The thief of the fortress dominates the world

Chapter 87
The open space is full of people who are feasting, and everyone is doing the same thing, which is to swallow the food in their hands as quickly as possible, as if they will be snatched or taken back by others if they slow down.

These things are not too much, that is, they can fill their stomachs, so many people still lick the bottom of the bowl clean after eating, and put their fingers into their mouths to lick the remaining meat. I had no choice but to take out my fingers until my hands were covered with saliva, and then looked around to see if there were any leftovers.

Although these things are definitely commonplace in the eyes of wealthy people, they would not even look at them, let alone eat them.But in the eyes of these ragged people, it is an absolute delicacy. If you can eat every meal, you will be in heaven.

Therefore, after eating and licking, many people turned their eyes back to the porridge shed, staring at the millet porridge, flatbread, and wild vegetables in the pot, with longing expressions in their eyes, but the deterrent look of the stern-looking soldiers next to them But no one dared to do anything wrong.

Jiang Chuan had a panoramic view of all this, and was not surprised by the behavior of the crowd, because he also had a deep memory of hunger when he was a child.When I was young, my family was poor and there were several children. The steamed buns my mother often steamed were all black-faced buns.When the days are better, add some cornmeal to the black noodles to make yellow-faced buns, which my father jokingly calls military steamed buns.

Only during festivals or when important guests come to the house, my mother will use the only white noodles to steam some white flour steamed buns to entertain guests. The best dish is a plate of scrambled eggs.

When I was young, white flour steamed buns, golden and tender scrambled eggs, and clear rice porridge were the delicacies that Jiang Chuan decided to eat. I thought that if I could eat these every day, it would be heaven.

Although this kind of life did not last for a few years, the days got better and better, and the situation of not being able to eat enough food basically did not exist. You can also eat white noodles and steamed buns. Scrambled eggs are not rare, and white rice porridge is even more rare. He doesn't like to drink anymore, but the memory of hunger caused by poverty is deeply engraved in his soul, so even if life gets better later, he has grown up, can make money by himself, and will also make money for his family. The refrigerator is full of all kinds of food.

In this way, every time he opens the refrigerator and sees the food, he will feel at ease in his heart and feel very happy.

This is not only the memory of Jiang Chuan's family, even for this nation with the most brilliant and long-standing civilization in the world, the memory of hunger runs through the entire history of the nation.

Jiang Chuan knew that such hungry people abound, especially near the border.Maybe the people in the affluent areas in the south of the Yangtze River are better, but the people in most areas are just hanging on their lives.

According to what Jiang Chuan learned after he came to this world for more than a month, this world, like the late Ming and early Qing Dynasties in history, seems to have been caused by some kind of climate for years of drought. Many places in the Central Plains have suffered severe droughts, and the droughts have triggered locust plagues. Then it caused a large area of ​​crop production reduction, or even extinction, and no crops were harvested, and many people lost hope of living because of this.

And this is also the fundamental reason why there are bandits everywhere in the Ming Dynasty. If people can't survive, they will rebel, that's it.

So after seeing these people's deep desire for food, Jiang Chuan was not only a little proud because his strategy worked, but also a kind of sadness of sympathy for each other.

Jiang Chuan walked to the front step by step amidst the gazes of the crowd. His eyes scanned the crowd, and then fell on a thin and short boy in the middle.

"Is millet porridge delicious?"

Jiang Chuan's question made everyone focus their attention on this young man. The young man was obviously a little embarrassed.

Jiang Chuan slowly walked into the crowd again, and the crowd on both sides retreated one after another, making way for him, allowing him to walk all the way to the skinny boy.

"Little brother, let me ask you, is this millet porridge delicious?" Jiang Chuan squatted down, patted the boy on the shoulder and asked with a friendly smile.

"Well, it's delicious." The young man looked at Jiang Chuan and nodded weakly with courage.

"What about this pancake? Is it delicious? There are also wild vegetables, do you like it?" Jiang Chuan nodded and asked with a smile.

"The pancakes are delicious, and the wild vegetables are also delicious. I, I like them very much." The boy's voice finally became louder.

"Then do you still want to eat?" Jiang Chuan continued to ask.

"I think, of course I want to, I haven't eaten such a delicious thing for a long time. But I heard that each person can only eat once, so I dare not think about it." The young man muttered.

Jiang Chuan smiled and said, "If I tell you that you can eat these delicious foods every day in the future, would you believe me?"

The young man was taken aback, looked at Jiang Chuan, and finally hesitated for a long time, then shook his head and said: "I, I don't believe it, if you can eat such a good thing every day, it will not be a life for a god. Don't lie to me."

Jiang Chuan was silent, some of the extremely simple simple food and drink were actually enjoyed by gods every day in the eyes of these common people, this feeling really made people feel sad.

"Let me ask you, do you also want to eat these things every day and live a good life like a god?" Jiang Chuan stood up and suddenly asked loudly around.

The crowd looked at Jiang Chuan, some hesitated, some questioned, some struggled, but no one spoke.

These people who are used to suffering do not believe that such a good thing can happen to them. It is not bad to be able to eat a meal, and they can expect to eat this every day.

Scanning the gazes of the surrounding crowd, Jiang Chuan understood in his heart. After clapping his hands, two soldiers came up from the side. One of them was carrying a piece of wood as thick as a child's arm and about ten feet long. The soldier held a basin in his hand, and on the basin was a shining silver ingot, which was a large silver ingot worth twelve taels.

"Everyone, I know that none of you believe that you will be able to eat as good food as you just ate every day in the future, and think that it is absolutely impossible for the pie to fall from the sky. Then let me tell you, there is nothing wrong in this world. possible things.

I, Jiang Chuan, am a Han Chinese, a real Han Chinese.What am I doing here?I came here to save you, so that you will no longer have to suffer from hunger, no longer need to sleep in the open, no longer have to worry about being driven to the battlefield to serve as cannon fodder for the Tartars at any time, and you will no longer be slaves to the Tartars for generations. Cattle and horses, so that you can live a life like a human again like other Han people, and you can eat good things like just now, or even better things than that.

You can eat meat once every three days, drink wine once every five days, and have spare money to make new clothes for yourself and your wife, and buy a gold earring for your mother during the New Year.It is even possible to build a big green brick house for the family. It will not rain in summer, and it will not be frozen by snow in winter. The wives and children are comfortable and lively all year round. How many dolls you want to have, and you don't have to worry about having too many dolls to support.When male dolls grow up, everyone can marry a wife, and when female dolls grow up, everyone can marry a good husband's family.When you are old, you can hold a grandson happily, and you will not live in vain in this life.Haven't you ever thought about such a day?Don't you want to live a day like this? "

Jiang Chuan's passionate and high-pitched voice echoed in the air and flew into everyone's ears. The desire for food in their eyes gradually disappeared, replaced by a yearning and fantasy for the beautiful life Jiang Chuan described.

Jiang Chuan had participated in speech competitions when he was in college, and even the speeches had to pay attention to the gradual progression of emotions, so his rhythm was well grasped, and the content was also very grounded.

For these people, the righteousness of the family and the country is nonsense. The so-called honesty and etiquette, if you can't eat enough, you tell people to love the motherland, isn't that nonsense.Only when people are fed can they talk about other things. This is the reason why the economic base determines the superstructure.

As a child from a poor family, Jiang Chuan naturally understood what the common people wanted most, so the content of the beautiful life he described quickly aroused the emotional resonance of the crowd present, and many people trembled a little.

Following Jiang Chuan's questioning of the last sentence, many people couldn't help but clenched their hands tightly.

Who doesn't want to live a good life, who has a good life but is willing to be slaves, cows, horses, and cannon fodder?
Jiang Chuan's words not only hurt the most painful places in the hearts of the people, but also gave them a bright future to look forward to, and then touched the already numb thinking of the people and made them start to think.

"My lord, then, how can we live the kind of good life you said?" Finally someone said what Jiang Chuan wanted to hear.

When Jiang Chuan saw that it was the young man who asked the question just now, he was overjoyed, but his face was serious. He patted his chest, and the armor on his body slapped, with a very confident and unquestionable expression. He said loudly: "I, Jiang Chuan, as long as you follow me, I can let you live such a good life, and it won't take long. Do you believe me?"

Jiang Chuan didn't get an answer to his last question. Although the crowd was moved, they still couldn't believe that this young man who suddenly killed Liaoyang City today could allow them to live such a good life.

Although Jiang Chuan was a little disappointed, but fortunately there are backup measures. He pointed to the one-foot-long log behind him and said loudly to the crowd again: "Have you seen this log? As long as someone can remove this log from the Carry it here to the north gate, and I will reward him with a large silver ingot of ten taels on the spot. The silver ingot is here, everyone can take a good look at it, it is a full official silver ingot."

When everyone heard this, their eyes turned to the log and the big silver ingot shining with silver light, and many people's breathing became short of breath.

　The first update arrives.Everyone should have noticed that Mr. Jiang used the historical stalk of "standing wood is believing".You are very smart, I know you can't hide it.So you smart people cast a few more votes to crush me.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)