Great Wei Nengchen

While speaking, Wu Zhi took out a piece of raw silk, which was soft and smooth, with excellent elasticity, and looked the same, but after rubbing it in his hands a few times, it actually started to burn... The fire flashed and turned into ashes!

It turns out that after the silkworm cocoon is formed, it should be soaked in hot water to make it soft and fluffy, and then slowly pull out the raw silk, which is called spinning and peeling the cocoon!

And according to Xiao Yi's instructions, during the spinning process, the Four Seas Shop secretly added some white phosphorous powder into the hot water to make it adhere to the raw silk, and then sold it to workshops everywhere at a low price!

These raw silks may look like nothing, but during the weaving process, once they rub against each other and generate heat, they will burn, and the most feared thing in the Jinguanfang area is fire!

"Very well, pass on the order: On the second day of the first lunar month, raise the flag to rebel, bloom everywhere, and make a big disturbance in Bashu!"

"promise!"

Zhao Yun just got married, Xiao Yi didn't want to make a fuss about his wedding night, so he delayed the time a bit, but the matter of returning to Luoyang was urgent, and he had to end the matter in Bashu within ten days!

Chapter 1582 The turmoil caused by a steamed bun!

On the second day of the first lunar month, offering sacrifices to the God of Wealth is one of the important customs of the Han family. From the top to the high-ranking officials and dignitaries, and down to the people of the Li people, they will enshrine the God of Wealth and offer five tributes of chicken, duck, fish, pig, and sheep to pray for the prosperity of the year. Make a fortune, and the God of Wealth can't take away these sacrificial things, and they ended up in people's stomachs!

But for the refugees near Chengdu, let alone chicken, duck and fish, being able to drink a bowl of thick corn porridge is a dream come true!

Some people wake up from the dream and can only sigh and continue to face cold, hunger, and disease. Some people are "happier" and never wake up again, so they don't have to face the hardships of life.

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"Steamed buns, pancakes, chicken drumsticks... nothing, it's good to be alive!"

"Batta!--batta!"

At dawn, Duan Er crawled out of the basement, tightened his tattered linen jacket, and began to jump up and down, moving his frozen body, still thinking about the delicious food in his dream!

Chengdu is located in the southwest. Although it snows in winter, the temperature is not too low. This kind of cellar from the north is not only cheap to make, but also has a good thermal effect. It can resist cold, wind and snow, and let refugees have a safe haven!

In addition, the land of Sichuan is mountainous, so as long as you work diligently and cut more dry firewood to make a fire, keeping warm is not a problem, but your body is no longer cold, but your stomach is empty?

"Gulu! Gulu!--father, aunt, elder brother, younger sister, let's hurry up... oh!"

Touching his screaming stomach, Duan Er habitually wanted to call his family members to find something to eat together, bark, grass roots, Guanyin soil... as long as they can be eaten, if they can catch a few mice, That's a big meal.

But he kept calling a few times, but there was no response behind him, and then Duan Er remembered that he was the only one left in the huge cellar!

Duan Er is 15 years old this year. He is from Shu County-Guangrou family. He is from a poor family and his family background is average. As long as he works hard, although he doesn’t eat enough, he can’t starve to death. For ordinary people, this is enough. Very good.

But this year, natural disasters and man-made disasters continued. When winter just entered, the village was completely out of food. After selling out the few properties, the five members of the Duan family also joined the fleeing team and came to the vicinity of Chengdu to make a living!

Whether you are a coolie or begging for food, it is always easy to live in a big city, but things are counterproductive. In just over a month, there is only one person left in a family of five.

First, the 17-year-old elder brother was forcibly taken away and sent to the Zitong Pass in the north. Originally, according to the regulations of the Han family, a man became a man at the age of 20 and served in the military at the age of 23. He died for two years, and then he retired and transferred to the reserve army. , Enlist in war at any time, until the age of 50!

But in order to fight against the mighty Cao army, the Liu Bei Group expanded its troops crazily, almost to the point of exhausting their resources. Even underage children and elderly people over half a century old were added to the army.

Immediately afterwards, the younger sister, who was only 12 years old, was sold to a wealthy family as a slave for two liters of corn.

Being a servant in a rich family's house, you can't avoid being beaten and scolded, but it's better to have a full mouthful of food than to starve to death. There are not many people who want to buy themselves as slaves, but they can't find a way!

The two liters of corn from the seller were all left to Duan Er, and his parents disappeared without a trace in a dark night...

"No matter what, I want to live. I want to go back to my hometown, redeem the house, fields, and cattle, and my younger sister, find my father and mother, and wait for my elder brother to come back together." !"

"Darkness will pass, winter will pass, and all suffering will pass!"

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Although life is hard, Duan Er is not discouraged, and is still working hard to persevere, because he still has one thing - hope!

Not only Duan [-], many refugees have the same idea. As long as they survive this winter, they will be able to return to their homes. Crops will grow in the fields, mulberry leaves will grow on the trees, and silkworms will spit out silk threads...everything will be better. of!

Besides, the King of Hanzhong, can't ignore the hundreds of thousands of refugees, right? If the people are starved to death, who will plant the land for him, and who will serve him as a soldier?

"Dang!-dang!-dang!"

"Give up the meal, give up the meal!--Everyone, hurry up and line up to get the meal!"

"In a catastrophic year, it's good to have something to eat. The straw sandal seller... No, the King of Hanzhong still has a little conscience!"

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A loud gong sounded, and the originally silent refugee camp suddenly became bustling with people. Countless refugees crawled out of the cellar and walked towards the shelter with howls!

It turned out that in order to relieve the victims, Liu Bei and Pang Tong also tried their best, coaxed, deceived and frightened them, and finally got some food from the Bashu gentry, and opened hundreds of food stalls near Chengdu, and the relief was increasing. refugees!

Once a day, each person has a bowl of corn porridge and a steamed bun with mixed noodles. There is still not enough supply. Those who come first have it, and those who come later don’t... Although there is not enough food, it is also the last hope for hundreds of thousands of refugees to survive.

Some people should ask, since the refugees are very hungry, and now they finally have something to eat, why did they walk over instead of running over?

Because they have been hungry for too long, they have no strength to run, and some people have no strength to walk, so they can only crawl over a little bit... There are many people who climb halfway and swallow their last breath!

Then there are special corpse collectors, who carry the dead bodies into the car and throw them into the wilderness. Recently, in the refugee camps near Chengdu, dozens of carloads of corpses are taken away every day, starved to death, frozen to death , those who died of illness, those who died of fighting... In the end, ashes to ashes, dust to dust, they all look like birds!

"It's great to have a meal. I hope today's porridge will be thicker, and the steamed buns will be bigger. It's best to use decent food, don't mix grass roots, tree bark, mouse droppings and the like!"

Duan Er didn't dare to be negligent, and also rushed to the restaurant, holding a broken clay pot in his hand, and an iron pomegranate stick, the height of his eyebrows, the thickness of his forearm, smooth and smooth, as hard as iron!

Wooden sticks are one of the must-haves for refugees. Men, women, old and children have one in their hands. When they are tired from walking, they can be used as crutches. When encountering wild animals, robbers, etc., they can also barely defend themselves. It is better than bare hands!

In addition, when it is really desperate, the refugees can still raise the sticks in their hands and fight a way out. It is often recorded in the history books: "Rise up the poles and cut trees into soldiers!" '

In history, how many mighty dynasties have been knocked to pieces by the wooden sticks in the hands of refugees!

However, the high-ranking rulers never learned their lesson, and the wooden sticks in the hands of the refugees were lifted up again and again, which formed a change of dynasty and a vast history!

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"Steamed buns! Steamed buns! -- why are there no steamed buns?"

"The King of Hanzhong's edict said that during the Chinese New Year, the people were given a big steamed bun to help the people. Why is there no more porridge today?"

Duan Er relied on his agility and was relatively close to the restaurant to get to the front of the line, but the food he received was extremely disappointing!

No matter how bad it was before, there is still a fist-sized steamed bun mixed with sand, grass roots, and bark, which can barely pad your stomach!

Now there are no steamed buns, and even the corn porridge is much thinner. A spoonful is full of syrup, and there are no more than ten rice grains. Let alone human beings, even a sparrow can’t get enough!

It was cold and snowing heavily, relying on such food, the refugees would starve to death within two days, so they made a lot of noise, accusing the King of Hanzhong of deceiving the people and withholding everyone's rations!

"Stop arguing, the imperial edict of the King of Hanzhong said that during the Chinese New Year period, each person gets a big steamed bun. Today is the second day of the first lunar month, and the Chinese New Year is over, so the steamed buns will naturally be gone!

Not to mention you refugees, even if I work as yamen servants, I still drink porridge twice a day. The little food in stock was ordered by the newly appointed Master Nie of Chengdu to be transferred to the army!

Master Nie also said that even if the refugees starve to death, Bashu is still Liuhuangshu's Bashu. If all the soldiers starve to death, Cao Jun will kill them.