After dressing as a widow

This is the lowest level of existence in Lizhou. They have already foreseen their own death, and it makes no difference to them whether they die early or late.

The arrival of the Lizhou sergeant made them deviate a little from the road that was already visible at a glance. They didn't know what their future fate would be, and they didn't have so much energy to think about it.

Lin Zhen asked him: "Old man, do you know any other villages around?"

"I know, there is a smaller village behind our village called Pingshang Village. There are several villages on the left and quite a few on the right, all of which I visited when I was young."

"Except for Pingshang Village, the other villages are bigger than ours. This year's snowfall is so heavy, I'm afraid it will be difficult."

"Thank you, old man," Lin Zhen felt that what they needed more than canned meat was food, and he said to the old man who answered his words, "Old man, I came with the government's grain delivery team, and I have some food. Come, two young men, let me give you some food, as if we have fate today."

The government seems to have a lot of food and grass, but more than 1000 people have to eat a lot of food a day, which is just about enough.

There are few that can be distributed to the people.

The old man and the people in the village all looked at the husband who seemed to come from the sky, who was different from them: "Here, give us food?"

"We, we have no silver."

"I don't want your money. Originally, the government has already decided to distribute relief food to you. Arrangements should begin in a few days. I just stopped by and did what I could."

"It's cold, we all don't stand here, the adults can't bear it, and the children can't resist it, so hurry up and get some food and cook it warm."

These 20 people looked at me and I looked at you, and felt that there was nothing on him that could be deceived by the husband in front of him. Immediately, two young people came out and followed Lin Zhen to get food.

Lin Zhen took a look, and saw that the two young men were both in their early twenties, with tall bones, but they had no flesh on their bodies. They were worn out by old clothes, and their faces were blue with cold.

Lin Zhen took them to the side where he lived, found the food he had brought, and asked them to untie two bags: "These two bags are for you, before you wait for the relief food from the government, you should save it. Not only you, but if people from other villages come, let them come here to get some food."

"Thank you, Fulang, thank you, Fulang." Two bags full of grain, saving some food, is enough for the people in their village to live longer.

Maybe, as this husband said, he can wait for the relief food from the government.

I don't know if this news is true, but there has never been any relief food in previous years.

The two young men carried grain back to the place where they lived. The deputy Qianhu who was riding on the horse saw them and asked the little official who had just reported to him: "Someone gave our grain to the local villagers privately." ?”

The little official's heart skipped a beat, grain and grass are grain and grass, and they belong entirely to the army, and if they are used for other purposes without permission, they will be punished.

Suddenly, the little official thought of Lin Zhen who came with him, and realized that Lin Zhen should give it to these local people.

But he couldn't say such ambiguous words in front of Deputy Qianhu, he just said: "My villain, go and call those two people over now, and ask them about it."

As he spoke, the little official walked quickly towards the two young men who were carrying grain.

When the young man saw the little official in official robes, he trembled with fear, and could hardly carry the food on his shoulders.

The little official raised his hand to make them not afraid, and asked them in a low voice: "Did the husband give you these two bags of grain?"

"Yes……"

"This... this grain..." It won't be a problem.

"It's okay, just go over with me and explain clearly in front of your lord." The clerk reassured them, and led the frightened two people over.

"Master Qianhu," the little official clasped his fists, "the villain has already asked clearly. The food these two people took came to Luoran County with the food transport team. They brought a lot of food themselves. The boss gave it to them."

"It's also because the villain is confused, I haven't mentioned this matter in front of adults."

"Boss Lin?"

"Yes, Boss Lin from Lin's gouache shop, scented soap shop, and soap shop in the state capital." The petty official didn't say that Lin Zhen was Mr. Gu's uncle, and no one knew about it.

Deputy Qianhu pulled the rein: "Understood, since that's the case, let the two of them go back."

"Yes." The clerk waved his hand to let the two young people go down.

The two young men hurriedly carried the food and left quickly.

Just when the little official thought the matter was over, he suddenly heard the deputy Qianhu next to him seem to be asking him: "I heard that Mr. Gu's uncle, this Boss Lin, looks like a witch, is it true?"

"..." The little official's shoulders trembled, not daring to answer this question.

Deputy Qianhu bent down and said to him: "The lady in front of me has also passed away for several years, and I haven't found anyone who suits my heart. Lin Fulang is a courageous person to follow you from the state capital to Luoran County. , to be my husband is enough."

The little official looked struck by lightning, he just wanted to grab the deputy Qianhu and shake it, can you big bastards who can't read big characters understand some etiquette, if you want someone to be your husband, they should be you Fulang!

That's Boss Lin!

Lord Gu's uncle!

The richest person in Lizhou now!

People will marry you, you big bastard!

Moreover, Boss Lin has never shown any intention of getting married. He is doing business every day, and occasionally spends some spare time in the yamen with his nephew, Mr. Gu.

The little official rubbed his forehead and felt that he would talk to Boss Lin later and tell him to stay away from this single-minded deputy Qianhu.

Lin Zhen didn't expect that she would be favored by others and labeled as a wife of a thousand households. She was filling a jar with snow and carrying the jar back to the house.

As soon as the fire started, the snow melted quickly, and it boiled after a while.

There is a saying in Lin Zhen's hometown that when snow falls, it brings dust with it, and eating snow will cause stomach pains. When he was naughty when he was a child, he went to catch snow to play and secretly licked it to eat. Grandpa and grandma told him so.

Fortunately, when he came here, the two old couple didn't suffer any hardships and passed away, otherwise he would not be as carefree as he is now.

Lin Zhen pulled Piaofei's thoughts back, washed two bowls and two pairs of chopsticks in the jar, cleaned the jar again, filled it with snow and boiled it again.

He poured a bowl of boiling water out of a bowl, put it aside, put two handfuls of sorghum rice into the jar, pierced the tin lid of a box of meat, and put it on the stove.

Lin Zhen thought a lot when making this batch of cans, and encountered many difficulties when choosing the outer packaging. The wood is cheap and durable, but it will have peculiar smell, and the water is permeable and the airtightness is not enough.

Porcelain is easily broken during transportation and difficult to preserve.

The glass has not been produced yet, and the main material, quartz sand, needs a lot of quantity. I am afraid that I will have to look for it when it is hot next year. Moreover, he plans to make the glass into a luxury product and sell it, so he does not consider it.

After picking and choosing, only the most expensive but also the best iron was left. In order to save costs, he asked the blacksmith to make the iron sheet of the canning box very thin. When the cost came down, there was an unavoidable small problem in canned meat. ,easily transformed.

That is to say, the weather in Lizhou is cold at the moment, so the meat and juice inside have been frozen hard, so be careful in hot weather.

Sorghum rice is easy to cook, and the pig's head meat in the tin box is also bubbling after being heated. Lin Zhen took the bowl and chopsticks, and drank the sorghum rice porridge with the pig's head meat.

To be honest, Lin Zhen never felt that sorghum rice was delicious, it was throat-sucking and tasteless, and it was rough after cooking.

"Boss Lin."

Suddenly there was a sound outside.

Lin Zhen recognized that it was the clerk transporting grain, put down the bowl and went out, but in front of the clerk stood a soldier in his thirties with a beard and a figure like an iron tower.

The little official had an unnatural expression on his face, and said, "Boss Lin, Deputy Qianhu has just seen you giving food to those villagers, and wants to see you."

The little official really didn't expect that Deputy Qianhu's head was so long. He had hinted so many times, but he still came to see Boss Lin.

No matter how you say it, Boss Lin is still Fulang, he can do it alone, it's strange if he doesn't spread gossip.

So the little official came after the horse's ass.

Lin Zhen looked at Qianhu, deputy deputy of Lizhou, who was riding on the horse, and saluted with fists in his hands, "Qianhu."

"My dear, you are really good-looking, hey, I have never met such a good-looking person."

"Boss Lin, are you afraid of coming here from the state capital? It's icy and snowy, there's no warm blankets, and there's no big fish and meat. Maybe you'll meet the thieves from Che Luoguo, aren't you afraid?"

Lin Zhen felt that this pair of Qianhu was a little silly...

He said: "Lord Gu, Qian Hu, and all the soldiers are not afraid, but I am the one who lives in the rear, it's not my turn to be afraid."

"You really are a courageous husband," the 30-something-year-old deputy Qianhu got off his horse, and walked up to Lin Zhen with big white teeth grinning, "Lin Fulang, what do you think of me?"

"The body is strong, there is no disease or pain, and you can eat five or six bowls of rice for a meal, and you have official duties. It would be good for the two of us to live together."

"..." The clerk opened his mouth, looked at Lin Zhen, then at Deputy Qianhu, and turned around.

Good guy, good guy, this can be said so easily! ?

Lin Zhen looked at the Qianhu in front of him, and felt a chill on the back of his neck for no reason. He thought of Gu Lin who would eat even a plate of vinegar, and said bluntly: "I'm sorry Qianhu, I already have someone I like."

"what?"

"Didn't he say that you revolve around business every day and never get close to anyone?"

Lin Zhen glanced at the little official: "Before he came to Lizhou, he was already in love with him."

"Then why didn't he come to Lizhou with you?"

"coming."

Luo Ran followed.

Seeing that he was tall, but inexplicably naive, Deputy Qianhu raised his eyebrows as if dancing, "Why am I a step late!"

He stretched out his arm and patted his strong arm: "Is he as strong as me?"

Lin Zhen: "..."

He probably can squeeze two of you with one punch.