"Sir, what is this?" Lao Cui came out of the shower, put on the old clothes and pants that Tang Ping had prepared for him, and put on his down jacket. He felt that his whole body was extremely warm.
After looking around the convenience store and finding no one there, I hurriedly picked up the knife and rushed out. Then I saw Tang Ping talking to two people, an old man and a young man.
"People from Shanghe Village!" Tang Ping looked at the sky with some melancholy. Now he didn't know whether he should regret taking over Shanghe Village.
The Turks besieged the city, and the people in this village escaped and died.
After the Turks were repulsed, only a few dozen families returned to the village, but they fled in a hurry and did not bring any valuable items with them.
When the people came back, they were lucky that the house hadn't collapsed, and almost nothing in the house was left.
The winter wheat planted last year was trampled and destroyed by the Turkic cavalry before it matured, and not much was left.
Those who have young and strong men at home can still go to the city to find some odd jobs and find ways to survive. People like old man Zhou basically have no choice but to wait for death.
That's why when Tang Ping arrived, he had the courage to come to borrow food, hoping to find a way out for his only grandson.
If Tang Ping was hiding in Chang'an City, he could still pretend to be deaf and dumb and pretend he didn't know about this kind of thing, but it was right under his nose. Strictly speaking, these bankers would follow him from now on.
Seeing how miserable they were living, Tang Ping was really worried.
Soon, Lu Yi and Xiao Luo came out clean.
Even Lu Yi was helpless in this situation. After all, although she could manage Zhuangzi, she could not conjure money and food out of thin air.
"Hey, go ask Li Zheng to inform everyone in the village. At least one person from each family should come here."
Tang Ping sighed. Although he did not have Mary's disease, he could not watch the people around him starve to death.
According to what Old Man Zhou said just now, there are about three to five households like his in the village, and they are basically waiting to die.
In times like this, even if the neighbors want to help, there is nothing they can do.
Shanghe Village is not big, with a total of 32 households. Soon dozens of people arrived outside Tang Ping's yard.
Although the sun is shining brightly today, many people are still shivering in a single piece of clothing.
"This Young Master Tang Ping will be the Lord of Shanghe Village from now on." Lu Yi stood up and said loudly, and then said to Tang Ping: "Please give me a lecture."
A lecture? Tang Ping smiled bitterly. These villagers, who seemed to be living worse lives than those in the News slum, had nothing to teach them.
"Today, each person has one or two meters, and each household has one egg. Let's go back and have dinner. Come here tomorrow morning, I have something to explain. The things that are handed out must be eaten today, and the ones that have been eaten will be left tomorrow. If you find that someone keeps them If you don’t eat it, don’t think about me giving you anything else in the future.”
The villagers below thought they were hallucinating. The owner had to finish the food given out to them.
It will be distributed again after eating. If it is not finished, it will not be distributed in the future.
Before everyone woke up, Du Laosan took a shiny silver rice spoon and tapped it on a basin full of rice: "Get in line, everyone, come up and tell me how many people are in your family."
The silver rice spoon glowed dazzlingly in the sun, but many villagers felt that there was something in the light called hope.
Soon, every family was grateful and went back with their own rice and eggs.
"Xiao Luo, let's cook, we're going to eat too!" Tang Ping ordered without much interest.
His convenience store usually sells rice, flour, grains and oils to nearby stores, but the stock is not large.
Several bags of rice add up to only about 400 kilograms. Today, each person only received one or two meters. I am still worried that something will happen if they eat too much after being hungry for a long time.
Normally, an average adult can eat one kilogram of rice for 5 days. Counting the old, young, women and children in this village, if there are 100 adults in this village, 100 kilograms will be enough for five days.
400 kilograms is 200 kilograms, which is 10 days of rations.
Including other noodles, instant noodles, bread, canned food, biscuits and other foods, it is not enough to feed the whole village for a month.
If I had known, I would have bought hundreds of kilograms of rice nearby last time I went back.
"System, can I go back early? Or I don't have to stay for the full 12 hours like last time."
"cannot!"
An expected answer.
The only people I still know in this world are Li Jing and those three General Li.
But Tang Ping has not had the habit of borrowing money since he was a child, not to mention that he has to consider his own personality. Today he finally established a personality that can drive the land, and tomorrow he will go to Li Jing to borrow food. This personality will not collapse. Already?
Xiao Luo and Lao Cui and Lao Du met by chance, so there should be nothing wrong with them, but that was not the case with Lu Yike, who was sent later. He didn't know that Li Shimin and others regarded him as the son of Ping Yang and his own nephew.
He just felt that as a descendant of an immortal like himself, it was impossible for the royal family of the Tang Dynasty not to look at him, and this Lu Yi was probably the one who came to look at him.
It's just that he didn't intend to do anything to damage the Tang Dynasty, and Lu Yi's skills were what he needed, so he agreed.
Today's performance of summoning the land to move the convenience store, including showing all the magical things in the convenience store, was meant to be shown to the Tang Dynasty royal family.
Ancient people believed in ghosts and gods. The more capable they were, the safer they would be before they fully understood their true identity.
After dinner, while Lu Yi and Xiao Luo went upstairs to wash the dishes, Tang Ping sat next to Lao Cui and asked: "Lao Cui, where do you think I should go to get some food to spend this time with the villagers first?" Already?"
Lao Cui didn't doubt him. After all, in his opinion, the rice in Bai Huahua's store in Tang Ping was fairy rice, so it was normal to find ordinary food to give to the villagers.
"Actually, Chang'an is not too short of food. The people who are short of food are the people and the government."
"The people and the government?" Tang Ping was stunned. The people and the government had no food. Why did they say that Chang'an was not short of food?
"Because the government has been reducing taxes in the past few years, and the military expenditures during the war have been huge, so the government actually doesn't have much food left. As far as I know, even a military salary like General Li can only afford enough food and clothing."
The General Li he refers to is Li Jing. As a senior general of the Tang Dynasty, he only has enough food and clothing. You can imagine the life of civilians.
"Where is the food?"
"Aristocratic family!"
Lao Cui woke up the dreamer with something, and then Tang Ping remembered the five surnames and seven looks he had seen in those novels. He did not expect that this parallel world was similar to the real Tang Dynasty in the past.
"That's right!" Then Lao Cui briefly introduced what he knew about the family.
It seems that only the wealthy family can find a way to "borrow" this food.
