 】
[Mrs. Jiang: Have you exposed your ability? 】
[Clan Chief Fu Bao: Well...it's okay, no one knows, don't worry. 】
She subconsciously felt that Mrs. Jiang would be worried if she told the truth, so she said something ambiguous.
Mrs. Jiang did not continue to ask questions, but only asked about Jiang Qi and the others.
[Mrs. Jiang: Boss, where are your brothers? Are they okay? 】
[Jiang Qi: Mom, we are all fine. 】
Immediately afterwards, several aunts also began to worry and ask.
The Jiang family members answered one by one.
This kind of dialogue happens every day. If the issues in the south are not resolved, the Jiang family has trouble sleeping and eating, and they cannot relax at all.
Knowing that Jiang Qi and the others have no symptoms yet, and that they are not infected with cholera, the Jiang family can feel a little relieved.
[Clan Chief Fu Bao: Don’t worry, the problem will be solved soon. 】
It was useful for Fu Bao to talk at home. She said there was no problem, and Mrs. Jiang and others gradually felt relieved.
Immediately afterwards, Jiang Qi communicated with Mrs. Jiang about the situation in the capital, and his expression was very ugly.
He exited the conversation and almost finished the porridge in his hand.
Even though they are in a sorry state now, the Jiang family brothers still look like they are extraordinary and not ordinary people at first glance.
Jiang Qi looked at the prince who was a little uncomfortable but still forced himself to drink the porridge bit by bit. The eight-year-old boy's eyes were as determined as a wolf and a knife.
Jiang Qi asked softly: "Your Highness, if the cholera is resolved soon, will you... go back to Beijing directly, or..."
Wei Cheng sneered, "Go back directly. If the court finds out, we may be dead if we don't get there halfway."
Yes, Wei Cheng also saw his father's face clearly.
It took a month just to let him die.
The emperor of the Tian family has many heirs. What does it matter no matter how much he likes a son? The emperor has many sons. Sons are just tools that he can use. If the tool is broken, it will be broken. If it cannot be used, it will be completely destroyed. Exploit
Doing the last bit of value is what the emperor wants.
Wei Cheng suddenly glanced at the Jiang family brothers, and then said: "The Jiang family is also frightened. If I gain momentum, what will you do?"
This is a naked question about the position of Jiang Qi and others.
Jiang Qi lowered his eyes, and then for the first time, the Prime Minister of Qingfengmingyue showed a fox-like smile, but his eyes were as cold as knives.
"Then... pay homage to His Majesty."
The prince smiled.
The firelight reflected on their faces with different expressions.
A crisis is slowly taking shape.
[Author's digression]: Prepare to form a team to push down the tower~