It is not only Niu Fu who is also worried about food and grass, there is such a group of people in Qingzhou, who are also worried about a bite to eat.

On the ground in Qingzhou, strictly speaking, there are really no high mountains, even if it is Mount Tai, in front of other mountains, in fact, it is also a short man, but on this ground, the short man chooses the tall one, so there is nothing to climb Mount Tai and the words of the world......

If it's really more serious, the altitude of Mount Tai, hehe......

But now Guan Hai and Ku Worm have no pride in climbing high and looking far away, although the two of them have different appearances, but the expressions on their faces are almost exactly the same, a bitter look.

The Qingzhou Yellow Turban was originally led by Zhang Niujiao and Bu Ji, but after the defeat of the three Zhang Jiao brothers, Zhang Niujiao saw that the momentum was not right, so he fled to the Black Mountain of Taihang Mountain with a group of troops and became a Black Mountain thief.

And Bu has been bitten by Huangfu Song, can't get rid of, and finally defeated in Cangting in Dongjun, the commander Bu has been captured alive, and then captured by Huangfu Song and the Yellow Turban, slaughtered together, and has since perished.

Then the Qingzhou Yellow Turban collapsed, and later the soldiers of the imperial court were transferred away, and Guan Hai and Ku Gu came out again to collect the scattered troops and became the commander of the remnants of the Qingzhou Yellow Turban.

Qingzhou in the Han Dynasty, is not a treasure of feng shui, because the river from Qingzhou into the sea, so the water conservancy problem has always been the most important problem in Qingzhou, good governance, is the fertile soil on both sides, bad governance, is two oceans......

And because of the existence of a large number of hills on the Qingzhou Peninsula, there are not many fertile fields that are really suitable for farming, and in addition, in the Han Dynasty, the sediment carried by the big rivers was not able to accumulate into a large tidal flat at the mouth of the sea, so Qingzhou basically has nothing more valuable except for salt and fishing.

As for the fishery, the vast majority of fishermen in Qingzhou can only end up being a full stomach, and it is simply impossible to marinate the fish and sell it far away, not to mention that the salt industry is either received by the imperial court, or in the hands of large households, for ordinary people, although Qingzhou produces salt, but still can't afford to eat salt......

Therefore, although the Qingzhou Yellow Turban was once pressed by Huangfu Song, with the transfer of imperial court troops, those Qingzhou people who couldn't survive in the first place still couldn't survive.

What if you don't have anything to eat?

The vast majority of people will panic hide what they eat, and some will snatch everything that can be eaten, and when the ugliness of everyone's selfishness is exposed, they will end up staring dryly, all hoping to wait for others to come, all trying to take advantage, and in the end there will be nothing left......

Guan Hai and Bitter Oyster didn't want to be yellow scarves anymore, but many of their former subordinates came to the door again, begging bitterly that if they didn't come out to lead, everyone would have no way to live, no food and no clothes, how could they live?

In desperation, Guan Hai and the bitter cockroach re-erected the banner and occupied the mountain, originally thinking that it was just to find some way out for everyone to survive, but they didn't expect that the poor people in ten miles and eight towns gradually gathered, and the Qingzhou Yellow Turban wanted to snowball again, rolling bigger and bigger.

However, the scale of the number of people is large, but there is no way to force the combat effectiveness......

The most important thing is that there are many people, and the food consumption is not small, even if they are all poor and accustomed to the ordinary people, even if it is a black vegetable nest, it is like a mountain and sea delicacies, but after all, no matter what, there must be some dry goods, otherwise this person will not be able to survive, just like a dried oil lamp, and finally the little oil flower in the bones will be boiled dry, even if it comes to an end.

Guan Hai and the bitter cockroach are now squatting together, pulling the grass roots, and there is no need to wash them, play them with their hands, and then blow and blow, and put them in their mouths like this, although they are a little bitter, but they will have some sweetness in the end, which is a good little snack, if it weren't for the area of the mountains and hills that Guan Hai and the bitter cockroach discussed together, I can't say that this sweet meadow would have been pulled clean long ago.

"What are you doing?" The bitter bug spat out the tasteless grass foam in his mouth and said to the ground.

Guan Hai was silent, and only after half a voice did he say: "It's not easy to take this step and then want to go back......"

Although it is said that now the Qingzhou Yellow Turban has re-erected its signboard under Guan Hai and Bitter Cockroach, but it has always been under the control of Guan Hai and Bitter Cockroach, and it is not the same as the three brothers of Zhang Jiao at the beginning, and the surrounding counties and counties are fighting against each other, at most they are besieging but not fighting, extorting some money and grain, like mountain bandits more than like anti-thieves, so although the surrounding counties have also been reported to the imperial court again and again, but no county has been captured by Guan Hai and Bitter Cockroach, and the imperial court has not bothered to pay attention.

Now someone came to the door and brought five truckloads of grain and grass, saying that it was a deposit, whether Guan Hai and the bitter cockroach were willing to obey the order or not, it was regarded as a gift, and if Guan Hai and the bitter cockroach were willing to obey the order, there would be follow-up grain and grass to be sent......

The requirement is to let Guan Hai and Ku Worm take the Qingzhou Yellow Turban to Yanzhou.

Naturally, it is not a self-guided tour to Yanzhou, gathered in the hilly area of Qingzhou, which is not an area under the jurisdiction of the imperial court, nor is it within the scope of the four major salt dealer families in Qingzhou, so it has always been considered to be peaceful, occasionally take some grain and grass, and the surrounding counties and counties are also regarded as breaking wealth and eliminating disasters, as long as they do not come every day, they will admit it, but now if they leave this area, not to mention these counties and townships that have to pass through on the official road, it is not so simple to put down the butcher's knife alone......

Those who have seen blood are definitely different from those who have not seen blood, Guan Hai and Bitter Cockroach have experienced too much, and these things can be seen too much.

The bitter cockroach sighed: "Or else? Quite a few died last winter...... Could it be that this winter is still watching the old man go into the mountains by himself? ”

Guan Hai was silent.

In order to ensure that young people, including their children, have more chances to live, last winter, when there was not much to eat, many elderly people silently left their children, walked into the mountains of their own accord, and never came out again.

“…… What are you doing......" Guan Hai finally nodded, I hope that person can speak his mind, although he also knows it, in fact, the words of these officials and masters......

What else?

Let's take one step at a time.

At least now there can be a bite to eat, so that more elderly people can survive this winter.

As for the future......

Hehe, haha.

Guan Hai looked up at the sky and closed his eyes.

God, when will we be able to give ordinary people like us a way to live?

We are not afraid of hardship, we are not afraid of tiredness, we just hope that when we are finished suffering and tired, we don't have to shed tears, we don't have to dry our tears, we have to boil our blood again......

Oh my God......

Open your eyes......