Wear it quickly! My mad dog-like host!

Qianghua took Xiaoba back to the hall, and everyone quickly stopped looking at her and looked at her.

Seeing that these people were still looking at each other and not looking like they were leaving, Qianghua was a little curious and asked, "Do you have anything else?"

Shopkeeper Zhao coughed lightly, with a bit of embarrassment on his face, "If Madam needs anything else in the future, please let me know."

In just one sentence, Shopkeeper Zhao placed himself at the head of the roses.

Seeing this, others also agreed.

Shopkeeper Zhao has lowered his status. They are just slaves and relied on the promotion of their masters to get where they are today. How can people like them exalt themselves?

Qianghua smiled slightly, "Don't rush, my stall hasn't been opened yet, take your time."

Everyone was happy and a little anxious, but since the other party said so, they couldn't rush him and could only hold back the impulse in their hearts.

Qianghua asked the robot servant to bring a box of snacks as a souvenir, without being biased, one for each person, and then served tea to see the guests off.

Everyone also realized what was going on, and after a few compliments, they got up and left.

Zhong Zhai was far behind, and everyone turned around to look.

They cherished their lives, so they didn't have any bad intentions. Who knew if there was someone watching secretly nearby.

When passing by the ragged refugees, everyone had their own thoughts.

From the city gate to here, for more than 20 miles, they did not see a single refugee on some roads. They originally thought that the refugees had been dispersed, but they all came here.

The refugees were busy picking up stones and pulling weeds in the wilderness, but there was no bitter look on their faces, instead they showed smiles and hope.

Everyone stopped and looked confused.

After a while, three people came out of the Zhongzhai carrying things in the distance.

When the refugees working in the fields saw the three people coming, they immediately got up and gathered around. Each of them took out the food utensils and looked expectantly.

One person was guarding the barrel, and the other two went around the field to make sure that these people had done enough work before returning to distribute food.

Shopkeeper Qian and the others were standing not far away, watching as thick rice porridge and pancakes exuding the aroma of wheat reached the hands of the refugees.

Everyone: "!!!"

They all still eat beans and rice from time to time, but these refugees can actually eat rice porridge?

Wu Yalang looked in a daze and said quietly: "You think, if I come up to ask for a bowl of white porridge, will they give it to me?"

He is from Ya, and his main business is human trafficking.

Most of the slaves in his hands were sold to him by his parents who could not afford to support them and were in urgent need of money. Some of them sold themselves. In short, he thought that his business was quite clean, at least he never acted secretly. Obtain the number of slaves by kidnapping.

Overhearing Yu Niang and the others saying that there was a rich lady who needed to buy a lot of things, he thought that the lady might also need slaves, so he followed Yu Niang and the others with a few servants.

But after entering the Zhong Mansion and seeing the servants who could be the servants of wealthy families, he no longer dared to embarrass himself with the servants in his hands.

Wu Yalang looked at the free gift in his hand, and then looked at the servants around him who could only be regarded as neater than the refugees. He finally resisted the urge to let them beg for food.

Shopkeeper Zhao looked at this scene with a frown, "It would be fine if Mrs. Zhong can provide for these people every day, but if one day, the treatment is a little worse, I'm afraid it will cause a refugee riot."

They see a lot of this kind of thing among the refugees. The refugees are pitiful, but there are also hateful people.

Because of those hateful people, there are very few people in this world who are willing to be kind to the refugees.

Just as Shopkeeper Qian was about to agree with Shopkeeper Zhao, he saw a strong man in the team being dragged out. A servant of Zhong Zhai raised his foot and kicked the man five or six feet away!

The man fell to the ground and vomited a mouthful of blood. He lay on the ground for a long time and could not get up. The team receiving the porridge suddenly became quiet, shrinking their necks, and everyone was afraid that he would be the next one to lie on the ground.

Shopkeeper Qian raised his hand and closed his chin, and said in a faint voice, "It seems that Shopkeeper Zhao doesn't need to worry anymore."

A kind deed is a kind deed, and people don't hesitate when it's time to take action.

Is this something that refugees can bully?

Shopkeeper Zhao: "...You are right."

Everyone watched silently, and it was not until Zhongzhai's servants pulled the empty buckets of food back that Shopkeeper Qian and others looked away and walked towards the royal city in a daze.

……

It’s early May again.

early morning.

Qianghua smelled the fragrance of flowers coming in from the window, yawned and got up, washed up, and went out with a bamboo basket.

What you see is a sea of ​​flowers blooming all over the ground.

She used all this hundred acres of land to grow flowers, all kinds of flowers.

In her hand, she has the nutrient solution specially prepared by Interstellar for plant growth, so she is not afraid that the plants will not survive.

The mechanical servants were using scissors to cut off the flowers that were not yet fully blooming. When they were almost done, they carried them outside the three-meter-high thorn wall and sold the flowers by branches to the young men and girls waiting outside.

They would take these flowers to the royal city and sell them, earning a fixed income of about ten coppers every day.

This is also because the world has stabilized now.

Qianghua did not take any refugees into her territory. Instead, she hired them and published work tasks and the number of people needed every day.

At first, she was provided with food, but after she stabilized, she was not even provided with food. She worked for ten coppers a day. She paid the bills on time after work every day and left at the end of the day.

Now that the Ying clan rules the country, the turmoil everywhere has been completely stabilized. The people live and work in peace and contentment. The former refugees have also been randomly arranged by the government to go to various villages. Everything is prosperous.

Qianghua carried the basket and went to find Xiaoba. As she walked, she thought, are everyone with the surname Ying so awesome?

Today, the winning country has unified the world, and the king of the winning country has ascended the throne and proclaimed himself emperor.

Emperor Ying invented papermaking, rewrote laws, etc...

Most importantly, he ordered currency reforms and introduced the use of silver.

Yes, this Ying Emperor, he promoted silver!

In short, when she heard the news, Qianghua's expression was very complicated, and she had some doubts about whether Emperor Ying was a fellow countryman.

However, the fact that the secular official system was abolished and replaced by the imperial examination system for selecting officials dispelled her idea. If they were really fellow villagers, the imperial examination system should be used to select officials.

Paper has been made, so soap, glass and the like should not be far away, right?

Qianghua thought wildly, paused, and looked at Xiaoba from a distance, who was stung by a swarm of bees and running away with his head in his arms. He closed his eyes, but he really couldn't see.

Did this guy really become a bear in the body of a bear?

I am thinking about the honey in the beehive all day long! He also said that he should eat fresh food and run to the bee field every day when he opens his eyes!

[Qianqian, save me... Wuwuwu... My nose hurts...] Xiaoba's crying voice came into his mind.

Qianghua saw it running towards her with a swarm of bees, it was really...

Where's my knife!