Chapter 1155 The End of Dazhao Kingdom (3)

Qin Yufeng had to drop corn stalks weighing hundreds of thousands of catties in every town, and the ground shook when the hundreds of thousands of catties fell down.

There was no need for him and Mu Zhizhi to call for someone, the movement naturally attracted the attention of the soldiers guarding the city.

When they sent a team to the source of the sound and saw the mountain-like pile of grain, Qin Yufeng and Mu Zhizhi had already left and hurried to the next town.

This is life-saving food, where can we delay?

If they delay here for a while, the time for the common people to get the food will be much later, and the weak may lose their lives during this time.

This night, a tall corn mountain appeared outside every town in Dazhao country.

In order to pack up the grain and send it to every commoner earlier, the officers and soldiers guarding the city and the people in the city sat outside the city with torches burning torches overnight and broke the corn cobs on the spot.

The corn cobs that were broken off were heavy and covered with a layer of light yellow skin. They took such corn cobs to their noses and sniffed them. The strong aroma that came out made everyone's eyes red.

They were saved.

They don't have to worry about being starved to death tomorrow.

This night, no matter whether it was a beggar in the city, a poor man, or a self-proclaimed scholar, no one flinched, and everyone rolled up their sleeves and worked quickly.

Even those wealthy households who had a lot of money, even those who had surplus food at home, sent most of their servants outside the city to help this evening.

After all, under the circumstances of national famine, the surplus food in their home is very dangerous. Who knows if those people will gather to smash and loot after starving?
They didn't dare not help, and if they didn't help, maybe the little things in their hands would be looted...

After dawn, villagers who got the news gathered from various villages below the town to join in this vigorous activity of breaking corn.

The young men ran fast, the older ones supported each other, and everyone ran towards Hope with high spirits.

After eating sweet potato porridge for two months, this time I got corn on the cob, which is great!
Everyone worked together to clean up the corn, and the officials and lords will distribute it uniformly. Then they can take their share of corn kernels home, grind them into flour and cook polenta to drink.

Polenta is delicious, it doesn’t scratch the throat like coarse grains mixed with wheat bran and rice bran, and the children at home no longer have to cry and cry about their sore throats or heartburn, while they are afraid of death and have to force themselves down pharynx……

really good.

Qin Yufeng and Mu Zhizhi had already returned to the secret base outside the capital after traveling all night, and they each went back to their rooms and lay down on their beds quietly to catch up on sleep.

In other parts of Dazhao country, everyone is beaming.

In the past two months, everyone built a small temple of the God of Harvest next to the small temple of the Dragon God Temple, and there is also a statue of the God of Harvest whose appearance cannot be seen clearly.

On this day, countless people flooded into the temple of the God of Harvest. They knelt down to thank the God of Harvest for the life-saving food that the God of Harvest gave them overnight, and they were extremely devout.

Dots of milky white light emerged from above their heads, converging on the statue one by one.

And such a light of faith is exactly what Qin Yufeng needs most.

In the past few months, Ji Wushuang's cultivation of merit has been on the right track, and he has made some achievements, and now he has also taken out the Fire Spirit Orb in his body, so he can practice merit. Gradually catch up with Ji Wushuang.

(End of this chapter)

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