Chapter 8 The Mysterious Old Man Who Gave Opportunities?

I kept watch in the market for another day, but I still didn't find any work.

In desperation, everyone returned to the makeshift 'camp' in despair, and the villagers looked at everyone's empty hands, full of disappointment.

The boys, blushing with shame, bowed their heads and walked back to their families.

When it came to the meal, the boys, without exception, were reluctant to eat, only saying that they had eaten outside and were not hungry.

In the evening, Zhang Weiyang surrounded everyone and said in a deep voice: "I can't go on like this, the villagers don't have much dry food." โ€

"Tomorrow morning, stay for another half a day, if there is still no way, we have to find a way..."

Han Rui was taken aback when he heard this: "You... You're not going to rob a house, are you? โ€

Zhang Weiyang slapped Han Rui's head, glared, and continued to say to everyone: "If there is still no work tomorrow, we... Go to the army! โ€

"When we enlist in the army, we can eat military rations; The money sent down was used to buy food for the villagers. โ€

"The rich and wealthy have all escaped from Cloud City, only the county soldiers will not escape, and there is only this one way for us to live!"

Everyone looked at each other, and after thinking about it, they couldn't think of a better way.

Han Rui wanted to say something, and the matter was finalized in the midst of everyone's loud promises.

"It's not! What's wrong with your head tied to your belt to beg for a living? โ€

It's a pity that the wail in Han Rui's heart was not heard by anyone.

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At noon the next day, the people who had been guarding for a long time to no avail followed Zhang Weiyang and walked towards the school field in the city.

After explaining his intentions to the guards, he was led into a tent after being informed.

The face of the man above was full of arrogance, and he said to everyone: "The soldiers are full, but there are a few people who carry goods and feed the horses. โ€

Han Rui listened, and almost didn't slap him!

A bucket of rice, just over a kilogram, four taels a day, children can eat enough, this group of guys with long bodies, half full is enough to choke!

Twenty dollars, less than seven dollars a day... Now the price of rice is 60 yuan a stone, and everyone's daily salary is enough to buy three stones of rice at most, where is there enough for hundreds of villagers to eat?

was about to open his mouth to spit out the fragrance, but was stopped by Zhang Weiyang.

"Thank you, Lord for your grace, I will wait."

Everyone registered their names one by one, and after completing the formalities, they walked out of the tent.

Han Rui couldn't hold back any longer: "Brother Zhang, how can the food and salary be so small?" That dog officer is playing tricks on us! โ€

"As far as you can see?"

Zhang Weiyang glanced at Han Rui with disdain, and sighed again.

"What if you know? At this moment, the villagers are afraid that they are hungry and cold, so they are waiting for us to bring food back. โ€

"One thing, it's better than nothing, it's a big deal that we get from the military rations, just a little bit of it..."

Ouch, I'm a tantrum!

Just that little bit of rice, even?

"No, I have to find that dog officer to talk to him properly!"

"Stop!"

Zhang Weiyang shouted loudly, staring at Han Rui fiercely: "If you go, the villagers will all starve to death!" โ€

Han Rui was not angry in his heart, after all, he could only break his teeth and swallow it in his stomach.

"Don't let me stay, see if I don't kill you!"

Seeing that Han Rui had stopped, Zhang Weiyang beckoned to everyone: "Go, go and get today's food." โ€

In the evening, the young men, who had worked all day, returned to the camp with a few bags of corn, causing a cheer.

Seeing the smiles on the faces of their relatives, the hunger in the bells of the young men faded a lot.

Old man Zhang was full of worry, stepped forward, and asked Zhang Weiyang, "Why is there only so much?" โ€

When he understood what had happened, he sighed and said to everyone: "The big guy has worked hard, sit down and eat, and go and rest..."

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"Hungry all day, what the hell is this?"

Han Rui looked at the less than half bowl of corn in his hand and sighed in his heart.

When I first came to this era, I woke up hungry; The straw bale of the original owner starved to death.

Relying on hunting, life finally got on the right track, and the Huns came again.

fled to Cloudsdale City, not to mention the relief food, and in order to feed a village of people he didn't know, he picked up horse manure in this barracks...

It's a shame for a traverser!

What about the crazy and cool gold finger that hangs the sky?

What about omniscient and omnipotent systems?

What about the mysterious old man who sent the opportunity against the sky?

Anything!

Dry!

While complaining, an old man with white hair walked in the distance.

"I'll be obedient~ just mutter?"

It backfired, and the person who came was not the old man sent by the system.

Seeing the comer, the sergeants in the battalion got up one after another and bowed their hands: "General." โ€

Han Rui listened, his expectations were shattered, and he wiped out the rice in the bowl with an unhappy face.

The old man snorted and shouted to the people in the camp, "Is there anyone who is good at healing horses?" โ€

"Cut, come to the vet, don't go."

Han Rui is still worried about the fact that the old man is not the grandfather of the system.

Seeing that no one accosted him, the general shouted again without giving up: "Heal the general who loves horses, and the reward is ten gold!" โ€

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Han Rui's eyes lit up, and his mind was full of yellow, orange, and golden cuties!

"Big ~ people! I'm me, I'm me! โ€

When the old man saw Han Rui step forward, his face was full of suspicion: "You? Will you cure? โ€

"Hmmm! I will! โ€

Han Rui blinked his eyes and said to the old man seriously.

"Okay, it's you, come with me."

Han Rui hurriedly followed.

When I came to a stable, I saw a group of black and handsome horses, which were slumping to the ground with no strength.

"This is the horse, called the black horse, but the best horse!"

Han Rui looked at the sparse horse, and complained in his heart: What about the black horse, what about your overlord gun?

As everyone knows, since Xiang Yu, the overlord of Western Chu, all black horses have been named black horses by the generals.

Just like Xiaohong Xiaoming in later generations, it has long been rotten on the street.

After carefully examining the tongue coating of the 'black horse', Han Rui opened his mouth and asked, "My lord, this horse doesn't eat or drink much, and he can't sit down for several days?" โ€

As soon as the general heard this, he knew that Han Rui was a little out of the way: "Yo, heh? I didn't expect you to really understand! โ€

"Some time ago, Wu Hu ate some weeds outside the camp, and he became like this."

"But there is still a cure?"

Han Rui pretended to ponder for a while, and said to the general: "There is a rule of governance, which is the gold promised by adults..."

Seeing this, the general frowned: "The gentleman has made a word, and the horse is difficult to chase!" What was promised to you will be given to you! โ€

Han Rui's heart was overjoyed: "Please also ask the adults to take some sorghum rice!" โ€

Isn't it just a slight poisoning diarrhea?

It's rare to put Han Rui, who has been pasting for most of his life?

The general didn't know why, so he took a big bag of sorghum and threw it in front of Han Rui.

"What a big dog..." The corners of Han Rui's mouth twitched.

I'm afraid that this bag of sorghum rice alone can be exchanged for more than a dozen bags of corn!

No longer doubting the other party's ability to "repay the medical fee", Han Rui took a bronze tripod and fried sorghum rice.

No way, there is no pot at this time...