food queen

Chapter 299: The Wives in Jingchai Cloth Skirt (4)
"The amount of food you donated to Ze County is not enough? Your food is enough for the victims in Ze County to eat until the New Year." Han Jianyuan sighed.

"I don't want to be too much this time, I want to help a group of Chinese medicine centers." Han Qian said with a frown, "At least I am also a student of Mrs. Ninghou, at least I will lend a hand to help them at this time."

"Okay." Han Jianyuan thought to himself that you are not only a student of Mrs. Ninghou, but also the future queen of Dayun. You can do whatever you want, and I will give you whatever you want.

Han Jianyuan sent people back to Beijing to get more than 100 carts of food from the Han family's warehouse and sent them to Cao County overnight.

Taking advantage of this time, Han Qian gave Mrs. He one thing: Go out and tell those victims who are begging on the street or bored and huddled against the wall to hide from the rain. One more bowl of porridge.Those who are willing to go back to Ze County to help dredge water conservancy will be given an extra ten catties of rice.

As soon as such news was spread, it spread like wildfire, and everyone in the streets and alleys knew about it.

The disaster relief shelter set up by the National Medical Center behind the county government office gradually became full of people, all of whom asked to come here to help.At first, the medical officer thought that these people had some purpose and wanted to rob them of their medicinal materials or food, but they were relieved when they saw the man in the eagle-patterned shirt.

Many capable women were adopted by the National Medical Center and assigned to do cleaning and cleaning work. Some of them were more agile and began to learn to change the medicines of those injured, and some were sent to boil water and decoct medicine. Cook porridge for the sick.

Some older people who were unwilling to return to their hometowns were sent by the National Medical Center to dispose of the bodies of those who died without treatment.According to the requirements of the National Medical Center, the dead must be cremated, and the corpses must not be thrown around casually, so as not to cause a wider plague.

Every day people who recover from illness stand up, and every day people report to the God of Death.

Sorrows, joys and sorrows, joys and sorrows, the most fortunate thing is that the people who were tortured by the disaster did not lose their humanity, and more people struggled from begging, waiting and hopelessness, and began to do what they could.There are also more young and middle-aged people who have begun to return home with their families.

Although their hometown has been destroyed, but that is only temporary.

I don't know who said that sentence first, but the four most popular words among these disaster victims are: "Man will conquer nature".

Seven days later, Yun Shuo came back with an incomplete plan for water control. As soon as he entered Caozhou City, he was very surprised to see the neat streets and alleys and the streets that were normally open for business. He turned around and asked Qianye: "These few days What happened at that time? Where are the victims?"

Qianye shook his head: "This subordinate doesn't know. Is this subordinate going to ask Liu Mingchen?"

"Go." Yun Shuo waved Qian Ye to find Liu Zhixian, while he went straight to the inn to find Han Qian.

However, Han Qian was not at the inn. Yun Shuo came back to the inn and asked the storekeeper. The storekeeper said that the girl took people out before dawn these days, and only came back after dark.I don't use breakfast and dinner in the store, and I just come back to take a shower and go to bed every day.

"What is she busy with?" Yun Shuo frowned at Qianxun.

"Oh, that's a long story!" The shopkeeper clasped his hands together, bowed outside, and said with emotion: "That girl is amazing! The refugees outside call her the Guanyin Bodhisattva who saves the suffering!"

"What's the matter? Tell me quickly." Chihiro shouted.

The shopkeeper gave the migrant workers porridge to drink, helped the county soldiers in Cao County to control the water, had steamed buns to eat, and told Yun Shuo in detail that they would send [-] catties of grain to each person who was willing to go back to rebuild their homes.After hearing this, Yun Shuo turned around and left with a flick of his sleeves.

"Oh? My lord, you just came back and went out again?" The shopkeeper stretched his neck and shouted.

Qian Xun turned her head and glared at the shopkeeper, warning the guy to shut up with her eyes, then hurriedly followed Yun Shuo's footsteps and left with her sword in hand.

Han Qian was in front of the cauldron next to the thatched shed temporarily built by the Caozhou County Government for the National Medical Center, instructing He to cook the health-preserving porridge.Due to the limited conditions and limited medicinal materials, Han Qian took people to the hillsides that were not flooded by the flood to collect edible wild vegetables and medicinal materials, and prepared them for the sick and wounded and ordinary disaster victims respectively. Two kinds of porridge.

Although it is wild vegetables and brown rice, the porridge cooked in this big iron pot also has an attractive taste because of Han Qian, a senior foodie's careful collocation.

"It smells so good! What kind of porridge is this?" Yun Shuo asked in surprise.

"Yes, it smells so good!" Qianxun rubbed her stomach, "It's been a while since I've smelled such a smell of rice."

Han Qian instructed He Shi: "Wet the cloth and cover this pot! Let it simmer for a while on a low fire and it will be done."

He agreed, found a clean cotton cloth to wet with water, and covered all the gaps in the pot lid.

"Qianqian." Yun Shuo called out to the crowd, "Come here."

"Fourth brother!" Han Qian suddenly turned around and saw the dusty Yun Shuo, and immediately ran over happily, ran up to her, accidentally stepped on her skirt, and staggered forward.If Yun Shuo hadn't stepped forward to hug her in time, this silly girl would have fallen to the ground.

"Slow down! Why are you panicking?" Yun Shuo stretched out his hand to hold her obviously too long linen skirt, and frowned, "Where did you get such clothes?"

"Sister-in-law He changed it for me, because I'm busy in this kind of place all day, and the clothes I wore before are inappropriate." Han Qian tugged on the linen dress, and smiled embarrassedly, "Isn't it ugly?"

Yun Shuo took a careful look at the girl, her long hair was combed into a bun, and the dress made of blue linen revealed the pearl-colored cocoon silk jacket inside. There is sweat on the tip of the nose, and a little black pot bottom dust falls on the ears...

However, such a face is more moving and pitiful than those who are all over the country.

This girl who has been held in the palm of her hand since she was a child, what kind of belief does she have in her heart to suffer here?

Yun Shuo knew that if such a thing was known to those civil officials, they could almost compile a biography to sing praises of Empress Dayun's concern for the disaster victims.At that time, such words as "mother respecting the world", "virtuous and virtuous", "mother of a country" and "loving the people like children" will spring up like mushrooms after a spring rain.

It's just that Yun Shuo didn't want to listen, and he knew that Han Qian didn't care about those things.

Yun Shuo felt a pang of sorrow in his heart, and lovingly wiped away the ashes from the pot beside her ear, and sighed in a low voice: "Although there is no Jingchai, but the sarong is real. In this way, you can be regarded as My poor wife, right?"

"Go! What a mess. He has nothing to do with the mess." Han Qian waved his hand and punched Yun Shuo's chest, and asked, "Why have you been away for so long? You didn't even send a letter to him." , causing people to worry to death."

(End of this chapter)