Yin took Qing Yan to provide disaster relief on the outskirts of the city, but the snow in the sky became heavier and heavier, with no intention of stopping.
In the early morning, Yin stood by the window of the tent, watching the heavy snow falling in the wind outside, and felt increasingly anxious.
The small idea of a Qing banquet aroused the enthusiasm of the people, and they have been busy building shelters for themselves.
Yin's tent is made of cowhide, and there are silver threads in the huge tent.
Carbon charcoal basin.
After Qing Yan got up, she put on thick clothes, had a hasty breakfast, and then came out with Yin.
She had been helping in the dining room these past few days, directing the village women to get busy.
Due to the snowstorm, all the pickles prepared for the winter were buried in the snow.
Some village women began to spontaneously return to their homes, dug out all the prepared pickles, and now stacked them neatly outside.
"Master, the Ministry of Revenue has already transported the grain.
There is very little white flour and rice, but there will be a lot of sorghum rice."
Sulan was a little embarrassed, how could the sorghum rice be used by the masters.
The village women listened with their ears pricked up.
Everyone was very satisfied with the current disaster relief.
Even if they were at home, they couldn't eat enough during the cat winter.
When the snowstorm comes, they not only dig out most of their own food and store it, but they also get extra compensation.
The village women have always taken care of the family and are very careful about food.
They are very satisfied with the benefits that the royal family has brought to them.
In addition, the men have been working hard.
Yin and Qingyan ensure that everyone eats and drinks well, even every meal.
There will be meat in the meals.
Compared with the meals cooked at home, they all felt happy.
The meals were much more exquisite than those at home.
"Hurry up and put things in the warehouse.
It's snowing so heavily.
Don't crush the food."
Qing Yan directed the village women to cut the mutton, and Yin took the disaster relief silver and bought a lot of meat. , ensuring that the strong laborers have meat in every meal, so that they can be full and have more strength to work.
Kangxi would learn about Yin's disaster relief work every day and found that Yin not only directly mobilized the enthusiasm of the people, but also built disaster relief tents faster and with better quality than those who hired others to build disaster relief tents.
When Yin had lunch with Qing Yan, he received an imperial edict praising Kangxi.
After the disaster relief, a smile appeared on his face for the first time.
"Xiao Guai, we have done a good job, thank you for your hard work during this time."
Yin knew that Qing Yan did things that other women would not do.
If it were the female relatives of other mansions, they would not arrange it themselves, and might cause other things to happen.
"Master, I just did what I could."
Qing Yan didn't dare to take credit.
If it were another female family member, she should have done more.
At the very least, her reputation cannot be better than that of the Crown Princess, otherwise, it will definitely be difficult for Yin.
After hearing what Qing Yan said, Yin nodded with satisfaction.
She could see it very clearly.
"My dear, I've wronged you," Yin said with emotion.
Based on Qing Yan's performance here, he could tell that she was well-organized and much better than the Crown Princess.
At least, the Crown Princess definitely didn't have her courage.
She didn't do everything herself.
She formally put forward a lot of rules and restrained all difficulties in advance.
"Those rules were made by you yourself."
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Yin also took a look at the rules made by Qingyan, taking into account the greedy nature of the village women.
She asked them to monitor each other.
If someone was greedy, someone would snitch for the money they supervised.
The village women working in the kitchen are all from the same village.
If someone has unclean hands and feet, and the villagers are talkative, it will definitely make the family's face look ugly.
At the beginning of the period, there were actually two village women who tried their best and were despised by the whole village.
The food in the warehouse was for disaster relief.
If someone steals it, the whole village will be driven to death.
The rules of the Qing Banquet allow everyone to supervise together and make everything transparent, which makes the people feel very at ease.
"Sir, if you look at these rules, the common people will definitely share the same hatred."
Qing Yan had his own little Jiujiu.
Yin nodded: "Xiaoguai is right.
Now, those people working outside are very motivated.
They work very hard for ten copper coins."
After passing the banquet, Yin sent Elu and the village chief to record the list of work, so that everyone could know clearly that the royal family could not be greedy for that little bit of money.
Of course, if you work as a foreigner, your money will also be deducted.
Don't look at it as just two copper coins.
In the eyes of the villagers, this is a lazy job.
"Master, can we go back before the Chinese New Year?"
Qing Yan asked.
If you need to celebrate the New Year here, you must make more preparations for the Qingyan.
If you can go back to the mansion to celebrate the New Year, the Qingyan will be much easier.
"Well, we should be able to go back before the twelfth lunar month," Yin said directly.
I went back before the twelfth lunar month, and I calculated the time at Qingyan.
I just happened to be able to prepare all the things for the New Year.
The rice and noodles were ready, which was enough for the people to celebrate the New Year.
"The things in the warehouse are enough for them to have a good year."
Yin said with emotion.
Qing Yan listened to Yin's arrangements.
In addition to building a shed, he also specially asked people to prepare a lot of firewood to ensure that everyone would not freeze during the winter.
"I heard from the village women that most of the food at home has been dug out, including more than half of the pickles for the winter.
In addition, before we leave, the food will be distributed equally to each family."
Qing Qing Yan told the news he got.
The corners of Yin's mouth rose slightly.
The village chief and others were still crying in front of him.
None of the things they had stored for the winter had been dug out.
"Xiao Guai, are you sure?"
Yin still wanted to make sure.
Qing Yan nodded: "It's absolutely credible.
It's not just one person who said it.
Some village women are still showing off that they have dug more."
After he finished speaking, Yin's face looked ugly.
The villagers were somewhat greedy.
These were just small farmers' thoughts.
After repeated questioning, he insisted that he had not dug them out.
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"Okay, little darling, don't say this to anyone else," Yin said with a frown.
Accompanying Yin were Kangxi's spies.
If he had gotten angry with the victims in advance, the censors would have told him something.
"Sir, this is obviously a lie, why can't you expose it?"
Qing Yan said confused.
"Even if we say it, there is no evidence.
Although the villagers put the pickles outside, they said it might be an empty vat.
There is nothing you can do if you move all the contents away."
Yintai understood them well.
Therefore, he will not make a fuss over this little thing and let the censors take control.
All his hard work will be in vain.
Qing Yan felt a little uncomfortable after hearing this.
Yin's disaster relief work was obviously a thankless task
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