"Attention, folks. Attention, folks. Eggs are being given away. Eggs are being given away. As long as you attend the steward's trial meeting, everyone will be given eggs. As long as you come to participate, you can get eggs."
There was a Qin soldier holding a gong, beating the gong and shouting loudly in the village.
The voice of Qin Bing was clear and loud, high into the clouds, and the sound quickly spread throughout the entire village.
However, he spoke in Qin language, and the people in the village couldn't understand him at all.
Fortunately, Qin Bing still has Zhang San by his side.
Zhang Sannai is a barbarian. He has been to the barbarian country and knows the language here. He helps translate.
Soon, all the villagers knew about it.
They gathered together in small groups, with puzzled looks on their faces.
"Have you heard? Eggs are about to be delivered."
"Egg? Is that the egg I understand?"
"Probably, chicken lays eggs."
"Isn't that what noble men eat? We can only see and touch it, but we have never eaten it."
"Such a precious thing, just give it away? Isn't it a scam?"
"There are no free eggs in the world. I don't think this is reliable."
"Will it be like last time, pretending to let us pick up things, but actually asking for a tax increase?"
"I think it should be like this. The world is as dark as crows. Last time I fell into this evil trick and went there in a hurry, but I got my butt kicked hard by the gentleman's boots."
"Hahaha, you stupid groundhog, I'm not going."
The villagers discussed and discussed, and finally came to a unanimous conclusion: eggs are too valuable and cannot be given away by the Qin people. This must be fake.
Qin Bing was still shouting loudly, and Zhang San was still translating beside him.
At this time, the content of the shouting has changed: in half an hour, everyone will gather at the temple. Anyone willing to come will be given eggs as a gift.
Half an hour passed quickly, and the temple was packed with people.
All the villagers came, even the nursing children were brought.
After all, the people of Qin said that every person counted as one, and eggs were given per head.
Although a child sucking milk is not sensible, but he can get an egg for nothing, why not do it?
As for the result of the previous discussion among the villagers, it doesn't matter.
If this is a scam, everyone puts up with it.
If it wasn't a scam and someone else got the egg, but you didn't get the egg because you were too afraid to come, it would be a lifelong regret and you would want to hang yourself.
Therefore, no one in the village, men, women, old or young, was left behind.
Feng Quili looked at so many people, nodded with satisfaction, and said to Zhang San: "This method is really good."
Zhang San smiled modestly: "Thank you for the compliment, sir."
At this time, there was another noise among the villagers.
Feng Quili asked Feng Jia: "Who is quarreling over there?"
Feng Jia wiped the sweat from his head and said a little tiredly: "These villagers are so ignorant. It's okay for them to come here with a nursing child. There is a pregnant woman among them who also wants to come to get an extra egg. "
Feng Quili: "...The child has not yet been born, does it count?"
Feng Jia said: "The villain brought an interpreter and explained it to her."
"But this person refused to give up and said something... The other person's child was also just born. Although her child has not been born yet, it is only in the past few days."
"The difference between the two is only three to five days. How can one be so unfavorable to the other?"
Feng Quli thought for a while and said, "That makes sense, so just give her an egg."
Feng Jia said: "My lord, I can't give it to you. If I give it to her, the other woman next to me will quit."
"This woman is also pregnant, but her belly is not obvious enough. This woman said that the pregnant woman is about to give birth and she can ask for an extra egg. Although her child will take some time to be born, it is different from the previous pregnant woman. , it’s about a few days apart.”
"It's totally inappropriate to favor one over the other just because of the past few days."
Feng Quili had a headache: "What she said seems to make sense."
Feng Jia said: "However, if you give the egg to this person, some women next to him will do it. They said that they just had sex with their husband yesterday, and maybe they are pregnant now, but they don't know it yet. It's no different. Three to five days.”
Feng Quli: "...Are the folk customs here so absurd?"
Feng Jia helplessly spread his hands.
Feng Quili said: "Then give the order, only the children who are born will be counted."
Feng Jia said: "No, that's not possible. If a pregnant woman who is about to give birth hears this order, she will squeeze her belly hard with her hands to give birth to the baby on the spot."
Feng Quli: "..."
What kind of weird operations are these? For an egg, as for that?
In fact, he really didn't understand these villagers very well.
These villagers are living a very hard life. They also raised chickens, but they never ate the eggs. Eggs are reserved for nobles.
Even if they received eggs today, most of them would be reluctant to eat them. They would exchange the eggs for whole grains, needlework, and earthenware pots.
In exchange for what they lack.
Anyway, they live like slaves, like cattle and horses, they lack everything.
Feng Quli looked at Zhang San: "What do you have in mind?"
Zhang San bowed and said: "No matter what, you must not die. Once someone dies, the conference will not be able to continue, and a happy event will turn into a funeral."
Feng Quli nodded in agreement.
Zhang Sangan laughed and said: "The villain has a plan. Why don't we announce that we will give away eggs after the conference is over? In that case, the conference can at least go on smoothly."
"If they cause trouble again, we have plenty of time to solve it."
Feng Quli said: "It makes sense, please pass on the order."
So Feng Jia went to deliver the order.
Sure enough, after hearing Feng Quli's order, the villagers all calmed down.
Feng Quili stood at the front of the temple and wanted to speak. But after opening his mouth, he backed down again.
He asked Feng Jia: "What happened? Why is there a strange smell here? It makes my head hurt."
Feng Jia said with a bitter face: "I don't know what's going on, little man. In this barbarian country, everyone has a smell."
"It's better on weekdays. So many people gathered together today, and they were all sweaty from the quarrel just now. Therefore, the smell is accumulated here and cannot be vented...'
Zhang San next to him blushed a little.
He coughed dryly and said: "Hu people are similar to barbarians, and they have a certain smell. If you don't like it, you can go to an open place to have a meeting."
Feng Quli thought to himself: Do you like it? I like farts, only perverts like this taste, right?
He coughed dryly and said: "This place is a bit small. I see that everyone is sweating and working very hard. Why don't we go outside the temple and have a meeting in the wind."
