Traveled to ancient times and became a cheap little dad

Ah Sheng did his job well and returned from the government office soon. Because it was a cold winter and there was a lot of snow, he had to pay a higher price to buy a cart of rice. When he returned to the inn, he saw Jiang Yun coming out, accompanied by Jiang Rong, Su You and Xiao Ziyi.

He rolled his eyes in his heart, but still walked over quickly, "Master, everything is ready, the pot is already on the shelf, let's go over there."

After discussing it, they decided not to take the carriage but to walk. Jiang Rong was on the left and Xiao Ziyi was on the right. They talked to Jiang Yun from time to time to divert their attention.

Passing by a stall that was still selling goods in the heavy snow, Xiao Ziyi bought some candied haws and handed them over with a smile, "Xiao Yun, here you go."

He took it from under the veil and took a big bite. "Thank you! Mm~ delicious, but a little sour."

Xiao Ziyi smiled and stretched out his hand to push aside the gauze, catching the seeds he spat out, "It's so barren here, I guess it's hard to find sugar. If it doesn't taste good, don't eat it. Give it to me."

He handed the candied haws to Xiao Ziyi and turned to look at A Sheng, "Brother A Sheng, we are distributing porridge, is there anyone who doesn't know and doesn't want to come and drink it?"

"No, there are many beggars in the city. Even ordinary farmers are reluctant to eat rice porridge every day. I'm afraid that if our porridge is not cooked well, the queue will form."

Jiang Yun thought about the scenes in the TV series she had watched, nodded as if she understood, and muttered, "Does the emperor know that his people can't even have porridge in the winter? Will he report the situation here?"

"The court's disaster relief money was directly escorted by the army, and it did not pass through the hands of officials at all levels. Naturally, more of it was used for the people." Ah Sheng did not say enough. Officials are always greedy, and the current situation is already very good.

We chatted casually and soon arrived outside the city. As expected, quite a few people had gathered. They must have heard the news and were waiting anxiously. The person who was invited to cook the porridge was efficient and the porridge was cooked quickly. There were also people from the government to maintain order, so everything went smoothly.

Everyone else went to help. Su You sat by Jiang Yun's side, watching through the veil, with a lot of thoughts in his mind. Seeing that he was so silent today, Xiao Ziyi put his arm around his shoulders, "What are you thinking about?"

Jiang Yun reached out and lifted the veil, tilting her head, "Xiao Ziyi, I want to go over and help, can you accompany me?"

Almost immediately, Su You bowed and said, "Madam, no. There are too many people over there, and if something happens, or someone has bad intentions, it's better to stay here."

"Yes, Xiaoyun, you are clumsy and weak. Look at how thin these people are. They must be hungry. If you serve the porridge too slowly, it will delay their meal."

Jiang Yun pinched his face and ears angrily, "You are the stupid one, humph, if you don't want to go, then don't go. I'm just too bored here."

She pouted a little aggrievedly, "Xiao Ziyi, I could have seen my brother today, but the snow delayed me. Although distributing porridge is meaningful, I still feel uncomfortable."

She turned around and half-lay on him, with her chin resting on his shoulder, "Xiao Ziyi, build me a snowplow and clear all the snow on the road."

"...Brother, please stop making things difficult for me. You asked me for a car before, and now you want a snowplow. Are you going to ask me for an aircraft carrier or a time machine someday?"

"You can't do that. You can't do that."

"...I can't even make a snowplow!!!" She stretched out her hand and pinched the soft flesh on his waist, "If you make trouble again, I will scratch you."

"If you tickle me I will ignore you."

"...Little ancestor, just go ahead and make trouble for me,"

Su You was so upset that his head drooped lower and lower. It was terrible, too terrible. Madam and Mr. Xiao were so close. If the master knew about this...

Having made up his mind, he quietly moved towards the porridge stall.