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The ointment is very effective, but it is a bit expensive, three renminbi a spoonful.

Apply to the affected area, it feels cool and looks like Ma Yinglong.

It is estimated that there is also a bactericidal effect, and the swelling will subside in half a day. It's a pity that Zhao Han was always constipated, and the wound burst when he tried hard. After several days of tossing around, it was enough to send a tael or two to the pharmacy.

One-tenth of the money robbed from Lord Hou's house was spent at once.

Alas, no matter what, we are considered staunch men.

The price of food in Tianjin is getting more and more expensive. Take buns as an example. The price has increased by 30% in a few days.

Zhao Han didn't save money. He bought meat stuffed buns and vegetable buns in rotation every day.

Money can be earned again, but the body must be well maintained.

The brothers and sisters look much better, they can run and jump, and they no longer feel tired after walking for a while.

God is sorry to see that two malnourished young children did not get sick after being exposed to heavy rain. This is a blessing in misfortune.

Zhao Han is very careful, every time he buys food, he is not in the same shop. But he was still being targeted because he was a child and paid a small amount of money in the pharmacy for several days in a row.

"Go!"

Zhao Han took the little girl's hand, and at the corner of the street, he suddenly quickened his pace, and then ran into another street.

A gangster followed up, but found that the target was missing, and was so angry that he stamped his feet and cursed.

The brothers and sisters went straight to the southeast of the city, where there were Tianjin Wei School and Gongyuan, where Tianjin students studied and took exams.

No matter how bad the world is, scholars have to show their face, and hooligans dare not play wild near Wei Xue.

Opposite Wei School is a bookstore.

The brother and sister squatted under the eaves to eat, and the bookstore owner didn't chase them away, but just kept them away from the door.

A few health students came together, picked out in the store for a while, and left with their newly purchased books.

Zhao Han took a sneak peek, and the students had novels in their hands.

He immediately thought about it, maybe he could tell stories to make money, and he could just make up stories like fairy tales and martial arts.

That night, I slept under the eaves of the bookstore.

"Second brother, I'm cold."

In the middle of the night, the younger sister was shivering in his arms, hugging Zhao Han tightly to keep warm.

Zhao Han also woke up from the cold, and couldn't help cursing: "This terrible weather, there is no way for the poor to survive!"

It was only the beginning of August in the lunar calendar, and there was a sudden cold wave.

Zhao Han never dared to take out the two children's silk clothes snatched from Lord Hou's house. At this moment, he didn't care too much, and hurriedly asked the younger sister to wear clothes to keep out the cold.

But it's still cold!

The siblings had no choice but to hug each other and curl up under the eaves until dawn.

Tianjin can't stay any longer. The temperature difference between day and night is huge. If you don't move south, you will definitely be frozen out after autumn.

Regardless of the plan to make money from storytelling, Zhao Han immediately prepared food.

After buying some dry food, a few catties of miscellaneous grains, and a little low-quality salt, the brother and sister went out of the city together the next day.

...

Tianjin North Wharf is located in the northeast of the city.

In the southeast of Tianjin City, there is also a South Wharf.

Although the South Wharf is not as prosperous as the North Wharf, it has a "Ji Chong Class" (the highest level) post station - Yang Qingshui Station.

Decades ago, Yangqing Water Station was located in Yangliuqing Town further south, and it was maintained by the financial appropriation of Jinghai County.

There are too many officials passing by the post station. Regardless of whether they are on official business or not, they all show their official cards to eat and live for free, and they have to be served with good wine and good food.

Just a post station has become the largest fixed financial expenditure in Jinghai County.

As a result, Jinghai County quit, but the Jichong-level post station could not be abolished, so the court had to move Yang Qingshui post station to Tianjin.

Tianjin is rich and prosperous, and a post station can still afford it.

Zhao Han planned to go to the South Wharf and go all the way south along the canal.

Unexpectedly, after passing the moat, it was discovered that there were soldiers stationed everywhere from Yangqingshuiyi, to the South Wharf, and then to the residential areas outside the city.

After several consecutive days of heavy rain, the water level of the canal has recovered, and the temporary wooden bridge has been dismantled. The hungry people outside the canal have difficulty crossing the river, and they all dispersed one after another.

However, the hungry people in the west and south of the city seemed to accumulate more and more, and there was only a moat blocking them.

After the rain, many hungry people actually chose to return to their hometowns, borrowing usury to buy seeds and replant food. But when they returned to the place of household registration, what they encountered was the government's urging of grain, forcing them to pay taxes quickly, so they had to choose to go back to Tianjin to avoid the grain collection officials.

The summer grain and land tax had to be settled before September, and the officials of Beizhili were in a hurry, so the prefectural and county officials had no choice but to bite the bullet and collect it.

In the south and west of Tianjin City, more than 50,000 hungry people have now gathered, and the Tianjin officials are so frightened that they quickly send troops to build a defense line.

No one was allowed in or out, and the brothers and sisters were temporarily blocked.

After a few more days, the hungry people could not cross the line of defense and began to disperse in groups.

Some chose to leave and went to the village of Siye to beg for food.

Some choose to carry it to death, as long as it is delayed until September, after the summer grain collection period, they will not be afraid of the government after returning to their hometowns, and the tax arrears will also become "book taxes." In two or three years, in order to facilitate the collection of new taxes in the coming year, the emperor will decree to "eradicate the Fu".

The last part of the victims was really too hungry to move, and they lay flat outside Tianjin city waiting to die.

Gradually, the vigilance began to loosen, people could not come in from the outside, but they could go out from the inside.

Standing by the moat, Zhao Han looked at the situation of the disaster victims on the opposite side, feeling that they should be able to pass through smoothly.

The victims were unorganized. They set up a tent in the east and a shack in the west. Most of them lived in the open air. If you are in danger, you only need to kill one or two, and the rest will choose to give in.

Zhao Han took off the rags that wrapped the spear tip, held the spear in one hand, and carried his sister in the other, and crossed the bridge with his bags on his back.

About several hundred steps forward, seeing that Zhao Han was carrying items, and his luggage was still bulging, dozens of hungry people surrounded him one after another.

"Little sister, hold on to Second Brother's clothes and follow behind not to go far." Zhao Han urged.

Zhao Zhenfang was a little scared, she quickly grabbed the hem of her clothes and followed her step by step.

Zhao Han marched forward with his spear straight, ready to kill and show power at any time. This troubled world cannot tolerate the slightest bit of benevolence from women.

With the experience of the past few days, Zhao Han has already adapted.

This is the end of the Ming Dynasty, not a peaceful China in the 21st century!

The brother and sister walked through the hungry people all over the place, and countless numb or greedy eyes cast them, and he responded with fierce eyes.

It's a pity that no matter how fierce the children are, they will not be protected by adults after all.

A slightly healthy hungry man walked up to them first, and asked maliciously, "Have you got anything to eat when you came out of the city?"

"No." Zhao Han replied blankly.

The hungry man said: "I don't believe it, open the bag and have a look."

Zhao Han sneered: "Come closer, I'll show you."

The hungry man stepped forward immediately, not taking Zhao Han seriously at all.

A bamboo pole, tied with half a pair of scissors, and held in the hands of a child, what threat can there be?

As they got closer to each other, Zhao Han suddenly thrust out his spear.

Zhao Han had never practiced traditional martial arts, so he didn't know how to use a spear, but he was very good at bayonet skills.

At this moment, the other party didn't react, and was accurately pierced into the throat by the scissors at the front of the bamboo spear.

Blood gushed out, and the target fell to the ground, his eyes full of disbelief.

After eating and recuperating for more than half a month, although his strength is still weak, Zhao Han's speed is faster than before.

All around screamed, the hungry people who were staring at each other quickly avoided Zhao Han, the little plague god.

The two brothers and sisters stepped forward, and no one dared to stop them.

Zhao Zhenfang lowered her head to look at the wound of the deceased, she was quite frightened by the blood dripping down, she dragged her second brother's clothes with her little hands and walked forward.

As they walked, three more hungry people blocked their way.

Zhao Han sneered and showed his weapon. The scissors at the front of the bamboo spear were still bleeding, forming a confrontation with the three of them.

"Brother, the idea is tricky, there is no need to work hard." A hungry man advised.

The hungry man called "Big Brother" bared his teeth and grinned at Zhao Han, but finally got out of the way.

Just like tigers and leopards preying on food, whenever there is a possibility of injury, they will choose to change targets.

When the Zhao Han brothers and sisters left, the "big brother" became more and more aggrieved, and said, "I can't live through this day, not to mention being bullied by officers and soldiers, and now I'm being bullied by a child. We have no money to pay summer food when we go back to our hometown. I’m going to starve to death here, so I’ll just gang up and do something big!”

"Just the three of us?"

"Where are there only three? Tens of thousands!"

...

Another day.

One master and one servant came out of Tianjin city.

The owner is a scholar named Fei Yinghuan, about forty years old. Dressed in a Confucian shirt, with a clear and beautiful beard, holding a folding fan and a long sword hanging from his waist.

The servant is quite strong, his real name is unknown, but his pseudonym is Wei Jianxiong. Big shoulders, round waist, beard, carrying a bookcase, and a wrought iron rod across his waist.

The two stepped across the moat, and the moment they crossed the bridge, they immediately became serious.

Fei Yinghuan put away his folding fan, pulled out his scribe sword, and continued walking leisurely.

Wei Jianxiong picked up the wrought iron rod and scanned the hungry people around him. Wherever he looked, those with ulterior motives bowed their heads one after another.

After passing through the starving area, Fei Yinghuan finally put his sword back into its sheath, turned around and looked back at the starved people everywhere, and sighed with compassion: "Xing, the people are suffering; death, the people are suffering. Alas, the ancients did not deceive me."

Although Wei Jianxiong was a servant, he was blunt and reminded: "My lord, now is not the time to be sympathetic to others. We have run out of money, so we have to go to Jinghai County to visit friends to borrow money, otherwise we will have to beg for food and go back to Qianshan Mountain. It’s not peaceful, it’s better to be careful in everything.”

"I know, it's really unlucky!" Fei Yinghuan looked helpless.

He was supposed to go to Beijing for the test, but he was not only named Sun Shan, but also stranded in Tianjin when he returned to his hometown. He also suffered from a serious illness for no reason, and spent all his money on seeking medical treatment, so that now he doesn't even have money to hire a boat.

After Fei Yinghuan's famous family, he is not as rich in funds as Zhao Han.

The two robust victims, staring at the backs of the two, began to whisper:

"Brother, just let people go there like this? They must have money on them."

"It's important to do big things! Brother Zhang, Brother Zhao, Brother Chen, are they ready?"

"It's all ready."

"Remember, you are not allowed to call out your real name and surname in the future, so as not to be dug up by the court one day. My name is Ta Potian!"

"Yes, I will be called Zhenshanxiang from now on."

"After the incident, Beizhili can't stay. Let's kill all the way to Shandong. First grab Yangliuqing Town, let everyone have enough to eat, and then go to Jinghai County. Fight if you can, and leave if you can't. Beizhi University Drought, there is not much food, and there is more food in Shandong.”

"I heard that Shandong was also hit by a disaster last year."

"Then go to Henan."

"There was a drought in Henan the year before last, and a flood the year before last. Many victims went to our village to beg for food."

"Shut up, what nonsense, anyway, it will have a place to go!"

"..."

Two miles away from the south moat, several large vats have already been set up, and someone shouted among the hungry crowd: "You have broken your natural meat, go eat meat!"

There are many days of famine, how can there be any meat to eat?

The hungry people have already guessed the truth, but they are on the verge of starving to death, so they don't care so much. There are even many hungry people who eat meat secretly, but they don't show it publicly.

Half a day later, the meat soup was served.

Ta Potian selected 3,000 strong men, and brought hundreds of strong men's families, and marched to the south in a mighty manner.

The so-called strong men are just those who can pick up sticks and fight desperately. The rest of the hungry people are too hungry to walk. They hold all kinds of "weapons" in their hands, which are used for combat and robbery at critical times, and can be used as crutches during the march.

Without crutches, these people have difficulty even walking.

Zhao Han has already flapped his butterfly wings. In Beizhili in the first year of Chongzhen, there was an extra bandit leader named Ta Potian.

(Crying, I was overwhelmed by the penguin boss, and I was flattered to reward a silver alliance.)

(In addition, I also saw Ding Boyue and other old friends, and I also thank Feng Shengshuiqi, Dao Yuan Futu, Lord of Mysteries, Shu Yisu 12 and other friends for their rewards, the names are not listed, there are many rewards , everyone is too enthusiastic.)