197 It's hard to think about a porridge and a meal

"...I...did not have never eaten pickles when I was at home. How could it be like this!"

The emperor also saw the strangeness around him and quickly lowered his voice and said.

"Sir, you can't get used to the food outside... Not to mention that there is no oil star in this vegetarian food, just this smell... Not to mention you, I can't eat it either! Or, let's go back for breakfast!"

The emperor sighed, nodded and said, "Let's go. Worry-free, I know how to account."

In fact, the people around looked at them, but it was a little funny to look at them like this, but when they ordered something, they were about to leave without touching it. The people around them looked at each other, but dissatisfaction appeared on their faces, even the shopkeeper.

"Sung, you are kidding us, aren't you?"

"What's wrong with the store? Is this money not enough?" Fuhai asked.

It doesn't matter whether you have enough money or not. You see, many of these people are also on credit with me! But I don't like it when you spoil things like this! Do you know that these things are enough for a family of three or four to eat for a day?

"Is this the only thing? ...And eat for a day?" The emperor asked in shock and anger.

The emperor was angry and felt that the store was a little ignorant. The money had been given to you, and it was enough to buy it again. He was shocked that such a little thing could be eaten by a family of three or four for a day!

Seeing that the atmosphere was a little wrong, He Xuan hurried to make a circle and said, "Sir, you don't know... In a poor family, people who don't work hard don't eat dry food. Moreover, the paste of this store is also thick. If it is a more difficult home, I'm afraid that the dry parts in this bowl will be enough for three bowls!"

"This guy, this is a word of conscience." The shopkeeper finally heard a word from these people's mouths, and the anger just now subsided a little.

"I'm afraid that this miscellaneous steamed bun is also eaten for the family to work in the field. Therefore, the store said that the three of us ordered these things are enough for a family to eat. It's really not to fool you!"

"This is also called steamed buns, black, here..."

"Sir, that's good. At least it's really made. There is nothing else in it... In the barren year, wheat bran cakes are good... They will even be mixed with some wild vegetables and edible flowers. No matter how bad it is, I'm afraid there are even tree bark and grass roots..."

"It's not... Last winter was a disaster year, but it's good that we are still far away from the grassland. Although he was injured, he didn't hit the original gas! The master is a noble person. Naturally, these things are not favorable, but we ordinary people regard these things as good things! For the sake of this young man's fair words, I won't say anything. You didn't eat anything, and you don't have to give money... This is not a place for noble people like you to stay. Please!"

The store's cold and hot mockery was heard by the emperor, which was really heartbreaking and uncomfortable. Originally, the emperor thought that no matter what happened, he had been governed smoothly for so many years. Even if there were occasional disasters, a large amount of food could be allocated for relief, but at present, it is not the same thing at all!

"What about the good year? You won't eat this too, will you?" The emperor is a little stubborn.

"When the New Year is good? What does it have to do with our people? The fine grain we planted needs to be handed over. What's left in our hands is enough seeds for the coming year. Who will eat it for food? Really..."

Another person sitting in the shed said loudly.

At this time, the emperor sincerely felt that his face seemed to have been skinned, and there was no face left! He looked at the things on the table, then gritted his teeth and said, "Wuyou, wrap all these things... Let's take them away!"

After listening to the emperor's words, Fuhai was so surprised that he didn't dare to make a sound. He just saw that the emperor's face was red and white for a while. He was very angry! Now, he even asked He Xuan to wrap all these things. Isn't the emperor angry?

"Where is this... bag?" Fuhai asked.

"If you don't eat it, leave it to those who eat it!" He took it away and then threw it away. It's a waste. I don't know who came up with such a sentence.

"Let's go back and eat, not only let's eat, but also bring them!"

Listening to the emperor's words, He Xuan also felt a little calm, wondering if she had said too much just now, which made the emperor angry...

"Your Majesty, I'm afraid that the young master of the family is also..."

"I know you have money, but the goods are mine. I won't sell you, okay? You'd better invite first..."

With that, the store unexpectedly drove people outside.

"You..." The emperor has never been so angry since he was born. Suddenly, his eyes widened and stared at the shopkeeper.

"What's the matter? You still want to hit someone!"

"Sir...you...you... calm down, ah, calm down..." Fu Hai hurriedly comforted him, and then said to He Xuan, "Mr. He, you are here to persuade him!"

Hearing Fuhai call herself, He Xuan stood still and did not speak to the emperor, but opened her mouth to the store: "Shopkeeper, don't be angry. Our master... is a very good person..."

"Good? It's okay to hit people!" The shopkeeper said.

"My master is angry, not with you... You don't know anything, no matter what kind of year, my master will donate thousands of loads of grain, that is, the fine grain you mentioned, used for relief! I'm afraid that the money will be stripped from it by the official! When I was young, I heard that the things he had donated over the years had been sent to the north, but the master was still worried, so he came out to have a look... But after listening to what you said just now, can he not be angry!"

"Oh? Is there such a thing?"

"No, today's emperor has also given us a plaque!" He Xuan continued to say nonsense, "Yes, rich housekeeper."

Ah? Ah...ah! Isn't it! Sir, don't be angry. In the future, we will take the food ourselves and let it go one by one.

The emperor finally had a step. Although he was still angry, he finally planted some skin for his face!

"Those things you donated have been fed to those dog officials!" The old man just said, "You are a rich man. I'm afraid that these things we eat will be put in the homes of those officials, and I'm afraid that the dogs in their house won't look at them. However, this is what we ordinary people eat!"

"Let's go..." The emperor was not in the mood to say anything more at this time. "Bring these things..."

With that, the emperor left the shed with Fuhai first. He Xuan asked the store to find something, wrapped the things and paid for it. That's why I followed.

When the emperor returned to the inn, Zuo Liang was looking for people everywhere. Seeing the emperor's face, no one dared to ask more questions, but quietly asked Fuhai and found out what happened this morning.

But when everyone saw the things on the table, you look at me, I look at you... I'm repeating a sentence in my heart: this is not true, it's not true!

"When I saw these things, the feeling in my heart was really indescribable. Junzhong, how much food has been pulled out by the Ministry of Household this year?

"It's about eight million dans."

"Those are all fine rice and white noodles! Why did it become this kind of thing when you get here? The emperor stood up, and everyone stood up.

Looking at their frightened appearance, the emperor suppressed his anger, sat down again, and let the others sit down.

"The second child told me that this is the food of three or four people in the people's family. Guards are not included. How many people are there in total now?

Wenxi counted and said, "Not counting the subordinates, there are eight in total!"

"Well, we don't have to eat this for a day, but this morning, we will eat these..."

After saying this, the emperor looked at He Xuan and said, "You can share it. Everyone has to eat everything. Today, I don't need to be served by others. Before they were a messenger, I guess they ate a lot of these things.

"Yes." He Xuan answered, and then divided the three bowls of paste into eight small bowls, and then divided the three steamed buns, put them in a small plate and sent them to everyone... Of course, the pickles!

Looking at the things in front of him, the emperor also summoned up a lot of courage, but he still didn't dare to be the first to move this thing first. He Xuan looked at it. Is it possible to sit on these things for a day?

She didn't care about the etiquette. She first put the vegetable bun in her mouth and then ate the paste with the pickles.

Everyone stared at He Xuan, who was like an outsider, until she swallowed the last bite.

"Are you... all right..." Liao Yong asked in a low voice.

"Don't worry. It's quite interesting to eat this food occasionally... Besides, it's not that I haven't eaten it before, and I've eaten something more difficult to swallow than this..."

In fact, the emperor is also a little regretful and angry now, but he is really afraid to put this thing in his mouth, but Fortunately, He Xuan is also considerate of the emperor. His share is the least.

In fact, it's not just the emperor's share. He Xuan ate one and a half of the three steamed buns by herself. Their things just meant it... In the end, everyone still ate them all in their mouths.

After swallowing this extremely obscure thing, the emperor recovered for half a day.

"A porridge and a meal, when it's hard to get... When you want to eat again, think about what happened today! I'm not in the mood to leave today. Let's break up!"