Just now, Ling Yue felt that the young general looked familiar. Before he could take a closer look, he passed by on horseback. Now that he saw Rong Chuan, he suddenly remembered it.

Rong Chuan's eyes were also startled, "What little general?"

Ling Yue pointed to the cavalry that could no longer be seen, "There was a group of armored soldiers riding past just now. The young general leading the group looked vaguely like you."

Qian stared at Rong Chuan's appearance and said, "Don't tell me, it does look a bit similar, but it doesn't seem to be very similar."

Rong Chuan glanced in that direction and said as if it had nothing to do with him: "Oh, maybe there are similarities."

Shangguan Ruoli and Dongming Ziyu looked at each other, said nothing, and went about their business.

Everyone was divided into two groups and took turns to make porridge. This time the porridge was thicker than last time, and everyone was very satisfied.

Dongming Ziyu asked the boy in charge of serving porridge, "Dare I ask, brother, can we go into the city to buy food?"

The boy was very kind and said: "You need to have household registration documents before you can enter the city. If there is a road, you can still stay in an inn."

Few of those fleeing the famine had access to roads. They were well prepared for their escape and had all their household registration documents with them.

Dongming Ziyu asked a few questions about the price of food, and after everyone had finished the porridge, he asked Dong Chunlei to arrange for a few people to follow him into the city to buy food.

Dong Chunlei counted the belongings he collected that night and said, "You can't buy all the food. You have to keep some for emergencies. You need money for food on the road and for settling down somewhere."

Dongming Ziyu had no objection, "Buying too much food is a waste of time, mainly salt. Besides, there are many disaster victims here, and food and salt are expensive. Buy some to eat first, and then go south to buy more."

Dong Chunlei also heard about the price of food just now and sighed: "That's fine."

He divided the property and arranged for a few able-bodied laborers to follow Dongming Ziyu into the city to buy grain.

It’s not just random people, there’s basically one for every family. Money and food are all used together now. How much is spent and how is it spent? Everyone has a witness, which saves the hassle.

I have to say that you cannot underestimate the wisdom of little people, they are very smart.

The officers and soldiers guarding the city gate checked the household registration documents of Dongming Ziyu and several others, and then looked at a few more people and said, "Where are the people you are traveling with?"

Dongming Ziyu pointed in the direction of the camp in the distance, "More than two hundred people, old and young, are waiting there."

The officers and soldiers glanced at his finger and said: "Come out immediately after buying something. The city gate will be closed when it gets dark. If you stay in the city overnight without a road, you will be tattooed and sentenced to death if you are caught."

Dongming Ziyu said repeatedly: "Yes."

He understood that the control should be tighter. At this time, the magistrate did not order the city gates to be closed tightly, which really showed his concern for the people.

There are so many refugees outside. If we really want to let them into the city unconditionally, we will face many problems.

Look at this road, even the wild vegetables in the fields have been dug up, not to mention the food, each one is like a locust passing through the border. If you enter the city, even if you have money to buy food, where can you drink water? Where can you live? It will seriously affect the local area.

Public security and life of the people.

It can be seen that not everyone has the courage to let disaster victims into the city to buy food.

There were many victims of the disaster shopping on the street, and there were also many government officials and soldiers patrolling with knives. There were many people on the street, but it was not lively at all. No one was making loud noises, and they spoke under their breath.

Grain is very expensive, and salt is even more expensive. They brought more than 200 taels of silver notes and only bought a dozen bags of coarse grains and 50 kilograms of salt. There was no need for a cart, just one bag per person.

In this way, they came out carrying big bags and attracted the attention of many victims. Many people watched them from a distance, waiting to steal food, especially salt, while everyone was sleeping in the middle of the night.

Dong Chunlei glanced around cautiously and said: "The old rule is that when families are separated, each person should bring some, and they cannot be piled together."

In fact, there were more than 200 households, and even if the grain and salt were spread out to each person, it wouldn't be much.

Dongming Ziyu looked at the sky and said, "There is still an hour until dark. Let's leave the city gate and continue on our way. There are too many victims here, and we are afraid that they will be incited to loot."

Everyone was fine with it, drank the porridge, and rested for a while. Everyone collected their own grain and salt and set off again.

However, the affected victims followed.

The further south you go, the more green you get, the more grass roots and wild vegetables you can eat, and you can also find wells, but they are controlled by some villagers and cost ten cents a bucket.

Now everyone has money, and one family bought two buckets of water.

Dong Chunlei looked at the twenty or so victims who were following him all the way, and discussed with Dongming Ziyu: "Why don't we buy them a few buckets of water and give them a handful of salt. The money came from an unfair source, so we can give some as charity to avoid disasters."

Dongming Ziyu nodded. If they were grateful and gave up trying to attack them, then he would bypass them.

Dong Chunlei walked over, clasped his fists at them and said, "Guys, this is some coarse salt. We paid five extra buckets of water in copper coins. You can go and share it."

Those people looked at each other. The middle-aged man in the lead took the small cloth bag with salt and bowed: "Thank you very much."

If you go with this group of more than 200 people to grab it, you will probably die if you grab even a little bit. Now that we have water, salt, grass roots, and wild vegetables, we don’t need to fight so hard and just hold on.

If there is even a little hope of survival, who would be willing to risk their lives? Besides, it seems like they can't defeat these people. If we can hold on for two more days, there might be people giving porridge in the next town.

Everyone hurried on their way and breathed a sigh of relief when they found that the group of people who followed them did not follow them again.

Shangguan Ruoli reminded everyone: "Put some salt in the water. Drink it to make you stronger."

These days, if Dongming Ziyu hadn't secretly put some salt in everyone's buckets from time to time, these people wouldn't have the strength to push the cart, and they wouldn't be walking so fast.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Fortunately, with salt, it will be much better."

However, things were not very optimistic.

I started walking at dawn and rested at dusk for ten days. It started to rain lightly, and the cold wind blew into my bones.

It had been three years since we had seen rain. At first, everyone was overjoyed to see the rain. However, after walking for three days in a row, the rain did not stop, and it became uncomfortable.

The weather has become cold in late autumn, and the rain is icy cold. My whole body is wet and my heart feels chilly.

The road was slippery and difficult to walk on. It was full of mud. When I put my foot down and pulled it out, my foot came out and my shoe fell inside. The wheels of the cart got stuck in the mud and I couldn't push it.

Even if it is not a drought year in their hometown, there is little rain throughout the year, and this season the rain is even less heavy. This kind of situation has not been encountered often.

The key is that it's raining and it's impossible to camp. Several children and the elderly have already caught cold and developed fever. Fortunately, Shangguan Ruoli has medicine here, so it doesn't get worse.

Everyone tried their best to build sheds around several carts with sticks and straw mats, allowing children and frail old people to ride in the carts.

Qian held a stick in his hand and pulled Ling Yue, one step at a time and one step at a time, "Siya, will you go with them to sit on the cart for a while?"

Ling Yue held up the big bamboo hat and said, "No, it will keep you warm if you walk more."
Chapter completed!