concubine ghost doctor

Chapter 723 Opening a Porridge Shed

The flower street and wine alley in the city, with green tiles and red walls, even in rainy weather, the bustling street is still full of stalls on both sides of the bustling street. Walking on the street, there will be some beggars dressed in rags sitting on the wet ground and begging on the eaves or corners of almost every section of the road, looking at passers-by one after another with hopeful eyes.

The coachman who received Dark Moon's order drove the carriage out of the city.

After driving for an unknown amount of time, the carriage that kept going forward slowly stopped, and the voice of the coachman came from outside the curtain: "Miss, we are here."

Su Liuli and An Yue got out of the carriage one after the other, and took the oil-paper umbrella handed over by An Yue, Su Liuli stood by the carriage and watched all this.

In modern times, because of her family's business, Su Liuli has been traveling between various bustling cities, even though she once raised donations as a philanthropist due to an earthquake or other natural disasters in a certain area, but I have never personally visited the disaster area.

But at this time she saw it, not on TV, but actually appeared in front of her eyes.

Because of the continuous rain these days, the ground is full of wet puddles.

Outside the desolate city, on the official road, no one could be seen.

On the contrary, on the two sides outside the city, some temporary wooden sheds were built on the ground that was originally yellow mud, but a huge mushroom shelf was randomly piled up with some worn-out wooden boards, which was regarded as a simple rain shelter. , all around are not paved with wood, can not block the wind.

Countless refugees, in ragged clothes, so shabby and dirty that they could barely see their original color, sat in those said to be wooden huts, but in fact there was nothing in them, only some temporary shelters with straw mats, and the accumulated water flowed from the wooden boards. After a few days of savings, even the straw they were sitting on was already wet.

As soon as Su Liuli appeared, the refugees who were curled up in their seats all stared at her.

There were also many women and old people with children curled up in their seats, motionless, and Su Liuli looked sharply at some children who seemed to be holding a rock in their hands and licking it carefully.

Su Liuli frowned when she saw such refugees. This is how the capital city under the emperor treats refugees, so one can imagine how casual and irresponsible the way other disaster-stricken areas are treated.

"Where is the porridge?" Su Liuli turned her head and asked An Yue, she remembered that she agreed with Qing Kui's plan of donating porridge and donating food.

"Miss, the servants have never been here." An Yue glanced around, and replied with a little embarrassment.

Turning her eyes, An Yue looked at the coachman who was waiting for orders: "Didn't I tell you to bring the young lady to the place where the auspicious restaurant serves porridge? So now?"

Miss, it's not time to serve porridge yet, but it will be soon, at most half a quarter of an hour, the people from Jixiang Restaurant will push a tricycle to give these refugees porridge and steamed buns.There are too many refugees in the capital, and the current shelter for refugees from the rain was built by the Minister of Rites some time ago, but in this situation, even if you want to open a porridge shed here, there is no other way. "The coachman stepped forward and said respectfully to Su Liuli.

(End of this chapter)