"Young Master is eating, I am supposed to be waiting beside you, slave. How can I sit down?" Old Luo Bi replied respectfully.
Wen Qing was unhappy. All the joy of the morning was wiped out by Lao Luo's words. She said sternly: "If you keep doing this, I will make sure you can't find me tomorrow!"
Lao Luo was stunned. He knew the master's temper and the consequences of not being able to find the master. So, he did not dare to tremble any more and quickly pulled out the chair next to him and sat down timidly.
As soon as Lao Luo sat down, two middle-aged scholars in their thirties at the table next to him looked out the window and started talking.
"Why are there so many beggars coming to the city recently?" one of them asked.
"Those people are not beggars, they are refugees from the Zhou Empire who came to our country of Yan to take refuge," another person said
"There is a famine in the Zhou Empire recently? Why are there so many refugees!"
"It's not a famine, it's the Queen of the Zhou Dynasty who built temples and captured young men everywhere. Some people couldn't bear the hard work, so they fled to our country of Yan."
"So what does our King Yan mean?"
"As long as they don't cause trouble, don't worry about it for now. If the Emperor of the Zhou Dynasty comes to ask for someone, he can reduce the tribute to the Zhou Empire this year. Everything is still easy to negotiate."
Wen Qing turned sideways and looked out the window. Just as the two scholars said, there was a large group of poor people in ragged clothes gathered at the street corner downstairs.
In the crowd, there were men and women, old and young, and there were babies in their hands.
Looking at the thin figures, his heart couldn't help but feel stabbing pains.
He was very opposed to the Queen's grand renovation of the temple, but he had nothing to do with it.
At this time, the waiter put a steaming plate of [Steamed East China Sea Large Yellow Croaker] on the table and said: "Sir, please use your [Steamed East China Sea Large Yellow Croaker] slowly."
Wen Qing looked up at the waiter and said, "Second brother, do you have anything convenient to eat?"
When he asked this question, the waiter was stunned and said in confusion: "Something that is convenient to eat? Sir, what do you want to eat?"
"No, I want to eat." Wen Qing pointed to the group of refugees outside the window and said, "I want to share it with them."
The waiter in the shop was a smart person, and he understood immediately and said with a smile: "This man is really kind-hearted. It is a blessing for this group of refugees to meet you today. As for food, I will give it to each of them for you."