In the books that Fei Qian often reads when he was a child, there is often such a sentence, "Winter is coming, will spring be far away", but the problem is that this spring is also a naughty child, at least in the spring of this year, this guy is still hiding from the cat......

In the cold wind, the sky gradually brightened.

Piles of bonfires were extinguished one after another, and the homeless people who sat around last night to keep warm slowly got up and moved their frozen muscles and bones.

A new wave of displaced people broke out again in Guanzhong.

Before Li Guo and the others, until Chong Shao came to power, and then to Yang Biao and Zhao Wen, this series of changes was only to take, but not to pay, but to constantly compete for power and profit, and even the most basic farming matters were not arranged and handled, resulting in after boiling season after season, ordinary peasant families have no reserves after all......

Even if there is some surplus grain, or some food can be collected in the surrounding area, these farmers can hold on until the beginning of spring, but now spring has not yet arrived, the land is still stiff, and even the seeds that can barely be planted have died in the cold climate of the late spring.

These hopeless farmers, as their ancestors had done for generations, left their land behind and moved in search of food and a way to live.

For the only remaining scholars around Guanzhong, on the one hand, it is because their own grain stocks have been looted and extorted by several groups of people before and after, and on the other hand, they also need to protect the interests of their estates, and of course, there is another reason, there is no famine, how can they obtain the land, and how can they make a fortune?

Therefore, at this time, these scholars not only did not allocate grain reserves to stabilize the situation, but even faintly contributed to the troubles, which eventually led to the second large-scale displacement of people in Guanzhong.

I have to say that the vitality of the people of China is tenacious, in the first few days, taking advantage of the fact that some animals and plants are interviewing exploratory outcrops at this point in time, the result was cleaned up by these displaced people, although the night is still extremely cold, but these displaced people also stubbornly rely on the fire to keep warm, and actually survived......

When the still cold morning came, some people who went to the surrounding fields to look for food came back dejectedly, under the cold of spring, many plants had just sprouted, either frozen to death by the cold snap, or were wiped out by the homeless people, and now everywhere was a bare appearance, nothing.

In the past few days, the amount of food has been reduced again and again, but it is still facing the risk of being completely cut off, and there is a commotion among the large number of homeless people, and many people have begun to turn their attention to the manors with guards and nobles. In the minds of these displaced people, inside these estates, I am afraid that the grain is piled up as high as a mountain, and you can throw a handful of them if you eat them......

If you have these grains and grasses, let alone eat a full meal, with this grain mountain, how can you let everyone get through!

Naturally, if you attack the manor dock fort, you will definitely die, and for these homeless people, they don't have any siege equipment at all, at most they can only be ants attached to climb the wall, so the casualties must be extremely heavy.

But in such an envoy, how much is this rotten life worth now?

Yesterday, some of the women and children in it had quietly disappeared into the wilderness, and then some of the prodigal sons from the original village gathered together to raise a fire and stew meat......

What kind of meat is stewed, many people don't even dare to think about it.

Just when these homeless people had no goal and were at a loss, in the crowd, those sturdy men were already clamoring:

"There is food in the village! There is food in the farm! That mountain of grain, even if you eat it for a lifetime, you can't eat it all! ”

"We're going to ask for food! There is so much grain and grass, if you can't eat it, it can only rot! We don't want good food and grass, and rotten ones will become them! ”

Everyone responded one after another, and everyone thought that since there was so much grain and grass in the manor, it was a pity that it was rotten in vain, so it was better to take some out to relieve it, so as not to waste the food that had been planted so hard.

The homeless people suddenly became in an uproar, and they gathered in all directions and headed towards the surrounding manors.

Normally, there are county soldiers in the hinterland of Guanzhong, as well as the central forbidden army, but after these troops have experienced several back and forth, they will not be established, and there are even only about 100 soldiers in many counties, and this point of soldiers guarding the city gate may be okay, if they are put into the wild, I am afraid that they will be submerged immediately for a while and a half.

Thus the only remnants of awe and reason remained between these outcasts and the manor and the fort, and when both awe and reason were exhausted in hunger, it turned into a catastrophe.

A shout, all around.

The homeless people all stood up from the four campfires scattered around, and those who had the strength followed and shouted at the top of their voices, clamoring to urge others and cheer for themselves, while those who did not have the energy to shout also stood up and followed the brigade blankly, and when they saw that there were branches and sticks on the ground, they went to pick them up, and when there were no sticks or anything, they went around to find a stone and pinched it in their palms, as if this would bring them some psychological comfort and security.

Those prodigals who gathered together seemed to have become the leaders at this time, and these people didn't know where they had some wooden spears and long knives or something, and a few long ladders that they didn't know when they were tied......

To take these simple tools, if you want to attack the city, it is naturally impossible, even if it is a small county, the city wall of two or three zhang high is also difficult to overcome, but for these small manor dock forts in Guanzhong, the highest is only two zhang, and after all, it is on the flat land like Guanzhong, there is no so-called natural barrier that is easy to defend and difficult to attack, many manor dock forts do not even have trenches, even if there are not deep, this has become the first target of these homeless people.

The outcasts followed the wanderers in all directions, and their roars grew louder and louder, a little chaotic at first, but at last they all turned into one voice: "Fight the fort!" There's food! ”

Originally, there were hundreds of red-eyed homeless people, but they soon became thousands, and then in two or three days, they became tens of thousands, rolling all over the mountains, like locusts, and those small estates in Guanzhong that struggled to survive under Dong Zhuo, Li Guo and others were like small oases in the desert, attracting locusts to come, and then ......

And then there was no more.

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When Zao Yi came to look for Fei Qian, he saw Fei Qian sitting in the small pavilion in the courtyard, sucking noodles in a stinging manner, oh, soup cakes, eating happily.

Because the noodle method at this time was not like the later generations, it was already made by the factory to form the shape of the roots, and there was no fine hand-rolled dough in later generations, most of the dough was mixed out and then pulled into thin slices, so it was actually more like a cake than like a strip.

However, when you come to Feiqian, how can you be so simple and rough, and don't you live up to the reputation of the No. 1 foodie in Pingyang?

The wheat flour is first finely sifted through a sieve, then the dough is mixed with cold broth, then kneaded, kneaded repeatedly many times until the dough is full of elasticity, and then the dough is pulled into a dough stick the thickness of chopsticks, one foot at a time, and then when cooked, it is finely pulled into a width like a leek leaf, and one noodle is pulled into a bowl.

Finally, in the noodle bowl, add some fried minced meat, cut three or five slices of pickled melon, fry two yellow eggs on top, and then add some sauce and vinegar on the side to taste, it is a bowl of noodles with the distinctive characteristics of Fei's, well, soup cakes.

"Well, Zijing, haven't you eaten yet?" Fei Qian beckoned, "Bring a bowl to Zijing too!" In this weather, eating some hot noodle soup is still the most comfortable......"

Although Zao only wanted to say that he had actually eaten it when he got up in the morning, but when he saw Fei Qian's bowl of noodles, he couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, and then swallowed this sentence into his stomach along with the saliva.

The world is big, and the food is the biggest.

Fei Qian and Zao Yi held the bowl, didn't say a word, they all buried their heads, snoring and eating, and then even drank the soup before they put down the dishes and chopsticks contentedly, and then let the waiter remove the dishes and chopsticks and serve some tea soup.

Fei Qian watched Zao Yi carefully wipe his mouth over there, his movements were gentle, it seemed to be a very important task or project, and he wiped the oil on his beard one by one, looking very cherished.

Fei Qian couldn't help but rub his beard, and then wiped it casually with a silk handkerchief.

Some habits in later generations are difficult to break.

Most of the people of the Han Dynasty, especially the children of the scholars, attached great importance to their beards, and had a slender and flowing beard, which was an inseparable part of the peerless manners. And Fei Xian's later generations are accustomed to razors, but now they have begun to grow beards, but they are not fully adapted.

And Fei Qian's beard, judging from the current situation, even if it grows in the future, it doesn't seem to be the so-called five long beards like Guan Erye, at most it's just a goatee, this discovery inevitably makes Fei Qian feel a little regretful.

Why don't you make your own mustache and stick it on?

Just as Fei Qian was wandering outside the world, Zao Yi had already finished wiping his beard, then put the silk silk into his sleeve, tidied up his robe, and said: "O prince, although you don't get tired of eating, you don't get tired of eating, but now in the city, well, outside the city, there is also a name for the gluttony of the prince and marquis......"

"Really?" Fei Qian said.

Zao Yi said seriously: "Exactly, the food created by the prince and the marquis is famous far and wide...... What's more, even in the land of Hedong Anyi, there are people who do not hesitate to travel long distances, just to come to Pingyang to feast on their appetite and eat some delicacies created by the princes...... However, this will inevitably be criticized...... Said the prince, now that there is a slight victory, he has lost his enterprising spirit and has become a person who is full of appetite, and the ruin of Pingyang and the north will be in the blink of an eye......"

Hearing this, Fei Qian was stunned for a moment, is this matter so serious?

"Yan has lost his enterprising spirit...... Are you willing to eat coarse tea and light rice, and eat some beans and gravel rice? Aren't these people willing to eat something delicate? Fei Qian said with some doubts.

Zao Yi shook his head and said: "Created by the prince, it is naturally loved by everyone, and it has swept the whole city, even in the countryside...... I've never heard anyone say that some dishes are not beautiful......"

"Hah!" Fei Qian looked up to the sky and snorted, "That's weird, if you dislike it, you don't eat it, why do you have to eat, scold and scold?" ”

Fei Qian suddenly felt a little funny, is this considered to pick up the bowl to eat, and then put down the bowl and scold the cook?

"Zijing, I think it's ......" Fei Qian rubbed the beard on his chin, and then said, "...... Most of these people are those who have nothing to do and can only open their mouths...... Don't care, what's more, this kind of person has always been like this, that is, he doesn't create all kinds of dishes, and he can still find some things in other aspects...... Ignore it to ......"

Most of these finger-pointing people belong to the lower social classes, and then they can't be mixed into the political system of Feiqian, and they belong to the state where most of the speeches are not listened to, so they must find a channel to show themselves, otherwise I am afraid that even he will not be able to see himself clearly.

And to deal with such people, Fei Qian's always advocated ignorance.

Because the more you pay attention to these people, the more energetic these people become, just like being beaten with chicken blood......

If no one pays attention to it, it will slowly sink.

"Junhou," Zao Yi saw that Fei Qian was unimpressed, and said, "The name of gluttony is not good after all...... If you are deliberately misleading, saying that the prince and the prince are sucking the people's ointment will also damage the reputation of the prince and the marquis......"

"Qingyu?" Fei Qian shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Zijing, how does that bowl of noodles taste?" ”

Zao Yi nodded and said, "Naturally, it's good." ”

"Wheat flour, minced meat, pickled melons, chickens, that's it, can you cherish valuable things?" Fei Qian frowned and said, "A certain person has not ordered the collection of precious ingredients, and it is extravagant and wasteful; Second, there is no Luo to plunder the people under his rule, disturbing the people's livelihood; It's just that it is not to use the existing ingredients to improve the process or method, so that it can also be related to the reputation? If you have something to say about this, let's go eat some boiled beans......"

Zao Yi was silent for a while, nodded and said, "What the prince said is also true, a certain has been taught." ”

"Alright, let's not talk about that," Fei Qian waved his hand, and then said, "How are the fields outside the city now?" Are you ready to farm? However, the weather is still cold, and if you plant Zhuanghe now, I am afraid it will not be easy to survive. ”

Zao Yi nodded and said: "That's right, now in this cold spring season, it is indeed not suitable to cultivate immediately, but the Huang's plow of the prince is easy to use, it is much more convenient to plow the soil, and the time originally used to plow for planting has also been reduced a lot...... Alas, it's a pity that this day is somehow, last year it was cold, and this year is also, but now the land is not planted, it is inevitable that I feel a little ...... But I can only wait, and when the spring cold is over, I will plant seedlings again, otherwise it will be so cold, and the loss will be even greater......"

"Pour the spring cold, pour the spring cold......" Fei Qian nodded in agreement, but muttered a few more times, his brows suddenly wrinkled, he stood up suddenly, and said, "...... Oh! It's cold! I almost forgot about it! ”