Author: Willow leaves in winter

Several supervisors also reacted.

"God, Miss Kou really knows how to read faces!"

"That's amazing. Not only can I see that Gu Yu is in a bloody disaster, but I can also see what happened to him!"

"Don't we think Miss Kou should save Gu Yu to help her with porridge? Isn't that leg too big?"

How much does that cost?

Everyone looked at the supervisor who said that.

"What's wrong? Did he say it wrong?"

"I'm right." One of the prison guards helped Dongba, who was almost frightened, and murmured, "It turns out that the rumor that Miss Kou is rich is not true."

Zhang Xu coughed: "I'm not asking for a job. He promised to keep it secret from Miss Kou. We didn't tell them, right?"

I looked at several people, and he looked at me, his eyes wide.

Zhang Xu was anxious: "Did we tell them?"

Originally, he said it, but does Miss Kou really know how to read faces? He really wants to have a good relationship with that kind of expert!

"Who said anything?"

Faced with Zhang Xu's questioning, several people denied it: "He didn't say it!"

Zhang Xu stood up.

"Brother Zhang, where should I go?"

"Where can I go to see Miss Kou?"

Seeing Zhang Xu walking out, Chengdong and others looked at each other and followed him out.

They also want to see Miss Fortune Kou!

At this time, Xin You was arranging for the guards to load cotton-padded clothes, shoes and socks and other warm clothes into the truck and transport them to Gu Yu's house.

Those clothes had been purchased one after another in the past few months. Due to time constraints, there was a big gap in the quantity. Fortunately, Miss Kou had a clothing workshop in Mingdong, and sewing workers had been arranged to rush the work.

In the twelfth lunar month of winter, if you eat and drink less for a short period of time, you can survive. If you don’t have a shelter and don’t have something to keep out the cold, you may freeze to death.

"The road is covered with thick snow, so drive slowly." Xin You walked out of the bookstore and warned Captain Yang.

"Don't worry, boss, I promise to deliver those cotton-padded clothes to the neighbors as you instructed." Captain Yang assured, patting his chest.

If at first he was grateful for Miss Kou's life-saving grace, now he has deep admiration for her.

Is the boss really a god-like person?

People in shops and passers-by on both sides of the street looked at the carriages filled with supplies and sighed.

"No wonder Miss Kou manages Qingsong Bookstore so prosperously. Then her kindness will be rewarded!"

"No, who would have thought that a little girl would be so broad-minded."

"Have you heard that all the houses in Beiloufang were collapsed by the snow? Fortunately, Miss Kou was there giving porridge, so people were outside to receive the porridge, so they escaped the disaster."

"real?"

"That's very false. Many students from the Imperial College are saying it."

"Then the merits will be immeasurable."

Xin You didn't hear those comments. When he turned around to go back to the bookstore, he heard a series of shouts.

"Miss Kou, Miss Kou——"

Xinyou turned around.

"Mr. Zhang?"

Zhang Xu ran closer, panting: "Miss Kou, he has heard all about it!"

Xinyou was silent, waiting for the wrong party to tell her why he came to find her.

Zhang Xu noticed that there were many people on the street and lowered his voice: "I didn't expect that I could really read faces!"

The corners of Xinyou's mouth twitched slightly.

There's no need to be so anxious to talk about that.

"Ahem, Miss Kou, I said that month that things have gone smoothly for him in recent months. Is that true?"

Xin You looked at Zhang Xu carefully and nodded slightly: "Yes."

Zhang Xu showed a relaxed smile.

Ma Zai asked for the monthly exam. Generally speaking, he would get beaten once a month. How could he escape that time?

Xin Zhutu had a lot of things to arrange and had no time to chat with that kind of dandy. He glanced at the few supervisors following him and asked in a low voice: "Did Mr. Zhang keep it a secret for him?"

Zhang Xu's smile froze and he went to say, "Miss Kou, I'll go, he's back to the Imperial College and is in class."

Before Xin You could speak again, Zhang Xu quickly left. Several supervisors who followed him smiled at Xin You and also left.

"Girl, Mr. Zhang must have told you that you know how to read fortune tellers." Xiao Lian frowned.

Xin You smiled and said, "Bulong him. Let's go back and settle the accounts, and then send someone to the garment factory to inquire about the progress."

Xin Youzuo has three accounts here, one is for Qingsong Bookstore, and she can handle the bookstore's profits as she pleases; the other is for Kou Qingqing's dozen or so shops, which are handed over to Aunt Fang to take care of, so they can be left to Kou Qingqing.

The support of the two closest people in the world; Kou Qingqing, who has a good account of those real gold, red and silver.

Naoban had already consulted Xiaolian for his opinion, and he would use it to help the victims. For example, if the Yujia area in Minggu was hit by the disaster, would the money be used where it should be used?

Apart from that area, the capital must have been hit hard by disasters. As for areas outside the capital, I dare not imagine it.

Xin You couldn't save everyone, so he could do his best. Bu Xiang was responsible for his own special ability and Kou Qingqing's family fortune.

When Kuiqiu walked into the bookstore, Xin You heard a familiar shout and turned around to see He Qingxiao dressed in red.

He had a lot of leg things with him and a long knife on his waist. He looked like he was just passing by.

"Congratulations, Sir." Xin You walked over.

"He heard about what happened in Beiloufang." He Qingxiao actually hadn't seen Xin You for a few months, but he didn't know what happened at Qingsong Bookstore in those months.

In his position, even if he doesn't specifically inquire about many things, someone will report the news to him.

"I just saw a lot of carriages carrying goods. Did the bookstore send them there?"

Xinyou nodded.

"He is asking to go to Beiloufang. If Miss Kou needs attention, you can tell him."

Xin You was a little surprised: "Master He, please go to Beiloufang?"

"Ming Zai also felt the earthquake in the palace, and ordered all government offices to investigate the disaster situation in the capital and resettle the victims in time. According to the current information, whether the collapse of houses in the Beiloufang area was the most serious, he took his legs to the east and met with others

The Yamen will cooperate and temporarily place the victims in the nursing homes first..." He Qingxiao said about the court's arrangements.

It will take time to rebuild the houses. If the victims are allowed to sleep in the snow, they will freeze to death if not crushed to death.

When Xin You heard the court's arrangements, she breathed a sigh of relief for Gu Yuniang and others: "It's nothing. Mr. He, please help me to facilitate the distribution of Yidong's cotton-padded clothes. I don't want to cause looting."

Cotton-padded clothes are not cheap for ordinary people. It is not a luxury for poorer families to own a cotton-padded coat, let alone in times of disaster.

"Okay." He Qingxiao nodded and looked at Xin You deeply, "Miss Kou is too polite."

After watching He Qingxiao leave in a hurry with a group of legs, Xin You went to work again.

Over there in Beiloufang, the atmosphere was a bit gloomy.

"It's smashed, everything is smashed..." Some people were heartbroken and wiped away tears.

"What should we do when night falls?"

"Mom, he dug out a thick piece of clothing!"

"He's wearing a coat. Hurry up and surround Xiaobao. The child is young and can't stand the cold."

"Let's see, there are so many carriages!"

Those who were close gathered around and shouted excitedly after being frightened: "No, the cotton-padded clothes sent by Miss Kou, no cotton-padded clothes sent by Miss Kou!"

"God bless Miss Kou for a long life!"
Chapter completed!