In the south of Liangzhou City, a large number of young men were tied up with hemp ropes around their ankles and both feet.
Under the escort of supervisors sent by various ministries and families, they prepared to open Liangzhou City and began to participate in the task of repairing Liangzhou City Defense.
Opposite to the hemp ropes that bound them were numb faces.
Some of these numb faces are yellow, some are dark brown, and each of them has dirty things of one kind or another.
Mud that dries quickly, the remaining shells left after applying certain greases in winter, and even small pieces of livestock feces.
As for the head, it was a mess, with all kinds of grass clippings all over the head. There were ravines on the face and hands, and it was just short of being engraved with the word "suffering".
Most, no! It should be said that everyone has no shoes, and their huge black feet are just stepping on the ground.
The fat and strong overseer crackled his whip, driving the young man forward continuously.
The numbness on Ding Zhuang's face comes from the complete despair of life. At this time, the heads of various clans and tribes will be sent to build the city wall, even in the Ammo Liugu tribe, which has been very difficult.
Among the people, they also belong to the lowest level.
This can be seen from their physical condition. It is already the end of September, which is the harvest time of the year. Logically speaking, it should be the rare time of the year when they can have enough food, but they still have yellow faces and muscles.
With such physical conditions, it is foreseeable that a large number of young people will die from heavy labor that exceeds their physical load during the repair of the city wall.
Exhaustion, in this era, is a very common way to die. In fact, it was the Republic of China in later generations. When Zhang Zhao was a child, he also saw men who tired themselves out and vomited blood in order to make more money in the coal mines of their hometown.
'Pa!' The sound of the whip sounded crisply. Zhang Zhao looked at the Zhaowu Gate at the south gate of Liangzhou and saw a staggering Ding Zhuang. He fell to the ground for some reason, and then brought all the Ding Zhuang around him with him.
He tripped and fell.
The person fell onto his back, and the supervisor raised his whip and started beating him blindly. However, those who were beaten just got up quickly, and no one cried out in pain.
Something called habit and resignation, along with the sound of whips in the air, quickly created ripples in Zhang Zhao's heart.
‘Huh!’ Zhang Zhao took a long breath, and Ding Zhuang, the man who caused the chaos in the team, was pulled out of the crowd by the supervisor.
This time he was not beaten with a horse whip, but punched and kicked by the overseer. He was soon knocked to the ground, causing only dust to fly.
Zhang Zhao looked around, and everyone at the south gate turned a blind eye to this. No matter whether it was Guo Tiance, Wu Yuan'er, or people like Shan Zhu'er and Dunzhu who were born in poverty, they didn't think there was any problem with this. It was obviously this era.
Something that everyone takes for granted.
‘Huh!’ Zhang Zhao took another breath. He still couldn’t turn a blind eye. In these aspects, he might never be able to integrate.
"Dunzup, go and tell the dog to stop beating him. This is mine to build the city wall. If he is wounded or killed, tell him to come and repair it for me!"
Maybe in the Central Plains, Zhang Zhao would introduce the principle of a pair of benevolent people loving each other. Unfortunately, this is Hexi. People who can calculate two-digit addition and subtraction clearly and recognize a hundred or ten characters are educated people. If you tell them this, they will understand it at all.
No.
"Stop the fire and cook. Don't eat too much meat for the first meal. Just make more pancakes and meat sauce. Let each of them wash me clean. Yin Yaozi, you are in charge here."
Zhang Zhao suddenly left with a lack of interest. His desire to see how cities were built in this era suddenly diminished a lot.
Zhang Zhao never expected that after he left, the young men who had not resisted the beating would cause a huge fuss over being asked to take a bath.
These poor young men thought that this was the master of Liangzhou City, and they didn't know how to deal with them, so there were crying and struggling people everywhere.
Yin Yaozi sneered a few times, then waved his hand, and the cooks drawn from the Guiyi Army immediately increased their power and started working.
After a while, smoke began to rise, and the aroma of food drifted in.
The snow-white white flour steamed cake is steaming, soft, glutinous and sweet. Taking a bite of it is like going to heaven.
The crispy sesame cake is dotted with a lot of sesame seeds, which makes it extremely crispy.
The miso soup with salt, pepper, soy sauce and radish is even more delicious.
"If you want to eat, you have to wash your body clean. If you don't wash yourself clean, if so many people live together, what will happen... Well, anyway, it will spread serious diseases!
Not only do you have to wash your body, but you also have to cut your hair short. Who the hell dares to say no? I don’t recognize anyone with my long sword!"
Zhang Zhao just wanted to give these young men a bath to get rid of insects, so as to avoid causing large-scale infectious diseases.
But Yin Yaozi didn't believe it. He thought that Zhang Zhao did this specifically to rectify and punish these young men, and to give them a warning to facilitate future management.
Therefore, he went one step further than Zhang Zhao. The lice and other things are all in the hair and beard. They just follow the style of a bhikshuni and shave them off for you.
This will also give these young men a more powerful start and make them easier to manage.
Lime was mixed with boiling water, and the big scissors were applied directly to the head. Suddenly, people howled like a slaughtered pig outside the south gate of Liangzhou.
The more than 2,000 young men who arrived earlier were left crying and wailing as they were manipulated and 'served' by Yin Yaozi.
A large number of residents of Liangzhou City who had nothing to do also gathered around the South City Gate, laughing and watching. When the young men saw that there were people watching, they howled even louder.
"Why are you crying? This is an order from the military envoy. He is the Dharma King of Buddhism. He may be shaving your ordination and blessing you!" A soldier from the Guiyi Army holding a pair of scissors shouted dissatisfied.
The crowd watched and laughed with laughter until the white flour steamed pancakes, sesame pancakes and miso soup were served, and the situation immediately changed.
These are white flour steamed cakes and fine sesame cakes. Even people in Liangzhou City rarely get to eat them except during the holidays.
They were immediately so greedy that they went from laughing to shouting with envy, jealousy, and hatred.
Ding Zhuang outside the south gate had a mouthful of steamed white flour cakes and a sip of miso soup. They didn't expect such treatment at all. While they were overjoyed, they also didn't forget the people in Liangzhou laughed at them just now.
Some people who are born to escape, after eating good food, the other side of their souls finally breaks away from obedience and numbness and jumps out.
They were holding steamed cakes and flax cakes, singing and dancing, which made the Liangzhou people watching the excitement so angry that they really wanted to rush up and give them a good beating.
The two sides were acting like monkeys, singing and dancing inside and outside the South Gate. The atmosphere was extremely lively, but both sides felt that the other was a monkey and they were human.
Yue Saonu sniffed sharply. Unlike the others, Yue Saonu was chosen to build the city because his father died young, his family was in decline and he was bullied by his second uncle.
When his father was still alive and his mother had not remarried and disappeared, Yuesao Nu could always eat white flour steamed cakes once or twice a month.
Other Dingzhuangs may have smelled the fragrance, but they didn't know what it was or how delicious it was. Yue Sao Nu knew.
"Grab it!" Her hair was cut off and her body was reddened by lime and boiling water, but Yue Sao Nu only tied a piece of cloth around her crotch for a moment, then howled and rushed over.
This is a white flour steamed cake, and it will be gone if you leave it late. In the Ministry of Agriculture, no matter what, as long as it is a material that can be used to survive, grabbing it is the most direct and effective way.
‘Boom!’ Yue Saonu, who ran over, felt like he had been hit hard on the head. The stick must have been thicker, and it made his head buzz.
But this does not affect his speed, because he has experienced this level of stick attacks countless times since he was a child.
So much so that when he was hit on the head, he had no concept of pain. He only thought that the stick that hit him should be very thick.
Guo Guangcheng was stunned. He had clearly hit the guy on the head with the stick in his hand. Why didn't he react at all?
This is a stick! Guo Guangcheng suddenly realized that he hit his head hard with the stick in his hand.
‘Boom!’
‘Ouch!’
He screamed in pain! How could this happen? It hurts to hit someone!
Yuesaonu still couldn't grab the white flour steamed cake, because as he yelled "Grab it!", a large circle of Ding Zhuang around him exploded, and countless people followed him and rushed forward.
Just grab it.
But after all, Dunzup had endured hardships and was much more experienced than Guo Guangcheng, the son of a Nestorian sage.
Under his leadership, hundreds of people were already waiting in formation. They didn't use sticks because they didn't dare to use force with this thing. They just used leather whips, which was painful and didn't require tension.
This was a good fight! The situation was finally stabilized.
He didn't eat the white-flour steamed cakes and was beaten. Yuesaonu and the dozens of Dingzhuang who initially ran over to grab them were driven to the side by Dunzhu.
When they see other people eating delicious food, they feel so greedy in their hearts! It’s more uncomfortable than being whipped by a whip.
"The Bodhisattva, the military envoy, is kind-hearted, even if he is doing corvee service, he has ordered that no matter what, you will be fed.
No matter how many people come, how many people go back, if they are sick, they will be treated, and if they do well, they will still have meat.
But you dog slaves have all memorized the rules for me! You must abide by my rules and do whatever I tell you to do. Those who make trouble, this is your example!"
Dunzhu was shouting, but Yue Saonu couldn't hear anything clearly. There was only one voice yelling in his head, steamed cakes! White flour steamed cakes! Here are white flour steamed cakes to eat!