Grain was finally released in Sunjiazhuang. In the grain farm behind the landlord's house, the snow was trampled by people's feet and became very smooth and solid, gradually forming a small square.
Sun Laocai was also willing to risk his life. He took the caretaker and guard at the relief site with a blunderbuss and an earthen gun, and shouted, "I tell you! This food is for you to stay alive, not to keep you full!"
"I know how many members of your family there are. Adults will receive one liter each first, and children under ten years old will receive half a liter at a time!"
"Don't say that my surname is Sun, you are stingy. You have also heard the imperial decree. What the emperor wants is not to starve people to death, not to make you all full!"
"No one knows when the relief food from the court will be received. If my family runs out of food by then and the food from the court is not delivered, everyone will not be able to survive!"
"This is the last way for our Sunjiazhuang to survive...all the older people should understand the truth!"
"Old Uncle Ninth... You have experienced previous wars and famines, and you are the most experienced. This food can only save lives, and cannot be eaten in your arms!"
Those who have become landlords in China since ancient times are definitely not stupid. They are still quick-witted at critical moments. He understands that people who have been hungry for a long time are likely to lose their minds when they see food!
Once these people get greedy and swarm in to grab food, then even if they have five or six pieces of food, they can't stop thousands of people!
At this time, you have to rely on the respected old people in the village to stabilize the situation. The older ones can restrain their nephews. The young people are restrained by the old people, so of course they will not dare to rob.
The Chinese people are kind and honest, and the older they are, the more so they are. Uncle Jiu, who is in his seventies, wiped away his tears and thanked Sun Laocai with his fists in his hands.
"Master Sun is right! I have experienced three droughts, four floods, and two bandits in my life...the last time was the Changmao Northern Expedition!"
"Being able to live to this day is a reward from Bodhisattva!"
"During the drought, the land was thousands of miles away, so I survived by eating field mouse meat and grass roots... During the flood, I sat in a broken wooden basin, paddled through the water, dug reed roots and caught small fish to survive..."
"The most terrifying thing was the bandits in the Taihang Mountains during the Daoguang period. A group of three to four hundred people came to our village. Fortunately, we got the news in advance, and everyone in the village fled..."
"I sprained my foot on the way, so I hid in a big tree hole and watched the bandits outside killing people and robbing money... Mr. Sun, you have a cousin in your family, who was a little hunchbacked. He was killed by the bandits that year!"
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"Your Majesty is so kind to you, Mr. Sun has accumulated good deeds... Let's share some food with each family and add more water to make some porridge when we go back. As long as we don't starve to death!"
"It's February now, and there's no way this snow will continue to fall no matter what...the snow is melting away little by little, and wild vegetables and grass roots will be able to satisfy hunger..."
"If there is no food, we will eat wild vegetables...we will wait until the imperial court provides relief, and wait until the winter wheat can be harvested. Then our disaster will be over..."
The old people who received the food began to chat. Their life experiences were mixed with bitter melon, coptis, and traditional Chinese medicine dregs, and the bitter water was poured out.
But no one dares to laugh at these old people. They know these so-called methods of digging wild vegetables without being poisoned, eating Guanyin soil without choking to death, and even how to grind the bark of plucked trees into flour and what proportion of grain can be mixed with it... these so-called Experience, although painful, can make you live!
As the story goes on, people gradually began to cry. Who would have thought that God would be so cruel this year, and such a natural disaster would come just after a good year.
All the tragic, painful, and unbearable memories in the long-term memory bank of Chinese agricultural civilization were suddenly revealed!
What kind of experience is this? These are all painful memories that make people live humbly... Eating too much wild vegetables will cause poisoning. How do you blanch it and use other wild vegetables to neutralize it?
With this experience, you can use this poisonous weed to satisfy your hunger and survive!
If you eat Guanyin soil, you will feel bloated and suffocated to death. Countless ancestors who have experienced natural disasters in the past will tell you their life experiences!
The so-called experience is that eating a few taels of soil a day will not bloat you to death. After eating soil, eat some weeds to help you excrete!
They even tell you that the soil can be ground, dried with gauze, and made into fine soil flour, and then mixed with some grain flour according to the proportion.
This kind of so-called 'food' can give you a sense of fullness without bloating you to death. The limited food can also keep you alive so that you can catch your breath.
Everything is just about enduring the time, enduring until God has finished accepting people. If you survive it, your life will be considered good. If you cannot survive it, your life span will be over!
How many ways to eat tree bark? How many categories of wild vegetables are there? Wherever the Guanyin soil is produced, it is a little sweet, and where it is dug out, it is a little sour!
The place where grain was distributed suddenly became a venue for reminiscing about hardships and thinking about sweetness, and bursts of crying could be heard!
But it was precisely because the old people stood up and maintained order that no looting occurred. The poor people still know how to be grateful.
Sun Laocai has already provided relief, you would have no conscience if you try to rob him again!
Liter after liter of grain was sent out, and the sound of Sun Laocai's mother-in-law wailing at home shocked the whole village. But no matter what, after the grain went out, every household finally had cooking smoke and food. aroma.
The landlord's family didn't have much refined grains. It was impossible to eat white rice. Everyone just shared some sorghum rice, corn residue, and old wheat... But these were enough for them to kowtow to Sun Laocai.
This was the first time at the gate of the Sun family that people kowtowed with gratitude, instead of borrowing food, borrowing loan sharks, and asking for a way to live in misery like previous years.
Sun Laocai saw more and more signatures on the bill, and he couldn't bear to look at the big number. He felt a stinging pain in his chest and felt stuffy. In the end, he fell to the ground with heartache.
The family quickly carried him to the bed and gave him medicine to let him rest. Before going to sleep, he murmured, "Have other... other villages been released?"
"But... don't end up being the only ones in my family who are fools!"
Sun Laocai's worries are unnecessary. People really underestimate the power of tradition. The Confucian imperial examination system has a huge influence on the control of people's hearts.
The title of Juren is enough to drive all landlords crazy.
Not only Sunjiazhuang, but also Liuying, Gaojiawei, Huailiu Village, Dawangzhuang not far away... almost all the qualified landowners acted hesitantly!
If you look down from the distant sky, the northern snow country blocked by ice seems to be suddenly illuminated by lightning!
