This year, the first snow fell for more than half a month. The weather was colder than a day. Many houses were collapsed by snow, and the casualties were unknown. Several families in Beijing opened granaries and set up porridge sheds everywhere. , and more wealthy people continue to live and dream.
Jiang Pengji is currently living in Fengfu, and when she heard that there is a porridge shed, she also went out with Feng Jin to cook porridge for the people.
The snow continued outside, and there were already several rows of people in front of the porridge shed.
Almost everyone has a withered face and thin clothes. Some people are quite thickly dressed, but they are covered with large and small patches.
"This heavy snow, I don't know how many people were crushed to death... How many people were frozen to death..."
The boy serving porridge in the porridge shed looked at the endless line, and whispered to the boy next to him, with pity and sympathy in his words.
Although two large pots have been set up, the porridge is still not enough for the common people.
The companion was so busy that he couldn't touch the ground, "...Stop talking nonsense, work is important... Can the lives of nobles be the same as those of pariahs?"
The people lined up to get the porridge, Jiang Pengji helped to serve the porridge or carry firewood for the fire, and Feng Jin, a weak scholar, was so tired that his forehead was sweating.
There was no public noise or jumping in the queue, and the active audience in the live broadcast room was silent for a long time, the atmosphere was extremely depressed, and some viewers couldn't help but feel a sore nose even looking at it, they didn't have the courage to continue watching, and no one posted those unscrupulous. Barrage.
[Tusky Dancing]: ... Although I always complain that it is very cold in winter, shivering from the cold, complaining that there is no natural heating in the south, and it is very cold in winter... But our life is very happy now, really...
[Tusky Dancing]: There is no natural heating in this area, but we can go to Taoniang to buy a heater, and we can turn on the air conditioner for heating. If we are not afraid of wasting electricity, we can stay in the house in winter and wear summer clothes... These, in In ancient times, there was almost no way to do it. Rich people could wear more clothes and burn high-quality charcoal fire for warmth. What about the common people
Yes, what about the people
Too many people can't afford clothes to keep out the cold, can't live in a house that blocks the wind, and can't burn charcoal for heating. This is still the capital of Shangjing at the feet of the emperor! This is still the case here, what will happen to the area around Shangjing
After a heavy snowfall, how many houses collapsed, how many people were crushed to death, and how many innocent creatures were frozen to death
Without external conditions, you can only rely on your body to resist, and if you can't bear it, you will be frozen to death... This is freezing to death!
"System, can I exchange popularity points for food? Clothes to keep out the cold will also work..."
Jiang Pengji secretly asked the system.
"No, the anchor level is too low, unless you choose to upgrade."
The cold mechanical voice of the system fell into Jiang Pengji's ears, causing an unprecedented killing intent to rise in her heart.
Jiang Pengji secretly calculated the total number of points on the background account, and asked, "Can you exchange food for upgrades? What is the percentage?"
The system replied, "Ten thousand points can be exchanged for one hundred catties of grain."
Can 10,000 points be exchanged for 100 catties of food
Jiang Pengji now has more than 1.3 million points, which seems to be able to exchange a lot of food on the surface.
However, Jiang Pengji is not so easy to fool.
The system avoided answering the previous question. Even if you upgrade to Level 3 live broadcast, you still don't have the right to exchange.
Not to mention this, it takes one million popularity points for a second-level anchor to upgrade to a third-level anchor.
If all of them are exchanged, the remaining popularity points will not be able to exchange much food according to the ratio given by the system.
This is a pit.
"Forget it, you can't be trusted at all." Jiang Pengji replied coldly, turning to think of other ways.
The system held its breath, but did not dare to choke with Jiang Pengji.
Unless Jiang Pengji chooses to spend popularity points to upgrade the level, the current system will have no way to take this host.
Fengfu is one of only a few families in Shangjing that has chosen to open a porridge shed. They cook porridge in a pot all day long, and the supply is still in short supply.
A bowl of porridge is not viscous, even very thin, but at least one can have enough water in the stomach after drinking it and warm the body.
Jiang Pengji helped in the porridge shed for several days, but still did not hear the instructions for disaster relief, let alone the rice grains and cold-proof clothing for disaster relief.
Liu She came back from the court, looking tired day by day.
With a gloomy face, he said, "I have written many times for my father, and the official family always used the reason of the second prince's marriage to evade several times. Today I finally let go, but gave this errand to a man surnamed Shi. Zhong Changshi... That person is greedy by nature, and the geese plucked the hair... I don't know how many people will deduct the 20,000 taels of silver, and how much will end up in the hands of the common people..."
Today's world, although not really chaotic, but how much better than the chaotic world
Jiang Pengji has been helping out in the porridge shed for the past few days, or distributing some warm clothes to the people. She knows the snow disaster best.
She sneered coldly, "Twenty thousand taels of silver is not enough, let alone being exploited and embezzled... what role can it play?"
Liu She sighed, "My father has secretly purchased a batch of grain to send to Beijing, hoping to alleviate the urgent need a little."
In today's world, what he does is nothing but a drop in the bucket, it is better to solve the hidden danger from the root.
After another three days, the snow finally stopped.
Jiang Pengji looked at the invitation card with a cold smile on her face, "The second prince is getting married, I am not related to him, what did I do in the past?"
The big one is in the capital, the snow is white, and the sky and the earth are vast.
The princess of Beijiang Huangting was wearing a red wedding dress, and with the exception of the Emperor Dongqing, she sat in a sedan chair carried by sixteen people.
The sedan chair is embellished with gold, silver and jade, and is covered with red satin, which shines in the reflection of the sun and is very luxurious.
The welcoming team wore festive new clothes. They entered from the gate of Shangjing, and walked around the city. The people on both sides of the street cheered and blessed. There were a hundred tables of flowing water banquets next to the Prince’s Mansion. The courtiers and ladies came in and out. .
In stark contrast to this, it is in the remote corner of Shangjing City, the rigid corpses that have been picked up from the ruins.
One after another, frozen corpses, piled with carts after carts.
Jiang Pengji was wearing plain clothes, her long hair was tied with a wooden hairpin, and her expression was indifferent like ice and snow.
This world... really needs to change!
Jiang Pengji instructed the servant who was cleaning up the corpse, "Bury the people well. Now the weather is cold, and the corpses are not easy to decompose, but it should not be neglected. If the corpses are piled up and left untreated, it will easily form a disease after the spring."
"Don't worry, Xiao Lang, the slave will do it properly."
At the same time, another place in Shangjing.
Lu Zheng held a plate, chewed the slightly cold white cake, and sighed, "It's been almost a month since the evaluation, and the court still hasn't issued a letter of appointment. I think it's hopeless this year..."
"Master has decided to leave for Langya in two days... Shangjing, I really don't want to come back again."
Hearing the sound of blowing and beating outside, Han Yu felt extremely irritable.
How many people froze to death and starved to death, the official family even held such a grand wedding for the second prince, the scale was even higher than that of the prince.
How can such Dongqing not be finished!