This drink tonight caused many people to bleed, but it seemed that everyone was in a good mood and bleeding seemed to be very rewarding.

Drink three times at night and return home with great pleasure.

After staying early, Gan Qi arrived at the entrance of Fanlou early and brought a few cars of money, 20,000 guan, not a single ounce.

Hu Yuan came very early. If you want to say that the old man Hu Yuan is really a little sensible, he also brought the record last night. This is like reminding some people not to keep their words away. The old man remembers clearly with his small notebook.

There are more and more disaster victims outside the city, and the number may exceed 100,000, but even if there are 100,000 victims outside the city of Bianliang, it actually cannot put much pressure on this huge city.

There is no big problem in the big city with a population of more than one million. The city has temporarily raised more than 100,000 grain reserves. The question is just who will pay the money.

The more people gathered at the entrance of Fanlou, and the pedestrians were looking at each other.

Seeing these Qingshan Confucian scholars carrying large and small bags, watching the servants gather here with sleepy eyes, many passers-by walked past the door with questions on their faces.

There was a jingling sound, and the golden copper coins entered the sight of passers-by, making everyone stunned.

Someone shouted: "Mr. Hu, the student's 160 trump card is not bad at all. Please send someone to order a little."

Gan Qi prepared the man, and Qiaoer's accountant was temporarily pulled over. After a moment of placing a slight, he said, "It's not bad, it's one hundred and sixty cents, just right."

Hu Yuan was laughing, and Gan Qi stepped forward to greet him again.

Every pack, every box, every box, every money is all about opening.

Fanlou was originally the most prosperous commercial area of ​​Bianliang City. In the early morning, Bianliang City was in full swing.

There are more and more people watching the streets at the entrance of Fanlou.

There is no need for onlookers to ask questions. Someone has already said to them: "Today is the day when my scholars of Bianliang donate charity. You all look at it and see how our sages and other sages care about the people. We will work together to ensure that they have enough food and clothing to wear warmth."

"good!"

"good!"

The onlookers cheered and applauded enthusiastically.

The scholars held their heads one by one, and they were extremely glorious at this moment.

The accountant was busy with several apprentices, and was sweating profusely. Gan Qi told him in advance, and he must calculate it clearly and do the accounts meticulously.

Hu Yuan walked to Gan Qi and said, "Daojian, there is so much money, and it is more than enough to save disasters. I'm afraid there is still more. What should I do if this extra money is done?"

Hu Yuan was worried that last night, he was worried that the donation he raised was not enough to pay for the victims. At this time, he was worried that there was too much money, and it would be a big trouble to take it in Gan Qi's hands.

Gan Qi had naturally thought about it and talked about the charity foundation with Hu Yuan.

With such a genius idea and such a genius operation, where did Hu Yuan have seen such a commercial operation? Not only did he disclose the details of the accounts in the newspaper, he also had to continuously raise funds and expand funds. He even heard from Gan Qi that he would use funds to invest in the later stage to expand profits, so that charitable funds would continue to operate, specifically for disaster relief.

The Charity Foundation made Hu Yuan stunned, looked at Gan Qi and asked blankly: "Daojian, are you thinking of this last night?"

Gan Qi nodded: "Well, it was all planned by the students last night. If the fund is operated properly, it can be guaranteed to continue. Wherever there is a disaster in the world, it can save a lot of public funds for the court and reduce the pressure on the court."

"Okay, okay, Daojian, such a good move that benefits the country and the people was just your thoughts last night. In the past, I only thought that you were talented, but a pillar of talent. Now I have truly seen your ability. You should be a talent that meets once a century or once a thousand years. I really hope that I can write more of the years and years and see with my own eyes what you do in the court." Hu Yuan said, his face still not was not gratitude, but longing, and expectation.

Gan Qi smiled and replied: "Mr. I'm too proud, but they're just a little bit of a clue. The students' current idea is to think about how to operate the fund well. They must make more money and must not lose money, otherwise it will be difficult to explain to everyone."

"I finished my work today, and when I got home, I went to write the memorials of Daojian's actions last night, what he did today, and what he did, and what he did today, and reported it to the imperial court, so that Your Majesty also knew that there was a kind of sweet Daojian, a good minister who governed the world, and a great talent that was difficult to achieve throughout the ages. The achievements are in the country and the benefits are in the future." Hu Yuan was a little excited. The establishment and operation of this foundation really exceeded his decades of cognition. There is actually such a way to relieve disasters in this world, setting a precedent for all ages and benefiting future generations.

Gan Qi was already shouting: "Shopkeeper Li, Daiba, let's take people to buy grain, pots, firewood, and go out of the city to cook directly. Cai Que, you go to Kaifeng Prefecture, ask Captain He and Captain Zheng to send people to assist in the management of order. Brother Zixiang, you go to the Imperial City Office to find Li Ming, the Kaifeng Prefecture is definitely not enough staff, so please send people outside the city to assist in the management."

Several people stepped forward and rushed away with people and money.

Not long after, the iron pot was already outside the city gate, and the aroma of porridge filled several miles. Countless victims flocked in, and amid the scolding of many yamen and military men, they slowly lined up in a long queue. There was no sight at all, and countless people were rushing towards this side at the city gates in all directions.

While the porridge was putting the porridge, the servant said to everyone who received the porridge, "Tomorrow, the porridge will not be released in vain tomorrow. You have to exchange it for firewood. Remember, when you are full, go pick up firewood."

"Thank you, good deeds, great kindness, villains will never forget you, but you will never forget you! I will definitely pick up more firewood to send you here tomorrow." The broken bowl was in my hand, and the man didn't care that the porridge was still hot. After saying that, he lowered his head to drink.

I heard a Confucian scholar next to me say, "I am not a good person. We are from a charitable foundation, and we are from a charitable foundation and then put on porridge."

"Charity Foundation? What is this?" asked the person in the queue.

Confucian scholar Cai Que explained: "The Charity Foundation is a... meeting established by thousands of scholars in Bianliang City. It is specially established by my husband Ganqi Gandaojian. With this meeting, we will ensure that you disaster victims will not be hungry this year and will still receive some food back to your hometown to farm next year."

"Thank you for your kindness..., thank you for your kindness..."

“It’s a charitable foundation.”

"Thank you to the great kindness of the charity Jinhui for your great kindness and virtue. I will never forget my life. I will wait until I get through this disaster and I will definitely come to thank Jinhui for your kindness for your meal in the future."

"Charity Foundation, do you understand? It's not a Jinshu, it's a charity foundation." Cai Que said tirelessly.

Exchange firewood for porridge, this is a way to save expenses, because buying firewood also requires money. This must be what Gan Qi said.

Gan Qi explained the matter of promoting the charity foundation.

Countless people received the porridge and squatted on the ground to eat it. After eating, they walked into the queue again and started queuing, but did not come to drive them away.

Only not far away, a simple stove was set up, and countless people immediately surrounded the iron pot rack.

Along the river, the pots were piled up one by one, and the grain was poured into the pot, and water was collected directly from the Bian River to ignite the firewood.

The scene was very grand and shocking.

Gan Qi stood on the stacked arch bridge, smiling, and Hu Yuan was also beside him. Seeing this scene with his own eyes, his eyes were more on Gan Qi.

Hu Yuan was really satisfied with Gan Qi, so satisfied that he couldn't be satisfied anymore, but he still heard Hu Yuan's joke: "Oh... I only regret that I didn't engage in the officialdom for a few times. If I were my husband now, I would definitely let Daojian rise to you, and be promoted to three levels every year, and become prime minister for several years."

Gan Qi replied with a smile: "It's not too late to go to the camp now, and the students can enjoy the fruits."

When Hu Yuan heard this, he turned around and left.

Ganqi asked quickly, "Where are you going, sir?"

"Hehe... I think you are right and I'm not waiting for it. I'll go and make some money immediately so that Daojian can enjoy the fruits of it." Hu Yuan was already smiling and down the arch bridge.
Chapter completed!