The Wu family opened a warehouse and released grain, and sold it at a low price. The people were all happy and praised each other.

The wind and sand couldn't see clearly outside the crowd, and they didn't want to squeeze in. They turned around and looked around, and said to a restaurant on the street, "Let's go for lunch."

Xue Yi thought to myself, didn’t you just have breakfast? Why are you hungry again? But she didn’t ask any more questions and quickly followed the master.

A young man came up from the door and said, "I'm really sorry, there are no seats in the crowd."

As if the wind and sand were not heard, they walked straight through the noisy and lively lobby and walked upstairs to the stairs.

He gave the clothes to the clerk a small string of copper coins, followed the owner to the second floor, turned around and saw that the seats were full, although there were only seven or eight seats, about half of which were separated by a screen.

The young man followed up happily and smiled apologized: "You should put a small table on the terrace, and you two will just pick it up first, and you will change it immediately if you have an empty seat."

Xueyi looked at the narrow terrace, her eyes showing displeasure.

Fengsha stretched out his hand and pointed: "Just put it there."

The young man said aloud, moved a shorter table and two small stools, barely gathered a table on the terrace.

He smiled again and said, "To be honest, the owner of the shop has returned to his hometown. Now there is only tea, meat and jerky. It was also the Wu family's family who advised him to open the door and make it easier for everyone to rest..."

Fengsha lifted his robe and sat down, raised his hand and interrupted, "What's up to you?" He turned his eyes and stared downstairs. From here, he could see the gate of Wujialiang Shop across the street.

There were crowds of people outside the door, pushing and squeezing inside the door.

It’s not easy to see, but people can see clearly when they enter and exit.

The guy quickly brought the bowls, tea and a plate of jerky meat.

While taking the hot tea, he helped the owner burn the bowls and chopsticks, he followed the owner's sight to look at the food shop opposite the street. After all the bowls and chopsticks were burned, he still couldn't see anything strange. He couldn't help asking, "What are you looking for? Maid, I'll help you find it."

Fengsha said casually: "Price the pulse, count the number of people, average the number of grains, and double the time, you can estimate how much grain is released here in a day."

Xue Yi looked confused: "So what if you know how much food you let go?"

"Add other messages, such as how many days have you been released? How many places inside and outside the city? Are there any other places? You can estimate the total number. The more information you know, the more accurate it is, the more accurate it is. At least it can give me a general concept."

Fengsha lowered his head to drink tea, and only paid attention to the grain door opposite the street with his light. While he was estimating in real time, he was also slowly answering the questions about teaching clothes, which was clearly dedicated to using it.

Xueyi felt dizzy when she heard it. It took a long time to sort it out and said curiously: "So what if you know the total number?"

"If there is not much food, it is 80% that the Wu family will regain their reputation and establish their reputation again."

Fengsha put down the teacup, picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of jerky and threw it into his mouth, and said vaguely: "If I put too much, then I must figure out why I put so much."

Shu Yi felt that the master clearly stated it very clearly, but she was even more dizzy when she heard it, and said in confusion: "It's just a relief to the victims. After all, it's a good deed. What else can there be conspiracy?"

Fengsha looked at her and his eyes turned back: "Do you know what is the name of releasing grain and relief? It is called inviting people's hearts. This is not a trivial matter, but it is actually a big taboo, because only the emperor himself can invite people's hearts."

Shu Yi was stunned and whispered: "I have seen the government helping the victims before, and some large households opened porridge shops..."

She suddenly realized that she was questioning the master and stopped talking.

"The emperor's permission is called relief, and it is called private relief without the emperor's permission. What you said is either the local government report it and the local government is useless. Otherwise, they will be held accountable afterwards, and the minority will be drowning, and the worst will be good at prostitution."

Those who are drowning are dereliction of duty. Those who are good at promoting work will send troops without an imperial edict. In the end, they will either be dismissed from office or beheaded.

Fengsha said lightly: "Privately release grain and provide relief, harming public grain and gathering people's hearts. There are also people who have food. Do you know this is the starting point of rebellion? Look below, there is not even a yamen runner. Obviously, Yangdi Prefecture Yamen is useless."

I thought I would give you some food? What a big deal. I didn’t expect that the master would attach so much importance to it and even come up with so many tricks to even rebel.

She was a little difficult to understand, but she had always believed in her master. It seemed that this seemingly simple thing was not simple at all. At least the master thought it was not simple.

Fengsha pinched the meridians for a while, and silently calculated them. He turned his face and smiled at Zuyi, "You! You should read more books. If you don't understand anything, how can you be alone in the future?"

He only needs about the number, there is no need to keep staring at it, and he plans to make another round in a while.

Su Yi was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized the meaning of the master's words. For a moment, he didn't know whether it was joy or sorrow, and bit his lip and said, "I, I want to be by your side all the time."

Fengsha smiled and was about to tease her, but the table of guests behind the screen next to her stood up one after another and checked out and left.

Su Yi quickly stood up and poked her head out, watching the young man clearing the messy desktop on the side of the screen.

This is a large square table, which can be squeezed to sit seven or eight people, leaning against the window, and the view is much better than the narrow terrace here.

The young man cleaned up quickly and smiled and said, "It's going to be done soon."

The tutor was waiting well, and a group of six people rushed up the stairs, and they were a little domineering. Without saying a word, they rushed straight into the screen and occupied the position.

Xueyi was unhappy: "Hey, this is our location."

Her voice was very pleasant, and although her tone was unhappy, it was not a different kind of pleasant sound.

The few people looked over and saw that it was a masked beauty, and their eyes lit up.

A young man in blue smiled and said, "The guest on the table had just left and we happened to come again. Why are you here as a girl?"

The young man quickly explained: "These two guests have indeed arrived a long time ago. The young man agreed earlier and changed his seat immediately after he had an empty seat, so, this..."

Shu Yi said, "You all heard it, and you always come first and then come. As for where you sit, that's your business."

The little stool was sitting in a frustrating manner, not to mention that the terrace was narrow, the small table was short, and there were railings blocking it. It would be fine if she sat for a while, but she sat for a while for a while. She was worried that her master's legs would be numb, so she had to fight for it, and her attitude was a little tough.

The young man in blue took off the screen that was half a person's height with his hands and smiled and said, "Why do girls have to be so harsh? When they are away, they are friends, so why should they play tables?"

Of course, she was reluctant to teach her clothes. She also wanted to take the opportunity to talk to her master, act coquettishly and act coquettishly!

Fengsha was quite happy, and stood up and fisted and said, "The children of the world are not careful. Since my brother invited me to the table, it's better to play the table." It was Su Nu and his group. He wanted to find someone to inquire about the situation. Is this a coincidence?

Su Nu saw him as soon as she went upstairs.

Women like her are most afraid of meeting Enke in public, and they will be in a dilemma and don’t know what kind of face they should face.

Fortunately, she is accustomed to being aloof, except for her dodging eyes, she is a little nervous and looks as cold as usual.

The young man in blue seemed to have seen the wind and sand. He looked up and down a few times, tsk twice, and said sarcastically: "Brothers are radiant and full of energy. I didn't expect that they are one of us!"

Fengsha is weak in physique, and he soaks cold water every day in the past few days to quench the fire. He has not had a good rest. It is true that he is depressed and even more haggard. He has no spirit. He is obviously saying the opposite, full of ridicule.

Su Nuqi said with her lips: "Meeting each other is fate, why both of you sarcastically? Please come and sit down!" Her voice was very nice, not inferior to the clothes, like a cold spring ding dong, refreshing, and refreshing it.

The benefactors who can go to Nuanchun Pavilion are all big names she cannot appreciate, so she must help to help.

Everyone agreed, and the young man in blue smiled flatteringly: "Junior Sister Wang said it very well, it's me that I'm rude."
Chapter completed!