According to Xu Mu's request, five horsemen drove their cars and arrived on time early the next morning.
Xu Mu walked out of the room with a look of relief on his face.
He was originally worried that someone might think it was too risky and abandon the burden.
Fortunately, they are all good guys.
"Si Hu, give me a mandarin jacket."
Si Hu pursed his lips and handed out five new coats one by one to the five horsemen.
"I know some words... Dongjia, this says Xu family, Xu family——"
"Xujiafang." Xu Mu smiled and said, "I will go to the Yamen to notarize it when I have time. From today on, you are all from Xujiafang."
"My boss, this is so kind! The fabric of this coat is pretty good."
Of course it's good. The fabric of this coat cost at least one tael of silver. After traveling through time, Xu Mu understands the importance of a team. Only when the team is unified can we get twice the result with half the effort.
"Master, what are we going to do later?" The leader, a bald man wearing a coat, asked seriously.
Xu Mu remembered that this big man seemed to be called Chen Sheng, and he was vaguely the leader of several horsemen.
"Chen Sheng, ask the brothers to bring enough dry food for two days and whistle sticks, and follow me out of the city in half an hour."
"Leave, leave the city?" Chen Sheng looked shocked. You must know that there are hundreds of thousands of refugees starving to death outside Wangzhou City.
"Master, what are you going to do when you leave the city?"
"Gather grain and make wine."
Xu Mu has already inquired about other large old wine shops that have to go out of the city to collect grain. After all, the entire Wangzhou City is surrounded by refugees, so there is no way to collect excess grain.
If you want to collect, you can only leave the city.
Outside Wangzhou City, there are many villages and towns further away, which more or less have grain reserves.
Fifty jars of private wine in Fugui Restaurant would require about 300 kilograms of grain. Moreover, Xu Mu's goal was not just a Fugui Restaurant.
This is why he paid a lot of money to hire a coachman.
"We all listen to our boss!"
Xu Mu nodded and was about to walk out of the courtyard, but suddenly remembered something and looked back.
The maid's wife Jiang Caiwei stood in the middle of the courtyard, her expression full of worry.
"When you are at home at night, remember to close the house. If a thief breaks into the house, run to the alley at the back and go to the government office." After hesitating, Xu Mu spoke.
"The slave family remembers...Xu Lang, wait."
Jiang Caiwei suddenly became anxious, hurried back to the house, took out a small porcelain bottle, and ran to Xu Mu in a hurry.
"The one I bought earlier was a hemostatic ointment. Please be careful if you are a small business owner."
"You also remember what I said."
"Don't worry, Xu Lang, the slave family will definitely remember it."
Xu Mu turned around silently and got on Chen Sheng's carriage.
Far away from the yard, he finally dared to raise his head and look at the little maid wife in the yard.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Caiwei kept her head raised and her eyes followed the carriage away.
As soon as their eyes met, Xu Mu quickly turned his face and sat upright.
"My boss, if you are worried about my sister-in-law, you can ask my wife to come over and stay with you for the night." Chen Sheng, who was driving a carriage, suddenly said.
"Let's talk about it later." Xu Mu sighed deeply. He found that the knot tied to Jiang Caiwei seemed to be getting tighter and tighter.
"Master, sit tight."
"Out of town--"
The five carriages moved very fast, and within a short time they drove out of the south gate of Wangzhou City.
…
"My boss, they are all corpses." After driving four or five miles from the city gate, the scene in front of them became more and more shocking.
Xu Mu originally thought that not many refugees from the north gate would go around to the south gate. After all, the distance of half a city was extremely difficult for the refugees.
But he thought wrong. I don't know when, more and more refugees were already piled up outside the south gate.
Along the way, almost all the trees near the official road had their bark peeled off and their green leaves peeled off.
From time to time, refugees starved to death and were hastily buried in mud pits. Some of the mud pits were opened by rainwater, revealing black and swollen corpses.
On the corpse, some clean limbs still had shallow tooth marks.
The five carriages stopped slowly until the sky grew dark.
"Master, don't bury it. We can't finish it, and we won't be able to finish it until dark."
Xu Mu stopped his hand and stood in front of a piece of new soil, his expression silent for a long time.
Before traveling through time, he thought that "it was a drought in the south of the Yangtze River and people in Quzhou were cannibals" was just an exaggeration by poets. But now that he has seen it with his own eyes, he knows that it will really happen.
Assuming that he traveled through time with a domineering emperor, he might be able to cheer up Chao Gang, but he was just a stickman, a Daji stickman who was rotten in the mud, and could do nothing.
"Hang up the lantern and set off." Xu Mu's voice was cold.
"If you tell me the boss, hang up the lantern and tighten the reins." Chen Sheng turned around and shouted to the back.
The lantern hung on the horse's neck, revealing puddles of brightness in the dim night.
"Call sign——"
"Master Tiangong is sitting in front of the hall."
"Call me at midnight to carry the Immortal."
"The whole city is filled with clouds and smoke."
"I rode an old horse through the world."
"Ho ho ho!"
The five driver drivers, with their wanton shouts, broke through the increasingly dead darkness, and hurried towards the front.
Xu Mu turned his eyes, feeling an indescribable discomfort in his heart, which became heavier and heavier, until his chest was suffocated.
…
"Master, we're here." Chen Sheng reined in the reins and spoke in a low voice. He could see that Xu Mu's face looked a little bad.
"Get off the carriage." After dispelling the emotions in his mind, Xu Mu calmed down and jumped out of the carriage first.
The town in front of them is called Zhougong Town, which is nearly fifty miles away from Wangzhou City.
Since it was night, looking from a distance, scattered lights were scattered everywhere randomly like stars.
After showing the tooth tag and some broken silver, the few big soldiers guarding the city entrance laughed and allowed Xu Mu and others to enter the city.
"My boss, I have been here before. There is a small inn not far from the city gate." Chen Sheng approached in a few steps.
"Put the carriage at the post entrance. Remember to bring your whistle stick with you."
Xu Mu was still worried after all, especially after leaving the city and seeing the miserable conditions of hundreds of thousands of refugees, this feeling became even stronger.
But there is no other way. He wants to make money by making private wine, so collecting food is an essential step.
"Chen Sheng, tell the brothers that they will take turns on guard duty every night when they go to bed, every two hours."
In this age of the jungle, there are only two choices, one is to be a hunting beast, and the other is to be a little white rabbit hiding in a tree hole.
Xu Mu didn't want to be a rabbit, so he could only try his best to live like a beast that others would not dare to attack easily.
