After time travel, he devoted himself to helping his father with his career.

"Daddy must have discussed it with Huo Zelin, and daddy must have a way to protect Dianzhou City!"

"Huo Zelin! If anything happens to my father, my aunt will definitely destroy one of your legs again!"

When Ming Jia was on her way, these two sentences were all in her mind. In short, Huo Zelin would definitely get beaten.

Mingjia rode horses and boats along the way and walked as fast as he could. In order to avoid heat stroke and sunburn while riding horses, Mingjia suggested taking a break at noon and going on the road at other times.

As a result, all the guards and horses began to live a life of day and night. Fortunately, Li Hansheng's token was useful, and the inns along the way provided fast horses.

On the third day of August, Mingjia finally arrived outside Dianzhou City after traveling for more than half a month!

"Master, shall we go into the city?"

"No, let's go to Zhuangzi to rest for a day. Send two people to the city to inquire about the situation, and then go to the caravan. I want to meet Uncle Li or Da Liu!"

Mingjia didn't even need to look in the mirror to know that her image must be terrible. If she appeared in front of her father like this, she would make Mr. Xiao very distressed.

Moreover, Mingjia can also clearly feel that her physical condition is seriously overdrawn. She is in urgent need of a good sleep to recover.

Seeing that Ming Jia had fallen asleep just after falling down, Han Yan walked out of the bedroom with gentle steps and went to the next door to rest.

Mingjia woke up from hunger. When she opened her eyes again, it was already dark. There was no moon and only a few stars, making it difficult to see what was going on outside.

Mingjia didn't want to disturb other people, so she got up and walked to the kitchen, thinking about seeing what could satisfy her hunger.

Before reaching the kitchen, she heard someone talking, and then Mingjia's sense of smell immediately activated and she smelled the strong aroma of food.

"Uncle Li, it's so late, why are you still cooking?"

After Mingjia ate a large bowl of noodles, he had time to chat with Uncle Li, but he already knew the answer as soon as he asked, because there were many used bowls and chopsticks in the basin next to him.

After dinner, the cook must have tidied up the kitchen and left, so these used dishes and chopsticks were used after dinner.

"Master Mingjia, would you like some more?"

Mingjia waved her hand. She was already very full and couldn't continue eating.

"I can't sleep right now. Uncle Li, tell me what's going on in the city!"

"Okay! Master, don't worry, Sir Xiao is doing fine! General Fuyuan Ji Lin has sent some men to Dianzhou City to help Sir Xiao manage the refugees entering the city."

"Are there many refugees?"

"It's quite stable now. The first batch of refugees have been settled. Mr. Xiao is very experienced in this area!"

After listening to Uncle Li's words, Mingjia finally felt relieved. Her father was quite experienced in settling refugees.

"Thank you, Uncle Li! My dad is fine now!"

Uncle Li came down from the battlefield and had his own judgment on many things. He felt that Master Xiao's response was particularly quick this time.

But there are some words that Uncle Li can only rot in his stomach. For now, just let Ming Jia rest assured.

"Are there any other problems in the city now?"

"With the lack of doctors and medicinal materials, Dianzhou's food reserves have been running low. I don't know how long it can last!"

Mingjia: "..."

Didn’t I just say everything was fine?

"Why is there a shortage of medicinal materials in Dianzhou?"

Ming Jia wondered if she had not woken up yet, otherwise how could she have heard such outrageous remarks.

"Most of the medicinal materials in Dianzhou are in the hands of drug dealers. They now transport the medicinal materials to Nanzhao, and some of them are sold to drug dealers in Daliang at increased prices."

"The impact has just taken shape now. If the war situation in Nanzhao worsens, the donation amount of many medicinal materials in Daliang will be affected!"

Mingjia already has a headache!

What is the economic impact of war? Damn liberal arts essay questions, actually encountered real questions!

"How many medicines do we still have in our own library?"

In Mingjia's patent medicine business, common patent medicines used to stop bleeding from trauma and treat wind, cold, dryness and heat have always been the best-selling ones, and have the largest reserves of corresponding raw materials.

Chi Hua now leads a whole team to comprehensively manage the patent medicine business, while Uncle Li is more concerned with managing the caravan.

"I talked to Chi Hua privately, and he didn't dare to touch the medicinal materials in the library, and he was also worried! There is a lot of backlog of orders for patent medicines, and the raw materials are basically the same as the orders!"

Mingjia closed her eyes slightly, inhaled deeply and exhaled slowly.

She has only been a rich person for a few days, so she can't just stage a drama where she pays customers with her own money and then uses the medicinal materials in the factory for refugees, right?

Mingjia had a headache. The mental headache was due to too many things to worry about, while the physical headache was entirely due to lack of rest.

"I'll go back and rest first. I'll go to the city early tomorrow morning. I'll check the government's preparations before making a decision!"

Uncle Li thought for a while and stopped Ming Jia who was about to leave.

"Master Mingjia, there's something you'd better know about!"

"Huh? Say it!"

"After you left Dianzhou, Yanwen left with his brothers from the Tuo tribe and Lemo tribe in the caravan, saying that they were celebrating their tribe's festival in the Hui tribe. I didn't pay attention at first, but they haven't returned yet!"

"Yan Wen? Okay, I'll note it down!"

Mingjia separated from Uncle Li and went back to her room to catch up on her sleep. She needed to quickly regain her strength and energy.

……

Xiao Qingshan saw Huo Zelin as soon as he arrived at the government office in the morning. He was startled by Huo Zelin's expression and felt that Huo Zelin had not slept all night.

"Zelin, what's wrong with you?"

"Sir, I had a nightmare last night! We agreed that if the second young master comes back and fights with me, you have to help me!"

"Don't worry, it was all my idea, and I will take responsibility!"

As soon as the two finished talking, they saw Cheng Zhi running over with a happy face.

"Sir, Master Mingjia has brought his people back and they have arrived at the gate of the government office!"

Xiao Qingshan: "..."

Huo Zelin: "..."

Cheng Zhi felt that the adults' expressions were a little strange, and of course Mr. Huo's expression was even stranger. Master Mingjia had brought back a lot of people, shouldn't he be happy?

"Sir... Your Majesty, I'm feeling a little unwell today. I'm going to take a day off!"

"If you run away now, Mingjia will be even more angry!"

Huo Zelin wanted to run away but Xiao Qingshan grabbed him. Xiao Qingshan still knew very well what kind of temper his daughter had.

While talking, Mingjia had already led people to the study door of Master Zhizhou in the front yard.

"Father, your dear second son is back!"

Thirteen and Fourteen were directly guarding the door of the study. Han Yan and Ruying followed Ming Jia into the study, and a strange confrontational situation formed in the study.

Xiao Qingshan sat behind the desk, and Ming Jia stood upright opposite. Han Yan and Ru Ying were on both sides of the study, and Cheng Zhi and Huo Zelin were on the other side.

"Mingjia, why did you come back suddenly? Where are your mother and eldest brother?"

"Oh~! They are spending the summer in their hometown in Qingzhou, as dad wished!"

"Dad! I just came back and I have something to ask Mr. Huo. Can you lend me Mr. Huo for two days?"

Ming Jia was talking about asking, but as soon as she finished speaking, Ru Ying stepped forward and clasped Huo Zelin's shoulder with one hand.

"Jia...Jia, don't be rude to Mr. Huo! If you need anything, just ask me!"

If Xiao Qingshan's tone was firmer, maybe Mingjia could consider letting Huo Zelin go, but Xiao Qingshan's tone was filled with guilt, so Mingjia would definitely not be able to let Huo Zelin go.

"Dad, I'll take him away first, don't worry! I promise to bring you back alive!"