'Let's bet on whether they will give us more arrows!'

Liang Chuan looked at Nong Yao with a smile, but he didn't expect this kid to respond in a very stupid way: 'Then I guess they will make it!'

Nong Yao smiled and looked at Liang Chuan with a frustrated look on his face. Then Liang Chuan scolded him: "That's not necessarily true. They dare to give us food, but they may not dare to give us arrows!"

Nong Yao doesn't understand the rules here, and he feels sorry for the pheasants.

'Then why do you let them make arrows?'

'Let's retreat first, I'll tell you on the way!'

Tens of thousands of kilograms of grain were looted in Wuding, which was enough to keep these people from going hungry for several months! With food in hand, everyone had a smile on their face that was happier than grabbing money!

The Nong people have a calculation in their minds. Even if they get the money, they will just buy more food so that they will have food and clothing for the rest of their lives. In a place like Guangnan, there is no place for them to squander the money. The only function is to make money

To fill their bellies, the real reassurance for them is food.

The Wuding people handed over not only rice but also meat, bacon, dried fish, and the meat of newly hunted wild animals that the Guangnan people liked. They paid for the grain according to the scale, and they also handed over a lot.

Although everyone knows that meat is good, it is not as popular as millet in South Vietnam. To eat a meal of meat, you need a lot of things to go with it, and you have to buy a lot of seasonings. With all this energy, it is better to eat a bowl of rice.

really.

Eating meat should be reserved for the Chinese New Year. Like Guangnan people, it is not available every day. Instead of leaving it at home to get moldy, it is better to hand it over. Most people hand over meat and it will not hurt the family.

I can live with my bones and muscles, but I just miss a delicious meal during the New Year!

After leaving Wu Ding, Liang Chuan deliberately took these people to the east. There were more people in the east, so he was not worried.

Because what was supposed to come has been coming for a long time, but it has not come, which shows that these people in South Vietnam are really bad! Whether they can't find themselves or they dare not take care of themselves, it shows that these South Vietnamese are also the work of powerful foreigners.

goods!

The more they give in, the more greedy they become! The blood debt has been owed, and no one can look back!

Further east from Wuding, there is Fuliangfu, the most affluent town in northern Vietnam.

This Fuliang Mansion is also Liang Chuan's next target. So far, this is the largest town Liang Chuan has encountered. According to the earliest clues provided by Ruan Zhong and others, there are not only more than 50,000 permanent residents here, but also more than 1,000 troops stationed there.

However, the magistrate here is not a good bird. He commits corruption and bribery. There are tens of thousands of acres of fertile land outside the city. It has just been harvested. There should be a lot of grain in the warehouse, and the people will also have a lot of grain in their hands. It is a good choice.

goal.

There were still fifty miles away from Fuliang, so Liang Chuan settled on a hilltop.

Stove fires have already been lit on the mountain top, but everyone is using dry firewood. The rainy season has not yet come, so everything is very dry. The fireworks of the rebellion are not very big, so they will not attract the attention of outsiders.

As soon as Liang Chuan sat down, Lao Mazi and Uncle Bi Mao brought over a jar of wine. The outside of the pottery jar was covered with dust, and the sealing mud on it seemed to be a bit old.

"Try this wine Di Qing. Drinking some wine will relieve your fatigue. You have been tired from going up and down the mountains these days!"

Liang Chuan saw the Nong people digging holes in the ground to make earthen stoves everywhere. They dug a hole in the soil, then piled stones on the left and right, and placed the small pots they brought with them on top. The Nong people had nothing to do when they went out.

If I didn’t bring it, I would just have a bow, a knife, and a bamboo basket with a pot underneath to prevent things from leaking!

As for tableware, just cut some bamboo tubes or branches from the mountain, then you can eat, and just throw them away after eating. Efficiency is the priority, and eating enough is enough. Everything else is secondary!

'Brothers, don't be in a hurry to eat. Try the food, wine and meat first to see if there's anything wrong with it!'

Nose Hair, a trap glutton, had already tried it before, and said to Liang Chuan: 'I've caught a few rabbits and tried it, no problem!'

They also knew that the enemy might poison the food, so they had to guard against it!

'As long as you are here, I can think of everything!'

Lao Mazi also said: "I'm not going to lie to you, we have done similar things before, but those were all in the early years. At that time, Guangnan was also in chaos, and everyone was grabbing here and there. The big fish ate the small fish."

The strong eats the weak, so I can't blame others for being ruthless. I have suffered such losses. Others' things have been poisoned by others, and they have harmed many brothers!'

'I've been worried that if you use a knife to attack the people of South Vietnam, you will have a grudge in your heart, and many people will not be able to take this step!'

‘Can’t do it?’

Lao Mazi spat on the ground and cursed bitterly: 'What do you think these South Vietnamese people are like? I don't know about other places, but we Guangyuan people have suffered greatly from it!'

Lao Mazi and Uncle Bi Mao handed over a bamboo tube. There were no cups or bowls, so they could only drink wine like this.

The brewing technology of South Vietnam is obviously not as good as that of the Song people in the north. This wine seems to have been sealed for many years, but when it is opened, there is still a choking smell, and the body of the wine is not very pure.

'Have you tried this wine?'

Liang Chuan asked carefully.

'I've looked at the sealing mud, and there's no sign of damage. If there's any damage, the smell of alcohol would come out. I've looked at it, but it's not there. You can drink it!'

Uncle Nose Mao said.

After hearing what he said, Liang Chuan no longer had any scruples. He scooped up a tube himself and then drank it all in one gulp!

The two of them were very happy to see it, and they also drank the wine!

Wine is the hardest thing to carry around. It’s bulky and useless. It can only be used to its full potential when you’re exhausted. Eat a little and your body will feel refreshed and you won’t feel tired!

Liang Chuan also expected that the South Vietnamese did not dare to poison the food. They might succeed, but at most they would only be able to poison a few Vietnamese people, and what they would get in return would definitely be revenge like heavy rain and fierce wind! No matter how courageous the people were, they would not be able to kill them.

If someone dares to do this, Li Zheng, who is an official, looks like a good guy, let alone making such a big noise!

‘Good wine!’ Liang Chuan looked down on such wine, but the word “good” came out of Lao Mazi’s mouth!

Nong Yao also came over and took a sip. As soon as it reached his mouth, he spat it out and cursed: 'It's like horse urine, can you drink this?'

Nong Yao originally opened a restaurant in Qiyuan Prefecture. He had never seen any good wine or ingredients. He knew the quality as soon as he drank it. Naturally, he looked down on this southern barbarian's local roast.

When several people saw Nong Yao's reaction, they were not angry. Instead, they said happily: "There is a lot of wine, so you should drink less!"

Nong Yao glared at the old man, his throat trembled, and he swallowed all the wine. He was not as knowledgeable as the old pockmarked man!

Even if the wine is not good, I will still drink it! No conflict!

The bamboo tube looked small, but after a few scoops, more than half of it was gone. Liang Chuan drank this local roasted wine that was very strong but not very strong, and was not as good as beer!

Lao Mazi drank a few cans, and his face was already a bit drunk. He was still not satisfied, and kept putting one can into his mouth. As expected, Nongren's obsession with wine was not an excuse.

"I was only eight years old when my mother-in-law died. At eight years old, she was about the same age as Ah Yue. She was kidnapped by the South Vietnamese. I don't know how she died. I didn't even see her body!"

When the old man thought of the most painful in his heart, he even shed tears from his dry tear ducts!

Wow, like a child, telling the biggest injustice in this life!

All babies in the world have mothers, but he doesn’t!

Liang Chuan wanted to comfort this old guy, but he realized that his words were so feeble!

'You said we didn't dare to take action. Which of our families doesn't have the blood debt of the South Vietnamese on their shoulders?'

'For as long as we can remember, we have fought with the South Vietnamese dozens of times every year. The older ones lost their lives, the younger ones were disabled, and there was nothing to do with the South Vietnamese government. It was just the good deeds of these South Vietnamese civilians! They are just a group of bandits.

, who were short of food and clothing, they treated us in Guangnan as their own home. They robbed us when they came, and if they couldn’t rob us, they killed and set fire to us!'

Old Mazi was not drunk, and only when he was drunk would he say these words that were so deep in his heart that he was about to carry them to the coffin!

How unforgettable it would be to never forget something for the rest of your life, and how cruel that smile would be if you snatched the mother away from her child?

'It's not just me, your uncle and your aunt, there is no family that doesn't have a blood feud with these Nanbarbarians! They are thieves when they pick up a knife, and they become common people when they put down the crime. How can they be innocent? You, Di Qing, are the only one who is brave enough to lead

Let's take a trip and let them have a taste of human mermaid!'

Liang Chuan glanced at the crowd, then looked at Old Mazi. This old man had lived his entire life without much success. If nothing unexpected happened, before he met Liang Chuan, he might have died somewhere in the mountains, or at the hands of the South Vietnamese.

If you had a better life, you might be able to have a good death.

Many people are like him, and no one thought that they would dare to go like this today!

This life is considered worthwhile, and it is not a useless life.

The nature of the South Vietnamese has always been to be aggressive, and they would not let go of any opportunity to take advantage! But for the Song Dynasty, the actions of these jumpers did not harm their core interests at all, and they naturally dared to ignore them

, and even in order to please this little neighbor in the south, they will extend their sword to their own people. For many years, it is their own people who have to eat the bitter fruit! The people who are wronged are all their own people!

'Don't just drink, eat something too, otherwise you'll be drunk after a while!'

Liang Chuan wanted to persuade this old brother, but Lao Mazi smiled and rejected Liang Chuan's kindness: 'I can't get drunk, I can't get drunk, it won't happen!'

'We have lived enough, and we have lived enough. We have not lived a life in vain. We are strong! We can also be proud of our ancestors! Let's go this time and let South Vietnam taste the taste of family destruction and death. Let's see if they dare to do it in the future.

How dare you go to our territory and act recklessly!'

Liang Chuan took a long breath and finally let out the breath he was holding in his chest. He no longer had any burden!

'Then I'll be relieved!'
Chapter completed!