Chapter 43

The food provided in the academy is not much different from what the soldiers usually eat. Maybe it doesn’t taste as good as the food prepared separately, but the quantity is large and filling, which is good enough for many people.

Especially for those who were in a hurry to get here, as it was cold on the road recently, they couldn't move when they saw the hot soup placed at the door of the dining room.

Sang Yu simply didn't take them to their accommodation first. He instructed the people working here today to give each person a bowl of hot soup to warm them up, and then continue the process after they had the meal.

Several people came in with stacked bowls, plain and ordinary in style, and each person was given a bowl of porridge with a lot of seasonings and food.

Compared to the salty vegetable paste that Wen Yi and others ate at the beginning, this one is much more delicious. It contains a lot of egg drops, and even the bones at the bottom are fragrant.

The breeding areas in Pingyi can not only provide raw materials for fertilizer for the fields, but also produce meat to meet most of the needs. Combined with the dried meat transported from outside, beans are no longer the only choice for supplementing protein.

This group of students also know how to exercise restraint.

After eating bland food for a long time, suddenly switching to something greasy can easily cause stomach discomfort. Many people, after seeing the contents, simply take a small amount to fill the bowl and then stop adding more.

In addition to the porridge at the beginning, there are also many big pot dishes and pancakes made from coarse grains.

Some were so hungry that they ordered several bowls of porridge. Since they didn't know each other well, it was hard to dissuade them. After all, it was still difficult to get a good meal in this world, especially outside of Pingyi. Many people even felt they could eat a little more.

A teenager sitting next to him was one of them. He wanted to get more, but when he saw the young man had only taken a few bites, he thought he was feeling unwell and asked with some concern:

"Brother Zimu, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

The half-grown child was named Cai Dan. He had been following Zimu before, and the two exchanged names.

In simple terms, the amount of food consumed is generally linked to physical condition. If a patient with the same symptoms cannot eat, the situation will be much more serious.

Zimu shook his head, indicating that he was not feeling unwell. After hesitating for a moment, he added one more word:

"If you haven't eaten these things very often before, eating too much suddenly will cause stomach discomfort."

Cai Dan naturally remembered this and quietly put the bowl he had raised back down. He was so absorbed in the deliciousness of the food that he completely forgot everything he had learned and his family's advice. This was truly wrong.

She had previously read books that basically talked about Qi, blood, and meridians, but most people still couldn't help but eat more when they smelled the aroma of food.

She felt it carefully, and although her mind was telling her to eat more, her body had long since lost the feeling of hunger, so she nodded.

"That's true."

Zimu looked at the man who looked a little annoyed and said a few words to comfort him:

"I'm not feeling well. I want to eat this, but I can't eat it often outside. But it makes me feel uncomfortable easily. Thinking about how I felt before, I think this is better."

When people feel unwell, they will find some wild grass to chew, but whether they can get better depends entirely on fate. Zimu suffered from this for a while when he first came to Pingyi. Looking back on it now, he still feels a little scared.

If Yao Wang had not acted decisively and found an apprentice who was providing free medical treatment outside and fed him some strange grass, Zimu's gastrointestinal problems alone would have been enough to kill him.

Yao Wang has always felt a little guilty about bringing him out to suffer, but only Zimu himself knows how much trouble he has caused. He also vaguely heard some time ago that the people left there were in a bad condition, so he could only be grateful.

Zimu sighed. He wanted to earn some money here, so he could get some things for Yao Wang and the others to improve their lives. She was a good fit, but she just couldn't get over it. So, she had to do this herself, find her own value.

In other places, many people don't mind keeping some retainers, but such salaries are too illusory, and there are no such families in Pingyi.

All forces and people seemed to be gathered under the control of the city. In a sense, this place was extremely safe. Without enough energy to cooperate with the outside forces, coupled with the city walls and defenses, Pingyi would be almost indestructible unless it began to collapse from within.

After Sang Yu and the others finished eating, they led the group to the back room.

The living conditions here are naturally not as good as those of other residents in the city. There are two people in a room, and the space is not very large. Each person only has a bed, a table and chairs, and two wooden boxes. Two sets of them fill up the space.

Washing and other cleaning activities are all done in the rooms at the end. Drinking water is provided regularly in the dining room, and you need to fetch it yourself.

There is a chimney leading from the kitchen in the back half of the house. Perhaps because we had just finished cooking, the house was still quite warm, which was a bit surprising.

In fact, many people are prepared to sleep on haystacks, which is already an excellent condition and there is no charge.

Sang Yu came over with the name tags of the final selected candidates, and after soliciting their opinions, he divided the houses among them. The rest of the day was for everyone to familiarize themselves with the environment, and the formal session would begin tomorrow.

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When Wen Yi heard A Mu say that many people had stomach problems today, she thought there was something wrong with the food. After listening carefully, she realized that many people had eaten too much. She was a little amused.

"A few people did try to dissuade me, but luckily, there's nothing serious going on today. The doctor from the clinic came to see me and said it's probably just a weak spleen and stomach. I'll be fine after a few days of eating light food."

Amu sighed. This was their mistake. They only thought about getting some big pot dishes from the soldiers and forgot that the people in Pingyi also changed their diet step by step.

"We've finally settled down. Remember to observe carefully when you go over there tomorrow." Wen Yi naturally didn't want the previous things to happen again. A Mu and the others also wanted to go over and learn, so she naturally wouldn't stop them.

Moreover, these people know each other well and are much more reliable than those students from all over the place.

Most of the people in Pingyi are Yao Wenjun's former subordinates and the families of those craftsmen. This time, not many people chose to come because they all had their own things to do and could not pay attention to the various miscellaneous affairs of the academy in real time.

Amu nodded seriously. She had heard about these things from Shu, so she would naturally pay more attention to them.

The things sent back by Yao Wenjun have arrived, so Nan Xun simply stayed here and worked as a martial arts master in the academy.

Most of the scholars of this era were also people with strong martial virtues, otherwise they would be attacked by bandits before they even left their hometown, let alone find a society to debate their ideas with others.

Wen Yi has seen many people fighting over a disagreement recently. Most of them were stopped by soldiers, but there were always a few who were accidentally injured.

Those students also knew how to practice boxing and kicking, but most of them were not systematic. Nan Xun could not only help them with basic training, but also teach them essential skills such as driving. It didn't take long for him to become a master that many people were convinced of.

"I didn't expect Nanxun to be quite suitable for these things."

Wen Yi stood on the training ground, watching the people in the academy training behind the fence not far away.

The soldiers' training time is very early, starting before dawn. No matter how hard Wen Yi tries, he can't get up. After all, he occasionally needs to light a lamp to deal with important matters at night.

The schedule of this group of people in the academy is just right, so she would practice with them for a while in the morning. Although her physical fitness is not as good as those who practice martial arts, she has a lot more energy during the day and it is easier for her to handle affairs.

Song Jin was dragged over to exercise together. He was now slumped in a rattan chair, fanning himself with his hands:

"These... these guys are really... spirited."

Wen Yi turned his head to look at the guy who was lying on the ground. He felt that this guy seemed very similar to Yuwan. He didn't know who learned from whom.

"Let's go back and have something to eat."

After helping the paralyzed Song Jin up, the two returned to the city hall to have some food and then resumed their day's work.

at the same time.

Yao Wenjun threw the bamboo slips on the ground, slightly suppressing his anger. His expression became extremely gloomy, and he spoke word by word:

"Say it again."

The soldier kneeling below shuddered, but the pressure of those words was stronger than his instinctive fear, and he repeated the contents of the bamboo slips again:

"The supplies that the lord sent to escort were intercepted by bandits, and then, the supplies disappeared..."

"I, we are no match for them. Please punish us, General."

Yao Wenjun sat back, closed his eyes and calmed himself down. After confirming something, he stood up again and picked up the long sword that was placed aside.

The so-called bandits were nothing more than the subordinates of those families that were still struggling to survive. She had let them go temporarily because she had just arrived here and her foundation was not stable. She did not expect that this would make these guys so rampant.

She had finally gotten this batch of supplies from Song Jin, originally hoping to improve the lives of those around her, but she hadn't expected it to...

Since that was the case, she would show no mercy. She thought that group of people would not blame her for "suppressing the bandits". These guys took the initiative to claim the identity of the bandits. How could she miss this good opportunity?

When Yao Wenjun spoke again, his voice had returned to its usual calmness:

"Except for the soldiers on guard duty, I want to see everyone in half an hour."

The soldier who was originally kneeling stood up, turned around and trotted to convey the order.

All the soldiers felt the anger coming from Yao Wenjun, and the camp began to move quickly, each doing their own job.

In fact, they were also extremely angry. After following Yao Wenjun for a long time, they also knew that Wen Yi and their own general treated their subordinates very well. This time, they transported these things here because they thought the conditions here were not good.

I didn't expect it to be robbed by those families. They are so greedy that they want to swallow an elephant.

Those people were probably used to bullying others, and they relied on their status to prevent others from taking action. This time, their subordinates were not the ones who were afraid of these families. After finding out where the bandits lived, they reported it.

When Yao Wenjun led her men to raze the bandit camp disguised by the servants, the core members of the family who came to divide the spoils had not left yet. When they saw her, they looked as if they had seen a ghost.

Her image was indeed not very good at this time. There were dark marks on her clothes and armor, and she smelled fishy, ​​but none of this mattered.

Throwing the chopped door panel aside, Yao Wenjun walked over with a long knife in hand. Seeing the boxes that had been pried open in their hands, he raised a smile.

"superior."

The soldiers behind him rushed forward.

Even though there were a few servants who tried to resist, they were no match for the battle-hardened warriors. Those pot-bellied fellows were easily taken down.

The soldiers quickly counted the items. Because they arrived in time, very little of the supplies were damaged, and most of them were not much different from the list.

Instead, they found a lot of treasures and gold and silver from these places. When they carried the things out, many people fainted from anger.

Yao Wenjun was not very angry at this moment. This harvest reminded her of those guys who had been imprisoned in the city. She had not been in contact with these people for too long and had forgotten that these guys had an extraordinary ability to accumulate and exploit wealth.

Obviously, the difference in harvest is not that big, but the gap in living standards between Shangyong people and ordinary farmers here is the source of wealth withheld by this group of people, and naturally they have to pay it back slowly.

As for the antique calligraphy and paintings, as well as the things that Wen Yi had once described as "extremely valuable", Yao Wenjun preserved them all, including the rare copies, and sealed them up for the time being, waiting for the spring to attract some people.