Even if it is much safer, be careful.
The prince nodded, he was the one who cherished his life the most, and left with people.
Zhou Shuren was beating his legs, and he seemed to rest his eyes, but he did not leave the city gate. The city gate was semi-closed, and the victims were not allowed to enter the city. , the victims outside had already started making trouble.
Now disaster relief has food to save lives. In the past, when there were no conditions, food was limited. With comparison, the victims are still very quiet.
Zhou Shuren rested for a quarter of an hour, and his legs finally eased, "I'm really old and my recovery is slow."
Gently said in a low voice: "Adults will be much better by exercising more every day."
Zhou Shuren, "We'll talk about it later."
Shen Xing was speechless and looked up at the sky, the adults have heard too many words, and finally they are gone.
After leaving the city, the soldiers guarding the city gate gave Zhou Shuren a few more glances at the sign, and Zhou Shuren stroked his beard. There were always people staring at them in this line of work.
The position of the prince is easy to find. The prince is standing in front of the soup medicine shed. The prince can be regarded as a baby who has grown up a little bit. Although he is more and more able to pretend, Zhou Shuren can still see that the prince is angry.
Zhou Shuren didn't approach the prince, but stood in front of an open space and looked at the soup medicine shed, "The taste is really bland!"
The taste of Chinese medicine boiled is very rich, and those who have drunk Chinese medicine know it well.
Zhou Shuren read medical books because of his wife, so he would read it when he was free. He also knew a lot about the medicinal properties of the medicinal materials. He sniffed and closed his cloak and found a place to stand in a shelter from the wind.
Jin Yan lowered his voice, "Sir, the officials of Zhangzhou are suspicious of us."
Although disguised, well-trained guards are available, and the masters in the palace are not comparable to escorts.
Zhou Shuren, "I didn't think I could hide it for long. Be careful, go and see the porridge shop."
Shen Xing responded and left without making a sound. An expert is an expert, and it is easy to think of many people.
The prince lined up with his face unchanged, but his inner anger could not be suppressed. After the registration of medical centers across the country, each state would approve a sum of money for the purchase of medicinal materials. There are also medicinal materials for disaster prevention materials.
But what did he see, the medicinal dregs that he had boiled for an unknown number of times, could this really cure the disease? And where did the frostbite plaster go?
The guard's face was also not good. Why, because there were many patients here, and wanted His Royal Highness to leave, but His Highness said that he had a number, and he was so anxious that he had not come yet.
The prince was not willful. He covered his face with his scarf, and he was far away, and he was not listed in the seriously ill column. Most of the people who came here were decoctions to keep out the cold, and very few were sick.
The prince's eyes were dark, and he only listened to the inquiries. Although the relief was slow, the people were not short of food and medicinal materials. He felt that it was okay. After all, this is not the capital, and it is not under the eyes of the father.
Now my face hurts a lot, and after I received the soup, the prince's face hurts even more, pressing his anger, "Can this soup like clear water be able to keep out the cold?"
The man who issued the decoction said in a low voice because of the young man in front of him, "This is the newly formulated decoction to keep out the cold."
The Crown Prince laughed angrily when he heard this, "You also drink this kind of soup?"
The man pointed to the cotton-padded jacket on his body, "I don't need to keep warm and I don't need to drink."
The Crown Prince swept to Lord Zhou in the distance, put down the bowl and led someone out of the team. The man who dispensed the medicine frowned. Forget it, he was the one who gave the medicine with money.
Zhou Shuren, "Have you found anything?"
The prince hummed, "Someone is greedy for the money to buy medicinal materials."
Zhou Shuren looked at the prince silently, waiting for the prince to continue.
The prince said: "There is no problem with the food. I sent someone to see the warehouse, but no one dared to move the food."
This is the same as the careful investigation, no one dares to move the food.
The prince pursed his lips, "I just looked at the quilts that were distributed, and found a lot of old clothes donated. The quilts are also old."
He was stopped when he wanted to go forward, but he knew how many years those quilts were, and they were no longer protected from the cold.
Therefore, the pre-slaughter money that the states have to set aside has been moved.
Zhou Shuren stroked his beard, "You already know what?"
The prince nodded, "Well, I can almost estimate it when I go back."
Zhou Shuren smiled. The prince always went to the Ministry of Household to run for nothing. Since he asked the Ministry of Household to know that whether it is food or construction, the Ministry of Household must have a price, and the Ministry of Household has staff who specialize in price statistics. .
He will check it from time to time, so he will put it in a conspicuous place. After the prince finds out, he not only looks at it but also remembers it carefully. The prince who knows the price is very scary.
Soon, an inconspicuous guard came back and lowered his voice, "I got the dregs."
Zhou Shuren estimated the time, "Let's go back too."
In the evening, the prince handed over the arrangement to Zhou Shuren. Zhou Shuren looked at the medicinal materials and pointed out, "The quality and medicinal properties of medicinal materials also determine the price."
The prince nodded and wrote it down, "Doctor Wang has already distinguished the dregs, it's not a special anti-cold decoction at all, it's the most common decoction formula."
Zhou Shuren, "What is the prince planning to do?"
Prince, "Wait for the food delivery team to arrive in Zhangzhou."
He wants to investigate, and he also needs to consider his own safety. In case someone wants to take a risk it is safe to play steadily.
Zhou Shuren didn't say much. He only needed to watch the prince's actions, and he could give pointers when appropriate. This was a good experience for the prince.
It's not too complicated here, the prince is just right to practice his hands.
Master Yan was not very happy. He taught the prince, but the prince didn't trust him.
The next day, in the capital, Zhulan taught the granddaughters to count, and the door became lively. After listening carefully, Changzhong brought Minghui with him.
Zhulan, "It's quite lively today, why are you all here?"
Minghui rushed over, "Grandma, you have to decide for your grandson."
Zhulan looked like her Minghui's voice softened, "Okay, okay, grandma will let Minghui decide."
Minghui snorted, "Grandma, my uncle loses his bet and wants to default."
Zhulan looked at her son, um, what a son can do.
Chang Zhong glared at Ming Jing who was smiling innocently, "Mother, Ming Hui and Ming Jing have teamed up to harass your son."
Zhulan was curious, only Chang Zhong was a scheming person in the family, and his face was red when being cheated. For the first time, Zhu Lan looked at Hanhan Ming Jing, no matter how she looked at it, she didn't seem to be able to cheat people.
Mingjing scratched her head, "Grandma, I didn't cheat my uncle. My uncle said that I guessed a question correctly for a tael of silver. I didn't expect that I could answer all of them correctly."
Mingjing thought for a while and added, "It's actually not difficult."
Changzhong, "...Mother, Minghui must have told the answer in advance."
Minghui was wronged, "I didn't, I didn't say it."
Mingjing blinked innocently, "Well, the third brother didn't tell me the answer."
But he has seen the third brother's answer. The questions that the little uncle gave were all the questions that the third brother did a few days ago. Who made him have a good memory? Little Fatty clenched his hand into a fist. No one of him said that he had a good memory. He doesn't want to read too much, and now the daily amount is more relaxed.