In Jiangzhou, where there are city walls, most of the city gates are closed, and the county seat of Mali County is no exception. The walls had probably not been repaired for a long time, and there were so many bricks and potholes that any young man with a little athletic skill could climb the low battlements.

The hungry people who set up shacks outside the city and waited for death, and now there are not many people who can do this, but even the two counties farthest away from Huizhou, there are still so many hungry people outside the county of Maoli County that the guards of the county of Maoli dare to go out of the city to comfort the fields in at least fifty guards with swords out of the sheath.

Zhou Tiedan was lying in a pile of straw that had been dug out of a place to stay, and there were dried straws under his body, among which the rice that he could find by chance was collected by him, stuffed into his mouth and chewed, until he chewed into a small strand of rice milk, and swallowed it with a mouthful of snow, he could give him the illusion that he had just eaten a mouthful of white rice.

He didn't make a fire, but the straw was warmer than outside, and he walked here, drowsy all day long, half-asleep and half-awake, and he didn't have to look up to see his shriveled belly and rammed ribs under his tattered clothes, and Zhou Tiedan didn't seem to realize how hungry he was.

Zhou Tiedan, whose stomach was already disdainful of the gurgling sound and labor pains, was so dull that his brain was so dull that he could tell whether he raised his left hand or his right hand, but he still refused to go out to forage for food.

Among the first people to come to Jiangzhou, he was also taken in by a kind farmer earlier, and after a dozen full meals, the hungry people who learned the news flocked to him, hundreds of people half begging and half looting, and the farmer's family stored grain and ate it cleanly, and there was also an ungrateful person who relied on his grandmother to eat a full stomach, and spoiled the yellow flower girl, and the people of the government could not find out the person after they came, so they could only take the men who had been to the village to the government to be beaten thirty times, but they did not give them a chance to eat in prison, and the group was re-escorted outside the city and closed the city gate。

This straw pile outside the city at this time is only worse than the place where it is taken in by the locals, it can shelter from the wind and snow and is much warmer, and it is much stronger than the leaky shacks built by those rags and branches, and the disadvantage is that these one-person high straw piles are stacked in the fields, too far away from the government soup kitchen.

The itch all over his body came, and Zhou Tiedan didn't need to see it to know that the lice and fleas that were originally in the straw pile were doing Chong, which he knew from the first day he got into the straw pile, but compared with going out to get frozen, this itch was harmless.

"Suck, suck, suck, suction....", he said weakly to the louse with round stomachs and the size of soybeans, "Starving to death and feeding a group can be regarded as a good deed." ”

Zhou Tiedan turned over, exposing his back to the air, which had been tortured with a cane, and had not been treated in time, the injury was emitting an unpleasant smell of corruption, the only advantage was that it was cold, and it was not maggots, but it was just dragged like this, and it was not good or painful.

Faintly, he smelled the aroma of boiling grain, and most of the time it was time for soup porridge, and those who could grab a bowl of thick porridge at this time were ruthless characters, and those who didn't have this ability could only get close and smell the porridge twice, and those who were so hungry that they didn't have the strength to move around couldn't even smell the porridge.

It is not difficult for Zhou Tiedan to drag his steps to the porridge shed, but if he grabs a bowl of porridge with his two strokes, it can only be said to be a fantasy, and it can be regarded as a blessing to be able to get closer and smell it twice, so he doesn't have to waste his energy, and once he gets out of this straw pile, he won't need a cup of tea, he will have to be occupied by a dove, and the strength he has saved in a few days may not be enough to pull people out.

However, the scattered rice in the straw pile was not easy to find at this time, and the handful obtained by digging through the straw for two or three hours could not even hold it.

Sleep, sleep, you won't be hungry when you fall asleep.

The fragrant broth is sprinkled with green coriander just pulled out of the ground, and when you drink it by the bowl, you can get a mouth full of oil flowers, as well as the red and spicy oil with the gra sticks, the bean sprouts and peanuts with blanched water, mix with chopsticks, and the golden thick noodles are dipped in spicy oil and sent into the mouth....

At this time, if he is allowed to eat this gratiao openly, he can at least make five bowls, no, ten bowls!

Zhou Tiedan thought about the taste of food in his hometown, and on the one hand, he discharged twenty of the sixty-seven grains of rice that he had hidden earlier and was reluctant to eat, and then reached out to grab a handful of snow with a little mud, and with the other hand, he put the rice that was half deflated into his mouth, and his upper and lower front teeth and tongue worked together to separate the chaff that would get stuck in his throat when he ate it was eaten on the outside and the fat rice inside, and carefully spit out the chaff stored between his front teeth and lips in the palm of his hand.

The molars crushed the plump or shriveled rice in their mouths, mixed with saliva, and gave birth to a little sweetness. After Zhou Tiedan gathered the rice milk on the tip of his tongue, he put the snow on his other hand that had melted a little into his mouth, and then swallowed it, the mud and sand scraped his throat and mouth, with a little pain, like spicy.

This moment of satisfaction was followed by coldness, from the coldness that swept from top to bottom in his mouth to his stomach, there was a colic like a blunt knife cutting flesh, and the stomach, which had not arrived for a long time, could not bear such rough treatment, and finally made some movements.

If you want to run away, Zhou Tiedan is in a hurry, if you are hungry for a long time and come here to toss again, I am afraid that I will have to go to see Lord Yan. However, the discoloration of the wind and clouds in his stomach and the feeling that something is about to come out behind him don't feel like a fake, if he doesn't get out again, I'm afraid that he will have to sleep in his own next....

In his desperation, he finally found the best idea he could find with his current lack of brainpower, and he shoved a finger into the place where it was about to come out, forcibly blocking the coming of the surging wave.

This extremely difficult task is contrary to the idea of the water control official who advocated that blocking is better than dredging, but if it is easy to talk about, it is even more than that.

The surging tide was contained at the narrow exit by Zhou Tiedan with great perseverance, and he reluctantly let out a few wails and retreated.

He breathed a sigh of relief and planned to withdraw the finger that could be said to be a great achievement, but the moment it was slightly loosened, the cunning wave came back again, and Zhou Tiedan's slightly slackened defense line gradually had a tendency to collapse, but he gritted his teeth and forcibly pushed that finger two inches, and when the lone army went deep into the last knuckle and did not enter it, the wave finally calmed down honestly.

Zhou Tiedan's deeply sunken cheeks had a hard-won smile and cold sweat, and his mind was all pulled by this, and he didn't notice the footsteps getting closer and closer.

The straw he used to cover the entrance of the hole on the side of the straw pile was poked away with a scabbard, and Zhou Tiedan, who felt the chill outside, scolded two sentences in his hometown, and it was limited to two sentences, because no matter how much he scolded the twenty grains of rice that he ate before, it was estimated that he would eat them in vain.

"Plug it, plug it.," he said in an inaudible voice.

"Disciples of Songfeng Mountain, I have come to bring food to you. The person who poked the straw pile with the scabbard before spoke, full of anger, not at all like the slightest sound of starvation that made Zhou Tiedan think, and there was an incense from outside that he hadn't smelled for a long time.

Piercing the thin barrier of the straw pile, the stinking filthy smell came to his face, so that even if the disciple of Songfeng Mountain, who had always been extremely clean, wanted to cover his nose and leave, he remembered that the new steward of the outer mountain before leaving the mountain gate had received the strict order of the mountain master, and he could only force himself to squeeze out a smile and said:

"Two cakes per person, a bowl of porridge, not afraid of not enough. With that, he gently threw the cake in his hand into it, and the bowl of steaming white porridge was placed at the mouth of the hole.

The two round cakes rolled into the straw pile to describe the face of the hungry man, and the latter grabbed him and tore off half of them with his mouth and stuffed them into his mouth.

"Eat slowly, eat slowly, it's not enough to come. Disciple Songfeng lowered his body, as if to persuade him, but he was just making a show.

Zhou Tiedan, who was in the straw pile, swallowed the cake, whimpered, shook his head, pinched the cake with his ten fingers, and kowtowed to the disciples of Songfeng Mountain at the entrance of the straw pile, and said some words of gratitude to Dade in his mouth.

The Songfeng Mountain disciple got up with a smile, turned to look at the situation behind him, the cart was stacked as high as the mountain, and the wooden bucket that the two people needed to hug together was filled with steaming white porridge, and the people in the costumes of the Songfeng Mountain disciples around the cart raised their swords, blocking the hungry people with some pots and pans out of the cart, leaving only a way for one person to step forward, and the two people standing on the cart were one to make cakes and one to hold a gourd scoop, and filled the pots and bowls in the hands of the hungry people next to the cart with white porridge, and put two cakes the size of two palms on the top before going to greet the next person。

Outside the county of Maoli County, outside the city of Wuhang, outside the city of Qishan County, outside the city of Yuyin County, the arrival of the carts of Songfeng Mountain gave the hungry people in Huizhou and Suzhou a greater possibility of survival, more than 500 carts, many of which were pulled by ploughing oxen, extremely undignified, but brought life-saving food.

Gao Xu, the owner of Songfeng Mountain, with the ability of almost unpredictable prophets, bought rice and grain at a high price during the autumn harvest in Jiangzhou, no one knows why this new Jiangzhou Jianghu co-owner needs such a large amount of grain, but no one will get along with the silver, in the case that the vast majority of the silver is obtained through loans, Gao Xu hoarded hundreds of thousands of stones of grain when the news of the famine in Huizhou Suzhou and Erzhou first came to Jiangzhou, and even sold most of the output of Songfeng Mountain Fields for this reason.

This move was even known to Emperor Lie in the capital, and Gao Xu was known to Emperor Dayao by the name of Gao Yuntian, who was not only happy, but also recognized by this emperor as the co-owner of Jiangzhou.

Hundreds of thousands of stone grains are exchanged for a Jiangzhou Jianghu co-owner.