Soon, Chu Xuanchen took Yun Ruoyue to Huangcheng Street in a carriage.
He found out that at the moment Mrs. Wei Guo was participating in the porridge distribution at the largest porridge distribution point in the city, so he ordered the driver to drive directly to that porridge distribution point.
As a result, when they arrived at the porridge stand, they suddenly heard the sound of smashing bowls and shouting.
Chu Xuanchen opened the curtain of the car and saw the victims surrounded the porridge stall, smashing the bowls in their hands to the ground.
He also rolled up his sleeves and cursed angrily.
And that Mrs. Wei Guo, dressed gorgeously and wearing expensive jewelry, was standing on a high stand, looking at everything below in a panic.
She looked at the people making trouble below, and quickly asked the maidservant next to her, "What's the matter, why are the people down here all angry? What about Gao Yang, call Gao Yang quickly."
"Ma'am, I don't know where Gao Yang has gone, just wait a moment, this servant girl will look for him right away." After the maid finished speaking, she quickly got off the stage.
Mrs. Wei Guo came here not long ago. She was watching the cooks serving porridge and wanted to show her kindness. She didn't expect the victims to make a fuss.
At this time, the noise below is getting louder and louder!
"This porridge is full of sand. Is this for people to drink? Mrs. Wei Guo, you said that you are giving relief to everyone. Why is there more sand in this porridge than yesterday?"
"That's right! Giving us people to eat sand, what kind of disaster relief is this?"
"My bowl is full of worms. There are more worms than porridge. Is this drinkable? I might as well gnaw tree bark and eat grass roots!"
"Madame Wei, this is the porridge you serve for the empress. Is this how the empress fools us people? If you don't believe me, come and have a look! This porridge is stinky and rotten, and even animals don't drink it. They are eaten by people!"
"This steamed bun is also rotten. It smells bad. It's not edible at all!"
"Yesterday my grandson ate one of her steamed buns, and he vomited and had diarrhea for a whole day. My grandson is still so young, how can he bear this kind of torture? Mrs. Wei, you have to give us an explanation. You can ask the Empress, Does she really care about the people? Why does she let us eat this kind of thing?"
Hearing everyone's questioning, Mrs. Wei Guo knew what happened.
She hurried down from the high platform, walked to the stove in a panic, looked into the pot, and saw that it was full of yellow porridge mixed with sand.
There was a thick layer of worms floating on the yellow porridge, and she immediately glared at the cook next to her angrily, "What's going on? Why is this porridge full of sand?"
The cook was trembling with fear, "Go back to Madam, the rice Mr. Gao bought is like this. We have no choice but to use this kind of rice to cook porridge."
"What? Don't you wash it before cooking it?" Mrs. Wei Guo's face was as black as an iron pot.
She asked Gao Yang to help her, but Gao Yang managed to do this. If the queen knows about it, it will be troublesome!
The cook said: "Ma'am, there is too much sand here, and there are a lot of disaster victims today, and they all clamored for porridge. We didn't have time to wash the rice, so we just put it in the pot!"
Another female cook next to him said: "Ma'am, it's not our fault. Yesterday when there were few people, we washed the rice and washed out most of the sand, so no one made trouble yesterday. But the one who heard the news today There were too many victims, Master Gao ordered us to boil it out quickly, otherwise our wages would be deducted. We didn¡¯t have time to wash the rice, so we just put it in the pot and boiled it!¡± (Remember this site¡¯s website: www. hlnovel.com