Chapter 175 The old man hangs himself

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the next day.

Yun Chao got up before dawn.

However, he found someone who got up earlier than him.

Walking into the kitchen, Yun Chao felt an indescribable feeling in his heart when he saw the two big dustpans full of thick pot helmets and the busy figure behind him.

"Young lady, why didn't you sleep all night?"

"ah?"

Lin Youniang was like a frightened deer, startled by the sudden voice behind her: "Second...Second brother, are you...are you up?"

Halfway through, Lin Youniang couldn't speak any more, and something seemed to be stuck in her throat: "I...I, I...wu, wuwu..."

The little girl was still young and had never experienced this kind of separation. In the past, she had heard that others did not come back after doing corvee service. She did not expect that it would be her turn today. How could she bear it?

Yun Chao patted Lin Youniang's back: "Young lady, why are you crying? Didn't I tell you that you will come back safe and sound?" "

At this moment, Aunt Wang and Shitou walked in: "Young lady, who told you to cry? Today Yun Er is going on an expedition, so you can't cry, you know? It's unlucky!"



Those pot helmets were made by Aunt Wang and Lin Youniang after staying up all night. They were prepared as dry food for Yun Chao and the others.

Guokui is a type of pasta that Yun Chao taught them to make before. It is a large, thick pancake that is baked.

In fact, there has been such a thing as pot helmets in ancient times. It used to be called Dunbing, which means a big cake like a tree stump.

Its characteristics are that it has less water, is dry and hard, is large and thick, can withstand hunger, and is not easy to deteriorate. It is often used as military rations.

When marching, soldiers would put the bread on a rope and hang it on their bodies.

Later, when the enemy fired arrows, the arrows were stuck on the cakes, which became the soldiers' "bulletproof vests" and played a defensive role.

From then on, the soldiers called Dunbian "Guokui", which means hard-faced armor baked in a pot.

People in Wolong Village don't know how to make pot helmets. In the past, when they went out to do corvee work, the villagers would make some grain pancakes on the kang as dry food.

No matter how poor the family was, they still had to bring some dry food. If they served in the corvee for no more than three days, they would not have to eat.

Although the long-term corvee took care of the food, the quality of the food was really hard to praise.

Not to mention the taste and nutrition, filling the stomach is just a luxury.

Lin Youniang and Aunt Wang were not the only ones who stayed awake last night.

Especially the gang of boys under Yun Chao, they have been bringing money from home a lot during this period. Almost all of their families are not short of food, and even if they are short, they can buy it with money.

After leaving, it was still uncertain whether he could come back. How could the parents and elders at home not feel sorry for him, and they tried their best to prepare delicious dry food for their children, for fear that they would go hungry.



Wolong Village.

Grain drying field.

A large number of local heroes, plus their families, came to Wuyang Wuyang.

Lai Zhicheng stood on the earth platform where Yun Chao once stood, looking at the black mass of human heads below, he couldn't help but feel high-spirited and having the world under his control.

Quack, quack, quack!

Yun Er, is this guy Yun Er here?

Lai Zhicheng stared for a long time, his eyes were sore, and he didn't see where Yun Chao was.

Lai Zhicheng was delighted to find that not only Yun Chao didn't come, but none of his little bastards came either!

OK, great!

Yun Er, you'd better not come. When the time comes, I will report your name to the authorities. If you don't obey He's patrol arrangements and don't do corvee work, we'll see how you die!

And the little bastards who follow Yun Er, let you go against me, I want you all to die!

It's a pity that Lai Zhicheng was disappointed.

Not only did Yun Chao come, but a bunch of his boys also came.

I saw a group of people walking in a neat line and shouting slogans.

It turned out that Yun Chao took his boys for morning exercises.

After the morning exercise, they also had a hearty breakfast, and then came to gather leisurely.

Lai Zhicheng's eyelids twitched when he saw Yun Chao's gang of boys.

"Yun Er, you are going to be village warriors. Why are you driving a donkey cart?"

Yun Chao and the others came not only with people, but also with a donkey cart.

In the car, there are everyone's dry food and weapons, as well as some daily necessities.

Looking at the other villagers, all of them were carrying large and small bags and a variety of so-called weapons. Some of them knew they were going to be village warriors, but some of them thought they were fleeing famine.

Looking at Yun Chao and his gang of boys, all of whom are fierce and capable, the other villagers are so envious.

This is the real Xiangyong. Maybe after going out this time, Yun Er and his boys can come back safely!

Yun Chao disapproved of Lai Zhicheng's question: "Muramasa, is there a rule that you are not allowed to drive a car when you are serving as a corvee?"

"this……"

Lai Zhicheng knows a hammer. In the past, no one did corvee work like this!

In the past, when I had to perform corvee service, I could not replace it with silver.

Rich people won't go, just pay money.

Those who go there are all poor people, and their families don’t even have enough food to eat. How can they afford to raise animals?

"Forget it, it's up to you. If the inspector blames me when the time comes, don't blame me for not reminding you!"

Lai Zhicheng was too lazy to argue with Yun Chao. As long as this boy could go, there was no point in getting entangled in the issue of donkey carts. Don't let him find another excuse not to do corvee service.

"Don't worry Muramasa, even if Inspector He confiscates my donkey cart, I won't blame you."

Yun Chao was 80% sure that He Xunjian would not be in trouble with him.

This time when Inspector He summoned Xiang Yong, Yun Chao had roughly guessed what was going on.

In all likelihood, they are going to deal with the bandits from Black Pine Ridge.

The bandits in Heisongling all went to Sanshui Town to kill people, leaving blood letters to threaten He Xunjian. However, He Xinxun had some sense of urgency and would not remain indifferent.

Since he was going to fight the bandits and his side was stronger, He Inspector was too late to be happy, so how could he blame Yun Chao for driving a donkey cart.

Lai Zhicheng stopped talking to Yun Chao: "Okay, now divide the team. There are a hundred of us. According to the past rules, one hundred people are in one capital, and I am the captain. Fifty people are in one team, and two more teams are needed. .Lai Zhiqiang, Guo Hui, you are the team leader..."

"Muramasa, we want Chao to be the captain of the team. If others do, we won't accept it!"

Before Lai Zhicheng could finish his words, Yun Chao's gang of boys exploded.

"Yes, we only listen to brother Chao, no one can control us!"

"Lai Zhiqiang, Guo Hui, you two cowards, we want to see, which of you dares to be our captain?"

"..."

Lai Zhiqiang is Lai Zhicheng's cousin.

Guo Hui is Lai Zhicheng's assistant.

The two guys usually relied on Lai Zhicheng's power to dominate Wolong Village.

In the past, no matter how dissatisfied the villagers were, no one would dare to fart.

He is about to go out to do corvée service. If he offends Muramasa at this time, isn't it the old man who hangs himself because he thinks he has a long life?