Since seeing Yang Mansion pushed a bag of rice grains of the victims through Suzaku Street, the Guanlong Shi family, who has always been famous, opened the door of their own warehouses, and instructed the servants to take out the rice grain and move to the city wall.
Officer porridge burn the porridge.
The Wei family, the Liu family, the Guo family, everyone knows that the private food accumulated in these big households in Gyeonggi is comparable to that of the shoulders of the shoulders. After led by Mrs. Lady, a large number of rice grains moved from their private library to the gate outside the city gate.
In front of the shed, removed the grains provided by the supply, each person can also receive a lot of japonica rice.
"Hey, slower, slower, everyone has a part, everyone has a part. Xiaochun, change the fight for everyone, change the big fight!"
I obediently transported rice grain outside the city, and it was happy to bloom.
Although he was born in a giants, he hated others the most.
"Brother Zhang, you can rest assured, this pound is in my control! I can still lose our township party?" Wang Xiaochun patted his chest and laughed loudly. He had already integrated into the cultural atmosphere of Datang, and he
The smile of the day is full of face. But it may be used to live an unrestrained life outside the stuff. Since returning to Chang'an City, he feels that the life in the barracks is too monotonous. Although he can rest for one day every ten days, he does not know how to use it.
What to do this opportunity.
It wasn't until their own soldiers and horses or orders to set up porridge sheds to help the victims, and they were loosened with their skilled bones and relieved their lower body. Big hammers stirred a few rounds in the black iron, and the fragrance of the rice porridge was thicker.
One, alas, this taste, but the hooked worms in the stomachs of these old and old men came out.
According to the total amount of food raised, Li Kuo left a part of the use of porridge, and the rest was directly distributed to the victims. After preliminary calculations, each person can get two buckets of japonica rice.
It also temporarily solved the food and clothing of the victims.
"Big Brother, Big Brother, I want rice, I want rice ..." Er Ya didn't know when he touched Li Kuo, holding the teenager's clothing corner.
"It's Erya, my brother has prepared white rice for you, two fights for each person." Somehow, seeing the innocent smile on Erya's face, Li Kuo's cloudy clouds swept away. This smile is a big disaster.
The hope in it is the motivation to support people's survival.
If you want to die, you can create a miracle!
"Thank you for the army, thank you, the grandfather." Erya's grandfather also followed, and he gave Li Kuo and salute.
Li Kuo nodded in the middle -aged man, and opened a bag of new rice after thinking about it.
"Thank you Master, you are really the Guanyin Bodhisattva, Guanyin Bodhisattva, who is compassionate and compassionate." The middle -aged man looked at the tattered pockets in his hands and moved.
Fill the pocket full, where can such a good person find Ah.
"Don't thank me, let Eroya eat a few meals, I believe that the court will soon open the position and let go of food." Li Kuo smiled and tightened the bag for the middle -aged man.
"Big brother, big brother, when do you say that we can go home?" Er Ya allowed a finger, crooked his head and looked at Li Kuo.
Li Kuo was stunned by her, squatting down and said: "Er Ya wants to go home? Well, let the brother think about it, now His Majesty the emperor is controlling the disaster of Hedong. New Year, the latest New Year can return to the second year.
Home."
"Oh, pull hooks!" Erya looked forward to Li Kuo, a pair of big watery eyes blinked: "The puppy is deceiving."
"Well." Li Kuo's eyes were sour, and he put his right finger on Erya's little hand.
"My brother, what are you going to plan in the future?"
Li Kuo stood up and asked the middle -aged man. Datang was strictly forbidden to move privately. It was definitely not a long -term strategy to stay outside Chang'an City. I am afraid that after the drought, most of the victims had to return to Hedong.
"Well, what else can I have? Go home. Now Hedong is hungry, and everyone can escape from the desert. The drought next year is going to pass.
How to say, there are more than a dozen acres of thin fields. Although they are tired of farming, as long as they are more diligent, they can support two of us. "
Middle -aged sighed and expressed his plans.
Li Kuo nodded and said: "If there is any difficulty, tell me, as long as I can do it, try to ..."
Before Li Kuo finished speaking, the man interrupted: "Don't, don't you say that. You can give us these sits to find this so much food.
Rest assured, I am also a big man with hands and feet, you can support yourself and Erya! "
The strong man who said with Erya's grandfather also said: "Yeah, the army, we know that you are kind. But we also have hands to support yourself! There are several acres of thin fields in my house.
Suzi can also live in. The old saying is good.
"Well." Li Kuo nodded. Although these villagers lived in poor lives, they had a harder backbone than the Gongtong of the world. They decided to rely on their own hands to ask for life. If they insisted on helping themselves, they were afraid they might be angry.
"Brother Kuner, Brother Kuo, come to a letter, come ..." Zhang Yanji ran over panic, seeing Li Kuo surrounded many people, and his voice was low.
"Faith, what letter?" Li Kuo frowned, doubtful.
"Xin'er, that's the letter!" Zhang Yanji stared straight, for a long time, patted his head: "Chongyefang, a little Taoist!"
"Ah!" Li Kuo was shocked in his heart: "Take it seriously?"
"It's true, I have told someone to trip him, just wait for you!"
"I gave it to you here, let me see." Li Kuochong smiled slightly, turned around and walked towards the gate.
Note 1: Milk: That is Xiaomi, our northerners are also known as Guzi. At that time, millet, wheat. The main producing place of rice in the north of the Tang Dynasty was still Huainan.
Month, so it is later. And Xiaomi is super drought -resistant. For this, I asked my grandfather deliberately. Our family still has a kind of millet, so I eat it for myself.