After dressing as a superb old woman, I am bound to the power system

Qiao Lan has a good impression of the straightforward Zhang Shuanglin family. In comparison, the other people's senses are somewhat inferior.

Especially the strong men in the convoy who had bought food from their house before.

The man's surname was Hu, and Qiao Lan only learned his surname after hearing the women who were traveling with him argue.

After passing Qinghe Town, we met other refugees along the way, and everyone's vigilance relaxed a lot. Then they heard the woman shouting in a high-pitched voice, "Hu Da, I worked hard to escape with you...

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"...Hu Da, you heartless man!"

Such words were followed by men's roars and occasionally children's cries.

I heard the children of the Duan family trembling.

Qiao Lan would comfort the children at this time and tell them about things in the south to distract them.

All in all, Qiao Lan had a bad impression of this group of people.

As for the other families in the team, good or bad, we occasionally chatted with each other, and they all escaped from the north to make a living.

After passing Qinghe Town, there were more and more people on the road. Qiao Lan saw many carriages dragging families with their families to the south.

Maybe the Zhuo River has isolated most of the poor people, and people traveling with it look much more distinguished.

There are also large families with groups of servants, hundreds of people in a long procession, driving gorgeous and spacious carriages.

The Duan family is inconspicuous in such a driveway.

After walking for three or two days, there were more and more villages on the roadside. Qiao Lan looked at the children in the car and thought about her nine-month-old granddaughter. It was relatively safe now, so she wanted to give the child something else to eat.

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He asked Duan Mingchen to go to the farmer's house on the roadside and ask if there were any eggs for sale. He would buy a few and bring them back to supplement protein for the children at home.

I was shocked by this question. One egg costs thirteen cents.

How could it be? Eggs in the capital only cost a penny each!

"Mom, I also asked about the price of food, and it has now risen to eighty cents per pound." Duan Mingchen frowned.

Maybe Luosha Town is really stable. I don't know about the chaos outside. Food only costs a dozen coins.

Qiao Lan sighed and weighed the money in his pocket, "Well, let's forget it."

"Mom, maybe it will be better when we get to the city." Duan Mingchen said.

Qiao Lan nodded, but she didn't agree with it in her heart.

The turmoil in the dynasty will first affect the price of food. I don’t know when this chaos will stop. In the future, food prices will become more and more expensive. Where is the bargain?

It may not be cheaper if you go to the city. With so many people at home, you have to save money.

There was no need to rush on the road now. In the afternoon, as they approached the wasteland plain near the water, Qiao Lan called her family to stop early.

"I see there are a lot of purslane here. I can pick some to feed the horses, or make pancakes to eat. This will save some food at home," Qiao Lan said.

Everyone in the Duan family nodded, they must save food.

Walking to the spacious road, many of the people who came from Menghulin with the Duan family had left, but He Feng and Yu Zhao were still there.

Others heard Qiao Lan say that the wild vegetables on the roadside were edible, so they thought about picking some.

The group stopped under a tree by the river, took out pots or baskets from their homes, and picked them by hand if they didn't have sickles or hoes.

Perhaps it was the peak season of purslane, and clusters of purslane were growing happily in the fields. After a while, the Duan family picked a large pot.

It's not just the Duan family's daughters-in-law who are taking action, men, women, old and young are also taking part in the battle.

He Feng on the side also sent his men to help. At the end of the picking, he picked five or six buckets of purslane and piled the buckets high.

Occasionally, when a passing carriage hears the commotion on the roadside, they will open the curtain to take a look and take a look at the commotion. When they find someone picking wild vegetables, they will lower the curtain with contempt.

In this world, there is a distinction between high and low. The nobles with fine clothes and fine food mostly look down on the common people who pick wild vegetables to satisfy their hunger.

Not only Duan's family was picking wild vegetables, but also people with their families watched them picking wild vegetables and joined their base camp.

I don’t know what this world will be like tomorrow. Don’t eat food that grows on the roadside in vain.

Qiao Lan saw that he had almost picked it and it was getting dark, so he called out.

Chen Shu sent the purslane picked by his group to Qiao Lan, "Old Madam, there is no one in our fleet who can do this, so the young master asked me to send these over to you, Old Madam.

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He Feng meant to give it all to Qiao Lan and leave it to her to deal with.

Qiao Lan was obviously wrong. She thought that no one in Mr. He's team knew how to cook purslane, so she sent it over for her to help with. "It's a small matter, Mr. He will eat it later."

Purslane is simple to make, just wash and chop it, mix it with dough and flour, and steam it in a pot.

Pick a few wild onions on the roadside, mash them, add vinegar and salt, and eat them!

Two pots were burning at home. The Duan family's daughter-in-law made the dishes so big that she could only cook seven or eight in one pot. The first two pots were given to He Feng and others by Qiao Lan.

They were very helpful!

It takes no effort to steam this stuff, and it will be cooked in a short time.

It didn’t take long for the Duan family to also eat vegetable dumplings.

"Wash your hands before eating!" Qiao Lan shouted.

The children washed their hands obediently. Duan Mingjing came back with a bundle of firewood. Hearing his mother's shouts, he followed and washed his hands.

Kaixin picked up the last vegetable dumpling in the pot and said, "Hufufu...it's so hot." Duan Mingjing blew in quickly, but didn't dare to put it down. Now that food is precious, we can't throw it away.

Mrs. Shang immediately picked up the plate next to her and handed it to her husband, "Don't worry, there are bowls and chopsticks!"

Duan Mingjing threw the vegetable dumplings on the plate, took the bowl and chopsticks and quietly glanced at his brothers not far away. He was the first to come back, and his brothers were still behind.

Working by yourself is the fastest!

Duan Mingjing thought of this and took a mouthful of vegetable dumplings.

After entering the mouth, a strange sour taste spreads in the mouth? It's like the taste of grass!

Bah bah! What he eats is grass!

Although this food doesn't taste good, it is food after all. Duan Mingjing ate it in small bites. He comforted himself in his heart that this is good stuff, this is good stuff!

The children were given straw dumplings, which were very fresh.

Duan Yutao took a bite and said doubtfully, "Grandma, if I eat the grass that the horse eats, will I grow as tall as the horse?"

Duan Mingjing choked up immediately after hearing these words. Who can he compare with? But he should compare with animals?

The son is an animal, what is he?

Duan Mingjing felt like veins were popping up on his forehead when he heard this. This kid was becoming more and more unruly and spoke indiscriminately! He would definitely teach him a lesson when he returned to his hometown!

Qiao Lan responded to her grandson's childish words, "Eat well and move more, and you will grow taller!"

Hearing this, Duan Yutao worked even harder to eat!

He Feng looked at the grass dumplings on the plate and his thoughts drifted away. Many years ago, someone said in his ear, that rough and familiar man's voice, "You can't eat this and you can't eat that! It's really precious! You, me, and I were eating grass outside the Great Wall."

How could you give birth to a thing like you if you don’t have anything to chew on? Alas! Turtle eggs.”