When the other villagers saw this, those who had enough energy returned home, while the rest watched at the entrance of the village. They could buy food, but they couldn't go in.
However, they didn't seem to be on guard against the children. Xu Yue wiped her tear-stained face and slipped into the village with the Wang family's aunt and sisters under the care of Xu Dalang.
The villagers saw it, but didn't say anything. They guessed that they might be going to other people's homes to beg for food, and they just felt sad.
While Xu Yue looked at the village, she told her sister and Aunt Wang beside her:
"Just look at the door when someone opens the door. Don't enter the door randomly. Someone comes out and says a few auspicious words, such as good luck to the owner, wealth, good health, etc."
"Everyone accepts whatever is given to him. When he accepts it, he says thank you for being a good person and has a safe life. If he doesn't give anything, he should say thank you first before leaving. Do you remember this?"
After Aunt Wang tried her best to write it down, she nodded her head heavily: "Yeah."
"Where's sister?" Xu Yue looked at Xu Erniang.
Xu Erniang, who was shocked by her sister's skill in begging, came to her senses and said that she would give blessings to kind people.
Xu Yue turned to look at Xu Dalang who was following behind her, "Where's my brother?"
Xu Dalang grinned, imitated the movements she had just taught Mrs. Wang, cupped her hands and said, "Good luck!"
Okay, good! Xu Yue nodded with satisfaction.
There happened to be three houses with their doors open in front of them. Xu Yue waved her hand and the Wang family's aunt went to the left, Xu Erniang went to the right, and Xu Yue and Xu Dalang went to the house directly in front.
Someone came out of the house, Xu Yue opened her mouth with a smile and said auspicious words in a jerky local dialect, and was sensible enough not to rush into the house. Kind-hearted people saw how pitiful they were, so they would give her something to kill them.
Xu Yue took the things and took her brother with her to thank the owner obediently before leaving.
Some kind-hearted people called the brother and sister back and gave them an extra broken bowl or vegetable dumplings or something.
Of course, there were also a few villagers who really hated this kind of behavior. When they saw them coming from a distance, they slammed the door shut.
When I saw it at first, I did feel a little sad, but Xu Yuenei was an adult in his soul after all, so he soon felt relieved, put on a smile and continued to the next restaurant.
As for moral integrity...what is it? Can it be eaten?
After such discussion, there is always something gained.
There was a broken mat, an old clay pot, three broken bowls, three vegetable balls, half a pancake, and an old child's clothes with patches on top of each other and holes poked in them.
The level of productivity in this era is only so low. These things that will be thrown into the garbage dump in future generations and no one will pick them up are already the greatest goodwill of the villagers.
Xu Yue didn't dislike it at all.
Although the mat is torn, it can block the early morning moisture. Although the patchwork is full of holes, it is still cloth. Covering the body is always better than not covering anything at all.
The clay pot and broken bowl are even more useful. You can cook something and eat it. You don't have to eat dry barbecue or the like that will cause constipation. At least you can have hot water to drink.
Vegetable dumplings and pancakes, to be honest, this is the first time Xu Yue has seen a little green in food after traveling so long.
Why do you think they are constipated?
It is caused by not eating fruits and vegetables for a long time, resulting in a serious lack of dietary fiber in the body and excessive and unbalanced nutrition.
Xu Yue put all the things brought by the villagers into the old pottery pot, handed them to her brother, led her sister and the Wang family aunt, and happily returned to the entrance of the village.
The adults have exchanged food, some of which are cooked food, some of which are one or two handfuls of wild vegetables, and most of which are millet mixed with bran.
In Yanzhou itself, Gu is also called Liang or Su. The difference between the two is that Liang is high-quality millet and Su is ordinary millet.
Unhulled millet or millet mixed with more than one-third of the bran is called grain.
Agriculture was not developed at this time, and we were still relying on the weather for food, so even the chaff would be left behind for cooking.
The reason why the villagers sold millet with bran to the Xu and Wang families was not to take advantage of them, but because this was the general market situation.
Xu Da spent twenty money and got a handful of wild vegetables, two wheat cakes, and five pounds of bran millet.
To sum it up, the villagers are already very kind. There are no middlemen to make profit from the price difference, and they give more than what is available in the market.
"Our harvest this year is not very good, so I can only give you so much." The villagers were afraid that they would misunderstand, so they explained.
Wang Dayou also spent twenty money in exchange for a handful of wild vegetables and five pounds of bran millet.
As for wheat cakes, he didn't have any.
Speaking of this, Wang Dayou couldn't help but admire his brother Xu even more.
He never knew that Brother Xu could also do divination. He kept talking and asked people to give him two wheat cakes for free, and even called him a master with gratitude.
Wang Dayou thought to himself that he was not an expert. This kind of secret technique of Feng Shui calculation has never been spread to outsiders. I am afraid that not many powerful families know much about it.
For a moment, I felt that the Xu family's life background was becoming more and more confusing.
There was also a woman who hurriedly came to see Xu Gaoren with her child in her arms, which profoundly demonstrated the ancient people's inexplicable worship and awe of the power of ghosts and gods.
Unfortunately, the two families bought food and left the small village. The woman could only look at the empty entrance of the village and secretly lamented that her children were not blessed.
The two families did not go far, but came to the small river near the village and found a flat place to rest.
Each family built a fire and prepared to cook.
Xu Da found a big stone and skillfully set up the stove, put the pot on it, poured water, put half a catty of corn in it, put a lot of wild vegetables, sprinkled two grains of salt given by the villagers, and stirred it with branches.
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Soon, the aroma of food emerged, and the stomachs of the Xu Yue brothers and sisters, who were already hungry, began to growl.
But there was still some time before the wild vegetable porridge was fully cooked, so Wang gave them the vegetable balls and pancakes that the children had asked for.
The Wang family's wife also had a portion, which was less than half the size of her palm, and she didn't forget to give some to her younger brother.
Several children ate slowly, as if this way, the waiting time would become shorter.
A quarter of an hour later, the wild vegetable porridge was cooked, and there were only three broken bowls. After one was given to the Wang family, only two were left in the Xu family. The family of five took turns serving the porridge in bowls.
After eating the warm wild vegetable porridge, Xu Yue's burning stomach finally calmed down.
The water was gurgling in front of me, and a few yellow leaves were drifting with the water. A family of five with full stomachs didn't know where they were going.
I thought that after leaving Sanyang County and finding the water source, everything would be fine.
I thought that when I arrived in Puyang, I would get the protection I deserve and have a place to stay.
However, it's already nine months, and they are still huddled outside other people's villages, using the sky as their quilt and the ground as their mat!
The family of five looked at each other and sighed together, "Oh~, go to sleep."
Lying on the tattered straw mat, thinking about the days when her family had eaten one meal but not another, Xu Yue suddenly wanted to recite a poem.
"During the Qingxuan Year, there is hunger, thousands of families are frowning, they have food but no food, tears are flowing down into beads, disaster, disaster, disaster is coming, how can we avoid it!"
