80 Literary, martial?
Considering the cold autumn night, everyone slept outside the house all night.
Although there is a bonfire to keep warm, it may also be attacked by the cold air. Yu Mubai specially added a bowl of marinated rice to each pot of porridge.
I hope to use the spiritual energy in the jade buds to drive away the cold air for everyone.
To avoid a large number of patients among these people after today.
In the farming era, it is no difference between being sick and being sentenced to death.
Under simple medical conditions, there are not many ways to resist the disease by relying on one's own immunity.
Yu Mubai didn't want to make these people under his command die in a large number of illnesses because of his negligence.
Dingshan County has been invaded by the Hu people who have been invaded south, and it is not an exaggeration to say that nine out of ten families are empty.
If there is a little more population loss, there will be no one in Dingshan County.
Zhang Erniu followed the team to the big pot, picked up the bowl and put it in front of the big pot.
The one in charge was a middle-aged woman who was carrying a wooden spoon to dig up a large spoon of hot porridge from the big pot, full of it.
Zhang Erniu handed the bowl forward with joy. There were a few small shredded meat minced in the hot porridge in the wooden spoon, which made him subconsciously lick his lower lips.
"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 became flat in an instant, and a few strips of minced meat disappeared immediately.
‘Hey! How can this be done?’
Zhang Erniu looked at the hot porridge in his bowl, and then looked at the few minced meat on the noodles in the big pot, and he wanted to speak but stopped.
"Hmm! What's wrong?"
Zhang Erniu's actions attracted the attention of the aunt who was making food and the soldiers who maintained order beside him, and he focused his eyes on his tall body in unison.
"This! This!"
After being watched by many people, Zhang Erniu was a little nervous, and when he reached his throat, he held back.
In fact, the hot porridge last night was only a flat spoonful. Everyone was exactly the same, and there was no difference.
Zhang Erniu thought 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 meat in the pot!
Although Zhang Erniu really wanted to eat it, he could not tell it in public that he could not do it without the thick face of the city wall.
"No, it's okay!"
He lowered his head helplessly and looked at the little bit of meat being stirred into the bottom of the pot by the aunt's wooden spoon, Zhang Erniu said with some disappointment.
Carrying the bowl of porridge, Zhang Erniu came to the side, squatting on the ground like everyone else, drinking the hot rice porridge in small sips.
"call!"
After drinking a mouthful of rice porridge, Zhang Erniu felt relieved.
The discomfort I had when I slept on the ground last night was also wiped out, and the unhappiness that I didn’t eat meat was relieved a lot.
After drinking the whole bowl, Zhang Erniu touched his stomach.
It is rare to feel full, warm and happy, which he hasn't felt for many years.
Since his parents passed away, Zhang Erniu, who has basically made a living alone, has never eaten enough again.
Putting the bowl down, Zhang Erniu touched his full belly like everyone else, and came to the portrait of Qinglian Daojun with a comfortable face to pray.
"Thank you, Qinglian Daojun!"
Zhang Erniu folded his hands together, bent down gently, and bowed towards the portrait with a full feeling of fullness.
Zhang Erniu, who was sincerely worshipping, seemed to see a green green lotus in a clear pool of water that had just revealed its sharp corners and bloomed with colorful light.
Bathed under the colorful light of the green lotus, Zhang Erniu felt that he was purified from head to toe.
The whole person seemed to have a thick layer of shackles removed, clear and comfortable.
However, when he raised his head, everything was still the same.
The portrait of Taoist king in front of him has not moved at all, but the people who are praying have changed one after another.
Zhang Erniu was confused and followed everyone away from the place where they prayed. Uncle Erniu, who had already been waiting, quickly pulled Zhang Erniu's hand, pulled him and walked aside.
"Erniu, what did you do just now? Why did you stand in front of the portrait for so long? I was sore when I stood outside!"
Erniu's second uncle pulled him and walked very fast in one direction, asking with concern.
"I don't know either! I stood in front of the portrait of Qinglian Daojun, and it seemed that I had hallucinations and saw a green lotus."
Zhang Erniu followed the second uncle's pace in small vain and said.
"Illusion? Qinglian? You are afraid that you are scared by the Hu people? You don't look like you!"
Uncle Er looked back at Zhang Erniu.
His face was rosy and his spirit was shining, and he didn't look sick at all.
He shook his head and didn't say anything more about this topic.
"I just saw the village chief here sending someone to post a notice, saying that it was to recruit capable people. As long as you pass the pass line, you can not only have enough food, but also get rice and grain!"
"real?"
When Zhang Erniu heard that he could have a full meal, he was refreshed and no longer worried about the issue of the Qinglian statue. He followed Uncle Er to move forward quickly.
"Don't worry, everyone! Every word said on the notice is true! Please line up first and register here one by one!"
There were many people gathering in the threshing farm in Xiaosongzhuang.
A soldier-like man stood on a big rock and shouted loudly.
The people gathered together slowly became orderly as the soldiers spoke, and lined up in long queues at the designated locations of the soldiers.
By the time Zhang Erniu and his second uncle came here, the team was already in a row.
"It's late! I'm going to queue again!"
After muttering, the two of them still walked to the end of the line and lined up honestly.
The village chief of Xiao Songzhuang seemed to attach great importance to order. Anyone who was caught and rushed to the line to make trouble would be whipped hard.
Under the pain education, the people who were killed and scared of monkeys were used to queuing up.
When Zhang Erniu arrived at the designated location, a person sitting behind the table asked.
"Are you a literary or a martial one?"
"What?" Zhang Daniu asked in confusion, not knowing the concept of civil and military affairs.
"A literary person knows what skills he has, or can read and read. A martial person just wants to join the army or not!"
"Oh! This one! I'm very stupid and can't do much skill, I can't read, I only have a lot of strength! It seems that I can only join the army!"
Zhang Erniu thought about it and found that he could only choose martial arts.
Join the army, will you go to the battlefield and kill the enemy?
He seems to have never done it.
Wouldn't it be difficult?
"Erniu, don't be anxious!"
Zhang Erniu's second uncle grabbed Zhang Erniu and explained to him in detail.
"Erniu, you have to know that when you join the army, you have to go to the battlefield, kill people, or even kill people! Do you really want to go?"
Zhang Erniu’s second uncle knows it very well.
Even if the Hu people were cleared out in Dingshan County, the Zhao court is now completely unreliable.
From here, perhaps this Xiao Songzhuang's final word is what he said.
"Well! Erniu didn't know either. But I heard that this place can make me full, so I want to try it. Apart from all my strength, I can't learn anything else. Unlike Uncle Er, you can also have some skills..."
Chapter completed!