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

Feng Jingheng didn't understand what he meant, "The buns haven't been distributed yet..."

"No more." Ye Xunqing said coldly, "Some people don't want to appreciate this favor, so why should we bother trying to curry favor with them? These buns are filled with meat, and I paid for them with my own money. Why should I give them money and then get scolded?"

Feng Jingheng thought about it and felt that what Ye Xunqing said made sense, so he moved all the buns back.

"What's going on with you? We haven't even received them yet, why did you take the buns back?"

"They asked for extra buns, what does that have to do with us? We only want two!"

Ye Xunqing still had that indifferent expression. "I'm so sorry, I do things based on my mood. If someone makes me unhappy, I won't give out buns. Instead of looking for trouble with me, why don't you go find out who made you lose your buns?"

After saying that, he picked up the stool next to him with one hand and said, "Come on, move all the things back to me. Anyone who makes trouble will be beaten with a big stick!"

If he said he wouldn't give out buns, then he wouldn't give out buns. No matter what happened in front of the door, he pretended not to hear and continued to do business.

"Greed is insatiable, like a snake swallowing an elephant." Song Yuzhu said as she counted the bills, shaking her head, "The boss was kind enough to give them some buns, but not only are they not grateful, they even think we gave them too few. It's really ridiculous."

Ye Xunqing said to her, "If doing good deeds can make us happy, then we should do it. If we do good deeds and still get humiliated, it would be like losing both the wife and the army. It's not necessary."

Song Yuzhu responded: "Boss is right."

"Arrange two trustworthy people to take the buns and go with me to the wall to disperse." Ye Xunqing did not waste the meat buns. "Two for each person, only give them to the elderly, children, and those who are too sick to get up. No other gifts."

Song Yuzhu was worried about him going, "Let's find someone else to go. You have a special status, so I'm afraid it's not safe."

Ye Xunqing slammed the kitchen knife in his hand on the table and shouted, "If anyone dares to do anything under my nose, I will chop off his hand and eat it as a snack."

Song Yuzhu laughed, "The boss is still the most powerful one."

Ye Xunqing was indeed mighty, but he was not so mighty that he could go alone. He went with Feng Jingheng.

And there are others who have the same idea as them.

"Mr. Han, I haven't seen you for several days." Ye Xunqing took the initiative to greet Han Weiyu.

Han Weiyu nodded at him, "Are you here to help the disaster victims too? But I seem to have heard that you also gave away steamed buns at the door. Now that you're giving away so many, won't you lose money?"

Ye Xunqing said: "It's okay, the buns at the door are no longer given away. There are too many greedy people. You gave away buns and still couldn't get a word of praise. Why do you need to do such a thing?"

Han Weiyu almost understood what he meant, "Okay, I've already given you a big cake here, you can take a look."

"Then let's go to another place. Some people haven't got it yet."

Soon, the food they brought was distributed and many people were left without any.

Ye Xunqing couldn't bear it, so he asked the breakfast shop to steam a few large baskets of big white steamed buns. This time, they were really gone after they were distributed.

The weather was a bit hot, so after helping the victims, Han Wei Yu came back with Ye Xunqing and the others.

"Where's your husband?" Ye Xunqing asked Han Weiyu while eating canned peaches. "I haven't seen your Master Shen for a while. What's going on? Are there any conflicts?"

Han Weiyu blushed slightly, "We'll get married..."

"Well, isn't that a matter of time?" Ye Xunqing wanted to gossip again, "Tell me, where did your Master Shen go?"

Han Weiyu said: "He returned to Beijing. He said that his grandfather was ill and insisted that he go back."

"Why don't you go with him?"

"Without a name or status, I cannot go."

"That's right."

The two were chatting when they heard the sound of horse hooves outside the house and someone shouted, "Eight hundred miles, eight hundred miles, eight hundred miles!"

Ye Xunqing rushed out from beside the table. What do you mean by 800 miles express?

Han Weiyu followed closely behind, also stretching his neck to look outside.

"It's a messenger." Han Weiyu guessed what he was doing by looking at his attire. "Eight hundred miles in an emergency. I'm afraid there's another war going on."

Ye Xunqing suddenly thought of what he had talked about with Xie Hui a while ago. Xie Hui said that there would be a war in the southeast soon, and he had persuaded Xie Hui to go with Zhao Huaixin.

"What happened?" Feng Jingheng also came out to take a look. "Why do I hear the sound of horse hooves?"

No one was allowed to ride fast in the city, and ordinary people were not allowed to ride horses in the city unless there was an emergency.

"It's a messenger from the court. Master Han said that war is about to begin."

Ye Xunqing lived in a peaceful era and had never seen a real battlefield, but had only seen the news on TV.

But the battlefields of the new century are definitely different from those in ancient times. In their era, wars involved not only people, but also weapons and equipment. In many cases, sophisticated weapons would reduce many casualties.

But it was different in ancient times. In ancient times, everything depended on people. Once a war broke out, many people would die, not only soldiers, but also many ordinary people.

Ye Xunqing doesn't like war, but war is inevitable.

A heavy rain broke down the southeastern defense line, and countless people were displaced. At this time, the Japanese on the southeastern coast found an opportunity and launched a large-scale attack, and the front line continued to advance towards the Central Plains.

King Xie Hui of Annan accepted the order to go to war.

Many years ago, Xie Ling did the same thing.