After dying early, I traveled to ancient times and became a boy

It rained again, and it rained heavily for four or five days in a row. The accumulated water was almost flooding the palace. If the palace was not located on a relatively high ground, I'm afraid we would be able to row a boat now.

"What's going on with the heavens? Why is it raining all the time?" Ling Hui looked at the gloomy sky and couldn't help but say, "If it keeps raining like this, I wonder how many families will suffer."

The rain was too heavy and business in the store was not good, so Ye Xunqing simply gave the employees a day off and let them rest.

He was studying with his most beloved younger brother. Xiaobai had made great progress recently and knew many words. Even the teacher was impressed by him and said that if his brother could pass the imperial examination in the future, his son would definitely become an official.

Ye Xunqing didn't want his younger brother to become an official, he just wanted him to learn more knowledge and become a useful person in the future.

"Well, that's a good calculation." Ye Xunqing praised, "My Xiaobai is indeed the smartest."

Feng Jingheng put down a plate of snacks and said, "Eat something first."

The three of them sat at the table eating snacks and drinking tea.

"The prince and Commander Zhao went out and said they would not be back for lunch." Feng Jingheng said.

Ye Xunqing knew that Xie Hui and the others were busy. The heavy rain caused problems in many drainage ditches in the city, and many houses were flooded. After Xie Hui learned about this, he asked the prefect Hu to summon craftsmen to quickly clear the drainage ditches.

Fearing that they might not do their job well, Xie Hui personally kept an eye on them.

After seven or eight days of heavy rain, the sun finally came out.

Ye Xunqing walked out of the palace and wanted to go to the store to see what was going on. Before he took a few steps, he saw someone lying at the foot of the wall.

They were dressed in rags and looked as if they were about to die.

Ye Xunqing walked over to inquire about the situation, "Are you all okay? Why are you sleeping here? The ground is wet, you should change places."

A middle-aged man opened his eyelids to look at Ye Xunqing, and his eyes lit up when he found that it was a young man dressed in rich clothes.

"Oh, kind-hearted person, I haven't eaten for several days. Can you please be kind and give me something to eat?" the man cried.

After hearing his voice, Ye Xunqing couldn't help but frown. A grown man with arms and legs, why didn't he want to go to work, but instead wanted to beg for food?

"I'm sorry, I don't have any food with me. If you want to eat, you can use your money to buy it yourself." Ye Xunqing said.

The man was a little unhappy. "If I had money, would I beg here?"

"So why don't you have any money?" Ye Xunqing said, "You look healthy and well, why don't you go out and make some money instead of just lying here?"

The man said angrily: "If you don't give us food, get out of here and don't bother us."

Ye Xunqing was also angry. "A big, strong man, instead of trying to make money, just lies here begging. What a disgrace!"

The man got up from the ground with a grunt, "Bitch, do you have the right to speak here?"

"Forget it, forget it." An elderly man tried to mediate, "Young man, you'd better leave quickly. The rest of us might as well starve to death."

Ye Xunqing felt a little uncomfortable after hearing this, "Old man, why are you here?"

The old man replied, "We fled from the south. There was a big flood there, and our homes were flooded, so we had no choice but to leave our home and come here."

This was also within Ye Xunqing's expectations, but he didn't expect there would be so many refugees.

For a time, refugees appeared throughout the city. If it were just refugees, there would not be much of a problem. The problem was that many bandits came into the city mixed in with the refugees.

The government has limited capacity and can only provide partial food and accommodation. Most people have nowhere to live. Moreover, many people are now infected with diseases and need medical treatment. This is the most troublesome thing.

In order to reduce the burden on the government and to provide the refugees with a place to live and food to eat, the government deceived other officials and businessmen into providing relief to the refugees.

Ye Xunqing’s shop would give several large pots of buns to refugees every morning. Each person could only take two, and there was also a bowl of soup.

"Please give me another bun." A thin child begged, "My mother is sick and can't come here to get the buns. Please give me another one."

Feng Jingheng looked at the bun in his hand, feeling a little hesitant. He couldn't set this precedent. What would others think if he gave him an extra bun?

"Please, give me another one. I really didn't lie to you. My mother is really sick. She is very ill and can't come here to get the buns." The child cried.

Feng Jingheng couldn't bear it, so he gave him an extra bun.

But then things got out of control, and people kept coming to him to ask for buns, saying that their relatives were sick and couldn't come, and their relatives wanted them.

Those who ask for one or two are still relatively conscientious, but some people ask for a whole basket of buns, saying that they have many relatives at home.

After giving out a few extra buns, Feng Jingheng felt something was not right, so he was unwilling to give out more.

"Hey, what's wrong with you? Why did you give it to the others before you? But you won't give it to me?"

A man who looked very strong shouted at Feng Jingheng.

Feng Jingheng didn't want to argue with him, so he said patiently, "Sorry, we don't have many buns today. Each person only has two, and once you take them, they'll be gone. You want a whole basket of buns, which is definitely not possible."

"Other people say that if someone in your family is sick, you can just take one more. But if someone in my family is sick, can't I just take one more?" the man shouted with full energy.

"No." Feng Jingheng didn't indulge him. "If your family members are sick, go make money and take them to see a doctor. Don't make a fuss here."

The man yelled, "I don't think you guys really want to give us buns. You're just making a fool of yourself by playing us for fame."

"What kind of beast is barking in front of my house?" Ye Xunqing came out from the kitchen with a knife. "Come on, come on, whoever wants buns, come and get them from me."

Seeing him come out with a knife, those who wanted to cause trouble stopped for a moment, but only for a moment.

"You black-hearted people, you didn't even want to give us buns. You only gave us two on purpose. Who are you trying to disgust?"

"Oh." Ye Xunqing smiled, "You think two buns are too few?"

The man saw him laughing and thought there was something interesting, so he said, "Yes, there are only two buns, and there are so many people in our family, how are we going to divide them?"

Ye Xunqing raised his eyebrows and said, "You have a point. There are too few buns and there are so many people. There are not enough to share."

Everyone responded immediately, "Yeah, yeah, give out a few more buns to each person. I see your store is doing pretty well, so you should be able to afford a few big buns, right?"

Ye Xunqing continued to smile, "You think it's too little? Okay." His expression turned cold, "Ah Heng, move all the steamers back. We won't be giving out buns today."