Traveling through the Three Kingdoms: She brings unlimited supplies to build infrastructure

Chapter 289 Relief
"follow me!"

The black-armored officer waved to the young man.

Although the young man was afraid, he still followed.

Under the leadership of the black-armored officer, he crossed the anti-horse antlers set up in the road.

Came to a tent.

The curtain door of the tent was raised, and a long high-top table was blocked in front.

The young man saw such a table for the first time and couldn't help but look up and down.

He looked through the open curtain again and was stunned for a moment.

This big tent is filled with grain bags, stacked on top of each other, all the way to the top.

Is this food the relief food that military commander mentioned?
The thought made his heart tremble.

Linyu is close to the sea, so there is no shortage of marine goods, but there is a lack of cultivated land, and food has always been expensive.

Will these things really be distributed to them?
The young man was in a state of confusion, looking forward to it but not daring to hope too much.

At this time, a middle-aged scribe slowly walked out, rubbed his hands and sat behind the long table.

As soon as I saw the young man's appearance without neat clothes, I immediately realized that his eyebrows were not eyebrows and his eyes were not eyes. He was very unhappy to be disturbed from his rest.

The young man was used to being treated with this kind of attitude, but the black-armored officer beside him reached out and knocked on the table.

"Who are you showing your face to?" he said displeasedly, "Zhao Lieutenant ordered you to help put out grain, but you are not in your position and are just hiding in there?"

These scribes who were temporarily recruited in Linyu City were really annoying without the supervision of pickets.

After a sudden attack, the clerk's face turned pale and ugly.

Although they are just petty officials, they still have some official aura. Why do they usually need to be good-tempered to these civilians and these big-headed soldiers?
The scribe, who had not yet adapted to the current situation, suddenly darkened his face.

He felt that these illiterate soldiers could not stay away from him, so he put on airs and said: "If you have any objections, just do it yourself."

The black-armored officer didn't like him, and sneered: "Captain Zhao sees that you officials don't have to waste money and food, do you really think you can't do it without you?"

"Come here, take this man to the county government office and tell Colonel Zhao the whole story."

As soon as the words fell, two soldiers came forward and skillfully took out the arrogant scribe.

The black-armored officer turned around and looked around among the sergeants: "Xie Lang, Liang Da, you two are here."

Xie Lang was fine, but Liang Da immediately hesitated and said: "This... team leader, I, have the word Chou."

He had not been in the army for a long time, and he was not a good student. He had to scratch his head in evening cultural classes.

After a few months, I only learned a few words crazily.

"Isn't this asking you to learn more from Xie Lang?" The black-armored officer, who was called the captain, had a headache when he saw Liang Da's scumbag face, "Stop talking nonsense and hurry up."

After scolding Liang Da, the team turned to look at the young man on the side: "This is where you get the relief food."

After speaking, he nodded to the young man and turned to leave.

The young man witnessed a county clerk being sent away because of his bad attitude, and his mind was a little confused.

Fishermen are untouchables;
When did those high-ranking scribes and officials need to be polite to lowly pigs and dogs like them?

Before he could figure it out, a kind voice came from beside him and asked: "Brother, do you want to receive relief food?"

The young man hurriedly turned around, raised his hands to the two sergeants sitting behind the long table, and said anxiously: "Yes."

"Please show me the talisman."

"Okay, okay." The young man hurriedly took out the talisman letter from his arms and handed it over with both hands.

Xie Lang took the record and checked it carefully and asked: "My name is Yan Ping, right? What do you usually do for a living? What do you do?"

Yan Ping has grown so big that no one has ever asked him this question. After a while, he rubbed his hands and said shyly: "The younger one is Yan Ping. His family makes a living by fishing. He knows nothing but this."

He saw the rough-looking Liang Da clumsily writing something on the white Cai Hou paper.Inexplicably feeling inferior in his heart, he rubbed his red, swollen and chapped hands and lowered his head deeply.

Xie Lang smiled and said: "Don't you know how to fish? How can you say you can't do anything?"

Yan Ping waved his hands repeatedly: "Everyone in our village makes a living by fishing. This is really nothing."

Xie Lang paused in writing and continued to ask: "Since you make a living by fishing and earn a living at sea, are you familiar with the temperament and conditions of this sea area?"

Yan Ping thought carefully and replied: "I am familiar with the offshore sea, but I don't know how far it is. Small fishing boats cannot go that far."

"Okay." Xie Lang nodded and wrote it down in the book.

After recording, he handed the talisman letter back to Yan Ping. Just as he was about to get up and go into the tent to get food, Liang Da had already walked in.

After a while, he came out with a wooden bucket for weighing: "Here, for a young man like you, one person gets four liters of rations a day, which is enough for three days."

The number reported by Liang Da shocked Yan Ping and he did not dare to reach out to take it.

"This... is too much, too much. I have done nothing, so how dare I receive so much rice." Yan Ping waved his hand.

Seeing him like this, Xie Lang felt that he was an honest man.

"You don't have to think too much, just take it first." Xie Lang comforted, "Be grateful and just obey the order."

Liang Da, however, was not as formal as Xie Lang. He said directly: "Hurry up and pick up your robe. There is no bag for you to put it in."

Yan Ping blushed and lifted up the hem of his dirty robe.

wow.

The mixed grains of wheat and beans also had some powdery wheat husks on them. When it was poured onto the hem of Yan Ping's clothes, it made a pleasant sound.

The last time he ate wheat rice was on Yuan Day. Yan Ping couldn't help but swallowed and his hands were trembling.

"It's cold, come back soon." Xie Lang reminded him kindly when he saw that he was wearing thin clothes and there was a layer of frost and snow on his eyebrows.

Yan Ping came back to his senses and left with a lot of thanks.

Seeing him walking away in ragged clothes, Xie Lang unconsciously touched the thick military uniform on his body and suddenly laughed with emotion.

Liang Da also exhaled a white breath and said solemnly: "Last winter, I was too cold to survive."

Xie Lang was about to talk about old things with him when he heard him continue: "I can only go to rich people's houses to steal dogs. That dog is so vicious. The clothes on my butt have been bitten with a hole in them. It's the only good piece of clothing!"

Liang Da sighed.

“But it’s so delicious!”

The smile on Xie Lang's face suddenly disappeared, and he moved the small bench farther away from him.

Yan Ping stared at the increasing snowstorm and walked towards home.

The snow was falling harder and harder, and it was much colder than when it came, but he didn't notice it.

An unprecedented expectation for the future dispelled the coldness in his body.

His face, which was bruised by the cold, unconsciously put on a smile.

Before reaching the square gate, the door has already opened.

The chief stood there with a bunch of people, a layer of snow piled on his shoulders.

When they saw Yan Ping, everyone's eyes lit up and they gathered around, asking in all directions: "How is it? Did you get it?"

"Is there really food I can get?"

Yan Ping didn't speak, just smiled and unzipped his clothes.

Snowflakes like poplar catkins in the sky fell on the rice in the bag.

There was a burst of cheers in the square.

(End of this chapter)