Chapter 249: Everyone is rewarding reinforcements, so she can’t fall too far behind
Xue Liu immediately understood what she meant and said with a smile, "I have saved some."
The famine outside was severe, and the Xu family's most affected animals were probably the pigs in the pen.
In the past, two meals of wine lees a day were enough to fill you up.
But when the famine broke out, there was no more food to make wine.
These pigs' two meals a day became just one meal a day, and most of their food consisted of bran mixed with boiled pig feed.
After a while, the piglets that were once plump and white became so thin that their ribs were visible. The people who were responsible for feeding the pigs were so distressed that they couldn't help but gasp, but there was nothing they could do.
People can’t even afford to eat, so how can we care about pigs?
The impact on chickens, ducks and geese is relatively small.
After all, these grow fast and will be big enough before the famine breaks out.
Every day they prepared the food according to the method Sang Zhixia told them to feed. Although the famine outside was so severe that life and death were unpredictable, these things in the pen did not prevent them from eating and laying eggs.
All in all, the amount saved is quite a lot.
Sang Zhixia looked at the people who had looted half a bag of brown rice, sweet potatoes, and cabbage from their homes and were carrying them all towards the foot of the mountain. She laughed and said, "Sending five hundred eggs over there is our way of thanking Deputy General Wu for his help in suppressing the bandits."
Since they are all sending reinforcements and rewards, she can't fall too far behind.
Xue Liu suppressed a smile and said, "If I were to say I'd rather give goose eggs than chicken eggs."
"Too."
Sang Zhixia jokingly said, "Goose eggs are big. Although they have a rough texture and smell bad, they are filling."
"Just goose eggs."
The villagers were frantically looting things to give the soldiers who were suppressing the bandits a good meal, but the people who went up the mountain were completely unaware of this.
Wait until the next daybreak.
The people who went up the mountain escorted the first batch of more than 30 bandits they had captured to Dongshan. When they saw the temporary camp piled high with all kinds of food, those with shallow tear ducts had red eyes.
Deputy General Wu was obviously at a loss as well. He looked at Lin Yunqi and asked, "This...is this for us?"
Lin Yun nodded. "The villagers are simple and honest, and they couldn't bear to see the righteous soldiers who protect the people go hungry. The money was raised spontaneously by the villagers."
Deputy General Wu stared at the various things on the ground without saying anything. On that day, he ate half a boiled goose egg and pushed several bandits who were leading the way up the mountain with murderous intent.
The mountain bandits were a hidden danger, but they had no power to resist the well-fed Renyi soldiers and were completely wiped out in a few days.
Because an old man in the village mentioned that killing so many people in the village might ruin the village's feng shui, Lieutenant General Wu took the trouble to escort the captured bandits to the execution ground in the city to chop off their heads.
The villagers' worries were immediately relieved, but the soldiers who had settled in Luobei Village did not leave.
Sang Zhixia was looking at the porridge distribution locations in the city.
I learned that these people were not idle either. They were good at chopping wood and hunting in the mountains, and repairing roofs. They could get two more bundles of firewood for a bowl of porridge, and they got along very well with the villagers. I couldn't help laughing.
It is true that a general leads his own soldiers.
General Chen was willing to go to great lengths to deal with his stuttering, even slamming the table and bargaining with himself. All the soldiers under his command were good people.
Quite capable.
The military and civilians in the village lived in harmony and peace, and the riots and disturbances caused by famine outside were obviously decreasing.
The amount of porridge distributed in the city every day is really not much, and the rice porridge we get is also clear.
But no matter how little it is, one bowl is enough for each person, and it is a life-saving straw that can save their lives.
What's more, it is given every day. You don't have to pay much money. You can survive by coming to receive it.
As long as there is a glimmer of hope for survival, these ordinary people who have lived honestly all their lives would never dare to cause trouble.
However, Chen Nianhe did not disappoint Sang Zhixia's initial guess about him. This man was indeed cruel.
There is indeed not much edible food in the three cities, six counties and eighteen towns, but aren’t there some merchants waiting to cause trouble and sell food at high prices?
The local county magistrate might not dare to take action directly, but Chen Nianhe did not have so many scruples. He drew his sword quickly and decisively without showing any mercy.
While distributing porridge, General Chen was also able to send troops to search the house.
Anyone who hoarded grain and wanted to sell it at a high price, no matter how much they hoarded and how much profit they made, was pulled out one after another. The grain was confiscated and used by the army to provide porridge, and all of them were beheaded.
By combining both gentleness and iron-blooded tactics, Chen Nianhe actually managed to forcibly plunder a batch of food, barely filling the gap on hand.
At this time, there was only one day left before the food promised by the Xu family would arrive in the northwest.
By plundering a group of profiteers who had been raising prices, Chen Nianhe finally had some rare meat on his table after a long period of poverty.
Just sitting at the dinner table and looking at the pitiful minced meat in the bowl, General Chen's face looked particularly ugly.
It looks even uglier than when you've been hungry for two days.
Wu Lian looked puzzled: "What's wrong, General?"
"Not hungry?"
Chen Nianhe closed his eyes and inhaled repeatedly, grinding his teeth uncontrollably. "I heard that there are several wild boars trapped in Luobei Village, many large and small?"
Wu Lian was obviously more familiar with that area and sighed, "It's not just wild boars, it seems they caught quite a few pheasants and other things as well."
All the living creatures and food that could be found in other mountains had been eaten by the starving people, and there would be nothing else to find there.
Keluobei Village is different.
The people over there didn't suffer from hunger, so naturally they didn't have time to harm the things in the mountains.
What was there in previous years is also there in the mountains this year.
When Deputy General Wu and his men went up the mountain, they would never leave empty-handed. They would always have some hunted wild animals in their hands.
The villagers did not want their spoils and even offered them ingredients, fearing that the food would taste bland or that they would be cold and hungry.
But what about the Northwest Camp?
General Chen, a dignified general, only had two bowls of porridge every day, and even the minced meat was added after he killed a profiteer...
Chen Nianhe gritted his teeth in frustration, the chopsticks holding the pickles crunching as he spoke with resentment, "Adding goose eggs and meat to the meal. I heard that little girl even brought a pig from the farm, killed it, and mixed it with the wild boar meat they hunted to make dumplings?!"
Wu Lian finally realized what was wrong and quickly picked up a large piece of pickled vegetables with his chopsticks and put it in his porridge. He slurred the porridge and said vaguely, "General, yesterday was New Year's Eve. It's customary to eat dumplings."
Although no one except the people from Luobei Village could eat a bite of hot dumplings.
But there is no way, because there is a farm in Luobei Village.
The farm also has chickens, ducks, geese, cows, and pigs. You can eat whatever you want, including fine noodles for making dumplings and vinegar for dipping the dumplings...
Wu Lian's eyes widened with greed when he thought about it. He shook his head and lowered his head to drink a big mouthful of rice porridge.
There's no way, there's no point in being envious.
If you can’t eat, you can’t eat.
Seeing Chen Nianhe's face was really dark, Wu Lian hesitated for a while and asked tentatively: "General, would you like to drink this porridge?"
Chen Nianhe looked at him expressionlessly.
Wu Lian rubbed his hands with a shameless face: "Hehe, if the general doesn't want to drink, why not give it to..."
"roll!"
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