Villager of Daming

Chapter 1244 Harmonious Labor and Feast

The fish were cleaned and thrown into the pot, the shrimps were taken out separately, and the turtle was even better. It could be eaten by sick people to nourish their bodies.

"Why aren't they cleaning up the fish by the river? Are they afraid we'll fight? If we don't fight, we won't be able to win."

The man who helped to pull the planks asked the captives if he thought it would be most convenient to clean up the fish near the river.

"No, the river water is full of everything after the rain. It's too dirty. The water is not clean. If you drink it, you will get sick. The silt at the bottom of the river has been washed up.

There are also things in the soil on the mountain, bugs, dead leaves, and all sorts of mess.

It's disgusting to wash with that water. Even though I know that cooking can remove the bad parts, I still need to clarify it first. What a hassle!"

The prisoner shook his head. He had seen the river water just now. If there was nothing to eat, the fish would not want it.

"They don't drink water from the river, but from the brook? Isn't that the same thing?"

Another person who was helping thought about it and it seemed that there were only these two types of water, unless there were bubbles somewhere, which one was dirtier.

"We dug a well and pumped water to drink. Didn't you use firewood to dry it yourself? How long have you been drinking raw water?" the prisoner answered and asked again.

"How do you dig a well? Dig it? Dig it on a rainy day? Won't it be dirty after digging?
The firewood has been burning for the past two days. I ate raw fish yesterday and felt like vomiting, but I held it in. Many people have diarrhea.

I don’t know if it was from the food or the river water, but I knew I couldn’t hold on any longer.

How can we fight a war without food? Today we plan to catch some fish and cook them. I’ve been adding firewood. Fortunately, the rain has stopped.

They don’t want to fight anymore, right? I don’t want to fight anymore either. I have no food to eat now. When I run, I just want to escape. Things… ah…”

“I heard that the Ming army is waiting for the governor to surrender, no, to submit.

The Ming army did not want to kill too many people. At the moment, the Ming Dynasty was short of manpower and there was endless work to be done everywhere.

Only with people can we plant more land and harvest more food. People are better than animals.

Look, they dug a well with a pump, and the road on the other side of the river was actually impassable, so they sent people to cross the river from upstream and completed the reunion.”

As everyone was talking, a place for cleaning fish appeared in front of them.

Many people were killing fish, cleaning shrimps and processing turtles there.

With a buzzing sound, water was pumped out and the ingredients were washed over and over again.

"Turtle blood is a great tonic! Are you just going to throw it away like that?"

A helping Yuan soldier looked at the place where the turtle was killed and drained all the blood, licked his lips, feeling it was a pity.

"There isn't enough strong liquor to use, and the gallbladder is not needed. It's not very useful. There are other better ones.

The meat will be cooked in a high-pressure cylinder and made into soup, which will be given to people with weak bodies.

You've come just in time. I can prepare the fish for you at noon, and you'll have other food in the morning."

A palace maid holding an umbrella came over, heard them talking, and made some arrangements.

Those who don't come to help will naturally not have breakfast, so they can wait until noon to eat! One meal a day is enough, and there is no war.

When the people who were helping saw the palace maids, their eyes lit up and they thought they were pretty. Then they heard that there was food to eat, and eating was more important. Pretty girls wouldn’t satisfy your hunger!

"Let's go, make another trip, and come back for dinner."

The prisoners next to him were afraid that their comrades would behave inappropriately, so they reminded them to eat.
"Okay, okay, let's go!" The man agreed and the others nodded.

After catching another big fish, the people who helped finally had a hot meal, and their eyes were filled with tears!
The only thing they ate was their fried noodles, which the Ming army didn't like and despised.

Steamed together with spicy wild grass, this is what people in Shaanxi ate during the natural disaster during the time of Zhu Wentian. It was called wheat rice and it was not tasty at all.

I had to eat it that way when I had no other choice. Later, there was too much oil in it, and I felt that wheat rice was more delicious instead. This was especially true for older people, who would eat it once in a while.

The Yuan soldiers were not picky and ate with gusto, drinking the freshly cooked fish soup and eating pickled vegetables.

They lacked everything, carbohydrates and salt, and most importantly, hot meals. It was raining outside the makeshift shed! The humidity was heavy and uncomfortable!
... "If you say dig a well, dig a well and stew fish for us at noon, ah~!"

Nahachu got the news, and someone swam over to report to him what was happening over there.

Therefore, he was very conflicted, feeling that it was too fast. The other party should first send someone over to talk and give conditions, and then he could try to get more benefits.

Giving something suddenly now makes it hard for people to...

Nahachu wanted to walk around and chat first, then hold hands, and then... finally...

This is obviously coming up...

"Wait a little longer. They should send someone to find us and promise us a promotion. When that happens, we should first refuse. We don't want such a high position. If they send someone again to offer us a promotion, we will refuse again. When they send someone the third time, we will agree."

Nahachu's sister Gegehaji touched her stomach and heard it rumbling. She was hungry.

If she was hungry, she would eat secretly, and her sister-in-law would be there, and they would eat together, including the maid.

Today she was waiting for food to be delivered by the Ming army, and she would eat in the morning, not at noon.

But why hasn't it come yet? You should send it! Show your sincerity, so that you can be moved and cooperate to complete the ceremony.

"Why don't you eat something first? They probably haven't thought of sending us anything. It'll be fine if they can send it at noon."

Nahachu couldn't eat by himself. He ate last night, but others didn't get the same treatment as him. Now he wanted to show off and share the hardships with the soldiers.

"Impossible, they wouldn't do that. They're just delivering a meal." Gegehaji didn't believe it.

As soon as she finished speaking, a messenger came running over and said, "Sir, Liu Sheng has sent someone to deliver food. They are waiting on the shore."

"Quick, quick, quick, call... please... call him over."

When Nahachu heard that food was coming, he organized his words.

Not long after, a group of palace maids and eunuchs came over, carrying many food boxes.

Even though it was done in Liu Sheng's name, it was actually staff from the Prince's Palace, and the work was naturally made by Xiaqiao Village.

The four princes each had their own fiefdoms and had no control over the affairs here. Xu Da was also an official of the Peking Province.

Only Xiaqiu Village has a special status, but when they come to the fore, they seem to suppress the princes.

Then the most suitable person would be Liu Sheng's name. Once it is confirmed that Nahachu will surrender, a telegram will be sent from the imperial city to designate someone to handle this matter.

Nahachu understood this point. He was very excited at the moment. The princes had given him a way out. Even if the food didn't taste good, he had to eat it and he couldn't even test for poison.

Food boxes were laid out, filled with a lot of stuff.

The first thing put on the table is kimchi, Sichuan kimchi, not the spicy cabbage kind. Sichuan kimchi is good for stimulating the appetite.

In addition to more than ten kinds of kimchi, there are also cold dish platters, vegetarian platters, meat platters, dessert platters, and sweet ones such as rice cake and mung bean cake, which are the eight Beijing delicacies.

Add dried and preserved fruits, wild fruits that can be found in the mountains, and canned fruits.

The roast duck was served and someone gave a slice of meat.

The alcoholic beverages include rice wine, white wine, grape wine and beer.

A stove was also brought along to prepare duck bone soup.

These things filled a table that was five meters long and three meters wide.

"Nahachu, the team is in a hurry and has no time to prepare exquisite food. We can only have simple meals. I hope you can forgive me!"

The leading eunuch spoke up, looking as if he was particularly embarrassed for not bringing you anything more delicious.

(End of this chapter)