The Little Cook's Wealthy Counterattack

I thought I was grateful to write down this wave of people who came to deliver food. Unexpectedly, this was just the beginning.

"Your daughter, I don't have much food. I sent you some vegetables. You have to send them quickly, or they won't be fresh!"

"Your daughter, this is the egg laid by our own hen. Touch it and it's still warm!"

"Your daughter, our sisters in Xiufang sewed leftover materials into bedding clothes. They are all clean materials. Don't dislike them."

"Dear daughter, I'm afraid the pork has just been killed. I've brought you some pickled meat. It's only pickled in the twelfth month of this year. It's fragrant!"

"Your daughter..."

"Your daughter..."

Countless people talk about it every day. Jiang qianxia feels his ears are hot.

Ping'an granary is not enough. Several big grain merchants have contributed their own granaries. Even the barracks of the forbidden army have made room for messy materials.

Yes, it's a mess.

At the beginning, everyone just picked food. In the back, what vegetables, fruits, bacon, dried vegetables, chickens, ducks, fish and eggs... Even the snack vendors brought two boxes of snacks and wanted to donate them to the victims of the two lakes to have some good food.

After a big wave of food donation, people from all walks of life began to think again - what to eat and what to wear? Where do you live? What about it?

Do you have clothes and bedding, ropes for saving people, waterproof tarpaulins and tools?

The more they think about it, the more they feel that they lack everything. The single-minded people have broken their hearts for the victims of the two lakes - this is the first time they worry about others and national affairs.

At ordinary times, they only care about their own food, drink and clothing. Now there are suddenly tens of millions of people who need their help. Although the pressure is much higher at once, it gives them a sense of satisfaction to be needed and affirmed.

The people of this era really live too hard. It's not the great pain of life, but the empty pain of not getting a sense of identity and living like pigs and dogs.

Therefore, they put their psychological demands on the god Buddha, tell the god Buddha what they don't dare to think or do at ordinary times, and vent themselves when kowtowing and offering incense.

Now, overnight, they can suddenly shoulder the burden of the country. They can suddenly rack their brains to do their best for disaster relief like those high-ranking adults!

At this moment, they are no longer the people and animals "grazed" by officials, but the real members and owners of Daqian!

"Chang Rui."

"Wei Chen is here!"

Above the hall, the scarlet official robe bloomed into a gorgeous peony in the hall.

Jiang qianxia knelt respectfully, and Li Guangxiao was filled with emotion on the Dragon chair.

"The first batch of food supplies for disaster relief have been transported to the two lakes. Although the form of the prince's letter is not stable, there is hope."

"As a crown prince, you are responsible for the collection of relief supplies in Kyoto. You should shoulder the burden of disaster relief in the two lakes!"

"I now appoint you as the special envoy for disaster relief. You have full control of all disaster relief matters in the two lakes. Even the crown prince cannot disobey orders!"

"Minister Wei, take orders!"

The crisp Ying had already known his job. Jiang qianxia didn't get up. He just raised his head and half narrowed his cat's eyes.

"Your Majesty, I want to ask for a will."

"Tell me."

The corners of his mouth showed a sneer. Jiang qianxia said coldly, "in order to improve the efficiency and execution of disaster relief, Weichen asked for a will that can be executed first and then performed!"

Without hesitation, Li Guangxiao waved his big hand and said in a deep voice, "yes!"

"Thank you, your majesty!"

He got up quickly. Jiang qianxia held the wat board in his arms and said a few scene words sonorously and forcefully. Without waiting for the next Dynasty, he bowed to the man Dynasty and said hello. He took his skirt and strode away, leaving a strong bamboo like figure. The people watching were swaying!

It was another three days of preparation. Jiang qianxia put on his military uniform, rode valiantly on his horse, looked at the rosefinch door immediately, and looked at the neat and continuous motorcade behind him.

The people who came to see her off filled both sides of the road. Whether Jiang qianxia could hear it or not, they affectionately told her to be careful here. If there was anything missing, they would help her through the difficulties even if they came back from sending the letter.

Listening for a while, Jiang qianxia suddenly jumped down from his horse. In the crowd's surprised voice, his thin body knelt to the ground, "bang bang" several times, and blood was seen on his forehead.

"A few days ago, I scolded everyone for standing and talking without back pain. I accused everyone of talking without doing. It was Jiang qianxia's mistake! It was a big mistake!"

I didn't expect that the resolute night fork would kowtow and admit her mistake in front of everyone. The people were shocked and crowded together for a moment.

"You are the cornerstone of Daqian. It's my honor to be in the prosperity of Daqian with you! What's more, it's my luck!"

Looking at the people who were suddenly shy, Jiang qianxia smiled wantonly and publicized.

"With you, why don't I worry about achieving the prosperity of all ages? Even if natural disasters continue, they can't crush Daqian's backbone!"

Turning over and getting on the horse, Jiang qianxia whipped his whip and shouted with all his strength: "qianxia is going, we will do our best to provide disaster relief and bring everyone's heart to us! Please rest assured!"

"Please rest assured!"

The people in the team, whether the coachman, the escorting general, the caravan, the monks and Taoists in plain clothes, or the students in the Shihui hall, all roared and shook the earth!

"Let's go! Drive!"

The general's wife, the emperor's special envoy, a "cruel" mother who left her daughter under the age of one year, and a young woman without a husband, rode away with the expectations of millions of people.

Dozens of miles away from Kyoto, everyone's excitement eased slightly, followed by heavy pressure.

"Dean, you see my shoulder can't resist and my hand can't lift. Who did you call out? How did you get me out?"

Li Chengping's face was full of tangles. He turned his blood back to his blood, but when this end passed, he recognized the reality - this trip was definitely suffering!

"What are you yelling about? Linlang baby is only eight years old and has followed out. If you are kind enough to admit that you are not as good as an eight year old child, you will go back."

When he ran casually, he saw that Li Chengping really wanted to allocate his horse head back. Jiang qianxia was directly annoyed.

"You go, you go on. I'll break your leg when I go back!"

"No, Dean, you've gone too far!"

Li Chengping wailed repeatedly. He had no doubt about her threat. Didn't he see that the prince's legs had been broken by her?

Greet him to come forward and twist his ears. Jiang qianxia's skin laughs and meat doesn't laugh.

"Don't try to hide. If you don't follow me to the disaster area, I really don't care about the prince's life!"