The widespread snow disaster brought many refugees to the capital, prompting the city's powerful families to distribute porridge and old clothes as charity, a common occurrence every year, but the situation was more severe this year than before.
Qin Liuxi brought Teng Zhao and Little Ginseng to a dilapidated temple in the West City of the capital, where a porridge stall had been set up, offering porridge to a long line of people.
Everyone who received porridge and coarse grain buns showed gratitude, murmuring words that Qin Liuxi realized were thanks for her compassion and kindness.
This porridge stall was organized in her name, and only genuine gratitude would transform into merit and faith that would fall onto her spiritual platform, benefiting her.
"When did you organize this porridge stall without telling us?" Little Ginseng heard these expressions of gratitude and looked at Qin Liuxi with surprise.
