Chapter 247: Can Sang Zhixia really be the head of the Xu family?
Now that you are here, you still have to eat.
Sang Zhixia was originally worried about how to prepare food for so many people, but she didn't expect that they had already made preparations.
Deputy General Wu not only brought people to eat, he also brought soldiers to cook.
They dug a stove pit in the snow, boiled the snow water in the pot, and then poured rice into it.
They are self-sufficient and even bring their own pots. They are so well prepared that even Sang Zhixia's scalp tingles when she sees them.
Even if they are really starving, these people still know the limits and rules.
Sang Zhixia said that they should all be taken to the large wasteland behind Dongshan Mountain and not allowed to enter the village and disturb the villagers.
Fortunately, there is plenty of wasteland behind Dongshan, so there is no need to worry about having no place to stay.
With so many people, they just went there quietly, without any intention of finding fault, and their cooperation was amazing.
The soldiers who were able to take root in the northwest camp also adapted well to the ice and snow at the foot of the East Mountain. Although there were many of them, they were well organized and not at all panicked.
When Sang Zhixia saw this, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
As long as they are not troublemakers, we can still afford to provide them with two meals of rice porridge a day and raise horses.
Sang Zhixia was in no hurry to say anything. She just waited for the rice porridge in the pot to cook. Deputy General Wu and his men lined up and took their bowls one by one. After they had eaten everything, he said, "Are you sure this amount of food is enough for one day?"
What Sang Zhixia had in her hands was indeed very limited.
Excluding the rice in the granary, all the edible things totaled only about 60,000.
If we really make rice to distribute, this amount will probably only be enough for the people in the Northwest Camp to eat for three to five days.
But we can't be so extravagant now. These few things must be strictly divided.
A portion was sent to the Northwest Camp, and the rest was used to distribute porridge and to these people. What each person could get was really very limited.
It can even be said that it is pitifully small.
You can almost see the rice grains at the bottom of the bowl, and what you drink is more like the soup used to wash the rice than rice porridge.
But everyone, including Lieutenant General Wu, drank to their heart's content, and the water used for hot pot was divided up completely.
Deputy General Wu put down his bowl and said calmly, "If you could not mind us eating more and taking in a few more, we would be very satisfied. How could we have the nerve to cause you any more trouble?"
You have to be thick-skinned to eat for free.
Although they were determined to come and have a free meal, they were not ignorant and foolish people who had no sense of propriety.
The Northwest Camp had long been out of food, and no one knew how long it had been since they had tasted white rice.
Today I can eat this bowl of porridge made from white rice. Although I am not full and still hungry, it is enough to keep me alive until food is delivered again. That is enough.
Such a temperament and frankness are unlikely to cause any dislike to others.
Sang Zhixia had a very good impression of the Deputy General Wu in front of him.
At least it's better than dealing with that shameless Chen Nianhe.
Sang Zhixia thought for a moment and said, "With so many of you, it's definitely not possible for all of you to stay in the village. Can you arrange for someone to distribute porridge in the city?"
Lieutenant General Wu nodded readily, "Before we came here, the general said that once we enter this place, we will obey your orders. I will lead my men to do whatever you say."
With such cooperation, I can rest assured.
Sang Zhixia briefly explained to him the location and route for the porridge distribution and food transportation, and after confirming that he understood everything, she said, "Then it's settled."
"The food will first be escorted by soldiers. When they arrive at the designated location, they will cook porridge on the spot and give it away. However, the rules must be made clear: each person can only receive one bowl per day, regardless of gender or age."
This amount is indeed pitifully small, but there is really nothing we can do at the moment.
As long as one more person can eat this hot meal, maybe one more person can live.
Do your best and leave the rest to fate.
Deputy General Wu had no objection to this, and when he opened the warehouse to take out the grain, he deliberately left some extra.
Sang Zhixia raised an eyebrow at this. Deputy General Wu smiled bitterly and said, "The general said that you are still protecting the peace of the village here. We cannot empty it all out. We need to leave you some room."
In fact, Chen Nianhe's original words were: "The Xu family's farming in the village can harvest a lot of grain every year. We would rather eat less, but we must ensure that the village where the Xu family is is safe. Otherwise, how can we bargain down the price when we go back to buy grain?"
Moreover, the granary so close to the Northwest Camp produces large amounts of grain with good quality. Such a good place must not be destroyed all at once.
Deputy General Wu's words sounded very nice, but Sang Zhixia inexplicably heard the hidden meaning behind Chen Nianhe's words.
It can be seen that General Chen intends to pursue sustainable development.
But it's okay this way.
Leave a way out when doing things, there will still be hope in the future.
Sang Zhixia didn't mention that she had already reserved some in advance, but just raised her eyebrows and said, "Yes."
"Let's take away the agreed-upon food. Once we've dealt with this, we can move on to the next thing."
Now that you are here, you can't just eat.
Deputy General Wu personally led people to arrange the transportation of grain, and the fact that more than 10,000 soldiers rushed into the wasteland behind Dongshan caused an uproar in the village.
Why did so many soldiers come for no reason?
Is there going to be a war?
But it doesn't look like they're going to fight...
Or perhaps, these soldiers knew that there was food in the Xu family's granary and came to steal it?!
The elderly in the village who had experienced the war were terrified, and those who had never experienced anything were also frightened out of their wits.
In a state of panic, the villagers selected several elderly people who had a say in the village and went to Xu's house together with the village chief.
The Xu family still has guests at this time.
A middle-aged man, not wearing a military uniform or armor, but only cotton and linen, placed the box he had brought on the table with a respectful expression. He bowed his head and said, "The general said that you should have come to see me earlier, but unfortunately, in your position, one move would affect the entire body, so you dare not act rashly, which is why you have not been able to come yet."
"General, remembering that you like the taste of Junshanmei, I asked you to send some to me as a token of my appreciation. I hope you will accept it."
The person spoke politely, but both the speaker and the listener knew exactly what was going on.
The old man casually pushed aside the box on the table and said calmly, "I'm used to drinking coarse mountain tea. I'm afraid I can't taste the flavor of this fine tea worth thousands of gold. Take it back. There's no need to waste such a good thing."
"Old man, you are joking."
The man serving tea said calmly, "If you can't appreciate the flavor of Junshanmei, then no one in the world would dare to claim to understand tea."
"This is a kind gift from the General. Please do me the honor of accepting it."
"Do me a favor?"
The old man laughed silently as he played with the chess pieces in his hand, shook his head and sighed, "General Chen is guarding this area, and I'm just an old man who has been convicted of such a crime. How can I have the face to do this?"
Without waiting for the visitor to say anything more, the old man said calmly: "I am old now and can't take care of things anymore."
"If your general has something else he wants to talk about, or if he wants to discuss something, he should go talk to someone who can make the decision instead of wasting his time here with an old man."
The man's eyes flickered slightly, and he smiled and said, "You mean, since Young Master Xu is not here, it's okay to look for Young Master's wife?"
Can Sang Zhixia really be the head of the Xu family?
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