"That's good then. Later, I'll put these winter fruits into talismans for you, and you can hand them out to the shack area on Xiluo Street," Qiao Mu told Mo Lian.
Mo Lian naturally felt his heart turn mushy from seeing how incredibly understanding his wifey was. Who said that his little wife was violent? Look at how tenderhearted she was.
Of course, he still needed to discuss the details with the Ministry of Revenue, since purely giving material assistance wouldn't solve the root cause. The primary measure was to make young and middle-aged men work for it, and then distribute rations according to their performance.
Mo Lian momentarily put these disorderly state affairs at the back of his mind and pointed out the window, questioning, "That person is the owner of the Nine Stars Mirroring the Moon Cauldron?"
Qiao Mu quickly raised her small head, looking out of the window towards the area below them.
