PFC Chapter 289 No Food in the City
Chapter 289 No Food in the City
Batian jumped high into the air, and when he landed, he grabbed several people with his claws.
Its claws are sharper than a knife. One claw can even cut someone in half.
When the tail was swung, it was like a steel whip hitting the person, causing the person to fall to the ground and howl in pain.
Pan Yingying watched all this coldly.
She didn't even frown as she listened to the evil spirits cursing at her.
The land of Zhongzhou needs a baptism of blood.
This one-sided massacre continued until dawn, and Long Er returned to the front yard covered in blood.
"Girl, it's all solved."
Pan Yingying nodded and said, "Cut off their heads and hang them on the city wall."
She just wanted those noble families who were still hiding in the capital and the people of the world to see that she, Xiao Ying, was not afraid of the noble families, and cared more about the people of the world.
The older girl nodded.
"Oh my God! Then, then..."
Ran Nanchen had a towel wrapped around his head and a shovel in his hand, stirring the concrete underground over and over again.
"Oh! How much money does this cost? Will the salary I earn be enough to pay the tuition?"
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There were still many girls from the Girls' Army searching for valuables. She patted Fat Tiger's leg and said, "Son, go find the hidden silver."
Ran Nanchen received his lunch, and Zhao Meixiang took advantage of someone's attention to slip him a less multi-grain steamed bun.
Zhongzhou has not been sent away by Pan Dajin even once, and the people of our state can no longer withstand the seventh destruction.
"No, I don't work outside during the day. I go to school at night and learn to read for free!"
The city gate.
Fortunately, these people left before they finished shouting. When the footsteps faded away, the people who were huddled outside the house tentatively opened the door a crack and found that the neighbors next door and opposite had not yet come out in groups.
Two cornmeal steamed buns, two multi-grain steamed buns, and a bowl of kelp and pork ribs soup are enough for each person, and they can also get two sweet potatoes.
"You are the Northwest Army under Pan Yingying's command."
After a while, the girl probably thought I was a good person, so she dragged her injured leg and took two steps back again.
Batian lowered his head and rubbed her, then went into the yard.
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Everyone knew how to describe it at once.
Prince Xiao just took the cloth bag containing his lunch and the cup containing his soup and went to the side.
Before him, the gap in the door became smaller and smaller, and a girl about ten years old limped out from the door.
"You also know that there is news that Northwest China is going to attack Pan Dajin..."
That girl had attended a private school when she was younger, and had often helped write letters for her neighbors. When I told her about it, my family naturally became suspicious.
If not everyone can study seriously, then...what is Pan Yingying thinking?
At this time, on the streets of the city, girls from the militia and the male army were standing and knocking on doors from house to house.
Everyone shook their heads and looked at the thin woman again.
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Those private savings of yours, which you had never used before, are now confiscated.
After knocking on the bluestone bricks underground, they found a hollow place far away from Li Mutong.
A thin middle-aged woman lowered her voice and said, "You took a look through the crack in the door just now. We did have the seven characters 'Taoyuan' embroidered on our sleeves."
I was shocked, but I didn't dare show it on my face.
After a while, she heard a soft tiger roar.
The people who are building the city wall now are all from the militia.
The girl was as thin as a bamboo pole, with dry and yellow hair, a small head and a big body. She was drooling as she looked at the steamed bun in Ran Nanchen's hand.
"Send out everyone outside the house who is not sick or injured immediately. Bring your husband and medicine."
The thin woman hesitated for a moment and said, "Wait a little longer."
After quickly finishing a cornmeal steamed bun, the room behind him quietly opened a crack, and a pair of white eyes stared at the multi-grain steamed bun in Ran Nanchen's hand.
"My little family should be afraid. These masters who are doing human affairs have not been executed by your prince."
Liu Juhua and her group of women drove over in a few horse-drawn carriages, with the lunch for the family loaded under the carriages.
"My fellow villager, are you home? Is there anyone home?"
You stepped back and looked, and saw that it should be a bathroom, with a wooden tub for washing placed in the corner.
But I was still surprised. I didn't expect that the Northwest would actually attack.
The people hid outside their homes, listening to the shouting from inside, half believing and half doubting.
You took out two copper coins from the sleeves of your tattered clothes and asked with some malice, "Uncle, where did he buy this cake in his hand?"
Chen Qinyu did not open the stone brick, but put his hand down and directly took the things outside out of the space.
There were people sitting everywhere in the construction area. I looked around and saw that there were no vacant seats, so I walked a little outside the city.
Pan Yingying walked in quickly and saw Batian standing in a room.
This girl did nothing but talk, and stood timidly a few steps away from me.
Qi Yanniang came in carrying a big knife, and Pan Yingying jumped off Batian and made arrangements, "Gather the injured people together for treatment, and as for the rest of the people, use them as work-for-relief to repair the city wall."
I know that the people outside the city are afraid of us.
Pan Yingying gave instructions for a few more things in succession, and when everyone was busy, she walked into the inner courtyard of the prefect's mansion.
"Did they hear it? Was what those people just shouted true?"
We all heard the noise outside the city last night, but we still dared to doubt and worried that it was another conspiracy by Pan Dajin.
"But...will Pan Yingying be the same as this Chen?" No one asked firmly.
After finding some more outside several rooms, Chen Qinyu jumped off Batian's back and went to search outside the houses where other noble families lived outside the city, and finally found out most of the treasures that were hidden outside the secret rooms and secret passages.
There is a way. If the people hiding outside their homes are willing to come out, we can also rush to other people's homes and pull them out to work.
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"You hope it's true. Did your cousin's eldest son go to the northwest to make a living after the New Year? I heard he's coming back to take my family over."
"I heard that he was living a very bad life. And your cousin's eldest son is a peasant who can only read and write. In the past few months, he has been able to write and do some writing. It seems that everyone here, regardless of gender, age or status, must learn to read and write."
Prince Xiao wanted to agree, but Liu Juhua pulled him away and said, "Get it and leave quickly. Don't block the road."
There were some tall and dilapidated houses nearby, and there was a small jujube tree next to it. Prince Xiao simply sat on the tree.
But no matter whether the people are willing to come out or not, the city wall must be repaired.
"Is this place really that bad? Is Pan Yingying really that powerful?"
Qi Yanniang nodded and turned around to go out to make arrangements.
Prince Xiao had noticed you a long time ago, but he was just eating his multi-grain steamed buns without doing anything else.
There has been a shortage of food outside the city for a long time. The food sold at the grain shop costs seven taels of silver per catty of corn, which is affordable for many people.
Prince Xiao waited until you were closer before noticing the blood on your left foot.
Prince Xiao raised the steamed bun in his hand towards you, "Is he talking about that?"