The news that the courtyard where Ye Biqing lived had disaster relief money sent by the imperial court quickly spread in Taiyuan City. It even spread outside the city during the curfew in Taiyuan City. The victims who had been staying outside the city heard this.

The news couldn't help but be exciting.

Just waiting for the city gate to open, they pounced on hungry wolves, tearing the officials in half who were unwilling to take out the relief camp immediately. Some victims also saw Ye Biqing's escort team on the way here, so this

The news is more true.

Sansi Yamen, as well as the prefect Yamen, also transported grain from various Yamen and the palace overnight, put the grain into sacks, and piled it in a grain shop closest to Sansi Yamen. They piled the grain high, and there were officers and soldiers

Take turns guarding.

As soon as the city gate opened early the next morning, the victims of the disaster outside rushed into the city screaming. The people in Taiyuan City also rolled up their arms and sleeves and rushed out of their houses. Some merchants with small money in their homes did not show any concern at all.

Let's miss the opportunity to gather wool. Anyway, the businessmen are wearing coarse linen clothes and standing together with the ordinary female disaster victims, so it is not easy to tell.

Under the deliberate control of the Sansi Yamen, these people and victims surrounded the small courtyard rented by Ye Biqing. If it weren't for the fierce guards guarding the outside, these victims would have rushed in all at once.

"Give me money, give me money, give me money..."

I don’t know who is taking the lead among the crowd. Thousands of people and victims are furious. Why are there only a few thousand people? It’s because there is only room for this person at the end of the street. Many people have climbed up trees and climbed up.

They were hanging on the wall, and some were wearing other people's houses, shouting loudly into the yard.

The Sansi Yamen, three adults, an adult from the Prefect Yamen and the King of Jin all sent people to hide in the crowd to watch the show. They all wanted to see what else Ye Biqing could do.

The people outside the door were making more and more noise, and at this moment the door of the small courtyard rented by Ye Biqing finally opened.

A guard in golden clothes came out and looked at the people and victims surrounding them. He first clasped his fists at the people and victims and said, "Fellow folks, please don't be anxious. My family has already set up a porridge shed in the courtyard. Please give way."

, make way for a piece of open space, let’s take out the pots, firewood, and food, so that everyone can have enough to eat today!”

If this were a normal time, these common people and victims would definitely be scrambling for money, but what time is it now? Everyone is hungry now. What money do you need? You can't eat that food. When I heard that a porridge shed was going to be opened

, these common people and victims cheered instantly, their original firm stance was suddenly shattered, and the matter of money had long been forgotten without a trace.

When several informants present heard that this Jinyiwei official was going to open a porridge shack here, their first reaction was that this guy was definitely bragging.

There are so many people here, ranging from tens to thousands. Even if you open a porridge shed, where will the food come from? Where will the pot come from, and where will the firewood come from?

But the next scene made their jaws drop. They saw the guards in Jin Yi constantly carrying firewood and bringing in two large pots. They also brought in a lot of broken bricks and put the bricks up in front of the people.

I built two simple stoves, placed two large pots on them, lit the firewood, and the next step was the main event.

I saw a guard in Jinyi carrying a bucket and filling two large pots with water. Then a guard in Jinyi came out carrying several sacks of grain and put them on the ground. He picked up the gourd and ladle and put grain into the pot.

The firewood was burning vigorously and the pot started to boil in a short while, and the aroma of rice could be heard. With Jin Yiwei maintaining order at the scene, the people spontaneously lined up in front of the two big pots.

After another half an hour, the porridge was finally cooked. When the pot was opened, the steam gradually dispersed, and then the white porridge in the pot was exuding an attractive luster. Jin Yiwei shook it with a big spoon in the pot.

Well, the sticky rice porridge made the victims who had not eaten enough for several days drool.

I haven't seen such sticky rice porridge for a long time. The people and victims were very happy. The only people who were unhappy were the eyeliners.

They still have a little hope in their hearts, hoping that this Jin Yiwei is acting and not really giving porridge, but when the Jin Yiwei really scoops the sticky porridge into the bowls of the victims, after the first person drinks the porridge, they

Only then did I realize belatedly that this Jin Yiwei official was serious.

Several informants hurried back to report the news. As soon as King Jin heard that the Jinyiwei official really dared to give porridge, although he didn't understand where the porridge came from, he heard the people below talking about how sticky the porridge was.

, I usually can't drink such thick porridge at home, His Highness Prince Jin's face turned green.

"Okay, no wonder he said that he bought food in other places before, and it turned out to be used here. Okay, isn't he willing to give porridge to the victims? Let him give porridge, and I want to see what they have.

How much food."

"Tell all the servants in our palace to stop eating porridge. Don't take advantage of this advantage!"

People came to eat porridge like this for a whole day. The dozens of bags of grain brought by Ye Biqing fell to the ground like rain. As soon as the sacks were opened, they were all gone and disappeared without a trace.

The porridge service lasted until the evening, when the sun had set. It was too late, so Jin Yiwei sent out another person.

"Dear folks, fellow folks, it's too late today. We've been making porridge for a day and we're really tired. You can come back tomorrow!"

"Our Lord Ye said that it won't take long for more grain to be shipped to Taiyuan. All the disaster relief money distributed by the court will be used to purchase grain and seeds for planting in the coming year. Please believe it, fellow villagers.

In a few days, the bill for the money spent on this disaster relief will be posted here, please pay attention to it!"

After hearing this, the people cheered and applauded overwhelmingly. Although there was no more porridge to eat, the people still refused to disperse for a long time.

In the yard, Ye Biqing sat leisurely on a chair, listening to the cheers of the people outside. She smiled happily. This feeling was a bit like the sense of accomplishment that the bandits had after robbing the rich and giving to the poor.

Jin'er was playing the pipa and finished playing the pipa. Jin'er said with some worry.
Chapter completed!