Mr. Wang laughed and said, "Think about it, if he begged us today, how much food should we give him?"
"Doesn't it depend on how loyal his dog is?"
"Give it today? Wait for a few days and wait until the refugees disturb his life before giving it to him. By then he will know who the devil is in Xiami County."
"It's a shame. In the past years, these refugees had no one to manage them. Why didn't they do well? How could they die? Should they give them a taste of the pain and pretend to be pretentious and let us wipe their butts?"
Mr. Wang raised his hand to signal him not to speak like that, and said with a chuckle: "If we pay so little food and we can gain loyal dogs, how much will we earn in three years? The situation is opening up."
After Wang Jianchuan finished his report with a smile, he was ordered to go to the City God's Temple.
Not long after, Jiang Yang stood on the stage, looking at the sallow and skinny refugees. Only the watery eyes on the dark face looked at him longingly.
Gritting his teeth, Jiang Yang took a step forward and said, "Fathers and fellow countrymen! Once you serve as an official, you should benefit the whole country."
"I have decided to open the warehouse to release grain today!"
As he spoke, he gestured to Wen Guan with his eyes. Although Wen Guan didn't understand why he did this when he knew that the granary might be out of food, it did not prevent him from carrying out the order.
Then he inserted the key and opened the granary under the expectant eyes of everyone.
But the original joy was gone.
The scene was as cold as ice, and soon bursts of crying broke out.
Looking up, there were no grains in Nuo Da's granary, and there were a few mice scurrying out of the corners of the granary inside.
With panic rising, he hugged the last few grains of grain that fell to the ground and ran away.
Why is there not a single grain of grain in this granary?
Happy for nothing?
"Didn't you say there would be food today?"
"Child, we have no food."
"Mom, we are hopeless."
"God, water come and save us."
"Does the sky have eyes? Why doesn't anyone care about us?"
There were cries all over the place, and looking at the pitiful appearance, some people even started to prepare for the funeral.
The sky is filled with panic, is there any way to survive?
Jiang Yang took a step forward, scanned the whole place with stern eyes, and said, "Dear fellow villagers, I have just taken office, and you don't even know that there is nothing in the granary!"
"I also want everyone to have enough to eat and drink, but it's hard for a clever woman to make a meal without rice."
These words seemed to everyone to be nothing more than excuses.
The county government in Nuoda doesn't have a grain of food? Where are those impassioned words yesterday?
In the end, it's just empty joy, just taking human life for fun.
There were many slaves of the master in the crowd, who were provoking and inciting the crowd.
Seeing the excitement of the people in front of him, Jiang Yang could guess the ferocious smiling faces of those hiding behind.
Jiang Yang pretended to be compassionate and said loudly: "I am heartbroken and can't sleep at night. I pray to the yellow sky and to the thick soil. If there is a god in the sky, why do you make the people of our county suffer?"
"The sky and the earth are long. If there is a god alive, why don't you save the people of our county?" Jiang Yang said, beating his chest with his hands and bursting into tears!
Speaking of the incense burner that had been prepared on the stage, he lit incense and prayed devoutly.
Among the victims, there were some who were hopeful, some who were disappointed, and some who planned to leave quickly and find another way to make a living. Of course, those evil servants were naturally gloating about the misfortune.
At this moment, Jiang Yang, who had his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes and said with tears streaming down his face: "God has not abandoned me! I have something to eat! My fellow villagers have something to eat."
Not only were the refugees below dumbfounded by these words, but the evil servants hidden among the refugees were also dumbfounded. The most speechless ones were the brothers from Jiang Yang.
Is there anything to eat?
Jiang Yang stood up excitedly and said, "The City God and the Earth God have dreamed about it. They say that they are born and raised by the earth. There is food underground behind the City God's Temple."
As he said that, he ran towards the back.
Behind the Chenghuang Temple? What a fart! Such an honest man like Chen Zhiyong rolled his eyes.
However, looking at Jiang Yang's determined back, he still followed him.
Seeing that there was no one around, Wen Guan asked in a low voice: "Brother, are we going to run away?"
Jiang Yang rewarded him with a stir-fried chestnut with his backhand, rolled his eyes and said speechlessly: "Fuck you, Wang Tong, Wang Chen, you two go pick up the pot."
"Ma Feng and Ma Yan, please pick a few smart people to fetch water."
"Zhiyong, you were responsible for leading the tents they set up yesterday. Now you are looking for dozens of people to carry the things."
Several people turned around and left. Wen Guan said in surprise: "Brother... did the City God really entrust you with a dream?"
Jiang Yang nodded and said, "It's a dream, but the City God has more important things to entrust to you."
"Brother, tell me, I will never refuse!" Wen Guan promised, patting his chest.
Jiang Yang whispered something randomly and urged Wen Guan to go quickly regardless of whether Wen Guan understood it or not.
Jiang Yang looked back and thought, huh? Why is this guy Zhang Zuo still following me?
"Are you in need of urination?"
"No."
"Is your wife here? Do you have something to leave?"
"Not at all. If you keep a clean mind, your wife is your money, and your money is your wife."
Jiang Yang handed over and kicked him on the butt, cursing and saying: "You need to go to the toilet quickly."
Zhang Zuo looked confused. He was about to say something more when he saw Jiang Yang's face and stood up and said quickly: "I'm in a hurry to pee. By the way, sir, how long should I pee?"
Jiang Yang was very angry. How can I summon a reward when a lookless thing is here? He casually said: "Urine until you dry up, otherwise you know the consequences."
Zhang Zuo woke up with a start and ran away.
Seeing no one around, Jiang Yang opened the system panel, clicked the summon button under half a million pounds of wheat bran, and then confirmed the location.
With a flick of the brush, half a million kilograms of wheat bran appeared directly in front of me, piled up like a mountain.
At this time, Chen Zhiyong came in with dozens of people and was stunned when he saw so much bran.
Chen Zhiyong pointed at the grain on the ground and said shakily: "Yesterday...there was nothing..."
The dozen or so people who followed him immediately knelt on the ground.
"The gods have appeared, the City God has appeared, and we have something to eat."
"How is this possible? When I came in yesterday to look for the pillars, there was nothing there."
"Food is really growing in the ground, and spirits are appearing..."
All of them stared at the bran on the ground with wide eyes, and stared at Jiang Yang infatuatedly. Suddenly, they knelt down and kowtowed.
"The county master was sent by God to save us."
"The county master is a god."
"The county master didn't lie to us and said that the mountain god brought us food. It really does. The county master is also a god."
This is what Jiang Yang wants, after a few words of relief.
He directed them to use baskets to transport the bran out bit by bit, and asked Chen Zhiyong to arrange for them to work in two shifts, switching meals after a while.
Then he walked out.
The stoves of the Wang brothers were handed over and set up, and Ma Yan also brought people over to deliver water.
Seeing the first basket of food come out and directly put into the pot, the refugees gathered around.
At this moment, Jiang Yang Que's face changed! He stood on the high platform and said angrily: "The mountain god said that there will be enough food! But those who don't follow the rules will not get food!"
"First! The old and the weak eat first!"
"Second! Women and children come second!"
"third....."
Jiang Yang divided everyone according to order. After all, there were more than 3,000 people.
The big pot in the yamen is obviously too small. It is estimated that it will take dozens of times to feed everyone, and the efficiency is too slow.