Chapter 232

"Really?" beilingyu asked.

"Yes," said Du Xiaoli, "do you still have pen and ink here?"

"Yes." Bei Lingyu asked the servant girl to prepare the pen, ink, paper and inkstone. Du Xiaoli soon wrote the process, blew it on the paper and said, "you just need someone to do it according to the above method. Even if the taste is not very good, it can be preserved for a longer time."

Beiling Yicheng took the paper, read it once, received it in his arms and said, "I thank you on behalf of the people of Northern Qi."

"The seventh Prince is kind. In fact, Xiaoli grew up in a peasant family. She can best understand the hardships of farmers. She also knows that farmers are easy to meet. As long as they eat and wear warm clothes, they won't ask too much. It's a blessing if it can help the people at the bottom." Du Xiaoli said with a smile.

"Now is the time when the persimmon is ripe. I'll send it back quickly." Beiling Yicheng said and left.

"Eh, brother Huang... Really, why are you in such a hurry?" Bei Lingyu wanted to say that it's not so urgent. Just let someone do it in a moment, but Bei Lingyi Cheng has gone out.

Du Xiaoli smiled, got up and said, "I've heard that there will be a large area of surplus persimmons in Northern Qi every year, but there will be food shortage in winter. If persimmon cakes can alleviate the situation a little, it is also useful. The seven princes are so worried, which shows that he has the people in his heart. This is the blessing of the people in Northern Qi."

"Xiaoli, it's very kind of you!" beilingyu naturally knows what kind of person his royal brother is. Unexpectedly, Du Xiaoli only sees it through such a thing. "It's our luck to know you! It's also a blessing for the people of the Northern Qi Dynasty."

"As I just said, I came out of the farmhouse and have been helped by many farmers. I also want to help you when I can." Du Xiaoli said, "well, I won't bother you to pack up. Goodbye."

"Well, I have to clean up the mess here, or I'll have to pull their hind legs." Bei Lingyu said with his tongue out.

Du Xiaoli and Xia yuan left the women's courtyard of the state of Northern Qi. They planned to see how Lu Junqi cleaned up and send her persimmon pie by the way.

"Miss." after returning to her yard, Yingge couldn't restrain her doubts and called Du Xiaoli.

"Yingge, what's the matter? How does your expression look like constipation?" Du Xiaoli asked with a smile.

"Miss, I have a question. The maidservant endured it all the way, but she still didn't come up with an answer." Yingge said.

"You want to ask me why I give the practice of persimmon cake to the Northern Qi country?" Du Xiaoli said clearly.

Yingge nodded and said, "that's it. Miss, why do you give it to them? Aren't they from other countries?"

Du Xiaoli came to the pavilion in the yard and sat down and said, "Yingge, do you know that we were sweating a lot two years before you went to Du Zhuang?"

"I don't know," said Yingge.

"That year, I was ten years old. The whole Zhou county didn't have much rain that year, which was not enough for the growth of crops. That year, many fields had no harvest." Du Xiaoli recalled that the Buddha came back to that year.

"Isn't that terrible?" Qiao Zhu said.

"It's very miserable. Many poor people were poor at first, so many families ran out of food. The oranges and grapes planted in our village avoided the loss caused by the lack of harvest to a certain extent. But in other villages, many old people and children starved to death because they couldn't stand hunger." Du Xiaoli frowned, "Even those who survived that year became skin and bones, and because there were no rice seeds left in the previous year, there were no seeds planted in the next year."

"It's really hard for the people living at the bottom," Xia yuan sighed.

"What happened to those people?" Qiao Zhu asked.

"Later, the government transferred some relief food from other places. Originally, it was intended to distribute it by one family, but it was not enough. At that time, we also made some money, so we told Lord Sun that a village sent some officers and soldiers to build a temporary stove with the village and cook big pot rice, so that the whole village could eat in one place to eliminate waste. Later, I didn't have enough money They mobilized the rich people to raise money, and later went to other places to raise money. With the money from the imperial court, they bought some cheap food materials. However, the whole county was full of disaster victims, so they had to cook porridge. You know, five months, five months, those people drank porridge for five months, so later for a period of time, I feel like vomiting when I see porridge. "

No wonder Du Xiaoli seldom drinks porridge in the morning. It turned out that there was still a period of time before they went to duzhuang.

"Then what happened?" Xia yuan asked. "When we went to Zhou county, we didn't see that we had suffered a disaster. On the contrary, we were very prosperous."

"Have you noticed that there are many water conservancy projects in Zhou county?" Du Xiaoli said. "During that time, we didn't have crops, so we gathered all the people together. No matter men, women, old and young, they all went out to dig wells and pools, and built a lot of water conservancy projects. Later, after the drought passed, everyone's life slowly returned to normal."

"Miss, aren't you only ten years old at that time? You can think of these methods!" Qiao Zhu looked at Du Xiaoli admiringly. "Your young lady's IQ has nothing to do with her age, you know?" Du Xiaoli touched Qiao Zhu's head and said. "Miss has experienced the days of food shortage, so I moved my mind last time when I talked to Princess Yu that people in Northern Qi often run out of food in winter." Xia Yuan said. Du Xiaoli nodded and said: "As the saying goes, food is the most important thing for the people, and people have the right to live, regardless of their rank and rank. The Northern Qi country is located in the north, and the winter is long and cold. It is often covered with heavy snow, so it is difficult to plant food in winter, and there will be a shortage of food. In fact, they also have a lot of food in other seasons, but they just don't know how to preserve it. The practice of persimmon pie is simple, and there are many persimmons there, don't you think so It's a small way to help those people. If you can help them, you can accumulate blessings for yourself. "" Miss, your heart is very good! " Qiao Zhu was moved and said. Du Xiaoli smiled when she heard this. Is she a good person? She killed so many people for the organization in her previous life. Her hands were covered with blood. She never thought she was a good person. She thought she was just a spectator in the world, but because Du Xiuheng gave her family affection, uncle Shi took care of herself. After the natural disaster that year, she thought I want to change slowly and integrate into the world. However, in her heart, the brand of her previous life still exists deeply. "Moreover, I don't do this simply for the people of Northern Qi." Du Xiaoli said.