Gao Yuliang nodded: "Okay, let's eat."
After saying that, he handed the small piece of bacon to Feng Yu, the woman who came forward with a smile on her face. After getting the meat, Feng Yu took her daughter-in-law Cuilan and niece Gao Yuan to cook.
The Lin family's bacon had been pickled for more than a year. After being cut, it was full of fat. Feng Yu's hands were stained with beautiful oil stains when he pressed the meat. The Gao family was a butcher shop specializing in meat in Qingshui County. As the head of the family, Feng Yu's knife skills were naturally very good. The bacon slices she cut were as thin as paper. She cut the fist-sized bacon into thin slices that looked full.
Put it into the brown rice porridge that was boiled over a fire early in the morning, and the faint aroma of fresh meat will waft up. The transparent bacon slices will turn pure white due to the heat and will be thoroughly cooked.
Their family's situation was relatively good. When they were in Qingshui Town earlier, they heard that there was unrest outside. Several princes were fighting each other every day, and many places suffered. Qingshui Town was only thirty miles away from the nearest prince's fiefdom. If something really happened, Qingshui Town would be the first to suffer.
Victims of the war fled everywhere, selling their children just to survive in this chaotic world. The rich resources of Qingshui Town also attracted many refugees and bandits, who stole and caused chaos everywhere in the town, and the government was unable to control them.
Gao Yuliang immediately made a decision upon seeing this situation. Without waiting any longer, he packed up his things and fled north. At least General Xing was in charge of Huangmo Pass in the north. He could stop the foreign cavalry, and even the princes did not dare to attack Huangmo Pass.
When he told his brother Gao Yumin about his plan, the two brothers hit it off and immediately sold their property, packed up their valuables and food and ran away.
The Gao family had a small population, and as they were butchers and had a shop, they had a lot of money. Even though the price of grain rose sharply, they still gritted their teeth and used all their money to buy brown rice.
The brown rice was choking and stinging, but at least it filled my stomach. Plus, I pickled all the unsold meat at home and took it with me on the road.
The journey from Qingshui Town to Huangmo Pass is long, and such a small amount of food is not enough for their family. However, they do not have the time nor the money to prepare everything before setting off. Man is fighting for his life against the sky!
Gao Yuliang's heart didn't settle down until the family pushed the cart and drove out of Qingshui Town and headed for Huangmo Pass.
As expected, on the third day after they left Qingshui Town, they heard from their fellow villagers who were fleeing in panic with their families that the princes were attacking. In order to defend the city, the county magistrate of Qingshui Town selected men from the homes of the people to resist the foreign enemies.
The common people who only cared about making a living on weekdays were no match for the well-trained soldiers of the princes. They were killed like cannon fodder as soon as they entered the battlefield. Those who escaped were considered lucky, while those who were unlucky did not escape and were all drafted and sent to die on the battlefield.
They had only just arrived here after saving their food. Without oily foods, they had no strength to travel, and their limited supply of salted meat was completely consumed along the way. They had initially thought they could catch some game, but they hadn't anticipated the extreme drought they encountered. The area was teeming with famine victims, and the land was littered with starving people. Forget game; even the grass and tree bark had been eaten to extinction by the refugees.
When Lin Zijun delivered the bacon to his wife's house, she was so happy that she didn't know where to put her hands. She kept saying, "This is not good, this is not good!"
After giving the thank-you gifts, the Lin family members ate their meals, packed their luggage and continued on their journey.
The energy and spirit that Cao'er and her son had maintained since Daniu's death seemed to disappear immediately. They finally stood up while hurrying on their way, but they staggered and fell down before they had taken two steps.
Cao'er was terrified that Lin Rui and the others would abandon her and her son because she was a burden. She struggled to get up from the ground, still tugging at Ermao's clothes: "Master, we can catch up, we can catch up!"
Lin Rui sighed and looked at San Liang: "Carry them onto the ox cart."
Cao'er and her son were so thin that they were just a bag of bones. Their combined weight might not be as much as that of an adult man. If they met any bad guys on the road, it would not take more than one person to subdue them.
"Thank you, sir, thank you, sir!" Cao'er was very grateful and carried the two men onto the ox cart one by one.
Just like Lin Rui said, it was light and weightless.
When leaving, Lin Rui suppressed his nausea and instructed Sanliang to string the five bandits' heads, which were left shriveled by the sun, on a tree stick and carry them with him to scare any bandits who were ignorant enough to want to attack them along the way.
We walked and stopped for another seven or eight days on this dry road. The road surface and branches were all bare. Elm leaves and elm bark were in short supply on the road to escape famine. If the victims saw them, they would strip off all the leaves and bark from a tree immediately.
A tree will die without its bark, but people are so hungry that they don’t care whether the trees will become extinct or not. They are just thankful to be alive.
Lin Rui and his family's rice has been reduced to a few bags. Lin Rui's family has always been a big grain producer. In order to ensure everyone's physical health along the way, they have better food and drink than their uncles and aunts. Therefore, the spirit of each person in Lin Rui's family is better than that of his uncles and aunts. The price of maintaining such a spirit is the rapid consumption of food.
Lin Pingmao's family currently only had three bags of rice and taro, while Lin Changhe and Lin Changfa's family had even less, at most two bags. Even Lin Rui's family, who had the most food, only had six bags of food. They ate one bag every two days, which was only enough to last them twelve days at most.
But they haven't reached Baixing Town yet. After Baixing Town, there is Baituo City, and then Huangmo Pass.
Fortunately, they had hunted a lot of wild food in the mountains before, so the food could last a little longer, otherwise they would have run out of food by now.
They thought that the days of fleeing famine would continue to be so miserable, but today, they encountered another wave of disaster victims!
The language spoken by these disaster victims was very similar to that of Linjia Village and could be easily understood. When they took a break, because of the similar accent, Lin Changxi started chatting with them. He then learned that they were villagers from Yu Village. Yu Village was not harmed by bandits, but the nearby villages were robbed, killed and burned by those beasts. They saw that they could no longer stay in Longting Town, so they fled out with their families to escape the famine.
I didn't expect to meet people from Linjia Village. After all, Linjia Village was the first village known to the surrounding villages to be burned, looted, and flooded by heavy rain. People from other villages thought that all the people in it were dead. I didn't expect to meet a series of Lin family members on the way to escape the famine.
Yu Lanhua, who had closed her eyes to rest, heard the word "Yu Village" and instantly lost all her sleepiness. She immediately stared at the fellow villager who was chatting with Lin Changxi with wide eyes: "Shun Kangbo!"
Shun Kangbo looked at Yu Lanhua, still a little confused: "Hey, who are you?"
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