HLnovel Chapter 211 Becomes the Chapter Center
Chapter 211 Becomes the Chapter Center
A few words cannot express the sadness along the way, but looking at the white-haired, weather-beaten old lady, the shopkeeper stopped fiddling with the abacus beads.
He sighed and said, "Go ahead and tell the kitchen staff that I said so. I'll give you some ginger, but you have to cook it yourself."
"Hey, hey!" Old Mrs. Hua immediately smiled, put her hands together, and thanked the shopkeeper again and again.
Not long after, bamboo tube after bamboo tube of ginger soup was delivered to everyone's hands. Logically speaking, little kids don't like the taste of ginger.
But they still held their bamboo tubes in their chubby little hands, blowing into them and drinking from them in small sips.
Since the ginger was given for free, Old Lady Hua felt embarrassed to use too much of it, so she gave the gingery ones in the front to the kids, as well as the strong laborers and boys living in the barn.
By the time it reached the old man and the old lady, there was almost no ginger flavor left.
The ginger slices were cooked over and over again. When cooking the last two pots, the ginger slices were taken out, chopped and diced, and cooked again.
In the words of the old ladies, it doesn't have much ginger flavor, but at least there is some ginger powder.
This sentence made Shen Youyou feel very sad. We are not that poor, are we? Why are the grandmothers so stingy?
Even if there is minced ginger, what’s the use of it after cooking it so many times? If not, just spend a few coins to buy some!
Li Jingshu brought a few wives to clean the kitchen for others. Although they didn't use other people's bowls, they boiled water in pots and pots, making the place a mess.
Tidy up your head before going to bed so that you won't be too annoying when people get up to make breakfast tomorrow.
Moreover, she had just bought some cornmeal from someone. Now that they had made peace, she would get up early tomorrow morning and set up a few iron pots outside the inn yard to steam more steamed cornbread.
This was also arranged by Shen Zhiqiu. He was worried that we would have to travel quickly tomorrow and others would have carriages but they didn't. But we really can't fall behind, so we won't set up the pot to cook at noon.
Grandma Hua had just finished her work and walked back to the room, when she saw her granddaughters and sisters, all washed and applying face cream.
In the winter, with Shen Youyou's free facial cream, the girls' faces have become more delicate and their hair has become thinner.
Old Lady Hua couldn't help but complain to Old Lady Wang: "These girls don't know what to do. They smear dust on their faces during the day, and then smear oil on their faces at night when they are about to go to bed. Aren't they really afraid that they will get rubbed on the quilt?"
Shen Youyou not only applied it on her face, she also applied it on her arms, legs, and even her feet. If there weren't so many people around, she would definitely choose to apply it all over her body.
Hearing grandma's complaints, he smiled and said: "Applying black during the day is for self-protection, and applying oil at night is for maintenance."
Old Mrs. Hua felt so tired that she didn't want to listen to her granddaughter's chattering. She climbed onto the bed and lay down, feeling sore all over.
Shen Youyou looked at her grandmother's expression and realized that she was exhausted, so she sat over, hugged her grandmother's legs and started massaging her.
Although she had never learned it before, just pressing it casually could make her feel a lot more relaxed.
Shen Zhixia and Li Jingshu, who had just finished their work and came in, were also washing themselves.
She accidentally looked up and saw this scene. She glanced at her daughter who was applying facial oil to her mother-in-law, Old Lady Wang, and then looked at Da Ya and Er Ya, wondering what they were chattering about with their little sisters.
I couldn't help but sigh in my heart: "No wonder I always favor Yoyo. In the past, Yoyo was so young that I couldn't see anything.
But during this journey of fleeing famine, she always put her grandparents first in everything, and her attentiveness was even greater than that of a daughter like me."
Shen Zhiqiu was even more tired. After washing up, he was still worried about everyone, so he had to look around. Although he was embarrassed to go to the firewood room, he asked his eldest brother to go over and ask his eldest sister-in-law.
Are there enough quilts and other things? If not, we can rent a few beds from the shopkeeper. At worst, we can change them for him before we leave tomorrow.
I also had to think about the young boys and strong laborers in the barn. They had just taken advantage of the women going out to boil water to quickly clean the woodshed.
He even forgot to remind me to dry my hair before going to bed, as the barn doesn't block the wind, so I must not sleep with wet hair, or I'll have crooked eyes and a crooked mouth when I wake up.
Shen Zhidong had already laid down. Seeing his brother going back and forth, he quickly waved his hand and said, "Brother, go back and have a rest. We know about this matter. Don't worry about it."
This is Shen Zhiqiu and his group. Although they spend less money, they have to rely on themselves for everything. By the time everyone goes to bed, it is already late at night.
Spending more money is not always a bad thing. Take the Yue Lai Inn across the street for example. Although they charge more, their service is also very good.
Not only are there hot meals and dishes, but they even sell new clothes.
However, there are not many styles, some sizes are not particularly suitable, and there are only two colors: blue and green.
But they are all made of fine cotton and they are new.
For this group of wealthy refugees, it was not easy to survive on the road of fleeing famine. At that time, they dressed as shabby as possible, just thinking about not being conspicuous in the crowd and not letting people remember them.
They even had to compete with a group of refugees for food and drink, and had eaten wild vegetables and grass roots.
It was really shameless to come here, but I couldn't stand entering the city with ragged clothes on.
I also particularly care about the strange looks from others.
At this time, even if they did not have gorgeous clothes, they were willing to spend money to wear some decent and clean clothes.
Therefore, this kind of service can be said to make those wealthy people who know they are being taken advantage of feel a little better.
After all, they are all rich or have good connections, and the leading yamen runners don't want to offend this group of people.
As for what you said, shouldn’t we go to the soup kitchen of the rich people in the next county to mobilize their spirit of charity?
Aren't there still Shen Zhiqiu and his gang to support the scene?
Even if all the people in the big red team are willing to buy clothes, and Shen Zhiqiu and his team are the same, don't they still have the rose red and maroon teams?
The red-card team itself is actually not within the scope of what these team leaders are pretending to be.
However, inside Yuelai Inn, many of the people who had just arrived today were curious about the origins of Shen Zhiqiu and his group.
Even Mr. Meng's wife, Mrs. Meng, who was very familiar with them, was quite curious.
"Master, you said that our family bought the quota for 500 taels per head, but it doesn't look like that group of people can come up with that much money. When you went to inquire about the situation before, didn't you come back and say that the group of people looked very worried?"
Mr. Shen was about to fall asleep with his eyes closed. When he heard his wife's words, he warned her, "Don't ask about things that you shouldn't ask about. Don't be short-sighted. Don't judge people by appearance.
Besides, after interacting with that group of fellow villagers, we found that Shen Zhiqiu is indeed not an ordinary person. He is loyal and righteous, and he is also capable.
Besides, you should think about it more. It was said before that a general was suppressing the bandits, but none of us has seen that general, let alone who he is.
But Shen Zhiqiu had been in and out of the general's tent several times. Could he be simple? Perhaps it was the reminder he got at that time."
The son of the family with an official son-in-law also curiously asked his brother-in-law: "It doesn't look like that group of people paid to buy the quota, so they are guarantors. But how capable must they be to guarantee more than 200 people at once?
But judging by their words and actions, it doesn’t seem like they can know that kind of person!”
The official's son-in-law shook his head. He had never heard his friend who had connections mention this matter, but the less information there was, the more important the person might be.
So when Shen Zhiqiu and his group were still busy boiling water for washing, they had already become the topic of conversation among the group of people opposite them.
The final conclusion is that no matter what the reason is, just don't offend anyone.