On the city wall, tables were set up, and in front of each table stood a circle of commoners and refugees holding bowls and chopsticks. The Qin soldiers of the Huitu Qin Army stood straight every three steps and every five steps, and under their protection, everyone stood obediently in front of their respective tables, waiting.
"My lord." Upon seeing Wang Han arrive, Bai Qi immediately came forward to greet him. "This humble general has already captured and taken control of the entire city. The meal is ready; please take a seat, my lord."
"Hmm." Wang Han nodded and walked to the dining table that Bai Qi had specially arranged for him. This spot was specially arranged by Bai Qi, right in front of the city gate tower, where he could clearly see into the city.
"These are chaotic times, as most of you know. I have nothing more to say. Most of you are illiterate, and even if I preach grand principles, few of you would understand, or even if you did, few would care. What you care about is whether you can survive and whether you can eat your fill. Only after solving these two problems will you think about anything else." Wang Han looked at the people standing at their tables on the city streets and said, "So, what I'm saying is that if you follow me and obey my arrangements and management, I can ensure your survival and that you have white rice every meal. Those who are willing to work hard under me will even have meat every meal."
There was no response from within the city. But Wang Han was confident that once these people followed him, their thoughts would soon be aligned with his.
"Now, let's eat," Wang Han said, sitting down at the table Bai Qi had prepared. Like the common people and refugees, he had only white rice and a simple side dish.
"Sit down," Bai Qi called out loudly as Wang Han sat down. (The reason for this arrangement was to establish order and let everyone know Wang Han's status.)
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