Chapter 20: My Lord, I'm Giving Porridge
The title of young master is Zhan Yun's temporary intention, Gu Yan Wang and Shi Laosan are both older than him, making people call Brother Zhan Yun himself uncomfortable, Gu Yan originally wanted to be directly commensurate with the boss, but Zhan Yun also refused, and finally simply replaced him directly with the young master.
When Zhan Yun heard that the stewed meat in the pot turned out to be human flesh, he immediately ate a whale, and at the same time, the smell of meat he had just smelled suddenly made him a little sick to his stomach.
"Donkey Day, you two still have no humanity!" In a fit of rage, King Gu Yan threw a bowl of hot soup directly into the arms of one of them, and at the same time, he pulled out his battle knife with a bang.
"Uncle spare your life! Uncle spare his life! We are also forced to eat him, we will ...... He starved to death. The two knelt on the ground and kowtowed and begged for mercy.
"Forget it, let's go into the city first to see how it goes." In the end, Zhan Yun opened his mouth, and with a look of disgust, he took the lead and led the horse towards the city.
It is very likely that the situation of Yi Zi's cannibalism objectively exists here, he is not a virgin and it is impossible to save everyone, at least for now.
The interior of Whitewater City was also desolate, and there was not a single open shop after walking a hundred and ten steps, and occasionally I saw a few people who were also skinny, and they looked at Zhan Yun with numbness and fear in their eyes.
The four of them wandered around the city until the evening, and finally figured out the general situation of Baishui County, which originally had 2,272 registered households, but after several years of famine, the land is now barren, and the population has plummeted by at least half.
To Zhan Yun's deep surprise, there is no garrison in Baishui County now, and the only security force in the county is more than 30 government officials, and Chengcheng County, which is only a few dozen miles away from Baishui, is not bad.
This is really a small city forgotten by the sky, poor, which makes everyone prohibitive, but it makes Zhan Yun's heart ecstatic.
In the thinking of later generations, he has been thinking about how to recruit soldiers to avoid conflicts with the government, after all, this is equivalent to rebellion, conscription in broad daylight, which is a proper gun in later generations.
But now the problem is suddenly simpler.
Early the next morning, Zhan Yun first asked Xin Yibo to buy three iron pots from the grocery store in the city, and then asked Gu Yan to buy a few loads of firewood.
Then Zhan Yun hired more than a dozen beggars at the price of one steamed bun per person, and asked them to spread the news that there was a rich man's porridge outside the East City Gate.
Then Zhan Yun became the leader of the cooking squad, commanding three of his subordinates to start boiling porridge, and after less than half an hour, people came out of the city one after another.
At first, most of the people who learned the news didn't believe it, and it was no wonder that where there were rich people in Baishui City who were willing to give porridge, they were either killed by Zhang Xianzhong and other people's troops a long time ago, or the iron rooster was not pulling out a hair.
But facts speak louder than words, and at first only a dozen people came, and when the smell of rice porridge in the three iron pots began to waft, more refugees poured out of the city.
These people are men, women, old and young, but without exception they are all covered with patches, all of them are thin and weak, they can't help but sway, they are holding broken bowls and broken basins in their hands, staring intently at the rice porridge in the pot, Zhan Yun can even hear the sound of swallowing saliva.
Zhan Yun hurriedly asked Gu Yan and the three of them to guard the cauldron with knives, and asked everyone to line up and start giving porridge, he didn't even say who he was, nor did he say why he gave porridge, anyway, just give it directly.
There were three guards with knives to guard, and these hungry people who couldn't stand could not stand dared to be disobedient, and they hurriedly lined up in two lines of dozens of meters.
Zhan Yun was in charge of the spoon himself, regardless of men, women and children, they were all impartial one person and one spoonful, and there were a few hungry men who couldn't stand it before the porridge was cold and took a big sip, they were scalded by the hot porridge and their faces turned red, but they couldn't help but spit out the porridge.
More and more people heard the news, and soon, the three pots of hot porridge were divided, and the people who did not receive the porridge sighed, blaming themselves for not acting fast enough, and also blaming the rich man for being too picky.
The people who drank the porridge did not leave, licking the broken bowl in their hands, while standing aside to watch the excitement, they lost their land and everything, and they had no thoughts except stuttering every day.
In the end, there were hundreds of people around the three empty pots, even if Zhan Yun repeatedly said that the porridge had been served and let them come back tomorrow, these hard-working people still refused to leave.
They really had nothing to do, and many of them even asked if they were still giving porridge tomorrow, because it was summer, and they were already planning to sleep here at night.
After receiving Zhan Yun's affirmative answer, at least more than 100 people outside the city did not leave that night, and Zhan Yun had no choice but to throw the pot here and take the three of them to the inn in the city.
As for the safety of the three iron pots, Zhan Yun didn't care at all, those three pots were now the lives of those bitter haha, whoever dared to fight the idea of the iron pot would not die.
When Zhan Yun came outside the city again, he was stunned, the three iron pots were already filled with water, and even the firewood was piled up on a hill, which was spontaneously made by the idle panicked and hungry people who couldn't sit still.
The people surrounding the iron pot are no longer the two or three hundred people of yesterday, and the entire outside of the eastern city is like a market, divided into a circle of people, they are all from the surrounding villages and towns that heard the news.
Seeing Zhan Yun coming, they spontaneously gave up their positions one by one, and King Gu Yan and Xin Yibo were carrying a bag of rice and felt full of presence, and they shook when they walked.
The people in front of the queue were afraid of delaying the soup kitchen, and when they saw that the war clouds were coming, they had already begun to light the fire, and even some good deeds had already organized people to start queuing.
The people did not dare to provoke Zhanyun, first, they were afraid of the knife in their hands, and secondly, they were afraid that the rich man would simply not give porridge if he was angry.
There was hardly any delay, King Gu Yan didn't even wash the rice, and poured it into the pot in one go, and the white rice in the sun was particularly dazzling, and even the people around him were quiet all of a sudden.
The wait was the longest, with more people arriving from afar to join the long queue.
Three-pot porridge is definitely not enough for so many people, many people are just trying their luck, and they are idle anyway.
"Brother dog, it looks like there are at least a thousand people here, and you see, there is another group over there." Xin Yibo said excitedly.
Zhan Yun also nodded with satisfaction, it seems that the time has come.
"Get out of the way! Get out of the way! The magistrate has arrived! ”
At this moment, a group of officials came running from the direction of the city gate, and they surrounded an old man in official uniform, and the people who were scolded were afraid to separate the road for this group of people.
Zhixian Chai Minghui walked to the front of the team with a gloomy face, first looked at the porridge boiling in the pot, and then looked at Zhan Yun.
"Is it because you gathered so many people to make trouble?" Chai Zhixian's tone is not good.
If the past merchants want to buy in this county, they will generally go to the county government to visit first, and they will naturally serve him with good food and drink, and they will not have to pay tribute to some silver, in order to expect to get more care.
But the person in front of him, Chai Zhixian, had never seen it at all, and he didn't even say hello, and he dared to give porridge in the place under his jurisdiction, isn't this mocking him for his poor governance?
Yesterday suddenly he didn't have time to govern, today this person even dared to make a mistake, and called on so many people, is this a rebellion?
I have to give him some color to see, Chai Zhixian said in his heart, at least twenty taels of silver must be squeezed out.
"My lord, I'm giving porridge." Zhan Yun said very calmly.
"Hmph, this official suspects that you are making trouble! How can you be such a soup giver? Chai Zhixian became even more angry when he heard Zhan Yun's tone, how can three pots be enough for thousands of people to eat?
"My lord, I'm really giving porridge." Zhan Yun is still the same sentence.
"Bold! Why do the people of this county need you to give alms to your own household? Are you questioning the officer's abilities? "Chai Zhixian is really angry, is this kid in front of him a fool? Didn't you see the more than 30 officials behind him?
It's really not an eye-opener at all!
"You just found out, my lord, the people under your rule are going to starve to death, and you still have the face to live in the world, if it were me, I would have died a long time ago to apologize." Zhan Yun smiled, he smiled confidently.
The surrounding people were all indignant, and it was obvious that this county official had long lost the hearts of the people.
"You...... You...... Come! This person dares to gather a crowd to make trouble, and slander the official of the court, arrest me! Chai Minghui never expected Zhan Yun to dare to say it, and he was so angry that he almost didn't mention it in one breath.
"People, look at it, this official doesn't want us to live at all!" Zhan Yun didn't wait for the official to make a move, he took two steps back, and said to the poor people who were surrounded by him.
……