Chen Wu and Dian Yong did not stop the mob's actions, let alone care about their looting. The two knew very well what was most important in this unprecedented famine.

Not the gold and silver satin of the baron's palace, but grain!

As long as you control the food, you can control all the mobs.

Because of this, after breaking through the backyard, Chen Wu and Dian Yong separated the crowd and directly grabbed the steward with a pale face.

This guy was still a little backbone at first, clamoring to wait for the baron to come back and lead the army to exterminate them, but when Chen Wu lightly cut a bloody mark on his throat with a short knife, he felt the coldness of the blade, and this guy was immediately frightened, and obediently led the two to the cellar where the grain was stored.

The location of the cellar, in the stables in the outer courtyard of the Baron's Palace.

Because the repair was quite hidden, and there was an iron lid on it, the mob who were busy fighting for gold and silver did not notice it for a while. After opening the key found from the steward, Chen Wu and Dian Yong saw the scene in front of them and took a breath in unison.

This cellar, which was used as a granary by the Baron's Palace, was far larger than expected. Due to the ventilation holes, the air inside is quite dry, and the grain can be stored for a long time. At this moment, on the damp-proof overhead wooden bottom frame, bags of rice are stacked as high as a hill. Each big bag is a stone of grain, about one hundred and twenty catties!

In the entire cellar, there are more than two hundred bags densely packed.

Obviously, the baron also knew the importance of food, and had a hunch that the price of food would continue to rise, which is why he had saved so much reserves in advance.

More than 200 stone of grain!

In the civilized world before the crossing, these grains were nothing at all, and a slightly larger grain and oil wholesale point could have so much stock. But when it was put in the small place of Changshan Town, and in the face of a once-in-a-decade famine, every household had no grain in stock, and there was still so much grain in the cellar of a second-class baron, it was very shocking.

"Almost 25,000 catties of rice......"

Chen Wu made a rough calculation, and couldn't help but be a little speechless. And, in addition to rice, there are quite a few other goodies hidden in this cellar. For example, sorghum and millet, which are relatively rare in Taiping County, as well as more than a dozen hangs of pickled bacon and dried fish. Save some food, and then pair it with some side dishes such as wild vegetables, these grains are only enough for the whole town to last for more than half a month!

In the years of famine, this is a priceless asset that money can't buy, and it can save lives!

"Great things can be done."

Seeing so much food, Dian Yong's face couldn't help but show joy.

Without adequate food support, it is impossible to train a combat-ready army. This is clear to anyone who knows a little bit about the military.

However, Chen Wu's face became slightly ugly.

Historically, the most common way of peasant uprisings was to drive out the displaced people to occupy other areas, completely destroying the local balance and stability, and turning all the newly conquered people into displaced people, and then giving birth to a large army of displaced people in a very short period of time. In ancient times, hundreds of thousands of rebels came from this way. Chen Wu is alone, and if he wants to start from scratch, the only way he can use this is this. But the most clever way to drive out the displaced people to conquer new territory is not to deter them with coercive orders and killings, but to starve.

Hunger fuels the desire of displaced people to survive.

The desire to survive will make the displaced people move spontaneously, looking for edible food, and destroying the places they pass by like locusts.

This kind of spontaneous invasion only needs proper guidance to have an effect that far exceeds that of other coercive measures. But now, 25,000 catties of grain, much more than imagined, have had the opposite effect.

"It's a good thing to be able to capture so much food, why is the general?"

After a short period of surprise, Dian Yong saw that Chen Wu's face was wrong, and couldn't help but ask questions.

Chen Wu glanced at Dian Yong, obviously, this skilled military general with bows and horses was just thinking about it from the perspective of military rations, and did not think about it more deeply. He picked up his knife and pierced a hole in the grain bag in front of him, and watched the fresh rice flowing down inside, and couldn't help sighing, reminding: "There is so much food, how many of those people outside are willing to rebel with us?" ”

"Huh? This ......"

Dian Yong was stunned at first, and then his face changed slightly, and he understood what Chen Wu meant.

If the mob outside learns that tens of thousands of catties of rice are here, they are afraid that they will swarm up and grab it, and then flee with the looted food overnight, or dig a pit and hide it. As long as they grabbed one or two bags casually, it was enough for their family to barely survive this famine year.

Taking a step back, even if a bag of food is not enough, they don't have the urgency to rebel.

"So, what should I do?" Dian Yong's tone was a little solemn.

"It's burning." Chen Wu coldly spit out two words.

"Huh?" Dian Yong almost thought that he had heard it wrong, and couldn't help but ask, "What did the general say?" ”

Looking at the two hundred stones of fine rice, Chen Wu's face showed reluctance. But then he was ruthless and said, "I said, burn it!" ”

After checking what he had just said from Chen Wu, Dian Yong was taken aback and couldn't help but take two steps back. After a while, he looked at him with a complicated face and said, "...... General Tiangong is so ruthless, this time, I don't know how many more people will die. These are all our folks in Changshan Town. ”

Chen Wu lowered his head and didn't make a sound.

Then, he suddenly knocked out the steward of the Baron's Mansion, who was trembling behind the two of them, and said in a tone that made Dian Yong's heart chill: "If they don't die, you and I will die." ”

It's a bunch of NPCs anyway...... Chen Wu hypnotized himself in his heart, and quickly believed it.

Since it's a game, there's nothing to scrupulously about.

Regarding Chen Wu's words, Dian Yong was quite entangled in his heart, but finally chose to remain silent. After all, he was not a native of Changshan Town, but moved in from outside. Between the familiar townspeople and his own net worth and even his future, he can tell which is more important and can let go.

"So, what to do, please ask General Tiangong to show me."

"In front of so many people, you definitely can't do it now." Chen Wu groaned slightly, and nodded to the steward who had fainted on the ground: "Put this guy and the government's arrest together, and secretly release him at night." Then ......"

………

In the cellar of the Baron's Palace, more than 200 stones of grain were copied!

This good news spread like lightning throughout Changshan Town. Many mobs who were still fighting in the baron's palace for a blue and white porcelain vase or a pair of hanging paintings suddenly dropped what they were in front of them and rushed out. Sure enough, in the crowd of people from Changshan Town, Chen Wu and Dian Yong commanded the young men of the Sun and Li families to move bags of rice out of the cellar and push them to the center of the town with a cart.

The people of Changshan Town, who have not eaten a full meal for many days, look at the bags of rice and keep swallowing their saliva.

However, more exciting is yet to come. After more than 100 bags of rice were transported, the aroma of bacon and dried fish that was then brought out almost made these townspeople crazy. Some of the homeless people who came down from Ganding Mansion even had green lights in their eyes, and they separated the crowd and rushed up, just to grab a few mouthfuls of bacon.

With a few homeless people taking the lead, the hundreds or thousands of townspeople who were onlookers were about to lose control almost immediately and start scrambling.

Dian Yong and Chen Wu had been guarding against this hand for a long time, and when they saw someone rushing up without knowing whether they were alive or dead, they happened to be not locals, so they immediately sneered and drew their knives together.

Two bright flashes of knife light flashed, and warm plasma spurted out, leaving a series of crimson marks.

Chen Wu and Dian Yong deliberately chose a position that would not kill immediately, but bleed a lot, accompanied by a terrible scream, quickly stained the large pool of blood on the ground, and immediately had the effect of killing chickens and monkeys. Seeing the out-of-control mob, it was as if a basin of cold water had been poured on the head, and they quickly calmed down. Even if there are still people who are not very clear-headed, they are also held by their companions. Seeing Chen Wu and Dian Yong guarding there with swords on the left and right, these rioting townspeople realized that what to do with the food in front of them was up to the two evil gods!

"There's something for everyone, and everyone can eat it in the evening. But since there is a rebellion, there must be a rule. Forget about the previous things, from now on, who dares to rob unruly, don't blame me and the Dian Yong brothers for being ruthless! ”

As for what the rules are, it's very simple, what Chen Wu thinks, is the only rule in this town!

This is something he will soon make these ignorant townsfolk understand.