Before confiscating the house and going into exile, he emptied the enemy's warehouses and fled.

Chapter 251 Dead soldiers can also make money
Xie Yanyan, Xie Anfeng, Su Zhe and Xiao Baozi left Kyoto again for Lingnan.

Going to Lingnan this time is a completely different mentality than going to Lingnan two years ago.

At that time, I could not see the future and was full of despair and fear for the future.

This time, even though it was even more devastated due to the war, they felt comfortable revisiting the old place.

But the last time I left the capital was in March, when poplars were blooming, and this time it was winter.

The pure white snow on the ground cannot be seen in Lingnan. Little Baozi and Su Zhe haven't seen snow in two years, and they both want to play in the snow. Xie Yanyan also wants to play.

They settled in Yichuan Town the next day. Zhou Shaoyu smiled and said, "Uncle Xie, you accompany Xie Yanyan and the others to play while Zhou Huo and I have something to do."

Xie Anfeng said: "Do you want some of the digital brothers to accompany you?"

"No, no, no, we're just going to do a little errand."

Zhou Shaoyu and Zhou Huo went to do small errands, and Xie Yanyan asked the digital buddies to build a snowman together.

How can the digital brothers build a snowman? They don’t know how to play at all.

What is life? This kind of too philosophical thing is nothing to a dead soldier. I have been a soldier since I was a child. I eat and drink whenever I can. I have nothing, so I just survive by myself.

Apart from killing people, they couldn't even speak well.

The digital brothers watched blankly as they built a snowman. They first rolled up a small ball of snow and pushed it forward until the snowball started rolling.

The snowballs rolled bigger and bigger. After a while, two big balls rolled out. A big one on the bottom, and a smaller one on top. Then put a carrot in it to make a nose, two big red apples in it to make eyes, and a Put on a scarf and a hat, and a snowman is ready.

Little Baozi was so happy that he decided to build a small snowman himself. Su Zhe wanted to build a big one. Xie Yanyan felt that he couldn't build a smaller snowman than them.

So in the yard of the inn, several snowmen were quickly piled up.

The innkeeper was itching to see it and pulled the waiter to join him.

Happiness is contagious.

Xie Yanyan said to the little bun: "Go and ask the uncles to build a snowman together."

Little Baozi went to call the eighteen dead soldiers to gather together. When the dead soldiers were called uncle for the first time, they would not agree. They just said: "Master, please give me your orders."

Little Baozi: "Go and build your own snowman. Each of us has our own snowman."

Eighteen dead soldiers also went to build snowmen. They just didn't like to talk, and they were not stupid. They also built snowmen quite well.

Xie Yanyan gave them a basket of apples and carrots and asked them to put eyes and nose on the snowman. They were reluctant to part with it. This was very good food.

Xie Yanyan said: "Build a snowman first, and then you can take it down to eat if you want to eat it."

Before long, the yard was full of snowmen, big and small.

The shopkeeper said: "I haven't been so happy for a long time."

Yes, Xie Yanyan said in his heart, I have not been so relaxed in the past few months when I sent the princess back to Beijing. As expected, being yourself is the happiest thing.

Xie Yanyan saw that they were also wearing coarse black cotton clothes, and their noses were constantly running from the cold, so he asked: "Shopkeeper, are there any roadside stalls in your town? The kind that sell food."

The shopkeeper shook his head: "Miss, look, let alone roadside stalls, are there any people around here? Those who die must run away. Those who have not died or escaped will be good if they can survive with a bite to eat. Where can there be food stalls?" ?”

"Then do they have any money?"

"You mean copper coins? Five baht coins?" the shopkeeper said, "Yes, but those copper coins may be of no use. The court keeps changing. Who still recognizes copper coins? Silver is okay, but ordinary people can have it." How many taels?"

Does that mean everyone has copper coins in their hands?
Xie Yanyan thought that he would just collect the copper plates. This era was in chaos, but the copper plates of those small countries in the contemporary era were cultural relics for future generations and were of extremely high value. Research what countries and coins existed during the Three Kingdoms, Two Jins, Southern and Northern Dynasties. These can definitely be exchanged for good things at Xiaomei’s place.

You have the right not to redeem it, and it will be void after expiration. If you don’t redeem it, isn’t it a loss?
So, after building the snowman, she solemnly said to the eighteen number brothers: "I will give you a job. From today on, you go out and sell noodles to support yourself."

The digital brothers were shocked, are we selling noodles?

What about noodles? We can only kill people, but we can’t make or sell noodles!
Xie Yanyan said: "Can you make noodles?"

Those who know how to do numbers think about cooking noodles, which is the easiest thing.

Xie Yanyan took out a few packets of dried noodles and said, "Look at how to get the noodles."

Boil water, add noodles, stir with chopsticks to prevent them from forming clumps, and then cook for a while.

The noodles themselves are very fragrant, and the noodles are fragrant. Xie Yanyan looked at the shopkeeper and was almost greedy, so he served him a bowl, added a little mustard and chili sauce, and asked him: "Is it delicious?"

The shopkeeper ate without raising his head and praised greatly: "It's delicious, it's really delicious. This spicy one is even better."

Xie Yanyan said: "Then how much do you think this bowl of noodles can be sold for and people are willing to buy it?"

The shopkeeper thought it was delicious, but the people were too poor. He said hesitantly: "Logically speaking, it's not expensive if you sell it for one tael of silver. But who can afford one tael of silver? Alas, I'm afraid it won't cost you anything." Just buy them all if you only have one or two cents.”

Xie Yanyan said: "Then buy a bowl for two cents. The soup is free and the noodles are two cents."

She thought that chili sauce was too luxurious. People in ancient times only pursued food and clothing. So she would use mustard pickles, add some green vegetable leaves, and some shredded pork, and cook a large pot of pickle soup, and give it to those who want noodles. .

3 cents for noodles and soup?

The shopkeeper said in embarrassment: "I can't afford it even with 3 cents."

Xie Yanyan thought that he couldn't give it away for nothing, right?

She said to the digital buddies: "Let's do this. You guys set up a big pot in the town. The rich ones pay 2 cents for a bowl of noodles. The poor ones can exchange it for firewood. A small bundle of firewood will give you a bowl of noodles. It’s up to you to give two or three bowls.”

The digital guys think that their eldest lady is crazy. Isn’t it a waste to sell her face like this?
Xie Yanyan really doesn't want to make money from the people now. She is not a holy mother, but she can't watch the tragedy of changing her child and eating it happen.

Either use money to buy noodles, or use labor in exchange for noodles.

"Oh, by the way, I don't give beggars anything for free, and I don't give them a morsel of soup." She hates people who get something for nothing.

She has already given the conditions, which is to exchange firewood for food and work for food, which is kind enough.

"I will make noodles for you. For every bowl I sell, you will hand me a penny, and you will keep the rest as your earnings." Xie Yanyan said, "When you give a face to someone, remember to say: If you want to eat well and escape from famine, go to Lingnan Xiecheng.”

Su Zhe has been listening to Xie Yanyan talking to the digital buddies. He is Su Moqing's biological son and is far smarter than the Xie brothers.

He knew that the county chief's sister wanted to help the people and bring popularity to Lingnan in this way.

What's more important is that she wants these big brothers (he thought: are they secret guards?) to support themselves and integrate into the people, not to be secret guards, but to be workers in the sun.

Su Zhe volunteered: "I will sell soup cakes with my brothers, and I will promote Xiecheng."

This is naturally the best. Even though Su Zhe is only 12 years old, he is already quite like his father.

Zhou Shaoyu and Zhou Huo went out on horseback for two days before returning.

When I returned to Yichuan Town, I saw two long queues on the street. Many people were sitting on the roadside, eating noodles in the cold wind.

On the makeshift earth stove, there were two large pots, steaming hot.

There were several men standing by the pot, holding chopsticks more than two feet long, and they were scooping out noodles.