Chapter 711 Young General vs. Rich Lady 14
Huo Xiao waved his hand to signal Xu Sheng to get up.
"It shouldn't be him. I angered him just now, and he looked humiliated, but he still held his temper and didn't make any more trouble. This means he really has no food."
"According to the information obtained by the scouts, nearly half of the people in the Yan Mansion died. The Yan Mansion was wealthy, and they cooked and ate cowhide belts, silk handkerchiefs, and even cotton cloth. The Yan prince was still able to move, and the old servant was a martial artist, so he could still hold on. The others were too hungry to even stand."
"Although Yan Changfeng is a playboy, he is not completely unscrupulous. He may take in beautiful women who have fallen into prostitution, but he will not engage in the business of human flesh trafficking. Following the line of human trafficking, we should be able to find some clues. Go ahead."
Xu Sheng took the order and left.
Huo Xiao entered the general's mansion. Several generals who were transporting grain had already returned, and everyone was in a heavy mood.
"As expected, we encountered another group of people who were trying to rob food. I don't know how many people they mobilized. When they heard that the General's Mansion was distributing porridge, most of them dispersed, and the rest didn't dare to move forward."
"Major General, the situation in the barracks is not good. There is a shortage of doctors and medicines. Many soldiers have high fevers. More than 20 people died in the South Camp last night. Nearly 100 people died in the four major camps combined. The situation in the wounded camp is even worse. They are all just waiting to die."
"If we continue like this, our numbers will only get smaller and smaller. The Beirong won't even need to attack us, they will be able to trap us to death."
"The morale of the soldiers is low, but fortunately we have food, so we can hold out for a while. It would be great if we had medicine."
Zhao Hai exclaimed, "Young General! Your wound has split open again. You can't go on like this. Why don't you ask the gods for help and see if they can give you some medicine?"
Huo Xiao looked down and saw a small red mark on his armor. The wound was so painful that it was numb, and he didn't even notice it.
He felt that he had a low fever, but now he had water and food and was full, and his condition was much better. He prided himself on his youth and good health, and supported himself with a willpower, telling himself that he must not fall down.
At this moment, I felt a little dizzy and couldn't help but sit down.
"Everyone, please take a seat. This morning, the gods have promised to give us enough food for 100,000 people. What the gods have given us is more than enough, but I have nothing to give back to them. I am truly ashamed."
"It's only been half a day. It's not that easy to raise food for 100,000 people. The god is so kind. She said she will continue to supply us with water until the food arrives. When the water stops, the food will arrive."
The confidant who was guarding the bronze mirror ran over in a hurry, "Major General! The water has stopped!"
Huo Xiao hurried to the backyard of the general's mansion, where a huge reservoir was dug. It was connected to the reservoir in the stable, together storing the water given by the gods.
Huo Xiao carefully took out the bronze mirror and placed it respectfully on the shrine.
Rumble! Bags of rice fell from the sky, landing neatly on the bluestone slabs, piling up layer by layer until they were as high as a person.
Zhao Hai counted the bags one by one, but he couldn't count them all.
Huo Xiao took a quick look, calculated in his mind, and said in shock: "Two thousand bags! The rice given by the gods is ten kilograms per bag. There are two thousand kilograms of rice here!"
"This is rice. Even the royal family of Xia and the royal court of Lu could not get so much rice in just half a day, let alone Wei. Not to mention the famine and poor harvest, the gods can actually give us 20,000 kilograms of rice! Pingyang City is saved!"
Zhao Shan was so excited that he was shaking all over, with tears in his eyes. "The soldiers won't starve to death anymore! Rice is a nutritious food. If it's made into porridge, it can be eaten for a long time."
Before everyone had finished being surprised, another thousand bags of rice fell down. The bags were colorful and contained several kinds of grain.
Huo Xiao opened a bag of grain, which contained golden millet. He gave each person a small handful, and everyone couldn't wait to put it in their mouths and chew it. The more they chewed, the more delicious it became.
"It's corn! But it doesn't look like corn! It's as beautiful as gold, without any impurities, not black, very fragrant, not astringent at all."
"The most common crop in Wei State is millet. The food that gods eat is indeed different from ours. It is bigger in size and has a more beautiful color."
Huo Xiao also saw red beans, soybeans, mung beans, wheat and other grains. Some of them he had seen before and some he had not, but without exception they were all round and full, without any impurities.
Next came a thousand kilograms of noodles, some long and thin, some wide, in different shapes, but all were as white as snow and very delicate.
A box of salt fell from the sky, containing two hundred bags of fine salt. Salt deficiency can lead to a series of diseases, so this box of salt solved the urgent problem.
There is even cooking oil with a fragrant aroma. Ordinary people are reluctant to use oil at home. A small can of oil can be used for a year.
There were also some condiments they had never seen before, sour, sweet, salty and spicy, with different flavors.
Huo Xiao exclaimed: "No wonder the food in the God Realm is so delicious. It turns out there are so many magical condiments, and their rice is also very exquisite."
The backyard was almost full, but fortunately the general's mansion was tall and spacious with enough space. The soldiers had eaten their fill and had plenty of energy and enthusiasm, so they quickly moved everything into the house.
Just after the move, bang bang bang, a lot of transparent bags fell from the sky. Inside the bags were various kinds of meat. I don't know how they were made, but they gave off a tempting aroma.
Steamed buns, dumplings, steamed buns, flower rolls, scallion pancakes...all fell from the sky.
Thousands of kilograms of vegetables filled the backyard, and large pieces of pork fell from the sky, some fresh and some processed.
Finally, more than a dozen watermelons were spit out from the mirror and rolled out.
Huo Xiao opened a watermelon and shared it with everyone. Zhao Hai ate it with the rind, patted his stomach and sighed, "It quenches hunger and thirst, it's really good!"
"I've seen this melon in the wild before, but it wasn't this big, it wasn't juicy, and it tasted bitter. People couldn't eat it at all. Only horses could eat it."
Everyone ate the melon together with the rind. Huo Xiao counted the food given by the gods and gave a bag of rice, some vegetables and meat, as well as oil and salt to several soldiers, asking them to take them back.
"Take it. If you are hungry, how can you fight the enemy in battle or discuss the strategy of defending the city with me?"
Huo Xiao waited for a while, but the magic mirror remained silent and no longer gave out food.
Huo Xiao moved the mirror back into the room, lit three incense sticks, and bowed reverently. The soldiers behind him also followed suit.
"The gods have given us so much food in just half a day. Xiao is extremely grateful! I pray that the gods will show up again."
Ji Yunhuan was sleeping soundly. The bronze mirror flashed a few times, but Ji Yunhuan did not respond. The bronze mirror did not transmit the sound and did not dare to disturb Ji Yunhuan's sleep.
Huo Xiao waited for a long time but there was no response.
Zhao Shan guessed, "Perhaps the god only wants to see the young general and not us. Too many people would disturb the god's peace."
Everyone thought it made sense and said goodbye.
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