Talk about bragging, why do you really have the qualifications of a great emperor?

Chapter 49 Is Enough?Not enough for me to kill another 3000 pigs!

bang~
bang~
bang bang bang~
Ragged refugees all knelt down to the servants of the He Mansion, and some even kowtowed.

"Don't thank us."

The servants hurriedly helped the refugees up, and explained: "We only use money to do things, and it was Daoist Wang Xiu of the Sanqing Immortal Sect who came up with this idea."

"Of the [-] pigs, Taoist Wang Xiu bought [-] with money, and the remaining [-] were donated by my family members."

"If you want to thank them, you should also thank the two of them."

After Jia Ding's explanation.

Tears welled up in the eyes of all the refugees, some of whom had come from other nearby cities and had to relocate due to flooding.

Some came from the territories ruled by other immortal sects. Because of the harsh oppression of the disciples of the immortal sect, life was really unsustainable, so they had to leave their hometowns far away.

And some more.

Even escaped from the "human captivity" within the sphere of influence of the Yaozu, and finally came to Fengcheng after a narrow escape.

Starving and bumping all the way, he had already lost most of his life.

But now.

After eating this steaming bowl of brown rice porridge, they felt that they were alive again, and they felt so happy to be able to eat steadily.

Master Wang Xiu.

Outside the He family.

These two names are deeply engraved in their minds, more deeply than anything else.

……

News spread quickly.

The news that the He family provided relief with 'bran and brown rice porridge' quickly spread throughout Fengcheng.

first time.

Hearing that the He family used the bran eaten by the animals to relieve the disaster, the people in the city all cursed.

but.

After hearing that the He family "exchanged pork for brown rice, and a [-]% discount", the cursing disappeared, and only praise remained.

There were even suggestions to the He family to 'add pork', 'who can eat three thousand pigs', 'let the next city see it, and think that we Fengcheng people can't afford it' and so on.

a time.

The people in the whole city were moved by it, and bags of brown rice were transported from thousands of households to He's house.

In fact.

If He Daren understands the concept of 'futures', he can use this opportunity to store a large amount of brown rice in the city with a little manipulation.

Then hoard it, causing a shortage of brown rice, driving up the price of rice, and then selling it at the right time.

If so.

Under one income and one out, if you exchange [-]% off pork for food, not only will you not lose money, but you will even make a profit.

of course.

Wang Xiu would not teach him this kind of operation. After all, it is not a good way. A profiteer who has done such immoral things will easily have a son without an asshole.

but.

Even if they don't understand this truth, when 3000 pigs of pork flood into the Fengcheng market, the price of pork in the city is bound to drop, and it's hard to say whether it can keep [-]% or not.

Ok.

In other words, those who trade brown rice for pork.

If it's just a tooth-beating ceremony, everyone will be happy, but if you want to buy and sell.

cough cough.

It is estimated that there will be no pants left!

……

the other side.

In the refugee gathering area in the suburbs, the news that the He family sent porridge for disaster relief is also rapidly fermenting.

after all.

For these refugees, nothing is more important than having enough to eat. They didn't go to the disaster relief shed before because they were disappointed too many times and they couldn't get it.

Waiting for relief porridge, it is better to go to the mountains to dig wild vegetables and gnaw bark and grass roots.

But now it's different.

Brown rice porridge, mixed with some bran?
Bran is eaten by animals, will it hurt self-esteem?

Dignity counts ass!

Not to mention the fact that brown rice porridge is mixed with bran, even porridge made from pure bran is still a good thing!
a time.

The entire refugee area was boiling, and 10,000+ refugees rushed towards the relief shelters in the city, and the other people around were all terrified.

Good guy.

Are these guys crazy?

So nasty, brown rice porridge mixed with bran.

How could they drink it?

a time.

Many aristocratic families and students in Fengcheng who insisted that Wang Xiu and He Daren's "bran relief" approach was insulting to the gentleness felt inexplicable emotions in their hearts.

Let every grain of relief food fall into the mouths of refugees, disaster victims, and hungry people.

seem.

This should be the correct way to open disaster relief.

"woooo~"

"I'm finally full. This is the first time I've had enough in half a year, woo woo woo~"

"Brother, brother, we finally don't have to die."

"Mother, did you see it in the sky? My sister and I have finally arrived in Fengcheng, and we are finally able to survive."

"Sanqing Immortal Sect, Daoist Wang Xiu, and other members, woo woo woo~"

……

In front of the disaster relief shed, some people burst into tears, some were grateful, and some wanted to kneel and kowtow, no matter how hard they tried to stop them.

The world is full of states.

dripping.

On the tall city tower, Wang Xiu and He Daren stood side by side.

The old butler was half a step behind and followed behind: "Everything is just as Daoist Wang said, and Daoist really knows things like a god, young master..."

He Daren#: "Call me Master!"

The old housekeeper nodded: "Good young master, I have already calculated that according to the ration of [-] refugees, the brown rice and bran in our Hejiafu's inventory can last for half a month."

"If the brown rice exchanged for those 3000 pigs is counted, it should be able to exchange for about 300 million catties of brown rice, and it can last for another three months."

He Daren nodded, looking at those refugees who were grateful and praised themselves.

He just felt flattered in his heart, and murmured: "I didn't expect that it feels so good to be praised for doing good deeds! Daoist Wang, why don't we kill another 3000 pigs!"

The old housekeeper:? ? ?

Wang Xiu:? ? ?
The corner of her mouth twitched slightly, Wang Xiu couldn't laugh or cry: "Don't be impulsive, it's the so-called Sheng Mien, fighting Mi Qiu."

"now."

"These victims are drinking bran and brown rice porridge and are grateful to you because you saved their lives."

"However, after they recover, if you still provide bran porridge, then they will no longer have the idea of ​​making a living by themselves, and they will no longer be grateful."

"Even, I still think that the bran porridge you gave is not delicious, and ask why you don't serve white rice porridge and white rice."

He Daren was stunned: "How could this happen?"

The butler next to him is old and has a lot of experience. He nodded and said: "Master, if you really keep providing brown rice porridge, this kind of thing is likely to happen."

He Daren scratched his head: "Then what should we do? It's not good to give porridge, and it's not good to not give it. You can't do nothing!"

"It's very simple, work for relief."

Wang Xiu smiled and said: "I have already reported to the sect, and proposed to expand the north gate of Fengcheng, and incorporate the wasteland in the north of the city into Fengcheng."

"Refugees can build houses on those wastelands, reclaim wasteland, and become self-sufficient as soon as possible."

"If you want to eat white rice, you can eat big pig's trotters."

"Let them earn it with their hands!"

What the hell!

He Daren's eyes lit up: "Wonderful, wonderful~wow~!"

……

Good guy.

This king is obviously younger than him, why is his brain so easy to use?
10,000+ refugees, a headache for anyone.

That's it?

(End of this chapter)