The fool has become a spirit, and she can speak

Chapter 1201: Barren Fields

"Master Cheng, what else can we do? You have been so kind to donate porridge here for two months. Fortunately, we have eaten it for free for two months and have not starved to death. But what about after two months? Once you close this porridge shop, we will still have to beg. We can only beg in another place, such as leaving Shiyicheng and going to Fengying to beg. In short, we cannot escape the fate of begging."

Cheng Feng continued to comfort everyone: "Don't have such thoughts. The day has not come when you must leave your farm and go begging in other places."

"Mr. Cheng, you are a kind man, please help us think of a solution!"

Cheng Feng nodded: "I will help you find a solution."

At this time, Shang Xi and the others had already got off the carriage and arrived front. Shang Xi asked Cheng Feng: "What do you think? Where are Cheng Youning and the others?" Shang Xi's eyes were still looking around for her son Cheng Youning.

Cheng Feng greeted the women one by one, then said to Shang Xi with a smile: "I am chatting with the people of the eleven cities. The child is at the post station."

Shang Xi glanced at Cheng Feng and said, "From the look on your face just now, it's clear that you weren't just chatting. Your eyebrows are twisted into knots!"

Cheng Feng smiled when he heard this, and then explained: "Chatting with a group of hungry refugees will definitely bring more troubles than good things."

Yuhua said, "Where is the post station? I brought a lot of delicious food for Cheng Youning. I'll deliver it to him."

Cheng Feng said: "He...can't starve."

Yuhua frowned and looked at all the closed shops, and said, "There is not even a small vendor here. Cheng Youning can't even get a braised duck paw. What good food can he get in the post station? I'd better send the food to him. This kid must not have eaten well in the past two days."

Cheng Feng said quickly, "He's eating well, don't worry. The porridge in this pot is ready. You can share it with everyone. I'll have someone unload some food, and find a place to store the rest to prevent it from getting damp when it rains."

Shang Xi asked: "Cheng Youning is so playful, why is he staying in the post station and not coming out?"

"Well... the reason is this. As you can see, there is nothing else on this street except refugees. It's better to stay at the post station." Cheng Feng explained casually.

Shang Xi thought about it and it made sense, but Cheng Youning's personality seemed to make him unable to stay in the post station. Just when Shang Xi wanted to ask a few more questions about Cheng Youning, Cheng Feng hurriedly asked Shang Xi: "Shang Xi, did you bring the big pot?"

Shang Xi nodded and said, "I have brought it. I have brought everything I should bring. I will tell you which carriage it is in."

While Cheng Feng and Shang Xi were counting the food and looking for the big pot, Yuhua, Zhong Siyu and the others had already picked up spoons to distribute the porridge to everyone.

Yuhua was honest and only picked up the dry ones for everyone to eat. At this time, a commoner said, "If you continue to serve like this, the people behind you will have nothing to eat. You should learn from Madam Cheng and eat a moderate amount of dry and liquid food."

Yuhua laughed when she heard that, "You guys are really honest. I'll give you more work but you still don't want it."

The commoner smiled and said, "We don't ask for a full stomach, but we just want to stay healthy. You are all the family of Master Cheng, right? Madam Cheng doesn't seem to like talking much!"

Yuhua laughed again when she heard that. "Don't shout nonsense. The one who is counting the goods with Cheng Feng is Madam Cheng - Shang Xi. The one next to me is..."

Zhong Siyu shook her head at Yuhua, signaling her not to reveal her identity. She came here just to do her bit for the people, and she was not greedy for fame and fortune to come here to donate, and then go to Wanlianxing to ask for credit and reward.

Yuhua really didn't understand these people. Why didn't they leave their names when doing good deeds? What was there to be afraid of? She could only say to the people: "You can just call her Miss Zhong. She is from Wan Mansion. The little maid beside her is Zhu'er. My name is Yuhua, and I am from Shang Xi."

"Aren't the Wan family and the Cheng family one family? Why do Cheng Feng and his son have the surname Chen instead of Wan?" a commoner asked curiously.

While making porridge, Yuhua glanced at the people who gathered to watch her out of curiosity. She smiled and said, "I can see that this porridge cannot be too thick for you. You all are very energetic after drinking a bowl of hot porridge. You all prick up your ears and want to hear about the family affairs. Why don't you ask Cheng Feng directly!"

One of the common people said, "I dare not ask, Master Cheng is a quiet man."

Yuhua not only has a big mouth, but also likes to talk. When she is bored, she said to the trustworthy people: "If you want to listen, I will tell you! Your place has just been designated as Fengqi's territory, and there are many things you don't know. The Wan family has a master named Wan Liancai, who is a brother of Fengqi's current emperor Shuiyong Wang. Wan Liancai is the elder brother and Shuiyong Wang is the younger brother. The Wan family's master Wan has a son and a daughter. The eldest is the sister, named Wan Baiqian, who married a wealthy businessman named Boss Qian and gave birth to a daughter named Qian Changhong. Wan Baiqian's younger brother is Cheng Feng, who grew up in the village when he was young and later married Shang Xi. They have a son named Cheng Youning. You can see Cheng Youning! He is tall and looks like his father Cheng Feng!"

At this time, all the people said, "I saw it! I saw it! The young master is a good kid, he is kind and righteous, and he has a kind heart. And that boy Suidan has a kind heart too."

Yuhua glanced at the people who were talking and said, "Is it good to follow your courage?"

"Good, that person is very good." Everyone said this in unison. When Yuhua was wondering, Shang Xi came back.

Shang Xi looked at the porridge in the pot and asked, "How is the porridge?"

Zhong Siyu scooped up a spoonful and showed it to Shang Xi. "It's very watery, 30% rice, 70% rice soup. Two bowls a day is just enough to survive. If the people have no livelihood within two months, giving alms for two months will not solve the fundamental problem, and it is not a long-term solution."

Shang Xi was also worried about this. "I just heard from Cheng Feng that this donation may take more than two months."

"Ah? What's going on?" Yuhua looked at Shang Xi and didn't even bother to pour the porridge in her hand.

Shang Xi explained: "All of them have given up their farmland and houses."

Yuhua said, "Then let them go home quickly. It's so hard to sleep on the street. It's better to be at home and eat coarse food."

At this time, a commoner told these people about his family situation again.

Yuhua said as she made porridge: "Don't worry. If you can't plant this crop, then plant the next one. It's a waste to leave it lying idle. I heard that the fields here are much better than those in Fengying. You should go home and plant the fields. Begging is not a serious matter."

The people spread their hands and said, "We want to plant, too, but unfortunately we don't have any seeds."