Don't panic when fleeing famine, the boss of the last days holds a space artifact

Chapter 9 Arriving at Lecheng

"Here, here's this for you!" Jiang Nan said, handing over two balls of withered grass.

It's really dry grass, it's all black...

"Is this edible?" He Tiantian looked at him in surprise.

Jiang Nan looked a little shy, "This is called Nine Deaths Resurrection Herb, it has the effect of stopping bleeding and astringing."

Well, He Tiantian chose to believe this little Chinese medicine doctor, "Then I will take it."

After taking a bite, she frowned, "It's so bitter..."

"Drink some water first and make do with it. When we get to Lecheng, I'll buy you some candy."

He Tiantian didn't notice his coaxing expression at all, but said: "Is there anyone selling things in Lecheng?"

"There should be, I hope there is..." Jiang Nan looked at the east in the distance.

The drought is definitely not a small area. Lecheng and Guoshan Town are not far away, and the situation is definitely not much better.

I just hope that everyone can replenish their food and water so that they can continue on their way.

The puddles from last night had been scooped out by them, and the mud underneath had solidified into hard lumps. The group of people were on the road again, covered with stars and moon.

No one in the Jiang family discovered that Jiang Yin was missing until the team passed by the dried up puddle. Jinfeng stumbled and shouted: "Human! There is a dead person!"

Everyone glanced at it numbly, but they all hurried on silently. After all, it was normal for a few people to die while escaping.

But the next moment, Jin Feng shouted again: "Oh!"

It turned out that the "dead man" suddenly came to life and grabbed her ankle.

"Water...water..." Jiang Yin said weakly.

Only then did Jiang Shi realize that his unlucky second son had a face covered in mud, like a clay figure...

"You bastard! If you're not dead, hurry up and leave!" Jiang Shi said as he handed him the bamboo tube.

After all, he is his son, and he cannot just watch him die.

Lecheng.

There were many officers and soldiers on the street, but no people were seen. There were a few shops open, but they were empty.

Zhenyuan Houfu.

Singing and dancing, chickens, ducks and wine.

The Marquis of Zhen Yuan stood high above, looking at the dancer below, but his brows were still furrowed.

"Stop jumping! Get down!" He suddenly swept the cup out of his hand, and the wine spilled on the floor.

The dancers hurriedly retreated, and a charming woman in the lead slowly stepped forward and poured wine for him again. While helping him calm down, she said softly: "Master Hou, please calm down. There are natural and man-made disasters. This is nothing you can control."

…”

"I am not doing this for the victims of the disaster," said Zhenyuan Hou, holding Hongyue on his lap and playing with her fat hands, "What does the disaster have to do with me? Anyway, I am still dressed in fine clothes and delicious food, I am just the Holy One's

There are only three months left before my birthday, but I still haven’t found a suitable treasure to donate!”

"Recently, haven't there been a lot of victims coming in to pawn off things? Isn't there anything outstanding?" Hongyue leaned on his arms and spoke softly.

"They are all gold and silver objects, how can they be in the eyes of the Holy Emperor! The most impressive thing is the jar collected two days ago. It was from the Guangyuan period and must have been more than 800 years ago..."

"Oh my god!" Hongyue said with a surprised look on her face, "The Holy One has always liked strange things. These eight hundred-year-old antiques should be able to catch his eye..."

"Alas!" Marquis Zhenyuan sighed, "The stuff is good, but I don't know when and how many months ago it was used by those vulgar farmers to pickle vegetables. It has a sour smell, even after washing it dozens of times.

Can’t wash it off…”

"Master Hou, don't worry, there are still three months, and there are more victims fleeing the famine recently..." Hongyue said, raising the cup to Zhenyuan Hou's mouth.

Marquis Zhenyuan drank fine wine and embraced the beauty. The inside and outside of the palace, the inside and outside of the city, seemed like two heavens.

outside the city.

He Tiantian couldn't suppress the smile on his lips.

Last night she found that everything she planted had sprouted, and not only had they sprouted, they had sprouted quite high, and there were flower buds on them.

It looks like this planting will be successful!

In addition, she had already arrived outside Lecheng, so she planned to go into the city to pawn some things, and then buy some pots and jars to collect water. She also bought some seeds of this era, so that she would not panic on the way to escape.

But there were too many officers and soldiers at the door. The village chief, Jiang Dagong, was a little frightened, so he found Jiangnan.

"I say Jiang Nan, you have treated many people and are eloquent. Why don't you go and ask if they are allowed in?"

"Okay." Jiang Nan nodded, "Everyone will stay here until I come back. No one can run around."

Aunt Jiang held him back with some worry, "I heard from the old people that in the past, people who fled famine were beaten to death if they tried to enter the city. You should be careful!"

"Mom, don't worry, I'll tell them carefully and they are not unreasonable people."

Although his face was muddy and his clothes were in tatters, Jiang Nan had a calm and determined temperament.

He Tiantian wanted to enter the city more than any of them, so he hurriedly said: "Don't worry, Mrs. Jiang, I will go with you. If the officers and soldiers are in trouble, I will quickly drag Brother Jiang Six and run away."

These days, He Tiantian always has a gentle image in front of outsiders. No one thought that it was she who killed Hu San and scared the bandits away that night.

Jiang Yin was right, but who could believe that He Tiantian, a little girl with arms as thick as chopsticks, could actually fight against a big man?

Only He Cuicui knew it, but that was her second sister, so she wouldn't talk too much!

So Jiang Nan and He Tiantian headed towards the city gate under the spotlight of everyone.

On the way, Jiang Nan whispered: "Who are you?"

"What are you talking about?" He Tiantian looked at him deliberately and innocently, as if he didn't understand.

Jiang Nan held his forehead, this little girl, at first I thought she was quite kind, but who knows how evil she is?

Oh, by the way! She is not a little girl, she is the same age as me and is already fifteen this year...

It is said that their birthdays are all the same, in November, but she doesn't know the day of her birth...

The city gate is near.

The soldiers at the door were all armed with swords and looked murderous, with faces that told strangers not to approach them.

Jiang Nan stepped forward, but when he was still several steps away, the soldier drew his knife and said, "It is strictly forbidden to enter the city casually! Any trespassers will be shot to death!"

"I won't break in if I don't break in!" Jiang Nan took a step back, "Brothers, we are coming from Dazhai Village, Tuoshan Town. We want to go into the city to buy some food and water. How can we get in?"

The soldier rolled his eyes and rubbed his fingers, "Everyone who enters must pay five hundred coins."

Ouch! Five hundred Wen is half a tael of silver. In the first two years, it could buy fifty buckets of rice. This is literally costing some people half their lives!

"Can we discuss it?" Jiang Nan asked again.

"Don't have money? Do you have something to pawn? You can pawn it and give it to me, but if you don't leave the city before dark, you will be beaten to death if you are caught!" the soldier said arrogantly, and waved his knife at him.

Jiang Nan winked at He Tiantian, and the two of them retreated.

Returning to the place where they rested in Dazhai Village, Jiang Nan told Jiang Dagong about the incident, and the victims immediately started to lament.

"Five hundred coins? Why don't you go and grab it?"

"With less than 500 yuan, you can buy about 20 bushels of rice, right? Even more coarse grains. Isn't that going to cost people's lives?"

"Even if I collect 500 Wen to give them, what will I buy in the city? I won't go in! I'll just wait here to die!"

There are many Jiang family members, so Mrs. Jiang called them all together and held a family meeting.

(End of chapter)