Chapter 53 Blessings to the Victims

The sunset is like fire, and the breeze is gentle.

On a hillside, Qin Huaidao raised his eyes and looked into the distance, his heart was relaxed, although this remote mountainous area was poor, but the air was really good, and his eyes were quickly attracted by a green plant in the ravine below, the branches and leaves swaying in the wind, the cuboids hanging on the branches and leaves were not hops?

Qin Huaidao was overjoyed, hurriedly rushed down, picked off a few and carefully identified, the same as in his memory, he couldn't be wrong, and said to Zhang Heiwa who rushed down: "That's it, is there much nearby?" ”

"I haven't been here for years, I don't know."

"It's worth it." Qin Huaidao was in a good mood, looked at the children who were not far away and said, "Since there is one here, there must be other places, let them come and ask." ”

"You guys come over here." Zhang Heiwa shouted.

A few children hesitated, came over a little scared, and asked the older one, "Uncle, what's the matter?" ”

"Are there many of these things around?"

"It's too much, you can't eat it, it's useless, and the ravines and ravines are everywhere behind."

Qin Huaidao was overjoyed, picked some and said, "Let's go, let's go back." ”

Zhang Heiwa didn't ask much, she followed, and the children hurriedly followed.

The group returned to Zhang Heiwa's house, Qin Huaidao casually found a place to squat, Zhang Heiwa's family was so poor that he didn't even have a stool, put the hops on the ground, and when the second master came back, he asked: "Uncle, there are a lot of mountains near this thing, right?" ”

"It's too much, the sheep don't eat it, it's useless."

Qin Huaidao was right to think about it, the village is poor, and I am afraid that what can be eaten will have been cleaned up by the disaster, chatting for a while, there was a commotion at the entrance of the village, the purchase came back, the long convoy, the carriage was full of bags of grain, and there were people driving sheep behind them, and they were slowly entering the village.

Soon, the convoy transporting the grain came, the villagers looked at the grain with green eyes, licked their mouths, Luo Zhang led the horse over: "Uncle, you have to find someone to help unload the goods, the convoy will go back before dark, otherwise you won't be able to enter the city." ”

The county will close the city gate at night, and he can't enter, Qin Huaidao nodded knowingly, and said to the second master: "Boss, please ask everyone to help unload the goods, Uncle Zhang will send ten buckets of polished rice noodles to each mouth in the village." ”

"Really?" The second master's breathing suddenly became short, and he looked at Zhang Heiwa.

Zhang Heiwa didn't know, so she wanted to deny it, but when she saw Qin Huaidao's eyes glaring at her, she suddenly reacted, her heart was warm, full of emotion, and she nodded and said, "Second master, I'm sorry for your trouble." ”

"Benefactor, quick, kneel down and kowtow to me!"

Although the second master is old, but the knowledge is still there, how can he not see that it was sent by Qin Huaidao, of course, it is also to save face with Zhang Heiwa, and he knelt down on the spot excitedly, the old tears are full of tears, excited, ten buckets per person, not ten buckets per household, it is enough to make the whole village worry-free all year round.

The onlookers also knelt down excitedly, kowtowing desperately, grateful from the bottom of their hearts, in the era of not having enough to eat, there is nothing more precious than food, and how many people do not hesitate to die in order to have a bite to eat.

"Hurry up, please." Qin Huaidao hurriedly helped the person up.

The second master got up and shouted excitedly: "Old and young masters, hurry up, do the work carefully, the prince is merciful, he can afford our Zhangjia Village, if anyone steals a piece of grain, be careful about his skin." ”

"Village chief, you can see it, although Zhangjia Village is poor, it is hard."

"Whoever dares to mess around, I'll kill him."

"Let's go, unload the grain!"

Everyone swore an oath and went.

Qin Huaidao was a little emotional, what a simple person.

The news of the gift of food spread quickly, and all the families came to help, unloading all the food and materials, stacking them neatly, and lining up under the second master's Zhang Luo, the one who was in the front of the line really gave the grain, or the polished rice noodles that had never been seen before, and the excited family all knelt down, kowtowed to Qin Huaidao, and kept saying words of thanks.

Qin Huaidao couldn't stand this, and pulled Zhang Heiwa to the side where there was no one: "Uncle Zhang, hops picking is not easy, I want to mobilize the villagers to do it, so fast, give a penny for every catty of freshness, how about it?" ”

"But I can't help it, the young master gave so much grain, the grain can live, the villagers accept it with a thick face in order to survive, and it is not appropriate to give money again, as long as the young master speaks, no one will refuse to pick hops, and I can't afford to lose that person."

Qin Huaidao also felt that it made sense, people all want to save face, if the whole village of all ages and children are dispatched, they can finish all the nearby hops in half a day, which is enough for themselves to use for a long time, and give money instead, so he said: "In this way, you discuss with the village, mobilize everyone to plant hops, come and harvest them once a year, and dry hops are ten cents per catty, how about it?" ”

"Won't it be too much?" Zhang Heiwa reminded uncertainly.

"A lot of it's OK, your father and mother are old, stay for a while, organize everyone to plant, go back and send two taels of silver in advance to each household, and return more and make up less when you collect hops, how about it?"

"Does the young master not want me?" Zhang Heiwa suddenly became nervous.

"Say what? Stay and take care of your father and mother, organize the hops planting, this is a big deal, do a good job of rewarding, do not do it to take you is asking, hops are very important, no one is here to stare at it, you have to put a little more thought, remember, in case of difficulties, you can pass the book through the post station. ”

Zhang Heiwa reacted and said solemnly: "Thank you for the grace of Young Master, give Zhangjiacun a way to live, things can't be done, come and see you." ”

"What's the use of asking for your head? Remember, things must be done well, but when you encounter things that cannot be carried, you must not play with your life, protect people, and people have everything when they are alive. Qin Huaidao reminded solemnly.

"Remember!" Zhang Heiwa said solemnly, but she made up her mind in her heart, the young master is so loving and gives Zhangjiacun a way to live, even if he gives up his life, he must do things well.

Next, Qin Huaidao told his few common sense of hop planting, and then told some other things, then turned back, and saw that the grain had been distributed, and there was still a lot left, Qin Huaidao said to Zhang Heiwa: "Go, organize people to move the rest into your house, and then let people help make some food, slaughter sheep and stew, and invite the whole village to eat. ”

Zhang Heiwa said gratefully and hurried away.

When the news spread, the whole village was in a sensation, and all men, women and children came out to help, which was more lively than the New Year.

Half an hour later, the mutton is fragrant, one by one the white flour steamed buns are out of the cage, the whole village is like thunder, they are all open to eat, the legendary rice noodles, have never eaten, it turns out to be so sweet, not at all like brown rice noodles scratching throats, eating, eating, many people cry.

Qin Huaidao looked at this scene and felt a little panicked, it was just a meal, the people were really bitter, maybe he should do something, not asking about fame and reward, but ask for peace of mind!

This night, the villagers couldn't sleep all night, pulling Zhang Heiwa to ask if the planting of hops was true or false, calculating how many catties can be produced in a year, how much income can be made, however, the most knowledgeable second master in the village can't count how much he can earn, only know a lot, a lot, is the hope of the whole village, this is enough!

The next day, the people of the whole village, one who can go, counted one, swarmed up the mountain to pick hops, and Zhang Heiwa said, no one asked for money, and it was impossible to give it hard, which moved Qin Huaidao simply.

In half a day, the nearby hops were all picked, what Qin Huaidao didn't expect was that the villagers spontaneously went to a far away place to pick, and they couldn't stop it at all, so Qin Huaidao asked Zhang Heiwa to find a few people to stay and cook, and they were good to drink and drink, and they chatted about their hearts.

Two days later, hops piled up all over the ancestral hall, and the picks were all over the place within a radius of dozens of miles, and there was danger far away, so they stopped.

Ten days later, all the hops are dried, there must be thousands of catties, packed in a coarse sack of rice and flour, more than 20 horses are even, and each horse has a lot of weight of dozens of catties.

Everything was ready, Qin Huaidao left some silver for Zhang Heiwa and returned with the people.

It's been almost two months since I came out, and I don't know what's going on at home.