During the day, the wild shop was still very lively, with people coming and going, and cars and horses noisy. Hong Dashou was so noisy in the house that he couldn't sleep at all, but there was nothing he could do.

Han Wushi said he was taking care of Hong Dashou, but they would always have to spend more money to stay here. So he simply moved the baggage to the door of the house and put up various Hanyang gadgets for sale.

If anything happens to Hong Dashou, he just needs to call out softly, and Han Wushi sitting at the door can hear him. He actually takes care of him, does business well, and is a very shrewd man.

Listening to his voice, Hong Dashou knew that there must be travelers and merchants passing by to buy his things. The tone, breath, speed, etc. of a person's speech can reveal a person's mood and state. And Han Wushi's hawking voice outside the door

The voice is brisk and warm, obviously business is good today.

At about noon, Han Sanshi came back. He grabbed five pills and tied them with a thin straw rope. The medicinal materials were wrapped in variegated paper. It was a very ordinary pill. Hong Dashou asked briefly. Sure enough,

They are just some medicines to dispel cold and warm up.

The two brothers temporarily put away the stall and changed the wet towel on Hong Dashou's forehead. After checking on Hong Dashou and confirming that nothing was wrong, they helped him cover him with the quilt and went to eat, helping him along the way.

Hong Da Shou decoction.

Hong Dashou covered his body for a long time. He had sweated a lot. He touched his forehead again. He felt slightly hot at first, but now his body temperature was basically the same as normal.

Thinking that he should not bother others with everything, Hong Dashou got up and shouted a few words outside. The shopkeeper's daughter actually came over with a bowl of hot porridge. [Note 1]

It turned out that they had already received instructions from the Han brothers, and there was brown rice porridge cooking on the pot, and they were about to bring it in to Hong Dashou. By then, Hong Dashou was hungry, so he took the initiative to open the door and call for help.

At this time, people probably already knew that things like colds were contagious, and many works also stated that the things used by patients and the places where they lived could be sources of infection.

Of course, there are also measures to prevent infection, similar to wearing a mask (actually covering a layer of cloth at this time).

But Hong Dashou was just in the ordinary cold weather, so there wasn't much trouble. The store's daughter just held the small table, placed it in front of Hong Dashou, and then stood a few steps away from the door and watched him eat. There was no fuss or fear.

It looks like a tiger.

Hong Dashou's appetite was average, and there wasn't much in the bowl of porridge. He barely ate more than half of it. It was really bland and tasteless, with just a few pine nuts on top and not much else.

It can probably be compared to putting a few melon seeds with no flavor on top of rice, and then eating them with rice. Hong Dashou was also speechless. What kind of strange combination is this?

The shopkeeper's daughter poked her head around and saw that Hong Dashou had almost finished eating: "Do you want more? My mother said that eating more can help your body get better quickly."

"No, no, that's fine. If it's convenient, can I put two dates in the porridge at night?"

Hong Dashou doesn’t really want to eat anything salty or oily, so adding a few jujubes will make the porridge more delicious with a little sweetness.

"Is jujube enough?"

"Yes, thank you."

The little girl said she understood, and took the small table and the pottery bowl out. Just as the Han brothers came back from lunch, they took a look and saw that there wasn't much left in the bowl.

"Brother, if you can eat well, then the cold will not be a big problem." Han Sanshi said with a smile.

"The medicine is already being fried. The storekeeper will watch the fire for us and bring it over when it's done." Han Wushi was tired after working all morning and sat down against the wall.

"Yes, I think my brother is in good health. I only need two patches of medicine and I'm sure to recover."

"I'm really sorry for bothering you two." Hong Dashou ate something and felt he had some strength, so he sat down and chatted with the two of them.

The Han brothers saw that the sky was very bright outside, and it was rare to encounter the bright sun in winter. So they opened the door to let the sunshine in. Although some wind came in, Hong Dashou felt that the stuffiness was much better, and it was fresh.

Air is indeed very important.

A few people chatted and chatted for a while. They found out that the Han brothers were just ordinary good citizens. They didn’t have any epic history of struggle and struggle, so they were very ordinary. There was a lot of land in their hometown, Jiashan County, and there was no land for farming. They could only go out and walk around the streets.

Sell ​​knick-knacks in the alley, pick an order and become a salesman.

As my capital gradually increased, I started selling more expensive trinkets and trinkets, traveling between Hanyang and Huanghai Ping'an Road. I have been on a familiar road for quite some time.

Just as he was talking, the sound of galloping horses came from outside. This is rare. Even if the monarch is traveling, there are not many cavalry accompanying him. It is quite difficult to see cavalry in places other than Hamgyong Road.

, not to mention the cavalry galloping in the mud and snow.

The knight ran very fast, and few people could see the knight's appearance clearly, but there was a bamboo tube behind him. That thing was a mailbox specially used to place important orders from the court. It was probably that there was something coming from Hanyang that he wanted to convey to the north.

Han Sanshi rested for a while and was quite curious about the cavalryman. Small businessmen like them were already very concerned about all kinds of news, after all, it might affect their livelihood.

It didn't take long for me to find out something about it, although the information was not certain.

It turned out that the victims of the disaster in Hwanghae Province had nowhere to eat, so they headed south to Gyeonggi Province. Thousands of people crowded into the gates of Songdo (Kaeseong). Songdo stayed behind and did not dare to neglect, so they quickly reported to Hanyang.

After all, the lid on the great disaster in Hwanghae Province could no longer be covered, and the Hanyang court returned to fight, but since the matter was brought to light, things should still be done.

So a relief envoy was sent north, bringing 500 bags of rice to Ping'an Road, Hwanghae Road to provide relief.

However, I didn’t find out who it was exactly, so I thought the imperial envoy’s honor guard would set off from Hanyang. So I first sent soldiers to Huangzhou, Haizhou, Pyongyang, Anzhou and other places to inform the observer envoys, Fu Yin, soldiers and horses Jiedu envoys and other officials.

Be prepared to cooperate with the relief envoys to provide relief to the victims.

"This court still has some conscience. It knows that the people are crying for food and urgently need help from the government." Hong Dashou muttered in his heart.

"I hope the person who comes here is a good official, otherwise all the rice will end up in Jingshang's rice store before it leaves Hanyang."

Han Wushi seemed to have no hope of relief from the imperial court, and clearly despised so-called disaster relief.

[Note 1]: I suddenly remembered a very classic and mentally retarded plot. The heroine got a stomachache, and the hero helped her cook porridge and boil water. He also fed her hot porridge, and helped her buy medicine and deliver it with hot water.

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Is this kind of boyfriend super caring? Super loving? But I feel like he probably wants the heroine to die as soon as possible.

Otherwise, the heroine who has a stomach problem should obviously eat warm and cold food, and drink cold food for nothing. But the hero gives her hot food, clearly hoping that her condition will get worse.
Chapter completed!