After Emptying the Enemy’s Warehouse, He Carried Supplies To Survive the Disaster Years

 “Young master, what you say is true, there really is such a good place in the world.”

Upon hearing this, the old village chief excitedly stepped forward to grab Ziyu's hand and ask for details, but was stopped by a bowl that suddenly stretched out.

“Sit down and don’t touch my wife!” Li Bai said angrily.

If it weren't for the fact that Ziyu likes to fool people, he wouldn't bother to care about how these people live.

"ah?

 Master...Madam? "

Li Bai's words made the people staying in the inn confused. The noble young master in front of him was obviously a man, so why did he become a lady again.

Like now during the lean years, there are many work opportunities in Daxia Bay, as long as you don't cheat.

"go!"

“Go, go! We, my husband and wife, just happened to give you a ride on the way.” Ziyu waved her hand generously.

I am telling the truth. My husband and I have traveled around the world for many years and have been to most places on this continent.

Although these people are poor, they are much better than the coolies in the mountains. At least they still have a heart to live.

Even the more than twenty beggars who live in the Tutu Temple are busy looking for wild vegetables, blanching wild vegetables, knitting straw sandals and carrying baskets.

"You can go, but you can't let the news out, lest the fat man just now finds out. No one can leave, and don't say I won't help you when the time comes."

Seeing that more people came than expected, and the prepared broth and steamed buns were definitely not enough, the sweaty old shopkeeper came forward to discuss with Ziyu what to do.

Calculated based on the population casualties in Southern China, less than 40% of a village survived after the disaster, which shows how high the population death rate is.

When the old shopkeeper heard this, he didn’t even want his own inn, so he quickly expressed his intention.

“The only way is to add more water, then add the steamed buns to the water and boil them into paste, so that everyone can have a taste.”

 Elderly people like the village chief are given sweets, meat and one tael of silver during the Mid-Autumn Festival and Chinese New Year, which is said to be a caring activity for the elderly. "

In the calm town of Yanxi, when the sun rises, life goes on as usual, but there is no more beggar on the street.

When Bing Ding was voluntarily participated, he was given the preferential treatment at home, and there were silver money to get it. Many people volunteered to sign up.

The old village chief suddenly thought that his youngest son had also gone to Daxia Bay somewhere, but he was too far away to deliver the news to them.

 She looks like a good person who does good deeds, but she doesn’t know that this is her plan.

When night falls, villagers come from all directions, all holding a thick bowl in their hands.

“Two days later in the early morning, try to travel as lightly as possible.

“Mom, we will have a good life when we get there, and dad’s leg can be treated by a doctor.

“Your family can still see wheat during the Chinese New Year. My family has paid taxes and only has half a basket of shriveled wheat left.

 A strong laborer can earn one liter of wheat and twenty copper coins a day. "

　　I dare not eat it just like that, so I have to grind it into flour and exchange it for coarse grains. "

　　“This…this…this is great!

"Madam, when will we set off so that we can go back and make preparations." The sober-minded old village chief asked the most crucial words.

 With so much land to farm, who would open an inn?

Seeing that the situation was almost stirred up, Ziyu whispered quietly.

"Okay, the old village chief and the old shopkeeper will share the soup for everyone. It's just a wish that there isn't much."

As long as those who go there are diligent and willing to work, they will not have to worry about having enough to eat.

 Ziyu pressed Li Bai's hand and shook her head at him.

 …

 The old village chief who returned home had put on clean patched clothes and his hair was combed to a shiny finish.

“Hahaha, it’s just for the convenience of walking when you go out!

 Those who use their sharp tongue speak the truth and are certainly more convincing.

Everyone has no intention of eating broth now. The move of a large family is a big deal, and it doesn't mean they can just leave.

 …

Because the town official was being beaten on the widow's bed by two tigresses at home, so he couldn't think of any broth.

She didn't expect that there were so many people hiding in this remote rural area. She thought that there were only five or six hundred people there.

Moreover, land will be allocated free of charge before spring plowing this year, and taxes will be exempted for three years.

 …

By the time a large group of people were served the broth, it was already an hour later, and the broth sent to the town official's house had long been forgotten.

 …

I, an old man, have lived for fifty-eight years and have never heard of such a good place. "

One more thing, don’t call me madam, it’s inconvenient on the road. "

Ziyu responded generously, and no one could tell her gender except for a few people who knew she was a woman.

Who doesn't have three or six relatives in his family? It can be said that the surrounding villages are all related to each other, and this journey will be a lifetime thing.

 Coupled with the group of coolies from the village, she was so disappointed that she gave up her original thoughts.

 “Get it, get it!”

There are many old people, young people and women, but only thirty-two young and middle-aged people. Will they accept them? "

This has also resulted in a lot of land being left uncultivated, and no one has to pay taxes when it is left uncultivated. Once the land is used, it will face huge taxes.

Ziyu, who was standing at the door of the inn, initially estimated that there were nearly a thousand people, which really surprised her.

 …

 “Sir, I want to go home too!”

As for the unfinished land in Daxia Bay, all the land is cultivated by the local garrison, which can also be regarded as a part of their own rations.

Pi Erqi, who was mixed in the crowd, got a new mission and disappeared into the night.

Ping Shilan's calloused hands were rubbing the straw rope quickly, with a longing smile on her face from time to time.

 “Oh my God! A liter of wheat!

Our family has never eaten a liter of wheat during the Chinese New Year. Wouldn’t it be a magical day? "

 “Sir, each of us brings a handful of vegetables.”

If the younger son is allowed to eat official food, then he will have a backer and land. Think about it, the life will be so beautiful.

Bring all the other jars and pots with you. It is enough to bring clothes, food and farm tools to protect yourself.

There are a total of eight people in his family. According to what the lady said, each person has two acres of land and one acre of land, so the allotment cannot be twenty-four acres.

Rather than waiting for others to bring everything to you, you have no intention of fighting for yourself.

 “Okay, let’s go back and prepare now!”

“Collect it, I think they will accept it as long as they are not evildoers, and even real beggars will be given the land.

The village where they live has even built houses, and there is not a single beggar wandering around in the entire Daxia Bay.

He can still settle this account, and just thinking about it makes him drool all over the place. This is land that he has never been able to earn from running an inn all his life.

 At present, the situation is torn apart, and the best place is Daxia Bay.

Ziyu’s original plan was to take a group of prisoners back, but she couldn’t find a suitable place for a while and it was easy to alert the officials.

 Feng Dian’s face, which had been sleeping in the open, was no longer fair and pink, and his words and movements were undoubtedly those of a man walking outside.

“Madam, there are a total of 180 people in our village, all of whom have the same surname.

Like little beggars without adults, some are adopted, and some are made up of several older children to form a family.

 When I earn money, I will send my younger brother to a private school. It would be great if the eldest and second brothers are still alive. "

As she spoke, Ping Shilan lowered her head and shed a line of tears.

 She missed her eldest brother and second brother so much. If they were in the family, they wouldn't have to run around.