Section 137 Suspicious elements among the bitter people
Most of these slaves were plundered from the pass within a few years. After arriving in Liaodong, they were assigned to work on the village. Their wives and children were separated. They worked hard, ate pig and dog food, and lived in shacks on the ground. There were villages above.
The head butler subjected me to layers of oppression, bullying and abuse, making it a hell on earth.
After being transferred to this "Master from Tai O", they were already numb - they had long since become people who had left their hometowns and separated from their wives and children. It made no difference whether they were slaves in Liaodong or in "Tai O". Some people even
I was somewhat happy: being a coater was better than working hard on the farm.
Now seeing that the master actually cares about them so much, personally arranges accommodation for them, and asks people to spare clothes for them to wear, and greets them, their tortured and numb souls begin to revive. Not only the maids and maids have long been in the eyes of
With tears in their eyes, even a few men couldn't help wiping their eyes - only because they were afraid that their master would think it was unlucky, they held back the tears.
After the clothes were distributed, several more soldiers came over carrying bundles of blankets.
"Sir...sir..." the corporal at the head said, "This is the blanket that everyone gathered together. There are no extra blankets. We thought that we have a fire pit in the house, and one for two people is enough. We put together ten blankets for the new brothers.
Yes, this big room is cold and there is no fire-"
Before he finished speaking, someone couldn't help crying anymore. It didn't matter that this cry, it immediately touched all kinds of pain in the heart, and finally gathered into a sound of wailing.
Huang Hua was shocked, wondering what kind of evil these new slaves were. Lan Bian stood up quickly and said loudly: "It's so good, why cry! Don't bring bad luck to the master's family! Stop crying!"
After he shouted like this, his crying subsided. Lan Bian quickly turned around and gave Huang Hua another thousand dollars: "Master, this is everyone's gratitude. I have a kind heart... I wish my son Sun Maochang, Mr.
Hou Wandai..." He choked up as he spoke.
Only then did Huang Hua realize that he was distributing clothes for himself. This seemed to him the most normal thing, but he didn't expect them to be so grateful. You can imagine how deeply they have suffered over the years.
Then he comforted everyone with a few words of warmth and ordered them to change their clothes first. Then he asked people to cook for each head and gave everyone a "good meal".
Having said that, there is a shortage of fine grains such as rice and white flour in Houjin. That is to say, "distinguished guests" like Huang Hua can provide rice on a daily basis, and the accompanying soldiers can only eat white sorghum rice. As for these slaves sent,
Although it was said that it was "supplied by the Ministry of Rites", the actual rations sent were only one pound of sorghum rice per person per day. Vegetables and salt were not provided. This amount was not enough for a strong man to eat, let alone eat well.
Huang Hua found Bi Tie Shi, the Ministry of Rites who was stationed in the temple and was responsible for looking after the business group, and took out his money and asked him to buy some wine, meat and food on his behalf - this was not an easy task in Shengjing where everything was scarce and everything was expensive. Bi
Tie Shi went out for a run, and finally managed to get a two-chambered sheep as well as firewood, grain, seasonings, etc.
Two sheep were obviously not enough for more than 40 people, so Huang Hua decided to make dumplings stuffed with mutton. Everyone started to remove all the mutton and chop the stuffing. Naturally, there was too little mutton, but fortunately there were enough cabbage and radish. But there was no white flour.
I had to use sorghum rice bread boxes - the sorghum rice noodles were not sticky enough. I could only make them into large boxes and steam them in a basket.
Huang Hua also asked the soldiers to take out the compressed instant soup they brought with them and cook a large pot of soup for the new slaves to eat - add more salt, Houjin was short of salt, and the upper class were stingy with salt for cooking, but the lower class slaves could
They eat very little salt, and these people have symptoms of long-term lack of salt intake.
This meal was not surprising to the soldiers - they were even a little bit unaccustomed to eating sorghum rice. In Lingao, rice was all they could eat. But for the new slaves, this was their first meal for many years.
It was the first time they came here to eat decent food. Most of them, not to mention the years they were taken as slaves, lived half-starved and half-fed even in the pass. A meal of fine food was a luxury, let alone
You can eat meat. Many people eat it while shedding tears.
Huang Hua sat at the head of the table, drank a few glasses of rice wine provided by the Ministry of Rites, and ate something: he barely ate one of the sorghum noodle boxes stuffed with mutton and cabbage and was full - he really had no appetite. But when he saw the servants'...
He looked so grateful that he couldn't understand it.
From Huang Hua's point of view, it was a normal thing for a general boss to give out some warm clothes to the poor people and have everyone have a meal together. He did not expect that his actions would have such a big effect. Look.
Come on. In this time and space, it is an era of bad times. Whoever does a little better will be able to "return to the heart of the world."
After dinner, Lan Bian came to say hello again and asked if he wanted to "send the girls to the room to serve". He also said very attentively that he had called the four girls outside and was just waiting for the master to speak. Huang Hua spent thirty
It took him a second to realize that he was talking about the four maids.
He didn't pay much attention to these four maids today. He only remembered them when Lan Bian mentioned them. Houjin sent four maids to him. It was obvious that he was deliberately trying to win over him, but he had to be wary of the other party trying to trick him.
The attempt to make the person next to him a spy. Hong Chengchou was very loyal to the Manchus, and Dorgon even forcibly gave a Manchu woman as a concubine to serve as a supervisor in bed.
"Where did these four girls come from?"
"I don't know, this servant is not from Zhuangzi." Lan Bian bowed his head and said, "I heard that they are all from Amin Baylor's house. Baylor was recently convicted, and these women were not included in the official ranks..."
"Master is not interested today."
"Master Qi: There is one who is from North Korea, she is only fifteen, and she is from a Yangban family..." Lan Bian narrowed his eyes and smiled, "I heard that North Korean women are different, do you want to ask her to come in and serve her?"
Huang Hua chuckled: "You are really good at figuring out what is going on. I think you are also a famous figure in Zhuangzi."
Lan Bian's face changed slightly, and he smiled again: "I don't dare, I am still a small leader in Zhuangzi..."
"That's not right." Huang Hua took the face towel sent by the orderly as if nothing had happened, "Your ability to serve people is not something you learned as a long-term worker in Zhuangzi - now that you are under my sect, you are not telling the truth.
To tell you the truth: Which Baylor family did you originally serve as a servant?"
Lan Bian was a little panicked at first, but now he calmed down: "The master has traveled thousands of miles away! I was originally an errand in the Mangbeile Mansion. This time I came specially to serve the master."
"So you know Shengjing very well?"
"After staying here for many years, I am familiar with the road."
"I want to open a store here, where can I find it?"
"Well," Lan Bian hesitated, "Master, it's not my servant's turn to speak on this matter. Besides, the imperial court is not sure about land rewards..."
Huang Hua stopped asking and changed the subject: "Would you like to go to Tai O with me?"
"Since the slave belongs to the master, he will go wherever the master goes. No problem."
"Haha, don't you want your wife and children?"
Lan Bian smiled and said: "The slave is alone, so he has a wife and children. Otherwise, why would he be sent as a servant to the master?" Although he said this, Huang Hua was keen on observing expressions and body language based on the training he received in the intelligence bureau training class.
I realized he was lying.
Obviously there is something wrong with the blue border. Otherwise, there is no need for him to hide the fact that he has a wife and children - the normal reaction would be to beg his new master to help him reunite his family.
When they arrived at Jeju Island, they would be carefully examined. Huang Hua made up his mind, yawned and said: "There is no need to ask them to wait. Let everyone rest early. We have to rush tomorrow."
No matter how good the maid is, it is not easy for him to mess with her - firstly, she has not been purified, and secondly, this is considered "infringement of state-owned property" and it is easy for others to scratch her hair.
Early the next morning, Huang Hua bid farewell through the Ministry of Rites, and soon an edict came down, and many gifts were given. Huang Hua was given ten East Pearls individually, all of which were fine pearls.
All of them are walking beads, which are very valuable. However, it was not a big shock to Huang Hua, who was used to seeing artificially cultured pearls. The business group finished all matters and left Shengjing to return to Zhenjiang Fort. When they arrived, they were still very impressive. Not only were there still
They were escorted by cavalry, and there were ten cartloads of gifts. They were all local specialties such as ginseng, furs, and mountain delicacies. They were accompanied by slaves and horses, and the momentum was even stronger.
All the way back to Zhenjiang Fort smoothly, the Manchu and Mongolian guards in Zhenjiang Fort were so eager to see them come back that they almost cried. They received the order to Zhenjiang Fort to try their best to supply the Haitian. Of course, Xue Weini and others on the ship were not polite and issued the order.
Here is a list of various items requested: except for grains such as sorghum and rice, which I am really not interested in, everything from firewood, vegetables, meat, etc. must be supplied by Zhenjiang Fort.
The Haitian Ship has now consumed half of the winter vegetables stored in Zhenjiang Fort, and even more of the frozen mutton and pigs. The defenders have to hunt to supply meat. The defenders are so embarrassed that they dare not not supply: on the one hand
The imperial court had an order. On the other hand, the cannons on the Haitian had already taught them a sufficient lesson. It would be easy for these people to directly destroy the fortress in the conflict. If the Great Khan was to pursue the case, they would have to lose their heads.
Not only that, the Haitian also built a camp on Duozhi Island in a grand manner, built a stove to boil water, built a bathroom, and took a sauna on the island every day. It also carried out a general cleaning of the entire ship, washing and drying clothes, bedding, and cleaning.
The sanitation work was in full swing. The defenders of Zhenjiang Fort were inexplicably surprised every day when they saw the naked Tai'ao people rushing out of the white-smelling stone houses and jumping directly into the river to swim, as well as the underwear and sheets hanging out to dry everywhere on the island.