After the three yuan and the third, the ministers angered the ceremony and the music collapsed

Chapter 199 Giving
It feels like 100 years have passed, and the porridge in the pot is finally cooked.

A pot of thick thick porridge is out of the pot.

This is many times thicker than the porridge distributed by the government and those rich families.

You can see the rice still floating on top.

Like the porridge distributed by the government, you need a big iron spoon to stir it again and again before you can see some rice grains floating up.

Just at this time, Jiuqi also came back, carrying two big cloth bags in his hands.

Putting down the cloth bag, he went out and brought in the food box.

Just now, when Jiang Zhao saw the bowls of these homeless people, there were some stains inside, which were too dirty, so he asked Jiu Qi to buy some bowls and come back.

Everything was brought in, Jiang Zhao said loudly.

"Everyone, the porridge is ready, let's eat."

Almost instantly, everyone got up, even some disabled homeless people, they all lay on the ground and crawled forward, for fear that the porridge in the pot would run out if they slowed down.

Everyone rushed to the front. When they were cooking just now, they saw that there were two big bags of rice in it. This porridge must be very fragrant.

"Don't squeeze, there is enough porridge for everyone to share."

This group of people was too crowded, and Jiang Zhao's shouts were buried in the crowd.

If Wei Xiang hadn't been in charge, this group of people would probably have grabbed it directly.

Let these people line up properly, with the elderly and children at the front.For some disabled people, Jiang Zhao served them bowl by bowl.

Several people worked together, and Si Mubai served porridge in a bowl.

Jiang Zhao put some of the leftovers from lunch into the porridge, so that the porridge would have a little taste.

Then each bowl of porridge comes with big meat buns that Jiuqi bought outside.

These big meat buns were collected in Jiuqi after visiting several bun shops. They were all delicious big meat buns that had not been cooked for a long time.

Si Mubai handed over a porridge bowl that was already full of porridge, and Jiang Zhao deftly put some vegetables in it.

They took a bite of the noon dish and didn't eat much, so there was still a lot left.

Jiang Zhao picked up two chopsticks and covered the porridge.

A full layer of dishes exudes a tempting aroma.

Everyone in the ruined temple received a big bowl full of porridge and a big meat bun, and there were layers of vegetables in the porridge.

But there was still some porridge and meat buns left in the pot, but not much vegetables left.

Jiang Zhao and the others also filled a bowl for themselves.

Since I ate a lot at noon, I only filled half a bowl.

Holding half a bowl of porridge, Jiang Zhao glanced at the homeless people around, and she also covered her own porridge with a layer of vegetables.

Then learn from them and stir the vegetables into the porridge.

"Whoosh-"

Like them, snort a mouthful of porridge.

At this time, the tramps all gave a knowing smile.

There are really not many people who do good deeds like Jiang Zhao and the others.

Everyone came to say thank you.

"Thank you gentlemen."

"Several gentlemen must live a long life."

"I will pray for the gentlemen in my heart, and pray for the long life of the gentlemen."

"Thank you so much for allowing Yuanzheng to have hot meals."

"The gentlemen are really good people."

……

If it weren't for Jiang Zhao and the others, this Yuanzheng, they would definitely be hungry.

"It's okay, as long as you are full."

Jiang Zhao and the others replied with a smile.

At this time, a child came over with an empty bowl in both hands, and said timidly.

"Lang Jun, can I have another bowl?"

The child looked about seven or eight years old, and he didn't know why he became a homeless man.

But half a child, eat me to death.

A child who is growing has a great demand for food every day, but he can only eat one meal when he is hungry.

A head of hair is like a dry hay.

His face was sallow, his cheeks had been sunken from hunger, and his whole body was skinny.

Jiang Zhao bent down, took the bowl in his hand, and gave him another bowl full of porridge and a big meat bun.

Then, Jiang Zhao and the others shared the rest of the porridge.

He left some rice noodles for them, and the pot for them to cook.

Then Jiang Zhao and the others left the ruined temple under the reluctant eyes of a group of homeless men.

Back home, Jiang Zhao already felt a little tired.

Sitting slumped on the chair, she didn't even want to move a finger now.

In the evening, Jingshuilou came to deliver the meal on time.

Dinner is richer than lunch.

A few people only picked up a few chopsticks for each dish, and their stomachs were already bulging.

Slumped in a chair.

"belch--"

Hit a long full belch.

Jiang Zhao let out a long sigh, he was really overwhelmed.

The dishes on the table are the same as when they were just delivered, without any change.

Let's clean it up later.

For now, take a break.

In the evening, there was a burst of lively noise outside.

There must be some activity in Yuanzheng today.

Jiang Zhao suggested.

"Why don't we go out for a stroll, it must be very lively outside today."

Si Mubai nodded: "Okay."

Pack up the unfinished dinner, and you can continue to eat tomorrow.

Although there is no refrigerator, the current temperature and the dishes are not bad.

Put all the dishes in the cabinet, and a few people went out.

Because I was too full to eat, and my home was very close to Zhuque Street, just two steps away, so I didn't drive a carriage this time.

At this time, Suzaku Street was already full of voices.

After everyone had the Yuanzheng dinner, they all went out shopping with their families to watch the excitement.

On the road, from time to time, you can see a family of three or four, with two adults walking on both sides, protecting their children in the middle.

And children will always pester their parents.

"Father, I want that mask."

"Mom, I want to eat candied haws."

"Father, father, that looks good, I want it too."

……

Those peddlers are hawking hard, hoping to attract the attention of these children and let their parents buy them for them.

Their strategy was successful, and every child who passed by their stall would act like a baby and ask their parents to buy it.

Jiang Zhao also went forward to buy a candied haws for himself and Jiu Qi, and ate them while walking.

As for Wei Xiang and Si Mubai, they don't like sweets, and they resist sweets like candied haws all over their bodies.

I took a bite of candied haws, it was really sweet.

Sweet Jiang Zhao's eyes narrowed into cracks.

But the hawthorn inside immediately soured her facial features.

"Bah bah bah."

Jiang Zhao spat out the candied haws he just ate.

"How can this candied haws be so sour?"

At this time, Jiuqi also took a bite, chewed twice, and said.

"Not sour, my string of candied haws is sweet."

It seems that buying candied haws still has to fight for character.

Jiang Zhao looked at the candied haws in his hand with some distaste, neither eating nor throwing them away.

(End of this chapter)