Wei and Jin cooks

Lucun is not far from the foot of the mountain, about five miles away. It was built next to an abandoned village.

Next to it is the collapsed old village, with mud walls and wood collapsed on the ground. Not far away are low houses made of bricks, mud and thatch.

Although several brick shops have opened around Luoyang, the production capacity is far from enough to meet the needs of the people.

After all, there are too many people who need to be resettled, and in addition to the people, military camps also need to be built.

In order to survive the winter, even thatched houses had to be built first, so except for the first group of refugees who could help each other build brick houses, most of the later ones were thatched houses.

As for Lucun, which was built first, there was a river passing by not far away. Zhao Hanzhang took a look and found that it should be the water coming from the small stream in the mountain. There was also a large pond formed nearby. After passing the pond, he followed the river again. The river flows out.

There are many reeds beside the river and pond, so it was named Lucun after its old name.

This is the information in Zhao Hanzhang's memory, and I don't know more.

But Zhao Zheng, the Luoyang County captain, knew that. He squeezed to Zhao Hanzhang and said in her ear: "Third sister, there are a total of 62 households in this village, with a population of 106."

Zhao Hanzhang frowned upon hearing this, "Why are there not even two people in one household?"

Zhao Zheng said "hmm" and said: "Many families only have one person surviving. They know that the court will divide the land, so they don't want to live together with others."

He pointed to the only brick and stone house and said, "That's their village home. I remember it was called Wei Xian. He had extra money, so he built a brick and stone house."

Zhao Hanzhang nodded and said with approval: "I have a good memory. Let's go and have a look."

She beckoned everyone to follow her.

Before entering the village, Lu Si ran to the front with the roe deer on his shoulders. He stood at the entrance of the village and called a few times. After a while, the doorways of several houses opened, and some people shrank their necks and staggered out. Suddenly, they saw such a person at the entrance of the village. , was so frightened that he immediately shrank back.

Lu Si called out again. Seeing that no one dared to come out, he shouted: "Don't be afraid, everyone. This is the general. The general also gave us a roe deer."

As soon as they heard that it was Zhao Hanzhang, someone immediately stuck their heads out to take a look. When they saw Zhao Hanzhang standing in the crowd, their eyes instantly lit up and they ran out immediately.

"It's the general, it's the general!"

Immediately, some children turned around and ran towards the village, shouting loudly as they ran: "The general is here, the girl is here, the general is here -"

More and more villagers came out, and everyone gathered around.

Zeng Yue and the others put down their prey and were surrounding Zhao Hanzhang on guard.

Zhao Hanzhang asked them with a smile, "What are you doing at home?"

The villagers immediately replied: "We are warming ourselves by the fire in the house..."

"Eating in the house..."

An old man with white beard and hair and hazy eyes asked Zhao Hanzhang enthusiastically, "Can the general have a meal? I wonder if I would be lucky enough to treat the general to a meal."

Zhao Hanzhang smiled and said, "I haven't eaten yet. I see it's getting late, so I brought someone here to borrow fire and pots from you."

Zhao Hanzhang looked at Zeng Yue.

Zeng Yue immediately went to Manali and brought out a small cloth bag.

Just as Zhao Hanzhang was about to hand it over to the old man, a clean young man wearing coarse linen clothes ran over, squeezed in from behind the crowd, bowed repeatedly and said, "I don't know that the general is here, but I am sorry to welcome him from afar."

This man is very different from the people in the village, because although his clothes are made of burlap, they are complete. He wears cloth shoes on his feet and his hair is combed and very clean.

Two young men and a woman running behind him were also wearing similar clothes, and the villagers subconsciously gave way to them.

Zhao Zhengdao: "This is their village elder Wei Xian."

Zhao Hanzhang looked up and down at Wei Xian, who looked no older than Lu Si, and looked at Zhao Zheng.

Zhao Zheng nodded slightly towards her, and Zhao Hanzhang showed a slight smile on his face, nodded and said: "Not bad, he looks strong, can he serve this winter?"

"I'm done," Wei Xian said proudly, "I have two servants in my family."

Zhao Hanzhang was surprised: "There are two of them? Doesn't each household only ask for one?"

Wei Xiandao: "Any extra money will be paid in full."

Zhao Hanzhang immediately understood that this was to earn sufficient wages. Zhao Hanzhang was full of approval, turned the bag in his hand, stuffed it into his hand and said: "Since you are a village elder, I will entrust this matter to you."

Zhao Hanzhang smiled and said: "Please find us some pots, give us some firewood, and find an open space for them to build a stove."

Wei Xian hurriedly returned the bag, "It is Lucun's greatest honor for the general to come as a guest. How can we ask the general to provide food? There is still rice and food in the village to entertain the general."

Zhao Hanzhang said: "I know you have it, and I know your enthusiasm, but the Zhao Jiajun has a prohibition and is not allowed to take a needle or a thread from the people. As the leader of the Zhao Jiajun, I cannot knowingly violate it."

Zhao Hanzhang looked at her personal guards.

Immediately, two guards carried two bundles of branches with the leaves cut off and handed them to them, "We cut these from the mountains. However, they are not dead trees, so it is difficult to make a fire. That's why I have to borrow your firewood. This wood is still alive." It needs to dry for a while before it can be used.”

Seeing that Zhao Hanzhang had even brought firewood in exchange, Wei Xian knew that he could not persuade him any more, so he could only accept the bag and immediately led the villagers to make arrangements.

The villagers also saw and heard, and looked at Zhao Hanzhang with more and more admiration in their eyes. Everyone came closer and asked Zhao Hanzhang, "Is the general in good health?"

"General, are you thirsty now? I'll go get you some hot water."

"General, we didn't go to the city to congratulate you when you got married. Now I wish you and Fu Langjun a long life together."

Zhao Hanzhang responded one by one, glanced around, found the old man in the crowd again, walked up to him, took his hand, and asked with a smile: "Will the old man live a long life this year?"

The old man's cold hands were wrapped by a pair of warm hands. He instantly felt that his heart was enveloped by a wave of heat, and he quickly said: "I am forty-eight this year."

Zhao Hanzhang was stunned after hearing this, and looked him up and down again. She saw that his beard and hair were all white, and there were heavy wrinkles at the corners of his eyes. His eyes were dull and white. She was very familiar with this situation, and it was probably caused by crying too much.

She couldn't help but lick her lips, suppressed the complicated emotions in her heart, raised a smile and said: "Okay, okay..."

Zhao Zheng immediately took off her cloak and handed it over. Zhao Hanzhang took it and put it on him, and asked with a smile: "Who else is in the family?"

The old man replied: "I only have one granddaughter."

He waved to the crowd, and a girl in ragged clothes and bare feet walked up and bowed awkwardly to Zhao Hanzhang.

Zhao Hanzhang glanced at their feet. The old man's feet were wearing straw sandals and were red.

He seemed to notice something. He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at his granddaughter. He frowned and asked, "Herb, are you not wearing shoes again?"