The clearing was crowded with feasters, and everyone was doing the same thing, which was to swallow the food in their hands as quickly as possible, as if someone else would snatch or take it back if it was slower.

These things are not much, that is, they can just pad their stomachs, so many people still lick the bottom of the bowl after eating, and stuff their fingers into their mouths to lick the remaining flatbread residues on it, until their hands are full of saliva, so they have to take their fingers out, and look around with their eyes to see if there is any residue left.

Although these things are definitely coarse tea and light rice in the eyes of rich and noble people, they will not even look at it, let alone eat it. But in the eyes of these ragged people, it was an absolute delicacy, and if it could be eaten at once, it would be in heaven.

Therefore, many people put their eyes back on the porridge shed after eating and licking, staring at the millet porridge, flatbread, and wild vegetables in the pot, with a longing look in their eyes, but no one dared to do anything wrong under the deterrence of the grim armor next to them.

Jiang Chuan took in all of this, and was not surprised by the crowd's performance, as he also had deep memories of hunger when he was a child. When I was a child, my family was poor, and there were several children, and the steamed buns that my mother often steamed were all black-flour steamed buns. When the days are better, add some cornmeal to the black noodles to make yellow flour steamed buns, which my father jokingly called military steamed buns.

Only during the New Year's holidays or when important guests come to the house, my mother will use the only white noodles to steam some white flour steamed buns for hospitality, and the best dish is a plate of scrambled eggs.

When I was a child, the white flour buns, the golden and fresh scrambled eggs, and the bright rice porridge were the delicious foods decided in Jiang Chuan's eyes, and he thought that if he could eat these every day, it would be heaven.

Although this kind of day did not last for a few years, and then the days got better and better, the situation of not having enough food basically did not exist, you can also eat white flour steamed buns at a time, scrambled eggs are not rare, and white rice porridge is not like to drink, but the memory of hunger created by poverty is deeply engraved in his soul, so even if life is better later, he has grown up, he can make money, and he will stuff the refrigerator at home with all kinds of food.

In this way, every time he opens the refrigerator and sees those foods, he will feel that his heart is still steady, and he will have a very happy feeling.

This is not only the memory of Jiang Chuan's family, but even for this nation with the most brilliant and long-standing civilization in the world, the memory of hunger also runs through the entire national history.

Jiang Chuan knew that there were many people in front of him who did not have enough to eat, especially near the border. Maybe the people in the rich areas of Jiangnan are better, but the people in most areas are just hanging on to their lives.

According to Jiang Chuan's understanding of coming to this world for more than a month, this world, like the late Ming and early Qing dynasties in history, seems to have caused drought for many years due to some climatic reasons, and many places in the Central Plains have suffered from serious drought, and the drought has caused locust plagues, and then caused a large area of crop yield reduction, or even extinction, no harvest, and many people have lost hope of survival.

And this is also the fundamental reason why there are many internal gangsters in the Ming Dynasty today, people will rebel if they can't survive, that's it.

So after seeing these people's deep desire for food, Jiang Chuan had both a small pride because his plan worked, and a kind of sadness of sympathy.

Jiang Chuan walked to the front step by step under the gaze of the crowd, his eyes scanned the crowd, and then landed on a thin and short teenager in the middle.

"Is millet porridge delicious?"

Jiang Chuan's question made everyone pay attention to this young man, who was obviously a little cramped and uneasy, his body was stiffened, he shrunk as much as possible, lowered his head, and did not dare to look at Jiang Chuan.

Jiang Chuan slowly walked into the crowd again, and the crowd on both sides retreated one after another, making way for him to walk all the way to the thin young man.

"Little brother, let me ask you, is this millet porridge delicious?" Jiang Chuan squatted down, patted the young man's shoulder and asked with a friendly smile.

"Well, it's delicious." The young man looked at Jiang Chuan, plucked up his courage and nodded weakly.

"What about this flatbread? Is it tasty? And wild vegetables, do you like to eat them? Jiang Chuan nodded and asked with a smile.

"The flatbread is delicious, and the wild vegetables are also delicious, and I, I like to eat them very much." The boy's voice finally got louder.

"Do you still want to eat it?" Jiang Chuan continued to ask.

"Think, of course I think, I haven't eaten anything so delicious in a long time. But I heard that everyone can only eat once, so I don't dare to think about it. The boy muttered.

Jiang Chuan smiled and said, "If I tell you that you can eat these delicious foods every day in the future, do you believe it?" ”

The young man was stunned for a moment, looked at Jiang Chuan, and finally hesitated for a long time before shaking his head and said, "I, I don't believe it, if such a good thing can be eaten every day, it won't be a life for immortals." Don't lie to me. “

Jiang Chuan was silent, some of the coarse tea and light rice that were extremely simple to the point were actually enjoyed by immortals in the eyes of these people, and this feeling really made people feel sad.

"I ask you, do you also want to eat these things every day and live a good life like a fairy?" Jiang Chuan stood up and suddenly asked in a loud voice to the surroundings.

The crowd all looked at Jiang Chuan, some hesitated, some questioned, and some were entangled, but no one spoke.

These hard-working people don't believe that this kind of good thing can fall on their heads, it would be good to eat a meal, and they can expect to eat this every day.

Glancing at the eyes of the surrounding crowd, Jiang Chuan already knew in his heart, clapped his hands, and two soldiers walked up from the side, one of them was carrying a wooden piece as thick as a child's arm, about a zhang long, and the other soldier was holding a basin in his hand, and on the basin was a silver ingot, which was a large silver ingot of ten taels.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I know that none of you believe that you will be able to eat something like you just ate every day in the future, and think that it is absolutely impossible for a pie in the sky to fall. Then I tell you, there is nothing impossible in this world.

I, my name is Jiang Chuan, and I am a Han Chinese, a real Han person. What am I doing here? I am here to save you, so that you will no longer have to go hungry in the future, no longer have to eat and sleep in the open, no longer have to worry about being driven to the battlefield at any time to work as cannon fodder for the Tartars, and will no longer be slaves to the Tartars for generations, as cattle and horses, so that you can live like other Han people again, and be able to eat good things like just now, or even better things every day.

You can eat meat once every three days, drink wine once every five days, and have spare money to make a new dress for yourself and your wife and children, and buy a gold earring for your mother. You can even build a big blue brick house for your family, it can't rain in summer, snow can't freeze in winter, wives and children are comfortable and lively hot kang heads all year round, white flour buns want to eat a few and eat a few, dolls want to give birth to a few, and you don't have to worry about whether the dolls are too much to raise. When a male doll grows up, everyone can marry a daughter-in-law, and when a female doll grows up, everyone can marry a good mother-in-law. When you are old, while holding a grandson, Lele hehe, this life will not be in vain. Haven't you ever thought about such a day? Don't you want to live such a day? “

Egawa's high-pitched voice echoed in the air and flew into everyone's ears, and the craving for food in their eyes slowly disappeared, replaced by a yearning and fantasy for the better days that Egawa described.

Jiang Chuan had participated in a speech contest when he was in college, and even his speech had to pay attention to the progressive layers of emotions, so he had a good grasp of the rhythm and the content was also very down-to-earth.

For these people, what kind of family and country righteousness is nonsense, the so-called canny and know etiquette, you can't eat enough, you tell people to love the motherland, that's not nonsense. Only when the people are fed can we talk about other things, and this is the truth that the economic base determines the superstructure.

Jiang Chuan, as a child of a poor family, naturally understood what the common people wanted most, so the content of the beautiful life he described quickly aroused the emotional resonance of the crowd present, and many people's bodies trembled a little.

With Jiang Chuan's last question, many people's palms clenched involuntarily.

Who doesn't want to live a good life, who has a good life but is willing to be a slave, a cow, a horse, and cannon fodder?

Jiang Chuan's words not only stung the most painful places in the hearts of the people, but also gave them a beautiful prospect that they could aspire to, and then touched the already numb thinking of the people and made them start thinking.

"So, my lord, how can we live the good life you say?" Finally someone said what Egawa wanted to hear.

Jiang Chuan saw that it was the young man he asked just now, and he was happy in his heart, but his face was serious and solemn, he patted his chest, the armor on his body crackled, and he said loudly in a very confident and unquestionable tone: "I, Jiang Chuan, as long as you follow me, I can let you live such a good life, and it won't take long." Do you believe me? ”

Jiang Chuan's last question did not get an answer, although the crowd was already moved, but everyone still couldn't believe that the young man in front of them who suddenly killed Liaoyang City today could let them live such a good life.

Although Jiang Chuan was a little disappointed, fortunately there were backup measures, and he pointed to the one-foot-long log behind him and said loudly to the crowd again: "Have you seen this wood?" As long as anyone can carry this log from here to the north gate, I will reward him with a large silver ingot of ten taels on the spot. The silver ingot is here, you can take a good look, full of official silver ingots. ”

When everyone heard this, their eyes were on the wood and the big silver ingot that shone with silver light, and many people were breathing rapidly.