Shen Qingci stopped, thinking that the government's relief food should be coming soon. Originally, she still donated some silver, but in the end, she asked the court to give them.

The emperor's Treasury is always full, only can't get in and out, but let her keep more soldiers. Although it's also her wish, as the master of the court, he shouldn't be so stingy, right?

What's more, this time, it's thanks to brand Heng's consideration. If it wasn't for him, the bank here would have broken, then the court would not only send more relief money, but also some refugees who had fled to settle down. At that time, it would have been a lot of money. If the emperor wanted to take out the money, he would have cried bitterly.

So, let him put some blood.

He didn't know how much money they spent on moving away from the Wei state house. It was white money. No one could really regard gold and silver as dung. Therefore, the taste of meat pain should be experienced by the emperor.

"Meow..."

Miaomiao called. The special voice of the kitten pulled back Shen Qingci's thoughts. Thanks to the fine weather today, she felt much better.

"Let's go."

Shen Qingci continued to hold Miaomiao and walked in the street. She did not want to buy anything, mainly because there were not many people selling things on both sides of the road, and they were all things that she could not use.

So, she just looked around until she came to a place selling bamboo baskets.

This man's bamboo basket is well made.

She squatted down and put her hand on the bamboo basket, which was unexpected. The baskets were made to be unexpectedly smooth, and even there were no burrs on them.

"How about this one?" Shen Qingci picked up one. Well, this one is quite good.

"It's not expensive. It's ten Wen."

Selling bamboo baskets is an old middle-aged man. He laughs very simple and honest. His hands are rough. There are big and small wounds on it. It is not labor-saving to make things with bamboo.

Moreover, it takes a lot of effort to make such a good basket. If you are not careful, you will scratch yourself. These bamboo baskets don't look new. They should have been made up for a long time. Finally, they were sold here. Even though there are few people in Pingyang now, most of them have left with their families because of the floods in Pingyang these years.

What is left is unable to leave, or is waiting to die here.

Maybe this year's naivety is a little merciful, and the living ones are blocked by them. Shen Qingci believes that man will conquer nature. After LuoHeng has managed the water at this time, people at this time will no longer have to leave their hometown.

In a few years, more than ten years, or decades later, maybe it will be a place like AON.

Shen Qingci touched her purse and took out a silver bead. All her silver beads were ten dozen and ten pieces of silver. She liked to use real gold and silver. What she carried was some very smooth gold and silver beads. These gold and silver beads were very useful to her. They could be used to reward or smash people But it can also be used to buy things.

The middle-aged man rubbed his hand on his body and said, "well, I'm sorry for the guest. I don't have zero silver for you."

"Don't change it. I'll take all of them. I'll give you the rest." Shen Qingci put the silver beads on the middle-aged man's hand. She did not feel how dirty he was. She also picked up firewood and ate black steamed buns. She had done all these jobs. She fed herself with her own hands, which was not dirty. They were not born in the rich family, but it does not mean that their lives are cheap.

"Thank you."

The middle-aged man clenched the silver bead, and a big man's eyes were red. When he sold these bamboo baskets, he could sell them for five Wen and ten Wen at most, but now he has sold a silver bead. The silver bead can be worth half a liang of silver. With this silver, the family can buy rice, so there is no need to sell danizi.

Every child in the family is the meat that fell from him, and every one of them is reluctant to give up. It's just that the heavy rain makes the whole family unable to live. There are so many mouths waiting to eat in the family. In fact, he just came to try his luck. He thought that he could sell some meat, and he could earn one more cent. But he did not expect that he met a generous man The Lord.

He secretly took a look at the young master in front of him. He really felt that he was so beautiful, which was better than the daughters of the landlords who had the most land there.

Shen Qingci picked one from it and put it in his arms. The kitten, who lost his master's temperature, looked around him unaccustomed and began to meow.

"Seems too big?"

Shen Qingci compared the size of the bamboo basket. In fact, the bamboo basket was not too big. The main reason was that the little guy was a little small and always felt wobbly when lying inside."Change this."

Baimei picked a small one from the inside, "this one is also made up a little higher, and it is also saved. It falls from inside."

Shen Qingci puts Miaomiao in it. Miaomiao's small body is shaking again, and then he lies on the ground and doesn't move.

"Well, that's it."

Shen Qing took the basket and left. "As for the rest, take it back. It's always useful." if you have nothing to do, you can put a needle, money, cloth or other things in the kitchen. You can't put more in the room. They are all places for Miaomiao to sleep.

"Good."

Bai Mei quickly let the guards behind her take the bamboo basket, which was a little too much. They held a pile of them and hung a pile of them on the neck. In the end, they almost had to take it with their noses.

The two bodyguards of Shuo Wang's mansion are usually unsightly and not angry. They have high prestige in the mansion, but now they are covered with bamboo baskets. They all want to cover their faces and dig a hole to manage themselves.

No one can protect their image. If they are known, their faces have to be put in. Along the way, both of them feel that the sight of these pedestrians is placed on them, and the more they go, the more hot their faces are and their heads are sweating.

What should we do?

Both of them are really going to cry, and their image is greatly damaged. It must be that their posture is not correct, or is it really too ugly.

"There's no one on the head."

Baimei is also very sympathetic to these two guards. She meets a master who doesn't deal with cards according to the card theory. Really, it's tears when she talks too much.

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