Early in the morning, the refugee camp came out of the cooking smoke, a large pot of potatoes and crushed small rice porridge rolled together, the refugees in line took the wood and bamboo knots from the Dongjiang River one after another, and held chopsticks made of two branches on the side to eat.

Xu Dazhuang is not a scheming person, or the victims have scheming and can't get up, when your stomach is empty, the only two jobs that the brain can do are to find food and rest, what ethics and morality, intrigues and tricks, are thrown aside, can't think about it, this is one of the reasons why people are hungry and can even eat people, but with the bowl, he still tries to stay at the door, waiting for the big head bean sprouts that come every day.

There's only one thing that can attract, meat!

Listening to those homeless people who arrived early, those who were selected by this big-headed bean sprout every day could go to the city to receive things first, and after receiving them, they could go to the shed outside the east city gate to have a meal, and there were vegetables! There is soup! There is meat!!

After living for more than 20 years, Xu Dazhuang only tasted the taste of meat once in his memory, and that was when the son of Song Dahu in the township was admitted to Xiucai, Song Dahu killed a few pigs, and set up a wine banquet to invite the villagers of ten miles and eight villages, and then he got a piece.

Where to go Xu Dazhuang doesn't know and doesn't care, he has been starving for half a year, and if he can have meat, he can attract Xu Dazhuang like a moth to a fire.

Thinking about the taste of meat, the sweet potatoes in the bamboo tube seemed to be a little sweeter, and Xu Dazhuang couldn't help but show a sincere smile on his face.

Xu Dazhuang's conjecture was also interrupted, and he hurriedly wanted to lean up, but he looked down at the remaining slag in the bowl, and he was reluctant to clean it with chopsticks.

However, at the gate of the refugee camp, no one dared to squeeze, and the leaders of various homeless gangs were all at the front.

Since Zhou Erjing left, the cohesion of Xiao Yuan Ying began to decline, this migration, before and after the inflow of more than 100,000 displaced people, these people have no sense of identity with Yuan Shizhong, under the dilution of the displaced people, Xiao Yuan Ying has become history, become yesterday's yellow flower, but even so, Song Xiance is still constantly trying to weaken the original strength of the displaced people's organization.

"Meet Lord Song!"

"Alright, get up! Have you made the list you have screened out today? ”

"Back to my lord, it's all done!"

A group of small leaders scrambled to hand their list to the front, looking at the crowd that was enthusiastically moving forward, separated by a few pro-soldiers, and Song Xiance was slowly shaking his fan.

"In that case, let's get started!"

A few tables at the door, sitting a few masters, flipping through the roster and constantly recording, the homeless people who were selected by the small leaders left their names here, and they were immediately led out of the camp camp, and walked in a long line towards the city.

It's all because I'm greedy for that mouthful, and I guess I won't be able to eat meat again today.

However, today seems to have become his lucky day, and in this confusion, he can barely be regarded as the leader of his small gang, and Song Dahu, who escaped with him, slapped him violently.

"Da Zhuang! Not yet!"

"Master Song! This child is alone, and the whole family is not hungry! Fill the place! ”

"Little single! Not bad! Dongjiang still needs this, come in! ”

The big-headed bean sprouts nodded appreciatively, and Xu Dazhuang was dragged into the team in a daze, recorded his name, and followed the team like Changlong to the city.

At this time, the biggest impression of Dongjiang is not that he is brave and good at fighting, nor is he hospitable or rich in products, but impatient, and the master at the door is anxious, and he has just entered the South City Gate, and a pair of new cloth shoes are suddenly stuffed in his hand, and then several Dongjiang personnel are impatient and shouting.

"Next!"

Every year from the grassland, at least 100,000 or 200,000 pieces of leather can be imported, the sole is made of fine cowhide, and the canvas of the upper is also several layers, although it looks rustic, but many refugees are barefoot, and there are shoes on Amitabha, not to mention new shoes.

It's just that I still can't bear the pair of rotten shoes under my feet, which was given to my mother before her death, and I have been wearing it for five or six years, and I have broken more than ten holes, and I am about to become slippers, swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, followed others to sit on the side of the road, stuffed the old shoes into the pants, and put the new shoes on, Xu Dazhuang was a little depressed and found that these shoes were bigger.

And no wonder, 300,000 refugees! Dongjiang didn't have time to measure everyone's big feet and small feet, so he customized three sizes, one for children, one for women, and one for men.

The shoes are big, the insole of the Seri can still be worn, and there is a tightened bag outside, but it can't be worn if it's small, this is swaying loose and Dada, and Xu Dazhuang still wants to go to the crowd to change a pair, who knows this kung fu, in front of the shoe stall, suddenly quarreled.

"Hey, donkey day, why don't you let me take it!"

It seems that two little ruffians in the city wanted to run when they came in and grabbed two pairs of new shoes, but they were quickly held down by the clerk of Dongjiang.

"This is the material sent by Dongjiang to the refugees who immigrated to Dongjiang, put it down!"

"I won't let it go, what's the matter! You have the ability to kill me!"

The two of them quarreled here, and suddenly a large block was blocked at the gate of the city, and the front looked back at the excitement, and the back couldn't get in, seeing the chaos, the two little ruffians couldn't help but be more proud, arrogant, and the one on the right simply sat on the ground, and shouted like a splash touching porcelain.

"Hey, you scared Lao Tzu's legs, accompany Yinzi! If you don't have ten taels of silver today, you won't want to open it again! ”

But this dispatcher didn't quarrel with them anymore, in the face of the two people who were cheating, he directly blew a whistle, followed by a few military men in black armor who ran through the crowd like a barbarian bull and squeezed in directly.

"Hey, soldier? If you are a soldier, you can bluff the master, and tell you that I have practiced! You're ...... the, oops......"

Before the two of them finished blowing, the two of them had already screamed, and in Xu Dazhuang's stupidity, the two of them held one of them, dragging them out of the crowd like dragging chickens, and in the group of refugees gasping for air, no matter how they screamed, a rope was put around their necks, and the two ruffians went directly to the hanging city wall.

This Dongjiang is ruthless enough! Frightened, a cold sweat broke out on his back, and he didn't dare to look at the ruffian who was twisting like a live fish against the city wall, pulling on his big shoes, Xu Dazhuang hurriedly followed the crowd around the city wall and walked west.

Then there is a new set of clothes, quilts, beaten into a bag and carried on the back, to the East City Gate, a strong fragrance suddenly came to the nose, in the cauldron, meat and vegetables stewed together, making a gurgling sound, another big barrel, it turned out to be a big bucket of rice dry rice, and a few Dongjiang dispatchers impatiently for one refugee after another to hold rice, put vegetables, this end, there are people from the back of the bamboo tube to open the wooden lid, inside the sealed canned pork, beef jerky, fish directly poured into the pot.

I filled a whole bowl of bamboo tubes that ate like dog bowls, squatted on the side and stuffed a big mouthful, Xu Dazhuang suddenly burst into tears, eating the food in this mouthful, and then I felt like a person! Otherwise, they didn't live as well as the cows in the village!

This even meat and vegetables can be almost seven or eight taels, but for Xu Dazhuang, who has been hungry for more than ten years and has eaten gruel for several days, it is simply unsatisfied, but he licked the last grain of rice into his mouth, and wanted to mix it back and play another bowl, looking at the ruffian who was also hanging on the city wall, and recruited a ruffian full of flies, this Xu Dazhuang didn't dare, just in this kung fu, and he was in a team of homeless people, Zhao Liu, who was a neighbor of the next village, suddenly slapped him on the shoulder.

"Big Zhuangzi, don't go quickly! Rush to Ban County before sunset, and you can eat another meat dish, and you won't be served after the sun goes down! ”

Rice!

As soon as he heard this, his eyes were rounded, his burden was carried behind him, and the bamboo tube rice bowl with his eyes was hung on the waist of his pants, and before Zhao Liu could react, like a black whirlwind, this Xu Dazhuang disappeared, and he was stunned for a long time.

On the official road of Shandong in the eleventh year of Chongzhen, it is revealed that an incomparably spectacular scene is revealed, pulling into a long dragon like Henan refugees along the supply line divided by the Dongjiang River, towards the sea of Dengzhou, endlessly, moving forward, this time than the last time 100,000 refugees broke into the Guandong undoubtedly a lot more orderly, every day there will be three or five thousand refugees from the port of Dengzhou, arrived at the Dongjiang River and were resettled.

This will not be more than 300,000 people at once, it can give Mao Jue enough time to resettle, and especially importantly, it completely disrupts the original organizational framework of these Henan refugees.

Song Xiance's selection of people is characteristic, each camp of exiles, gangs, only one or two people are selected every day, so they set off together, there is a time difference, the first to arrive has been arranged into the new village, and the late to want to go in tandem has no chance, in this way, like the imperial court Zhao'an, the chance of repeated rebellions has almost been reduced to the extreme, the clan power has also been suppressed, and the rule of the Dongjiang River will be strengthened.

It is worthy of Song Xiance, who thinks about Dongjiang all the time.

As for Xu Dazhuang, one of these victims, his memory of this road is only two things, hurry, eat! Hurry, eat! Except for dinner and breakfast, there was a long distance between each meal, and under the temptation of the meal, he didn't even stop panting along the way, just a stuffy head, more than 20 days, and before he knew it, he finally walked to the sea.

"Eat!"

Skillfully held the bowl to the edge of the shed, this kung fu, a burst of surprised voices suddenly came from the front, subconsciously, he turned his head, and the next second, his eyes were also round.

A new generation, the Dongjiang River has reached more than 100 meters of transport merchant ships across the sea, floating with the waves and rippling, this behemoth, in the eyes of Xu Dazhuang, who has been facing the loess all his life with his back to the sky, is simply shocking!

On the other hand, the starting point of Caozhou, just sent away a group of people, Song Xiance was relaxed and moved his muscles and bones, and came out of the refugee camp, but as soon as he entered the city gate, a carriage galloped to the front of him and stopped abruptly, and then he was carried into the car like a little chicken, and before he could turn around, two pairs of ill-intentioned eyes suddenly fell on him, and the two pairs of fists were also rubbed together, and the lewd voice fell on Song Xiance's ears.

"Strategist! Hey, hey, hey!"

"Don't, don't slap your face!"

Full of sorrow, Song Xiance hugged his big head............

(End of chapter)