Raising the Grain Price

Although the city gate was open, due to Xiao Nanye's presence at the entrance, the refugees didn't dare to step forward.

They had also heard what Xiao Nanye just said.

With both of their promise to distribute food here, the refugees were filled with hope now.

The people Cheng Mansion arrived very quickly. Jiang Peihuan heard the rhythmic sound of hoofbeats.

Han Feng has leaded the group here.

Behind him was a line of carts, all laden with grain.

Jiang Peihuan stepped forward, directing the King Cheng Mansion's people to unload the grain and set up the cooking pots.

The grain was quickly cooked, and everything was ready within a quarter of an hour.

Looking at the vast crowd, Jiang Peihuan frowned.

"Eldest Miss, do you have any other instructions?"

Han Feng, who had been by Jiang Peihuan's side, immediately approached her upon seeing her concerned expression.