Li Wuyu clamored through the market to its end, gong in hand, and then back again, urging the disaster victims to head to the intersection for porridge.
When Li Wuyu passed by An Jing and Xiao Changyi once more, An Jing pulled her aside, "Wuyu."
"Eh, Master, Dad?" Li Wuyu had only been focused on the disaster victims before and hadn’t noticed An Jing and Xiao Changyi. Now seeing them, she was quite surprised.
An Jing ignored Li Wuyu’s surprise and directly asked, "Is Youbao serving porridge up ahead?"
Good Samaritan Wang? It was even her disciple who spoke of him, and she thought it could be none other than Wang Youbao.
"Yes!" Li Wuyu immediately nodded with a big smile, "Youbao is kind-hearted. As soon as he knew that many disaster victims had flooded into town, he bought a lot of rice from the grain shop and made porridge to give to them."
An Jing laughed. "You seem to know quite a lot about this. Haven’t you been pestering Youbao a lot recently?"
Li Wuyu suddenly looked deflated, muttering sullenly, "It’s no use pestering, he is like a block of wood, unresponsive no matter what you do. Master, he still calls me Miss Li... and I’ve known him for a month now..."
"It’s only been a month, what’s the hurry?" An Jing didn’t think it had been a long time. "All right, let’s go over and have a look as well."
Then, the three of them went to the intersection up ahead.
At the intersection, Wang Youbao was leading several family servants, fervently serving porridge to the disaster victims.
Even after seeing An Jing and Xiao Changyi, Wang Youbao didn’t come over to speak immediately. Instead, he finished serving porridge to the disaster victims and sent the servants back home with the supplies before he approached An Jing and Xiao Changyi.
"Baobao!" Upon seeing Wang Youbao coming over, Li Wuyu called out joyfully.
Wang Youbao paused and then thanked her with a bow, "I want to thank Miss Li for just now. If it weren’t for you, the disaster victims wouldn’t have come to get the porridge so quickly."
In fact, it was originally his family servant’s job to beat the gong and notify the disaster victims that there was porridge available, but this lady took over and seized the gong to do it herself.
Regardless, she had helped him after all, and he had to express his gratitude.
Li Wuyu immediately waved her hand and said, "Baobao, you don’t need to be so formal. I live at your place and eat your food; doing something for you is only right."
Upon hearing this, An Jing immediately detected a key point and asked with great interest, "Wuyu, you not only live in Youbao’s house but also eat his food?"
"Yes!" Li Wuyu nodded vigorously, "I don’t have much Silver Coin left, just enough to go back home. Thanks to Baobao, who provided for my food and drink, I can continue to stay here."
An Jing looked meaningfully at Wang Youbao, "Youbao, you really are good to Wuyu."
Wang Youbao cleared his throat before saying, "Miss Li told me she wanted to stay here a little longer but had run out of Silver Coin. Since she is your disciple, I thought I should help."
An Jing immediately said, "Then let me give you the money for her living expenses. After all, she is my disciple; I can’t let you keep shouldering the costs."
Wang Yubao said at once, "It’s nothing, just a few coins."
Li Wuyu also said, "Master, Baobao told me he has a lot of money, even just the cash on hand amounts to several hundred thousand taels."
An Jing’s smile deepened, "Youbao, you dare to tell Wuyu this, too? Aren’t you afraid she will covet your money and harm you?"