Considering the cold autumn night, everyone slept outside the house all night.

Although there is a bonfire to keep warm, it can also be invaded by the cold, so Yu Mubai specially added a bowl of jade bud rice to each pot of porridge.

I hope that with the help of the aura in the jade bud rice, we can drive away the cold for everyone.

lest there be a great number of sicknesses among these people after this day.

In the agrarian era, getting sick was no different from being sentenced to death.

Under rudimentary medical conditions, there is not much to do when you get sick except to rely on your own immunity.

Yu Mubai didn't want to let these people who could become his subordinates die in the future because of one of his own negligence.

Dingshan County has been plagued by the Hu people who invaded from the south, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is ten rooms and nine emptiness.

If a little more population is lost, there will really be no one left in Dingshan County.

Zhang Erniu followed the team to the cauldron and picked up the bowl in front of the cauldron.

In charge of the spoon was a middle-aged woman, carrying a wooden spoon and scooping up a large spoonful of hot porridge from the cauldron, which was full.

Zhang Erniu happily handed the bowl forward, and there were a few small threads of minced meat in the hot porridge in the wooden spoon, which made him lick his lips subconsciously.

"Auntie is such a good person!" Zhang Erniu shouted happily in his heart.

However, when the wooden spoon moved into the air, it shook for some reason.

A full spoonful of hot porridge instantly became flat, and a few traces of minced meat disappeared suddenly.

'How can this be?'

Zhang Erniu looked at the hot porridge in his bowl, and then looked at a few strands of minced meat on the porridge noodles in the big pot, and stopped talking.

"Hmm! what's wrong?"

Zhang Erniu's actions attracted the attention of the aunt who was cooking and the soldiers who maintained order next to him, and they all focused their eyes on his tall body.

"This!

Being watched by many people, Zhang Erniu was a little nervous, and when it came to his throat, he held it back.

In fact, last night's hot porridge was only a mediocre spoonful, and everyone was exactly the same, and there was no difference.

Zhang Erniu thought about it for a long time, but he didn't think of any reason to explain, he couldn't say that he wanted a few shreds of minced meat in the pot!

Although Zhang Erniu really wanted to eat it, he asked him to say it in public, he didn't have the thick skin of the city wall, so he really couldn't do it.

"No, it's fine!"

Helplessly lowered his head, watching a few strands of minced meat being stirred into the bottom of the pot by the aunt's wooden spoon, Zhang Erniu said with some disappointment.

Holding the bowl of porridge, Zhang Erniu came to the side, squatting on the ground and drinking hot rice porridge like everyone else.

"Whew!"

After drinking a mouthful of rice porridge, Zhang Erniu felt comfortable.

The discomfort of sleeping on the floor last night has also been swept away, and the unhappiness of not eating meat has also been alleviated a lot.

After drinking the whole bowl, Zhang Erniu touched his stomach.

There was a rare feeling of fullness, warmth, and happiness that he hadn't felt in years.

Since the death of his parents, Zhang Erniu, who basically lives alone, has never had enough to eat.

Putting the bowl away, Zhang Erniu, like everyone else, touched his full stomach, and came to the portrait of Qinglian Daojun to pray with a comfortable face.

"Thank you Qinglian Daojun!"

Zhang Erniu folded his hands, bent down gently, and bowed to the portrait with a full sense of satiety.

Zhang Erniu, who worshiped sincerely, vaguely seemed to see a green green lotus in a pool of clear pond water, showing sharp corners and blooming with colorful light.

Bathed in the colorful light of Qinglian, Zhang Erniu had a feeling of being purified from head to toe.

The whole person seems to have shed a thick layer of shackles, refreshing and refreshing.

However, when he looked up, everything was still the same.

The portrait of Daojun in front of him did not move at all, but the people who prayed changed one stubble after another.

Zhang Erniu was a little confused and followed everyone out of the place of prayer, and the second uncle, who had been waiting for a long time, hurriedly took Zhang Erniu's hand and pulled him to the side.

"Erniu, why did you stand in front of the portrait for so long? I stood outside and my waist was sore!"

Erniu's second uncle pulled him and walked quickly in one direction, asking with concern.

"I don't know! I stood in front of the portrait of Qinglian Daojun, as if I was hallucinating, and saw a green lotus. ”

Zhang Erniu kept up with the second uncle's pace in small steps and said as he spoke.

"Hallucination?Qinglian?You're afraid that you're not stupid by the Hu people, and it's not like it!"

The second uncle glanced back at Zhang Erniu.

His face was ruddy, his spirit was shining, and he didn't look sick at all.

He shook his head and said nothing more on the subject.

"I just saw in front of me that the village chief here sent someone to post a notice, saying that they were recruiting people who were capable. As long as you pass the qualified line, not only can you eat enough food, but also have rice and grain!"

"Really?"

As soon as Zhang Erniu heard that he could eat a full meal, his spirits were lifted, and he no longer bothered about the problem of the Qinglian statue, and followed the second uncle to move forward quickly.

"Don't worry! Every word on the notice is true! Please line up and register here one by one!"

In the threshing floor of Xiaosongzhuang, many people gathered together.

A soldier-like figure stood on a large rock and shouted in a loud voice.

The crowd gathered around slowly became orderly as the soldier spoke, and formed a long line at the place designated by the soldier.

By the time Zhang Erniu and his second uncle came here, the queue had already lined up.

"It's late! I'm going to line up again!"

muttered, the two still walked to the end of the line and lined up honestly.

The village chief of Xiaosongzhuang seems to attach great importance to order, and anyone caught cutting into the queue will be severely whipped a few times.

Under the pain education, the people who were killed and set an example of the monkeys have become accustomed to queuing.

When Zhang Erniu came to the designated place, a person sitting behind a table here asked.

"Are you literary, or martial artistic?"

"What?" Zhang Daniu asked suspiciously, not knowing the concept of civil and military.

"Literate, what kind of craft, or can read and write. Wu, I just don't want to be a soldier!"

"Oh! I'm stupid, I don't know how to trade, I can't read, I only have a handful of strength! I seem to have to be a soldier!"

Zhang Erniu thought about it and found that he could only choose martial arts.

As a soldier, go into battle to kill the enemy?

He doesn't seem to have done it yet.

Wouldn't it be hard?

"Erniu, don't worry!"

Zhang Erniu's second uncle grabbed Zhang Erniu and talked to him in detail.

"Erniu, you have to know that being a soldier is going to the battlefield, killing people, and maybe even killing Hu people! Do you really want to go?"

Zhang Erniu's second uncle is very clear.

In this part of Dingshan County, even if the Hu people are swept away, now the Great Zhao Imperial Court is completely unreliable.

After here, maybe this little Songzhuang is what he said.

"Hmm! Erniu doesn't know. But I heard that this place would keep me fed, so I wanted to try it. I can't learn anything other than my strength, unlike the second uncle, you can also do some craft......"

At the end, Zhang Erniu's voice became smaller and smaller, as if he was disgusted with his stupidity.