'Let's bet on whether they will give us more arrows! '
Liang Chuan looked at Nong Yao with a smile, but he didn't expect this guy to respond in a very stupid way: "Then I guess they will make it!" '
Nong Yao laughed and looked at Liang Chuan with a frustrated look on his face. Later, Liang Chuan scolded: "That's not necessarily true. They dare to give us food, but they may not dare to give us arrows!" '
Nong Yao didn't understand the rules here, and he felt sorry for the pheasants.
'Then why do you let them make arrows? '
'Let's retreat first, I'll tell you on the way! '
Tens of thousands of kilograms of grain were looted in Wuding, which was enough to keep these people from going hungry for several months! With food in hand, everyone’s face showed a smile that was happier than grabbing money!
The Nong people have a calculation in their minds. Even if they get the money, they will just buy more food so that they can have food and clothing for the rest of their lives. In a place like Guangnan, there is no place for them to squander the money. The only function is to make money. To fill their bellies, the real reassurance for them is food.
The people from Wuding handed over not only rice but also meat, bacon, dried fish and the meat of newly hunted wild animals that the Guangnan people liked. They paid for the food by the scale and paid a lot.
Although everyone knows that meat is good, it is not as popular as millet in South Vietnam. To eat a meal of meat, you need to buy a lot of things to go with it, and you have to buy a lot of seasonings. With all this energy, it is better to eat a bowl of rice. really.
Eating meat should be reserved for the Chinese New Year. Like Guangnan people, it is not available every day. Instead of leaving the meat at home to get moldy, it is better to hand over the meat. Most people hand over the meat and it will not hurt the family. With strong muscles and bones, life can still go on, but there is no delicious meal during the New Year!
After leaving Wu Ding, Liang Chuan deliberately took these people to the east. There were more people in the east, so he was not worried.
Because what was supposed to come has been coming for a long time, but it has never come, which shows that these people in South Vietnam are really bad! Regardless of whether they can't find themselves or they dare not take care of themselves, it shows that these South Vietnamese are also the work of foreign powers!
The more they give in, the more greedy they become! The blood debt has been owed, and no one can look back!
Further east from Wuding, there is Fuliangfu, the most affluent small town in northern Vietnam.
This Fuliang Mansion is also Liang Chuan's next target. So far, this is the largest town that Liangchuan has encountered. According to the earliest clues provided by Ruan Zhong and others, there are not only more than 50,000 permanent residents here, but also more than 1,000 troops stationed here. However, the governor here is not a good bird. Corruption and bribery are all crimes. There are tens of thousands of acres of fertile farmland outside the city. The harvest has just been completed. There should be a lot of grain in storage, and the people will also have a lot of grain in their hands. It is a good target.
There were still fifty miles away from Fuliang, so Liang Chuan settled on a hilltop.
Stove fires have already been lit on the mountain top, but everyone is using dry firewood. The rainy season has not yet come, so everything is very dry. The fireworks of the rebellion are not very big and will not attract the attention of outsiders.
As soon as Liang Chuan sat down, Lao Mazi and Uncle Bi Mao brought over a jar of wine. The outside of the pottery jar was covered with dust, and the sealing mud on it seemed to be a bit old.
"Try this wine Di Qing. Drinking some wine will relieve your fatigue. You have been tired from going up and down the mountains these days!" '
Liang Chuan saw the Nong people digging holes in the ground to make earthen stoves everywhere. They dug a hole in the soil, then piled stones on the left and right, and placed the small pots they brought with them on top. The Nong people had nothing to do when they went out. If I didn’t bring it, I would just have a bow, a knife, and a bamboo basket with a pot underneath to prevent things from leaking!
As for tableware, just cut some bamboo tubes or branches from the mountain, then you can eat, and just throw them away after eating. Efficiency is the priority, just eat enough, and everything else is secondary!
'Brothers, don't be in a hurry to eat, and try to see if there is any problem with these grains, wine and meat first! '
Nose Hair, a trap glutton, had already tried it before, and said to Liang Chuan, "I've caught a few rabbits and tried it, no problem!" '
They also knew that the enemy might poison the food, so they had to guard against it!
'As long as you are here, everything will be considered carefully! '
Lao Mazi also said: "I'm not going to lie to you, we have done similar things before, but those were all in the early years. At that time, Guangnan was also in chaos, and everyone was grabbing here and there. The big fish ate the small fish. The strong eats the weak, so I can't blame others for being ruthless, and I have suffered such losses. Others have poisoned other people's things, and they have harmed many brothers! '
'I've been worried that if you use a knife to attack the people of South Vietnam, you will have a grudge in your heart, and many people will not be able to take this step! '
'Can't make a move? '
Lao Mazi spit on the ground and cursed bitterly: "Do you think these South Vietnamese are good birds?" I don’t know about other places, but we Guangyuan people have suffered greatly from it! '
Lao Mazi and Uncle Bi Mao handed over a piece of bamboo tube. There were no cups or bowls, so they could only eat wine like this.
The wine-making technology of South Vietnam is obviously not as good as that of the Song people in the north. This wine seems to have been sealed for many years, but when it is opened, there is still a choking smell, and the body of the wine is not very pure.
'Have you tried this wine? '
Liang Chuan asked carefully.
'I've looked at the sealing mud, and there's no sign of damage. If there's any damage, the smell of alcohol would come out. I've looked at it, but it's not there. You can drink it! '
Uncle Nose Mao said.
After hearing what he said, Liang Chuan no longer had any scruples. He scooped up a tube himself and then drank it all in one gulp!
The two of them were very happy to see it, and they also drank the wine!
Wine is the hardest thing to carry around. It’s bulky and useless. It can only be used to its full potential when you’re exhausted. Eat a little and your body will feel refreshed and you won’t feel tired!
Liang Chuan also expected that the South Vietnamese did not dare to poison the food. They might succeed, but at most they would only be able to poison a few Nong people, and what they would get in return would definitely be revenge like heavy rain and fierce wind! No matter how courageous the common people are, no one dares to do this. The official Li Zheng looks like a good guy at first glance, and it is impossible for him to make such a big noise!
'Good wine! 'Liang Chuan didn't like this kind of wine, but a good word came out of Lao Mazi's mouth!
Nong Yao also came over and took a sip. As soon as it reached his mouth, he spat it out and cursed: "It looks like horse urine. Can you drink this?" '
Nong Yao originally opened a restaurant in Qiyuan Prefecture. He had never seen any good wine or ingredients. He knew the quality as soon as he drank it. Naturally, he looked down on this southern barbarian's local roast.
Several people were not angry when they saw Nong Yao's reaction. Instead, they said happily: "You have a lot of wine, so you should drink less!" '
Nong Yao glared at the old man, his throat trembled, and he swallowed all the wine. He was not as knowledgeable as the old pockmarked man!
Even if the wine is not good, I will still drink it! Do not conflict!
The bamboo tube looked small, but after a few scoops, more than half of it was gone. Liang Chuan drank this local roasted wine that had a strong but not high alcohol taste, but it was not satisfying. It was even worse than beer!
Lao Mazi drank a few cans, and his face was already a bit drunk. He was still not satisfied, and kept putting one can into his mouth. As expected, Nongren's obsession with wine was not a reason.
'I was only eight years old when my mother-in-law died. At eight years old, she was about the same age as Ah Yue. She was kidnapped by the South Vietnamese. I don't know how she died. I didn't even see her body! '
When the old man thought of the most painful past events in his heart, tears flowed from his tear ducts that he thought were dry!
Wow, like a child, telling the biggest injustice in this life!
All babies in the world have mothers, but he doesn’t!
Liang Chuan wanted to comfort this old guy, but he realized that his words were so feeble!
'You said we don't dare to take action. Which of our families does not have the blood debt of the South Vietnamese? '
'For as long as we can remember, we have fought with the South Vietnamese dozens of times every year. The older ones lost their lives, the younger ones were disabled, and there was nothing to do with the South Vietnamese government. It was just the good deeds of these South Vietnamese civilians! They are just a group of robbers. They treat Guangnan as their own home when they are short of food and clothing. They rob us when they come. If they can't rob us, they kill and set fire to us! '
Old Mazi was not drunk, and only when he was drunk would he say these words that were so deep in his heart that he was about to carry them to the coffin!
How unforgettable it would be if you could never forget something for the rest of your life. How cruel would your smile be if you took the mother away from her child?
'It's not just me, your uncle, your aunt, any of your family members don't have a blood feud with these southern barbarians! They are thieves when they pick up a knife, and they become common people when they put down their traps. How can they be innocent? You, Di Qing, are the only ones who are brave enough to take us around and let them taste the taste of human fish meat! '
Liang Chuan glanced at everyone, and then looked at Old Mazi. This old man had lived his whole life without much success. If nothing unexpected happened, before he met Liang Chuan, he might have died somewhere in the mountains, or at the hands of the South Vietnamese. If you had a better life, you might be able to die a good death.
Many people are the same as him. No one thought that they would dare to go like this today!
This life is considered worthwhile, and it is not a useless life.
The nature of the South Vietnamese has always been to be aggressive, and they will not let go of any opportunity to take advantage! But for the Song Dynasty, the actions of these jumpers did not harm their core interests at all, so they naturally dared to ignore them. Even in order to please their little neighbor to the south, they would extend their provocation to their own people. How much It’s been a year, and we have to eat the bitter fruit! Those who are wronged are all our own people!
'Don't just drink, eat something too, otherwise you'll be drunk in a short while! '
Liang Chuan wanted to persuade this old brother, but Lao Mazi smiled and rejected Liang Chuan's kindness: "I can't get drunk, I can't get drunk, it won't happen!" '
'We have lived enough, and we have lived enough. This life is not in vain, be strong! It can be regarded as a favor for our ancestors! Let's go this time and let South Vietnam have a taste of the destruction of their families and see if they dare to go to our territory in the future! '
Liang Chuan took a long breath and finally let out the breath he was holding in his chest. He was no longer burdened!
'Then I'll be relieved! '
Some people died, but not completely...
