Gongsun Baoyue's hand was covered with a handkerchief given by a concubine of the Duwei Mansion, which covered her handcuffs. People were coming and going on the street, but not many people paid attention to her.
Don't be afraid if you notice that almost all the people in this city who can recognize the former queen Gongsun Baoyue have been killed.
Even if they recognize the remaining ones, they dare not recognize them, let alone take another look, for fear of offending Xu Jiajun and adding another crime.
If you are punished to work in a mine as a coolie, that would be a life worse than death.
The two of them walked a little further and came to the former Beiting Mansion Office.
The residents of the city lined up in a long queue in front of the government office gate in an orderly manner. There were men and women, old and young, and they looked very worried.
Gongsun Baoyue didn't know when these poor people who couldn't read a word and only knew how to mess around understood the word order.
Among the crowd, the oldest ones were in their forties or fifties.
The children were as young as six or seven years old and as old as thirteen or fourteen. Their eyes showed both fear and curiosity.
None of the younger dolls appeared.
What is this going on? Gongsun Baoyue's eyes were full of inquiry, but she was curious but she didn't ask Xu Yue a word.
I saw the female soldiers setting up a long row of tables and stools in front of the government office. Gongsun Baoyue saw those noble and romantic literati and poets in the past, standing in front of the government office submissively.
Each of them received a booklet and a charcoal pen from the female soldier, and sat in the back rows in front of the long tables.
A female soldier brought two wooden signs, one of which said "Literacy Class Registration Point", and placed them on the left side of the Yamen.
The other one says "Student Registration Point" and is placed to the right of the Yamen.
The female soldier held an iron bucket and a loudspeaker in her hand and shouted: "For the literacy class, go to the three teachers on the left to sign up. For children, go to the three teachers on the right to sign up. Children who have signed up can go to the government office to get a steamed bun for free."
Why do you think the residents of the city are so active and follow order?
The fear of Xu Jiajun's ferocity is one of them, but the more important thing is the reward of this steamed bun.
Those with wealthy families may not like it, but for the 80% of ordinary people in the city who live a hard life, food has a fatal attraction for them.
Because before that, the Xu Jiajun had blocked Beidu for two days and two nights.
There are many people who don't have enough food at home. They have to eat one meal without finishing the next. If the Xu family army's order to close the door is continued for one more day, people will starve to death.
The aroma of noodles suddenly wafted out from the yamen. That aroma can only be obtained by kneading and steaming the freshest flour.
Suddenly, the registration team became restless, and the sounds of swallowing saliva rose and fell.
Gongsun Baoyue swallowed secretly, she was hungry!
She should have been hungry a long time ago, she hadn't eaten for two days.
Xu Yue looked back and saw Gongsun Baoyue staring directly in the direction of the government office lobby, with green light flashing in his eyes, which was very scary.
"You two, look at her." Xu Yue called two female soldiers passing by and asked them to stare at Gongsun Baoyue before striding into the government office alone.
She hadn't had lunch yet, so she went to ask for two steamed buns.
As the leader, Xu Yue still had this small privilege. When the cooks in the government office kitchen saw her coming, they enthusiastically brought a bowl of white flour steamed buns.
Rice is grown in Youzhou, and wheat production is also very stable. With rice as a backing, Xu Jiajun has never been short of flour.
In order to chase the enemy these days, everyone eats rice because it is easy to make and can save a lot of time.
After eating too much rice, Xu Yue was afraid that the soldiers would be tired of it. After entering the city and settling down, Xu Yue asked the cook camp to make some noodles and give them a toothpaste.
It can also be regarded as a different kind of reward.
Noodles need to be cooked more carefully to be delicious. Even the simplest white flour steamed buns, if you want to make them delicious, you have to grind the flour several times.
Therefore, the soldiers were very happy to know that they had big steamed buns to eat. After all, they were born as northerners, and their love for pasta has been engraved in their DNA.
Xu Yue took away the bowl of steamed buns handed to her by the cook without any politeness. She could finish one in three or four bites. The steamed buns that had just come out of the oven were steaming hot. When she took a bite, she felt like eating cotton. After chewing twice, she tasted sweet.
Come.
too delicious!
There were five steamed buns in the big bowl. Xu Yue showed off three of them in one go. When she walked out of the government office, only two were left.
The children in the registration team looked at the two steamed buns in her bowl that were so white and so fragrant that they were so greedy that they cried out.
Xu Jiajun kept his word, and the female soldiers took the successfully registered children into the government office and gave each of them a big steamed bun. Only then did they stop crying pitifully.
"Yours, eat it. Eat well before you go on the road." Xu Yue handed the two steamed buns in the bowl to Gongsun Baoyue, who had been staring at the big bowl in her hand since she appeared.
When the two female soldiers saw their leader coming back, they gave her a military salute and continued their mission.
Gongsun Baoyue held the steamed buns in both hands and ate them, not caring about his dirty hands. Fortunately, there was a handkerchief given by the concubine of the Duwei Mansion to separate the layers, otherwise the white steamed buns would not be white anymore.
The hot, soft big steamed buns will impress even the nobles who are used to eating good meat and rice.
Gongsun Baoyue had never eaten such soft steamed buns, nor seen such white pasta. It was as clean as the white clouds in the sky, without a trace of dust.
After eating two steamed buns, Gongsun Baoyue choked and was still shocked by Xu Jiajun's wealth.
Being able to give out such good pasta as a reward to children who take the initiative to sign up for school would be impossible for those who are not rich enough to give it up.
Xu Yue handed over the water bag, but the stopper had already been pulled out. Gongsun Baoyue frowned and looked at her, but still held the water bag she handed over and drank two large gulps of water before swallowing the steamed bun stuck in the throat.
After eating two steamed buns, the burning feeling in my stomach subsided a lot. Although I am not very full yet, I can still hold on for a long time.
After returning the steamed naan to Xu Yue, Gongsun Baoyue couldn't help but ask: "Do you plan to make everyone read and write?"
Her expression seemed to say, Xu Jiajun has nothing to do after he is full, he is strong!
Xu Yue handed the empty bowl to the female soldiers next to her and asked them to send it back to the cooks. She smiled at the sarcastic Gongsun Baoyue and nodded, "Yes."
But she was not full.
"Why? Is there any benefit to you from doing this?" Gongsun Baoyue asked tentatively.
"You will understand after you undergo labor reform." Xu Yue answered perfunctorily.
Gongsun Baoyue gave her a cold look and stopped asking for trouble.
Leaving the overcrowded government office, you will find the busiest commercial street in the past. At this time, most of the shops are open.
There are mainly drug stores, grain stores, cloth stores that are necessary for daily life, and a pawn shop that specializes in selling second-hand goods.
Although they were said to be second-hand goods, Gongsun Baoyue felt that those objects looked very familiar. Taking a closer look, my dear, aren't these the ornaments in the Beigong Palace?
She also saw the nanmu bed she once slept on, which was sold for only 80,000 yuan!
Are all the belongings in Beigong moved out? Are they still for sale? Will anyone buy them?
