Chapter 37: A Thousand Gold Carriage and Horses Scroll
Shan Qiao is the youngest among the six, only sixteen years old this year.
But at this time, the other teams had no intention of taking care of him.
Therefore, the mountain can only keep moving back.
Unfortunately, the people he brought with him were all old, weak, sick and disabled, so when Hong Can had organized a team of 2,000 people, Shan Qiao was still walking on the road.
Shan Qiao didn't care what others did. He led his one hundred people forward while perfecting the plan in his mind.
'Break it into parts, decentralize and manage it regionally.'
Shan Qiao silently thought about these words in his heart.
He had some ideas when he took the people away, so he deliberately took some utensils from the tribe. While walking, he gradually improved this idea.
Due to the burden of the people he brought with him, he set out in the morning, and it was not until the afternoon that Shanqiao took the people to a relatively backward position among hundreds of thousands of people.
"White pine, vanilla, river, ivy, you..."
As early as on the road, Shan Qiao had divided his one hundred people into four teams, which were managed by Bai Song and others respectively.
At this moment, after arriving at the destination, he gave orders directly.
According to what was said before, Bai Song and others organized their own teams to pull the grass vines that were more than ten feet long to divide these strangers into squares.
There are about a hundred people in each square.
At the same time, a clan member kept shouting:
"People in the squares sit on the ground and don't move. Food will be brought soon. There is something for everyone."
"When the food is being distributed, if the people in a certain square stand up and fight for it, no food will be given to the people in the entire square.
People in other squares can raise their hands to report the fighting, and the whistleblower will be given double portions of food."
The women in front kept separating the squares one by one with grass and vines, and spoke to calm everyone's emotions.
In the 'Mountain and Sea Realm', women are more respected among the human race because they can give birth, so Shanqiao lets women take the lead, which can reduce everyone's rebellious psychology.
Following closely were some young and strong men with disabled bodies. They had disabled bodies and could only do what they could, so they were ordered by Shan Qiao to use white ash to mark squares along the grass and vines.
After that, the old people selected one person from each square as the temporary leader based on their own experience and vision, and some beautiful colorful feathers were inserted on the heads of these people.
In addition, two other people were hired as deputies to assist, and they were promised twice as much food.
Of course, if the elected interim leader is unqualified, he will be replaced.
These people are responsible for managing the human race within a square.
The youngest teenagers are interspersed among these people. Whenever there is a dispute, they will appear there immediately.
The oldest among this group of teenagers is no more than fifteen years old, and the youngest is only eleven or twelve years old, basically still a child.
At this moment, they relied on their age advantage and tried to persuade him through hard words.
Alas, who can be angry with a group of children?
And what these teenagers did was not only that, they also singled out the injured or sick people in the crowd one by one, found separate places to resettle them, and cut down a few red trees to make eye-catching signs.
Zhang Ke stood above the clouds and stared down. The chaotic crowd below was operating in an orderly manner under Shan Qiao's command. He couldn't help but nodded.
In just a short time, nearly a hundred squares have been separated from the mountain, which means that tens of thousands of people have been gathered together.
Compared with him, the performance of Red Silkworm and others was much worse.
'It seems that Shan Qiao is more suitable to be a clan leader than Red Silkworm!'
Zhang Ke was thinking in his heart and grabbed the air with his left hand.
Hong Can, Shi Xiong and the other six people were extremely busy at the moment, and suddenly found that their bodies were flying into the air uncontrollably.
"Don't panic!"
Just as he was about to struggle, a ringtone rang in his ears along with Zhang Ke's voice.
Immediately understood that this was Master Ruyi using his magical powers again, he immediately stopped moving. This was the first time for the six of them to leave the ground with their feet.
Looking at the shrinking scenery below, the six people felt dizzy, their bodies were as limp as mud, and they couldn't lift any strength.
This process was extremely short. By the time the six of them had stabilized their minds, they had already stepped onto the clouds.
Zhang Ke's left index finger flashed and he drew a circle in front of him.
Like ripples on the water, a scene appears in the circle.
Taoism: Water Mirror Technique
"Take a look!"
After hearing Zhang Kezhi's words, Hong Can and others couldn't help but cast their eyes on the water mirror.
How Zhang Ke was able to manifest the scene below was no longer surprising to them. This man's magical powers were already known to several people.
At this moment, they were more attracted by the scene shown in the water mirror.
What was shown in the water mirror was the actions of the one hundred people led by Shan Qiao. Since Zhang Ke did not use 'infrasound waves', the few people saw only pictures but no sound.
But even so, they couldn't help but feel a little ashamed. They didn't expect that what they and others had done was worse than a group of old, weak, sick and disabled people.
Red Silkworm turned her head and looked at the steep mountain beside her, and secretly made a decision in her heart.
"You see! Shanqiao is the best, and you all manage it according to this model."
Zhang Ke said casually, then took out six scrolls from his sleeve and handed them to six people respectively.
"This is what I prepared for you, go ahead!"
Without waiting for the six people to reply, Zhang Ke raised his sleeves, and the six people somersaulted and fell into the sky.
"ah--!"
Amidst the panicked screams, Hongcan and others landed smoothly.
Shan Qiao's heart was beating like a drum, and his legs were shaking uncontrollably. Zhang Ke's sudden shock really frightened him.
After regaining his composure, Shan Qiao raised his hand to wipe away the cold sweat on his head.
He shouted twice and called several teenagers to him.
After looking at the scroll in his hand, Shan Qiao slowly unfolded it curiously.
In the dark golden scroll engraved with countless mysterious patterns, several columns of writing came into view.
This is a kind of writing that he has never seen before, but the strange thing is that he can recognize every word.
"Rich families don't need to buy fertile land, there are thousands of grains of millet in books!"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Shan Qiao opened the scroll and read out the two columns of text on the far right.
As he recited, the strokes of the two columns of words flashed with white-gold light, and then they were dismantled and separated like building blocks.
The strokes of horizontal, dot, vertical, stroke, stroke, horizontal hook, horizontal fold hook, horizontal stroke, vertical hook, and vertical lift are interspersed and flying in the scroll.
Shan Qiao's eyes were straight, and he saw more than a hundred strokes interspersed and dancing to create a strange pattern, somewhat similar to the small fish basket he wove for his sister out of fine grass.
It has a big belly and a round mouth. There is a layer of white edge sealing around the edge of the round mouth.
On the round, big-bellied urn, the strokes are woven and twisted like rattan, and the word "Feng" is embedded on it.
The ‘granary urns’ are piled together indistinctly.
[Thousands of Gold Carriages and Horses Scroll] Thousand Bells of Millet!
Several teenagers beside Shan Qiao also stretched their necks curiously to look at the changes in the scroll, and all of them were amazed.
Shan Qiao turned the scroll over and looked at it. Except for the flashing light pattern in the scroll, there was nothing else.
He scratched his head and tentatively touched his fingers to the patterns in the scroll.
'Um?'
It was obviously just a pattern in the scroll, but when he put it in his hands, he felt like he was firmly grasping something. He instinctively reached out and grabbed the thing in his hand and lifted it up.
A white-gold luster flashed across the surface of the scroll, and he grabbed a palm-sized 'granary urn' from the scroll.
And just after Shan Qiao took out the 'granary urn' from the scroll, he felt that the thing in his hand was getting bigger quickly, and the weight was also increasing, and he was overwhelmed in an instant.
As soon as I let go of my hand on the steep mountain, the 'granary urn' fell from my hand.
"Peng~!"
The palm-sized 'granary urn' fell to the ground and became four feet tall.
Shan Qiao flicked his wrist, looked at each other with several teenagers, and then all looked at this sudden thing.
Shan Qiao tentatively removed the wooden board on the round mouth of the 'granary urn', and suddenly there was a mellow rice fragrance that he had never smelled before, like a hook, hanging on his nose.
"Ss—!"
The few people closest to him couldn't help but take a long breath together.
Just smelling the fragrance, a trace of saliva keeps producing in your mouth.
A few people in Shanqiao hurriedly looked into the urn, and saw that the thick white porridge that was almost overflowing from the urn was bubbling and bubbling in the urn, and steaming mist curled up.
The plump white rice grains and crystal-clear preserved fruits of various colors are tumbling in the porridge. The aroma of rice and various fruits are mixed together to create a unique taste.
"Gudu~! Gudu~!"
Several people couldn't help but swallow their saliva.
Shan Qiao's eyes glanced around the 'granary urn', and then settled on the white edge around the mouth of the urn.
He bent down, reached over and tried to smoke, and immediately pulled out a small white bowl.
Of course, the small one here only refers to the three-meter-tall human race of the ‘Mountain and Sea Realm’. From the perspective of people from the Blue Realm, this bowl is as big as five fingers spread out.
The white porcelain has delicate enamel and is as warm as jade. It is very delicate when held in the palm of a mountain.
‘Isn’t this a little too small?’
Shan Qiao muttered to himself and reached into the 'granary urn' to scoop out a bowl of steaming white porridge.
He brought it up to his nose, took a deep breath, and poured the whole bowl of white porridge into his mouth.
The white porridge is soft and glutinous. It looks hot but not hot. It is just right and warm like drinking hot soup in winter.
The sweet, ricey, and fruity aroma in his mouth stimulated his taste buds, making him unable to help but swallow.
"Gudu~!"
This sound not only came from the mouth of the mountain, but also came from the several teenagers beside him and the enslaved people who were looking directly at this place.
"Uh-huh~~!"
Shan Qiao sighed contentedly and burped.
Just one mouthful of porridge could actually make him feel full. Shan Qiao felt more and more in awe of Zhang Ke.
"You guys should try it too!"
Shan Qiao said to the teenagers beside him.
Not to mention the several teenagers scrambling to get bowls of porridge from the mouth of the urn, Shan Qiao continued to reach for the scroll.
He pulled out more than a dozen 'granary urns' from the scroll.
Seeing a slight commotion among the enslaved people not far away, Shan Qiao immediately shouted loudly:
"Don't move and obey the orders. Anyone who disobeys will not be fed!"
The slightly childish voice sounded far away, and some people immediately calmed down, but some people stood up from the ground regardless of it.
Shan Qiao made a quick decision and said loudly:
"The deputies in the square in front come to carry the food. Each person has a bowl. No more food is allowed. If anyone breaks the rules, food will not be allocated to the square where he is. The person who exposes the situation will get double portions."
As soon as these words came out, no one dared to move anymore, but looked at the people around them with eager eyes.
A deputy in one square raised his hands above his head.
"I am the deputy of this team. I am going to carry food. Don't arrest me!"
As he spoke, he and another deputy slowly stood up and watched with vigilance as everyone walked quickly towards the steep mountain.
The deputies in other squares also got up and walked towards the steep mountain at the instruction of the temporary leader.
As a result, the human race in some squares behind them became unable to sit still.
They didn't know how much food there was in Shanqiao, but they were worried that there would be no food when it was their turn, so they looked around and were ready to move.
Shan Qiao also noticed this and raised his voice again:
"The people behind are waiting. I will bring food over here. Anyone who acts rashly will be expelled from the tribe immediately."
Some of the young people passing by cleverly spread Shan Qiao's words back.
Shan Qiao no longer hesitated, walked back quickly, and kept pulling out the rations from the scroll according to the ration of one 'granary urn' per square.
He didn't calculate how many people a 'granary urn' could feed, but since he could keep extracting it from the scroll, he had to take it one step at a time.
At this time, several other teams also figured out the trick and extracted the 'granary urns' one after another.
With the steep mountain method, hundreds of thousands of people were quickly separated, and everyone had white porridge before sunset.
There is food in the belly and no panic in the heart!
Seeing that the Xiawan tribe was able to provide sufficient food, everyone felt at ease waiting for the next order.
Now that the weather has turned colder, it will be difficult to survive this winter without leaving the Xiawan tribe, even if you don't end up eating a beast.
Therefore, although no one is watching, no one leaves alone.
In order to drive away the fear brought by the darkness, fires were lit.
Looking down from the sky, the bonfires are as dense as the stars in the night sky.
When Shan Qiao returned to Zhongfeng Cave, Hong Can and others had also returned and were discussing with Zhang Ke how to proceed next.
"Shan Qiao meets the layman!"
Shan Qiao stepped forward and bowed respectfully to Zhang Ke.
"No gift, are you tired?
Come, sit next to me."
Zhang Ke patted his side and motioned Shan Qiao to sit down.
Feng Li's eyes turned red with jealousy. Zhang Ke's attitude toward Shan Qiao could be seen just from Zhang Ke's actions.
Shan Qiao thanked him and sat down properly.
He reached out and took out the scroll and asked curiously:
"Laity, I have put away the jars after eating, but why do I know the words behind them but can't read them?"
Zhang Ke chuckled twice.
"This is a treasure I specially made, called the [Thousand-Gold Chariot and Horse Scroll]. It can store a certain amount of daily resources and is specially refined for emergencies."
‘A thousand-dollar carriage and horse scroll?’
Shan Qiao and others muttered silently in their hearts.
Then Zhang Ke said:
“In addition to food, other daily necessities can also be extracted based on different characters.
For example, clothing, ropes, tents, coal, vehicle frames, etc.
The [Thousand-Gold Cart and Horse Scroll] you are using has been banned by me, and now it can only extract food."
Shan Qiao said "Oh" and understood the clue. Before he could speak, Zhang Ke continued:
"This treasure can only be stored but cannot be created out of nothing. All the food in it is real corn and preserved fruits.
In other words, if you want to keep generating food, you need to constantly put corn and other things into it, otherwise it can only last for a month at most."
Zhang Ke has plenty of food, but he will not give it away without limit.
He naturally understands the principle of helping people in need rather than helping those in need.
Red Silkworm and others were shocked. Originally, they thought they had got a treasure with endless food.
But think about it, this is normal. How can there be a treasure with endless food in the world?
Zhang Ke continued:
"The weather is getting colder and colder, and heavy snow will fall in the next few days.
Red silkworm!”
The red silkworm immediately bowed down and prostrated.
"The red silkworm is here!"
"There is no room for so many people in Wufeng Cave. Tomorrow you have to organize people to build houses for people to live in.
You also need to prepare enough wood for heating, as well as hunt for enough food and water. Although these things may not seem insignificant, they are crucial to whether you can survive this winter.
Apart from these, these hundreds of thousands of people must be put to good use and not left idle.
Female tribesmen, the elderly and children under the age of thirteen were placed in the caves to live, and some easier things were arranged to do.
Remember, no matter who you are, including members of your own clan, no one is allowed to make peace with female clan members at will.
As long as this winter can pass smoothly, the hearts of these people will be stable, do you understand?"
Red Silkworm responded respectfully:
"Red Silkworm understands!"
"Well, I will make models and drawings of how to build the house, and let Shan Qiao assist you. If you have anything you can't solve, just leave it to him."
Hong Can and the others' hearts moved, and they all turned to look at Shan Qiao, who looked a little happy, but also a little uneasy and excited.