After returning home, the Crown Princess can no longer hide her vest!

Chapter 71: Wonderful Hands and Benevolence
At noon that day, there was a bustle in front of the Xicheng Gate.

A group of people originally lined up in three lines, reporting their numbers to get the medicine and porridge in an orderly manner as usual, when suddenly there was some commotion in front of them.

Jiujin, who was sharing the porridge with the female workers, walked over and saw an old man sweating profusely, grabbing another man's arm and crying loudly, "Girl, this man stole the sign from my hand."

"You old man, don't talk nonsense. How can you prove that this sign is yours?" The lean man clenched the sign in his hand and raised his fist at the old man, "If you keep talking nonsense, I'll beat you up."

"This is the old man's lottery ticket. The old man holds this lottery number 5008 and receives porridge here every day. The people in front and behind are all familiar with each other. If you don't believe me, ask them."

However, the two men in front and behind him lowered their heads, showing that they did not want to cause more trouble.

The lean man became energetic, shook the sign in his hand and said with a smile, "Old man, you don't know how to brag when you brag. Will you be slapped in the face every minute? Look who dares to prove it for you."

"I dare!" The young man in the queue next to him raised his hands and said indignantly, "I know this old man. He marches in the same row as me at this time every day. That lottery ticket belongs to the old man. I know this man. He robs other people's lottery tickets every day and drinks several times more for each person. A bowl of porridge.”

Jiujin narrowed his eyes and looked coldly at the lean man in front of him, "Bring me the sign."

The man's face turned red and he raised his hand to go to the next team to beat the guy.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he raised his hand, two needles were stabbed into his wrist. He screamed in pain, and his arm dropped down with no strength.

Jiujin's eyes couldn't help but light up when he saw the two girls turning out of the crowd.

The lean man turned his head and saw two beautiful little girls. He couldn't help but get angry and said, "I'm just drinking a few bowls of porridge from you, so what? I can't afford to give alms. I want to have a good reputation and pretend to be a good person." Feed people.”

One of the girls, who was wearing light green clothes and holding an embroidery needle with a smile, took a step forward and slapped the man's face twice without any explanation.

"Papa" made two crisp sounds, and everyone present was stunned.

"My girl gave me medicinal porridge, not just for you to eat, you know? One bowl of medicinal porridge a day, you will suffer the consequences of drinking too much. I believe I made it clear to you before I gave the gift, right? Don't wait till then. If you eat yourself to death, then come and rely on others."

"Also! Anyone who has been robbed of a lottery ticket and doesn't say anything about it, but also conceals it for others, should not come to receive medicine and porridge in the future. Jiujin, take back all these lottery numbers. All these numbers in the directory will be deleted. I won’t give it to you in the future.”

The faces of the women who dared not say a word after their lottery numbers were taken away turned pale, and they hurriedly came forward to beg for mercy.

"If you say no, you don't have it. If you give up the opportunity, don't blame others for not giving it a chance." Qiqian waved his hand and said coldly, "My girl has good intentions, but there are always people who like to put things in her heart. You can't see what you own. Okay, haven’t you complained yet?”

"And you, you know how many bowls you drink every day. It's all medicinal porridge, and the amount is measured by the doctor with a small scale. Eating more is useless and accumulates toxins in the body. Go back and deal with your own affairs, don't Die here at the city gate and be despised."

The lean man was so frightened that his hands trembled.

"You, come here, draw this person, take it to the Governor's Yamen for record, and explain the truth. Don't wait until the person is dead and come to my girl to ask for an explanation. There is no explanation!" Qiqian put away the embroidery needle and waved his hand coldly. , "Before distributing the medicinal porridge, the female workers explained the rules for taking it every day. There are notices posted there. If you don't know how to read, you can always hear others reading them, right?"

Jiu Jin pursed his lips and smiled, then nodded and asked people to follow the rules.

Ba Liang stepped forward, "I've been waiting for you to come."

Liufen smiled calmly and shook his head, "She can sting people as soon as she comes."

"Isn't that inviting anger?" Qiqian shrugged, looked around and approached Baoliang, "Where's the girl?" "Girl, I spent half a day at the free clinic with the doctors from Huichun Hall this morning. I said I would change the prescription when I go back, and I guess I'll get some points in the future. Cook medicinal porridge in batches."

"For some people, the dose of medication can be reduced during the preventive stage. For others, the condition has already developed and they need to increase the dose of medication. For a small number of people, the girl said that the condition is a bit serious and they need to be supplemented with some additional pills..."

"Fortunately, you brought over another batch of rice grains and medicinal materials, otherwise we would really be stretched thin." Ba Liang said with a smile, "I will have to ask Sister Liu Fen to calculate carefully and figure out how to spend the money wisely!"

"Don't worry, the food and medicinal materials are all in the process of clearance, and you can enter the city in the afternoon."

Several people walked towards the city gate while talking. They met many old, weak, women and children on the way. They saluted and greeted them, and several people quickly returned the salute.

When Lu Qian came, this was what he saw.

The medicine stall of Huichun Hall is still standing aside, but Miss Linlang is gone.

He stepped forward to ask the clerk at Huichun Hall and learned that Miss Yu had returned to the warehouse in the south of the city in advance to prepare a new prescription. Lu Qian felt a little regretful for no reason.

Ever since he learned that Miss Yu had been dispensing medicinal porridge outside the city for many days in a row, he had always wanted to come and see her, but unfortunately he missed it again today.

"Miss Yu's medicinal porridge recipe is really good. Some patients with mild symptoms have basically recovered from their condition. The next step is what Miss Yu said, focusing on prevention."

Dr. He from Huichun Hall saluted Lu Qian and said with a smile, "Please rest assured, sir." Miss Yu said that as long as the disease does not spread, this wave of epidemic can be controlled. Most of the people still have coughs and fevers. As long as the medicinal materials are in place, all these can be done. Easy to solve."

Lu Qian nodded frequently with a smile on his face.

Although he was the son of an aristocratic family, he was not a celestial being who could not live without the fireworks of the world. He himself roughly settled the accounts for Yu Linlang in his heart, and felt extremely frightened.

According to Dr. He, Miss Yu has been giving porridge at this stall for half a month.

Although Miss Yu tried her best to control the cost of a bowl of medicinal porridge within eight cents, it could not cope with the large number of hungry people.

Now it is said that the lottery numbers have been issued to more than 12,000 people. According to preliminary calculations, it will cost 1,500 taels in half a month!

This does not include the female workers hired by Miss Yu, who are said to be paid fifty cash per day.

Mr. Lu got on the carriage and went straight to Mu Shizi, feeling that Miss Yu should not give the money.

Well, it's not appropriate for the prince to pay for it, so let the court pay for it...

I have to let the prince write a few more letters and go back to cry about poverty. The imperial court cannot allocate so much rice. So now that Miss Yu can go to Jiangnan to transport so much food, the money should be given to her!
You can’t let people contribute effort and money at the same time!
Don't look at Miss Yu's expressionless face all day long, as if she doesn't care about anything.

In fact, he secretly hangs the pot to help the world, and his skillful hands are kind and do not ask for anything in return.

Lu Qian felt that there might never be a better little girl in the world.

(End of this chapter)