Han Xi didn't pay much attention to A Niu, but thought about the village.
It is obviously impossible to build a stronghold here without the tools.
Moreover, poles like theirs are similar to those of stray thieves, they also float around. Han Xi had lived in many cottages before, so he was so familiar with the Huanglong Mountain area in the south of Yan'an Prefecture.
Han Xi walked to the fire, picked up a stick of roasted corn and ate it. At the same time, he asked several cavalrymen to check specific places.
These places were all places that Han Xi knew from the memory of his original body. He used to go to these villages to exchange for food when he grabbed unused items.
Soon, a dozen cavalrymen left the mountainside and galloped down the mountain.
A Niu looked at the elegant figures of the cavalry with envy in his eyes. Then he went to the livestock group, picked the tallest donkey, and rode on it awkwardly.
Han Xi, who was not far away, spit out the corn he had chewed in his mouth, and then struggled to hold back his smile.
Half a day later.
The dispatched cavalry came back one after another, and finally learned that there was a recently abandoned village forty miles east.
After hearing this, Han Xi pondered and recalled, and soon remembered where it was.
That village should be under the management of Yichuan County. To the east of Yichuan is Hukou Mountain, where the Hukou Waterfall is located.
In his early years, Han Xi's original father entered Shanxi several times from Hukou Mountain.
"Let everyone pack their things and come, we'll go to Chen's house." Han Xi waved his hand, and the team slowly packed up the people who were eating.
Then the team of more than 400 people headed east.
Until evening, the team arrived at a canyon. Once they entered the canyon, they could see a piece of flat cultivated land.
It is autumn at this time, and there should be waves of wheat rolling in. Unfortunately, it rains continuously in August, and finally there is heavy frost, and dead wheat can still be seen in the cultivated fields.
Han Xi walked through three or four miles of cultivated land and soon saw the shadow of a village.
I saw a few streaks of smoke floating in the village, and it was obvious that someone was cooking in the village.
"Didn't you say there was no one?" Han Xi turned around and asked in confusion.
"General, when my subordinates entered the village to investigate, they did not see anyone." The Imperial Cavalry bowed and said.
Han Xi frowned, but still led a group of people into the village.
When a group of people entered the village, Han Xi walked into a courtyard with smoke coming from the kitchen: "Is there anyone in there? Is there anyone in there?"
Han Xi shouted several times, but when no one responded, he pushed open the wooden door of the courtyard.
"Creak~"
The rickety wooden door was pushed open by Han Xi, and entering was a somewhat messy farmyard.
The courtyard was empty, and firewood was scattered everywhere in the courtyard.
There is a main house and four adobe houses in the courtyard, and the stove is under a corner shed.
When I got to the stove, I could still see steaming pots, but no one was there.
Han Xi walked to the old and steaming earthen jar, reached out and opened it and took a look inside. There was a bunch of green and yellow leaves boiling inside. He didn't know what kind of plant it was.
But it's definitely not a wild vegetable.
"Look around to see if there is anyone else in the village." Han Xi ordered directly.
There's no way anyone could be seen while cooking something.
It is estimated that the group entered the village and alerted the villagers here, and then these villagers hid somewhere.
Han Xi sat on a rickety wooden chair and waited quietly, looking around the village.
It is about two or three miles from the beginning of the village to the end of the village. Judging from the number of houses, it should be enough for a group of people.
"Master, please spare your life, Master, please spare your life. Take whatever you like, don't hurt the lives of the boys." An old man was pushed into the courtyard by two villagers.
Han Xi looked the old man up and down. His eyes were sunken and black, and his whole body was so skinny that he looked very frightening.
"Where are the people in this village?" Han Xi asked expressionlessly.
"Village, everyone in the village has fled," the old man replied, kneeling on the ground.
Han Xi frowned: "Bring him a chair."
"Yes, the boss~~General." The Xiang Dang all changed their words at this time and called the imperial soldiers General.
A wooden block was quickly moved over.
The old man was trembling and did not dare to sit down. The last few villagers could only drag the old man to the wooden pillar.
The old man was very scared at this time.
"How many households were there in the village originally, how many people are still in the village now, and how much farmland is around it?" Han Xi asked several questions at once, like a household registration checker.
After asking, Han Xi looked at the old man expressionlessly.
The old man might be too nervous, so he didn't remember any of the questions he just asked. His calloused hands kept rubbing back and forth to relieve the tension in his heart.
Seeing the old man's lack of reply, the village party member next to him immediately slapped him and said, "Didn't you hear the general asking you?"
"I, I don't know." The old man stammered.
Seeing this, Han Xi stretched out his hand to stop the township party, and then asked in a calm tone: "How many households are there in the village?"
"Yes, there are eighty-six households." The old man answered Han Xi's question this time.
Then there were questions and answers between Han Xi and the old man, and they didn't stop until they smelled a burning smell.
At this time, Han Xi also understood the situation in the village.
The village originally had more than 120 households, with a population of about a thousand, making it a large village.
But over the years, droughts have continued, the government has continued to collect taxes, and poles have entered the village from time to time. The population of the village has gradually become sparse.
Until this year, a severe frost killed all the crops. Seeing that there was no food for the autumn harvest and was handed over to the government, most people in the village decided to go into the mountains to avoid taxes.
At this time, there were only a dozen households in the village with elderly and children who were unwilling to leave and stayed.
The cultivated land area outside the village is about ten hectares, which is one thousand acres, there are five hectares behind the village, and there are four hectares in the mountains.
A total of 1,900 acres of land.
Han Xi rubbed his chin and thought, it was a pity that the land was abandoned, but some potatoes and corn could be planted, which would be enough for more than 400 people to be self-reliant.
Thinking of this, Han Xi thought it was very good, so he said: "From now on, you will be the head of this village and part-time clan elder, and I am the second clan elder, you know?"
"This, how can this be done!" The old man waved his hand to refuse.
Han Xi looked over with a sharp look, and the old man immediately became silent.
While Han Xi was talking to the old man, almost all the hundreds of people left in the village were arrested.
Looking at the hundreds of villagers, all of whom were skinny, Han Xi waved his hand and said, "Give each of them a stick of corn."
"Ah! Why are you doing that, General!" Some township party members were immediately puzzled.
It would be good if we didn't rob these villagers of their things. Why are we still asking for food now?
"Why are you asking so many questions? Just do it if you are told." Han Xi said angrily.
"Oh!" The township party members reluctantly picked up a bag of corn from the cart and distributed it to the remaining villagers one by one.
A group of villagers were holding corn cobs and they all looked at me and me, not knowing what they were.
But it looks like it should be something edible.
