Chapter 82 The People Are Different

The person's mouth is swallowing, and the food is soon gone......

It costs a lot of food to do this, but unfortunately, people who don't waste food like this will die. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Habarr swallowed a spoonful of batter and said to his partner next to him, "Why are they looking at me like that?" ”

The slightly older companion laughed, "They are not looking at you, they are looking at their own food, and you are eating theirs." ”

Habal couldn't stand the children's gaze at the food, so she had to hand the remaining half bowl of batter to the little girl at the front, who looked at the batter with the most eager eyes.

The little girl grabbed the batter with her dirty hands and ate it was naturally ugly, but Habal felt very comfortable for some reason.

Hassan couldn't eat anymore and handed his bowl to another little boy, and slapped his ass in the cold wind as the little boy took the bowl.

These children look thin and have bulging bellies, and even if they are not hungry, they will not miss any opportunity to eat, and the cold winter is coming, and it is an animal instinct to store as much calories and fat as possible.

"We've got all this food back, Hassan!"

"We're only responsible for finding food, but we don't have to eat them."

"Hassan, we have brought back so much food, why does the king still say that there is not enough to eat?"

"There are too many people eating......"

Hassan whispered to Habar's question, but the sadness on his face did not diminish much.

Everyone knows it's been a tough winter.

With the return of the brigade, the city of Hami became overcrowded once again, and the Uighurs who had gone north with Tiexinyuan returned with some grain in return to reward them for their hard work.

This is not a long-term solution.

Hassan beckoned to Habar: "Let's go, go to the government, I heard that they are recruiting people to clear the wild wolves near Hami, let's go and see, if it can be done, go with them to fight wolves." ”

Habarr pouted, "Why is it this kind of chores?" Brother Hassan, why don't we go to Hanhai, I heard that those who come back from Hanhai will have land to divide next year, and they will work well. ”

Hassan gave Habal a stern look and said, "Habal, if it's because of your father......"

When Habal saw Hassan talking about his father who died in the ghost moraine, he hurriedly hugged his head and said, "Okay, okay, I listen to Brother Hassan, let's go and chase the wolves for the shepherds." ”

Hassan saw that Habal had a change of heart, so he hugged Habal with satisfaction: "Haba'er, I promised your father to let you live well, I didn't have this hope when I first came to Hami."

I didn't expect that the king here wanted our group of people to continue to live, so we have survived until now.

This is a good country, just like the caravans said that the Song State, the government is to help the people.

Since we are fortunate enough to be in such a country, why can't we live well?

Doing odd jobs may be hard for little pay, but whether it's fighting wolves or harvesting pasture, these will not make people lose their lives.

Good brother, as long as we can survive these two years, the future will definitely be better. ”

Habal patted Hassan's broad back and smiled, "I listen to your big brother Hassan." ”

At the gate of the city lord's mansion in Hami City, there were two long columns, Hassan and Habal naturally lined up at the back of the line, and as the team slowly squirmed forward, it was finally Hassan and Haba's turn after half an hour.

A small official from the Western Regions looked very tired and asked in a hoarse voice, "Go to build a city, or do you want to do handymanship?" Or go to Hanhai? ”

Hassan said respectfully: "Handyman! ”

The little official nodded indifferently and said: "There is a lot of food for the construction of the city, and when you go to Hanhai, you will not only have food to get, but also land next year, are you sure you want to do handymen?" ”

Hassan hurriedly said: "Do the handyman, my brother and I will both go!" ”

Hassan's words caused the Uighurs in the queue to laugh, and the young Habarr blushed in shame and pressed his chin tightly to his chest......

The little official smiled and said: "This is a special reward from the king for seeing you follow him on a trip to the north, since you have chosen to do handymen, it is not bad, at least it is safe."

We have a lot of cattle and sheep in Hami this year, and there are not a few hay to prepare, this is the brand of the two of you, hurry up to the Hami River to prepare to get on the boat, there are people waiting for you, as long as you show him the brand. “

After thanking the servant, Hassan dragged Habal to the ferry outside the city amid laughter.

Whether they can have lunch today depends on whether the two of them can run to the boat and find a new canteen where they can give their brothers two meals.

The snow is fluttering on the Tianshan City, and the cold is pressing,

Even in such weather, there are still countless big men twisting the winch vigorously, a fast square boulder slowly rises along the ice road, and when the boulder reaches the top of the slope, there will be a huge hook hooked on the protruding iron hook on the boulder, and then the boulder is lifted off the ground by the thick crane, slowly falling in the direction, and finally falling on a tall stone wall with a bang, becoming part of the stone wall.

The Uighurs, who had just completed the task, immediately let go of the winch and let the pallets with the boulders slide down the ramp on their own, and the group got under the grass hut and shook their bodies like dogs to make the snow fall.

There was a huge earthen stove under the hut, on which broth was boiling, and a mastiff with fangs leaned against the edge of the stove and chewed a large bone with relish.

A group of people ran in, and the mastiff looked at them vigilantly, and then quickly let his guard down, bowed his head and continued to deal with the flesh and bones.

A fat Uighur woman with a turban impatiently chases away the big men who always liked to put their noses close to the broth.

"Lazy, it's not time to eat yet, go to work, the broth is not good, oops, go away and don't shake the dirty water into the broth!"

The men laughed and kicked a half-grown boy out of the crowd, still shaking his head, but the half-boy took the opportunity to sit down next to the mastiff, leaned his back against the back wall of the earthen stove in satisfaction, and smiled at the Uighur woman.

The Uighur woman looked at the snow on the boy's head, lifted her apron and rubbed it on his head, the moisture in his hair dried up, and his messy hair grew even more.

A strong Uighur man thoughtfully said to the Uighur woman: "I buy, your son is gone, so you might as well raise Lasse as your son." ”

The half-grown boy immediately opened his mouth and shouted, "I buy a mother, I am willing to be your son." ”

The Uighur woman looked at Lasse with pity for a moment and shook her head, saying, "No one knows how long we will live, but if Lasse survives until next fall, I will consider him my son." ”

The Uighur man said, "Why not now?" ”

Wumai's thick palm rubbed his reddened eyes and said, "I can't wait to die with little Carla when he dies, I don't want to go through something like this again." ”

The Uighur man nodded, "Then let's talk about it next year, there is a king who can give us broth to drink, and I feel that we can survive next year." ”

When the rest of the Uighurs were about to say a few words, the bell tied to the hut rang, and the Uighur man, who was the leader, waved his hand, and a group of people rushed out of the hut.

Lasse struggled to get up from the stove, but was stopped by Wumai, who took off his turban and tied it to Lasser's head, and took out half of the naan from his apron and stuffed it for Lasse.

"I buy mom, I'll live."

As he spoke, Lasse shoved the naan into his mouth, chewing it quickly, and ran into the snow, where soon the sound of a neat winch sounded again.

Tie Xinyuan walked into the City Lord's Mansion from the outside wearing a robe, and said to Tie Yi as he walked: "It has been snowing for two days, if the heavy snow still doesn't stop tonight, from tomorrow, the construction of the city must stop." Wait until the snow stops and then continue, and if it goes on like this, the casualties are too heavy. ”

Seeing Tie Yi stubbornly shaking his head, Tie Xinyuan stopped and looked at Tie Yi seriously: "We have more people than animals in Hami now, but we can't really use people as livestock."

I've been observing these Uighurs these days, and I've found them to be very obedient, what does that mean? It shows that these people have begun to recognize me as their king.

Since they have identified with me, then they are my people, and each of my people is precious, and there is no reason for losing and depleting. ”

Tie nodded a little, and still made a gesture of filling his mouth with food.

Tie Xinyuan took a breath, for a long time, spit out a mouthful of heavy white mist, gritted his teeth and said: "People can't live anymore, then let the Tianshan yellow sheep, stone sheep, and argali's sheep become extinct."

Amazing, miss this year, I won't hunt goats in the future.

Tie Yi, pass on my order, order Qingxiang City, not a single Tianshan goat must be released into the Tianshan Mountains this year. ”

Tie Yi shrugged his shoulders, it was obvious that Tie Xinyuan's order was very indifferent to him.

Every year, the Tianshan goats enter the Tianshan Mountains in winter, and he wonders why Tie Xinyuan would give up such a large amount of food.

Now that this order has finally come down, Tie Yi feels that it should not be a very difficult thing to survive this winter.

As soon as Tie went to carry out the order, Tie Xinyuan sighed and walked into the City Lord's Mansion, and Shui Zhu'er greeted him from a distance and helped him take off his robe.

When his shoes were soaked, Tie Xinyuan threw them off, put on warm slippers, sat on a chair, and let Shui Zhu'er put one of his feet on the edge of the brazier to bake.

"Where's Wanwan?"

Shui Zhu'er raised her head and smiled at Tie Xinyuan, "I'm preparing dinner for you." ”

Tie Xinyuan slapped his head in pain and groaned, "Is it some strange soup again?" ”

Shui Zhu'er nodded and said, "Mr. Tieyi sent a deer ...... today" (to be continued.) )