"Young Master, the heavy snow has been going on and off for more than a month. We really have no food this time!" Sheng Nan ran into Yaoxing's room crying and screaming

"Where is the carrier pigeon, is there still no news?" Yao Xing had no choice but to wait for rescue.

Sheng Nan shook his head crying

Yaoxing lay back so hard that he was lying back, but the news came back, so what if it was happening? The pigeon might be beaten and eaten halfway through the flight.

"How many days can I hold on if I kill the sheep and horses in the mansion?"

Sheng Nan thought for a moment: "It's only three to five days..."

"Okay, three or five days are enough!" Yao Xing suddenly stood up and walked out, and Sheng Nan hurriedly followed behind him.

"Tell the workers outside to dismantle the kiln, smash iron, make pots, and boil water!" Yaoxing also made his promise. Now the kiln and cement are of no life. As long as they can survive, everything can be started over.

"Kill the sheep and let the workers eat their fill first. We brought enough firewood and cooked snow all the way, pouring it on the road with hot water. As long as the person does not die, we can clear the way out."

Yaoxing believes that Uncle Liao must be trying every means to come to find him now. If both sides were clearing the road, they might meet earlier.

If you stay here, you are waiting for death. It is better to fight and fight. It is better to starve to death here and be eaten by others.

There were also victims who were unwilling to leave. When they heard that there was no food, they came over to ask, as if Yao Xing had hidden the food: "Young Master of the Zhao family, do you really have no food?"

Yao Xing was wearing men's clothes and said loudly:

"There is indeed no food in the mansion. Killing sheep and horses is only enough for so many people in three days. If I ignore your life and death, the food will definitely be enough for me to wait until my father comes to save me. But I cannot ignore your life and death.

, We can't wait to die here!

The pigeons I released for help were eaten by people, which led to us not seeing anyone coming to save us for so long. Those one or two pigeons can guarantee that they will not starve to death for two days at most, but they can cause everyone to starve to death in two days!

So now everyone must work together so that they can have hope of survival.”

Seeing a few people in the crowd below who wanted to provoke trouble were suppressed by others, everyone looked at themselves like a savior, Yaoxing smiled with satisfaction.

"Young Master Zhao, just say, what do we do! We can live until now and only provide relief to Mr. Zhao. In the future, we will also expect Mr. Zhao to survive!"

"We all listen to Mr. Zhao!"

A few loyal voices were shouted below, but Yaoxing was still dissatisfied: "I am not a savior, and I have no ability to guarantee that everyone will survive. All I can do is do my best."

But don’t end up not living. They will expose their anger on themselves again. Yaoxing doesn’t want to save a group of ungrateful wolves!

Everyone was rushing to survive and worked hard. Several blacksmiths and carpenters stood up to prepare tools, and the progress was very fast.

But Yaoxing underestimated Liao Bo's anxiousness. The next evening, Yaoxing saw a group of people walking hard in the snow from afar. Although the distance was too far, it was hard to see people clearly, but there were trucks of food behind.

The victims were excited.

"Young Master Zhao, is that your car?"

"We are saved!"

"I'm so tired, I'm considered someone here!"

Yaoxing was also glad that he had survived the disaster. He roared until he heard a depressed voice: "Get up and clear snow! Those who owe you to you will have to send someone to save you? It is so difficult for you to do some work to survive.
Chapter completed!