"Yes." The stranger nodded and understood her meaning instantly. "This is a good plan. When you go back to the house at night, you are going to call Zhang. It's convenient for me. I'm not very good at it. I'd better have a look."

Then she raised her hand to wipe the sweat on her forehead, got up and took away the bamboo basket used to put steamed bread in front of her. "Since it's hard to be a good person once, then a good man will do it to the end. Qin ya, go and tell them that when they are full, the sick can come to me for free. "

Qin Ya was stunned, and in a moment, she frowned and said, "princess, look at their appearance. Even if you give it a look, who should fill the prescription?"

On the street flower head also does not lift of continue to arrange, way: "still have 200 liang?"

"But that..."

"No harm."

Qin Ya saw that she insisted on going out on a stranger, but she had no choice but to tell the refugees.

When the refugees heard the news, they were more grateful than excited. Qin Ya felt the complicated tightness in her heart, but she was indifferent to the stranger.

Fortunately, the refugees did not want to add more trouble to the strangers. All they came to see for diagnosis were ordinary headache and headache fever. No one with a stubborn disease came to give her trouble. The prescription of medicine actually saved some money.

After doing this, she simply took some money from the government and sent those who still had a home to go home. The homeless tried to find jobs in Yuzhou City.

In this way, only three days later, all the victims gathered outside the city were resettled. The matter was finally solved. The people in the city were full of praise for the flowers on the street. In the past, all kinds of things seemed to have passed away, and few people mentioned them again.

After resettling the refugees, the stranger had no money left in his hand, and immediately asked Qin ya to call Zhang He to come over.

Zhang he was still like when he was not promoted, when he saw the flowers on the street, he saluted respectfully, "servant, please greet the princess."

"Steward Zhang, please have a seat." He is respectful to the flowers on the street, which naturally will not be cold faced.

Zhang Guanshi, however, did not sit down. He slightly turned his head toward the boy behind him and said, "take the things here."

The boy nodded and presented the contents of the tray in his hand, "reply to the princess, please have a look at the account books of each shop this month."

The flower on the stranger nodded slightly, took over the account book to look at, "you do things very carefully."

Zhang He smiles, and his face is full of humility. "The princess trusts the slave, and the slave should do her best."

"You've done your best, I'll remember." On the street flower closed the account, and with a smile, he said: "I look at your account. It seems that the most profitable one is the silk and satin shop. But how can we sell silk so well in Yuzhou?"

"The princess has no idea." Zhang he didn't think much about it. He replied, "the silk and satin shop is just a nominal name. Most of its sales are coarse linen. Most of the traders are Yuzhou people. There is another thing. It's some small articles woven with hemp and cotton in Yuzhou. Most of them are novel and well sold."

"So it is." After hearing this, the flower on the street nodded slightly, showing a touch of thoughtful color on his face.

She has just turned over. Besides these, the best seller is the grain she bought from Zhongzhou. Both of them should be tried.