Chapter 274 It’s really no good, I can only do one vote!

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Tang Wen wanted to sleep, and the two women understood why.

Zhou Bing casually explained to the queen, got up and went into the back room, climbed onto the maroon solid wood bed, bent down and made the bed quilt.

When he was about to get out of bed, his back felt heavy and he was hugged around his waist.

"There's someone outside." Her voice was very soft.

But when I held Tang Wen's hand, I couldn't tell whether he was opening it or pressing it down.

After being intimate for a while, Zhou Bing packed up his clothes and walked out of the room.

Tang Wen lay on the bed, meditated for a while, and fell asleep naturally.

In a daze, a piece of grassland appeared in front of my eyes.

In late winter, the grass turns yellow.

He moved forward until he came to the foot of a mountain peak.

Looking up, the peaks are towering and towering into the clouds.

In dreams, everything is hazy and blurry.

Tang Wen's consciousness was not very clear either.

His eyes slowly dropped and he looked at the ground again.

The withered yellow grass, I don’t know when, turned into lines of artistic calligraphy composed of grass.

[Two white tigers are rushing towards your direction]

Tang Wen perked up, blinked, and the writing on the grass changed.

[The boat gang members asked when they would enter the underground, and I told them that it depends on Elder Tang Wen’s order]

Well, just drag it first.

It is impossible to proceed rashly.

The fifth grade of the White Tiger Clan is Tang Wen's biggest trump card and cannot be lost.

However, he also understood that procrastinating was not the answer.

After all, the resources for the mountain city are being continuously transported to the White Tiger Tribe.

However, the masters of the White Tiger Tribe failed to fulfill their due protective responsibilities.

As time goes by, not to mention the Huang family and the Boat Gang will look for trouble, but other large forces in Qishan City will also be dissatisfied.

In this regard, the interests of everyone are the same.

If the White Tiger tribe sends a few fifth-grade people to take charge, other families can have a few less. Even if they can't go less, they can be more secure when fighting underground.

At least it can reduce the mortality rate a lot.

[There are many sixth-grade experts in the clan, but even if they travel at the fastest speed, it will take nearly twenty days for them to reach the mountain city and then go to your location. I suggest Elder Tang go directly to the saint for help...]

Looking for Hu Lanlan?

No problem, leave her a message later.

Tang Wen has long been used to eating soft food.

The first in the camp was to eat Zhou Bing and the Queen.

Later, he worked for Shui Yun in the Blackwater Gang.

For those who eat Hulan now, it can be said that practice makes perfect and experience is rich!

Tang Wen's consciousness fell deep and he exited the dreamland. When he opened his eyes again, the sky was bright outside the window.

Stretching out, he took out the [Concentric Mirror], and not surprisingly saw Hu Lan's message.

There is one of them.

[Need to sit in the camp at level 6? Beg me! 】

A little white tiger with the word "LAN" written on its forehead was laughing.

"Lan'er is a bad learner."

Continuing to look down, the problem is more difficult:

[How about you just call me good sister? Not only will I help you, but I will also be the best friend in the world to you.]

The little white tiger with the character "LAN" on its waist.

Tang Wen snorted and replied in a crackling voice:

[Lan'er, you have misunderstood me! 】

[Am I the kind of person who casually agrees to other people’s terms and flatters me just to ask for help? ! 】

[Lan'er, you disappoint me so much! 】

Sigh below and take some time off.

【Good sister~】

Tang Wen's tone was gentle.

[I mainly want to shout like this! 】

There was no fluctuation in his heart, and he shouted several times in a row.

Then he put away the mirror, got up and went outside.

The small bed where the maids and concubines were supposed to sleep was wrapped in a thick quilt and dressed in red.

Queen Xia Qingge didn't leave yesterday.

The sound of Tang Wen going out seemed to wake her up.

A pair of big eyes opened and closed quickly, and he turned around and continued sleeping while wrapped in a quilt.

This guy really doesn't regard himself as an outsider.

With undulating curves, Tang Wen closed the door and came to the main room.

The three girls drank until dawn, while Tang Tang and Zhou Bing were still sleeping.

The diligent maid prepared meat buns, tea eggs, thick corn porridge, and dishes of side dishes.

Tang Wen had a huge appetite and devoured everything.

The days at home are always leisurely.

After breakfast, Xiao Liu and Tao Hua pushed the cart making meat buns.

Squeaking and twisting, we arrived at the inner city market.

The stall owners were thinly dressed and wearing raincoats.

You can take shelter from the rain and snow, but you can't stop the biting north wind at all.

It snowed again last night and it was so cold that I couldn't stand at all.

Taohua said softly: "Usually couples run the stalls together."

“But I see most stalls are occupied by one person.”

"The other person is keeping warm at home, and every once in a while, the two of them change shifts." After Taohua finished speaking, she glanced at her pocket watch and read in a calm voice: "It's half past eight in the morning."

This is telling the stall owner the time.

"Did you hear that? Peach Blossom Girl said half past eight!"

"Hey, back there, it's half past eight now."

"It's half past eight. No wonder I feel so cold. It turns out that the two girls left the stall half an hour later than usual."

"In a little while, my wife will come to take my place."

"..."

Apart from being in bed, Tang Wen didn't pay attention to time for a long time.

Half past eight in the morning.

His concept of this point in time was still at the time when he was a laborer.

At half past eight in late autumn, when riding a battery-powered bicycle, a biting cold wind will blow in your face.

Even wearing a helmet couldn't stop it, and within a few kilometers of riding, I was completely frozen.

At 8:30 in winter, the No. 67 bus was crowded, smelled mixed, and the glass was covered with white mist!

If the above scenario does not occur and it is not a rare Sunday, it means that you will be late and your money will be deducted...

Recalling this, Tang Wen felt a little more sympathetic to the street vendor who kept stamping his feet in front of him.

The campground needs to be developed.

At least, the problem of food and clothing must be solved.

The sun breaks through the thick fog.

Families of the vendors came one after another.

Then the first batch of guests arrived one after another.

They had just come out of the "red house" and were still smelling of makeup.

I came to the market specially to buy some gadgets and snacks, and take them back to comfort my family.

Tang Wen strolled around casually, making frequent purchases, buying something every time he visited a stall.

Although they didn't spend a few taels of silver in total, the vendors were all looking at the rich man eagerly, hoping that he would come to their stall.

The patrons of the red house finished their shopping and left.

The women in the red house, wrapped in animal skin coats, came to the street again.

They sleep during the day and work at night, working the night shift.

Going out at this time is to relax after get off work and hang out before going to bed.

The fragrant breeze blows from afar, and the people setting up stalls cheer up.

The main consumer force has arrived.

No matter when, women's money is easy to make.

Tang Wen turned around and did not meet these women.

After putting the purchased items into a box and leaving them with the two girls, he took a meat bun and left the market to go shopping in the city.

Little has changed in the inner city.

The same goes for the outer city.

Houses and shacks of different shapes, and pedestrians with numb faces.

Tang Wen walked for a long time and didn't meet many people.

It's freezing cold in winter, and if you go out for a few steps, you'll definitely feel hungry.

Ordinary people are lying in bed and sleeping around the charcoal stove.

Really ready to survive the winter.

Unconsciously, his footsteps stopped in front of a wooden door.

[Fifth Street No. 6 Courtyard]

The place where the siblings lived last winter.

It cost a lot of food to rent and live here.

There was a lock in front of the door. He gave up the idea of ​​entering and looked through the crack in the door. The layout had not changed. There were obvious traces of sweeping on the ground.

Considering my sister's habit of hiding things, this is probably their yard.

Continuing to walk forward, just as he approached Courtyard No. 18, a series of laughter came:

The woman is playing with the child.

"The maid is pregnant. It's a pity that there are no red-billed birds to eat this year."

"I went out to see it the day before yesterday. The meat sellers in the inner city market sold out early in the morning. I rushed there from the outer city and couldn't even buy bones."

"Alas! There has been a severe drought in a year, but having enough to eat is already a good life."

"Let's see if the breeding farm can release some new year pigs in a few days."

"It would be great if Brother Tang Wen were here."

"Tang Wen has been the commander for a long time, and you still call me brother?"

"What do women know?"

"snort……"

Tang Wen quietly stepped back, disappeared, and stepped into the air.

It took about a meal to pass.

Holding a half-size ram in his hand and five red-billed finches, they appeared in front of the door again.

In fact, he encountered several prey along the way, but he didn't take action.

There was much less prey outside the camp than last year.

They were all so hungry that they were skin and bones, and there was no meat even after they were caught, so they might as well keep them for breeding.

Hope they survive this winter.

Dang Dang Dang!

Tang Wen left the sheep and red-billed bird at the door and reached out to knock on the door.

"Here it comes! Who is it in the cold weather?" Li Daniu motioned to his wife to take the child back to the courtyard.

Wearing leather armor and carrying a hammer, he came to the door.

Squeak.

The thick wooden door was cracked open.

no one?

"Come out and see you!"

Tang Wen shook his head and laughed silently.

This Li Daniu is quite a thief.

However, my invisibility makes it difficult for even the fifth level to see through.

Wow!

The wooden door was opened violently.

There was silence outside the door.

Li Daniu was stunned, there was really no one?

The two doors were wide open and the street was deserted.

Is this on the ground?

Seeing the red-billed bird, his expression became complicated.

I took two steps to the street and looked around. The street was empty and empty.

After a while, he picked up the sheep, picked up the five cardinals, went back to the house and closed the door.

"Master! Where did this come from?" the woman exclaimed.

"Shh! Keep your voice down, this is a gift from my brother Tang Wen."

"Brother Tang is back? Then why don't you invite people to sit at home?"

Li Daniu touched his head: "I only saw things, but no people."

The woman was silent for a moment: "I guess I'm busy. I'll see Miss Tang later and ask."

"Well, I'm going to kill the sheep."

"No, I'll kill you again at night."

"Okay, let's eat the red-billed bird first. I haven't eaten it for a long time..."

The conversation in the room disappeared.

Tang Wen showed his figure, stopped wandering, turned around and walked towards home.

Speaking of which, in the earliest days, his home was in a shack at the door.

There is obviously nothing there, but every time I come back from outside, I still feel very warm.

The later home was in the yard I just passed by.

He and Li Daniu took care of each other, so they had meat for every meal and corn for every meal.

Later, I met Zhou Bing and ate sweet soft rice...

Having said that, Sister Bing is still a virgin, right?

"What are you waiting for? That kid will naturally come back to eat when he's hungry! Oh, listen, the footsteps, he's back, laying meat, laying meat!"

Xia Qingge held up her chopsticks and looked at the girls dissatisfied.

After all the rhetoric, the girls were indifferent.

Zhou Bing protected the mutton, and Xiao Taozi protected the beef, but they refused to get into the pot.

Xia Qingge didn't want to grab it, so she looked helpless.

"He's really back this time, I heard his footsteps!"

"Heh, you've said this eight times."

"It was just to cheat me, but this time it's true. Xiao Taozi, can you trust my sister?"

Xiao Taozi blinked and hid behind Tang Tang.

The door opened, and the wind and snow rushed in.

While everyone is looking outside.

Xia Qingge snatched the meat that Zhou Bing was protecting, waved her chopsticks and pushed it into the pot.

No one cared, all the girls' attention was on Tang Wen.

Zhou Bing took off his outer coat.

Cuilian holds hot tea.

Even Xiao Taozi took out a piece of hawthorn cake and handed it over.

Xia Qingge curled her lips when she saw it. The thin slices of meat were cooked as soon as they were boiled, but no one was trying to eat them. She picked up a chopstick and stuffed it into her mouth, but she felt that the taste was just average.

"Sit down and eat! What are you looking at around him? Haven't you seen it?"

When everyone sat down and picked up the chopsticks to fish out the meat, the taste returned.

"Sure enough, you have to fight to eat the meat to make it delicious!"

No one answered, no one paid attention to her.

The women raised their ears and listened to Tang Wen's words.

Even though he was only talking about ordinary things in the inner city and the outer city, the girls still listened with interest.

snort!

Xia Qingge narrowed her eyes and raised her voice three times: "When are you coming back this time?"

Zhou Bing's unkind eyes shot towards him.

The other women frowned, and Xia Qingge chuckled secretly.

A chopstick of beef is dipped in the spicy sauce and sesame sauce that Tang Wen brought and put into your mouth. The texture is chewy and full of flavor!

It tastes better.

After taking two bites, she added: "And more! When the time comes, do I have to go with you?"

Several women looked at her together, more or less dissatisfied.

Zhou Bing picked up a piece of meat with chopsticks and put it on her plate: "Eat yours!"

Tang Tang also poured her a glass of wine and gave it to her to gag her.



Afternoon, palace.

In addition to the commanders and generals stationed outside, their martial arts masters and Chaofan were all present.

The Flame Camp took over the territory of Black Mountain to the south and Wujia City to the east.

The Silver Wolf territory in the north has long been a partner.

How many times has the camp expanded?

Almost all foreign troubles have been eliminated.

But problems also arise.

In addition to bandits who do all kinds of evil, there are also many serfs in the Black Mountain camp.

The rations left at the Black Mountain camp were not enough for them to survive the winter.

There is also a serious shortage of food in the outer city of Wujia City, and people may starve to death in winter.

The forces around Wujiacheng carried dead people out of the villages every day.

Their residences are not very protective either.

Not only was there insufficient food and firewood, but there were also hungry animals roaming outside the village.

Even hunters no longer dare to go out hunting.

If a large group of people or experts go out to hunt, the hungry beasts will be extremely ferocious and may cause casualties.

Winter in the north is very long.

Logically speaking, the current season is not yet the depth of winter. It will snow a few times in the next few months.

The alien beasts that are still alive will probably gather in large numbers and start hunting these villages!

Tang Wen listened to everyone talking and didn't speak for a long time.

As the seventh son of the Blackwater Gang, the major camps under his command provided a lot of grain and rice.

It is not difficult to solve the immediate problem, but temporary relief is enough, and continuous support is not a long-term solution.

Besides, the food sent to the headquarters of Qianshan City will be sent to the affiliated camps.

The Blackwater Gang had little precedent for this.

"There were two snowfalls this winter. If we sow seeds next spring, we should be able to get some harvest."

"How are these people going to survive before summer?"

Everyone talked for a long time and couldn't think of anything.

Finally, Tang Wen spoke softly: "If it doesn't work out, just vote."

Um?

Everyone frowned.

Only Xia Qingge’s eyes lit up!

(End of chapter)