Mohist Tang

When Mo Dun and Mohist Village returned to Mohist Village, it was already dark. The journey of 50 li makes everyone physically exhausted, but the excitement and excitement in the heart makes everyone full of motivation.

Especially when I saw the light at the entrance of Mohist Village, everyone couldn’t help but feel warm.

“Come back”, the village entrance shouted loudly when seeing the convoy returning.

In an instant, a large number of villagers rushed out of the village entrance, running over, some took the convoy, and some delivered food and warm water.

“How about, are the fish sold?” One-armed Uncle Wang came to Mo Dun and asked with a trembling voice.

The other villagers looked hopeful, but the villagers who took over the convoy sank because they found that there was no bag of grain on the waterwheel.

“Isn’t it sold?” Some villagers were worried.

Mo Dun not at all sells Guanzi, direct people to open the waterwheel.

“Ah! Is this all food?” Uncle Wang said joyfully in surprise.

“Of course, the whole fifteen carts are grain.” Mo Dun proudly said.

“very good!” The people of Mohist Village cheered and rushed to tell.

“How to install it in the waterwheel! What should I do if the food is broken?” One-armed Uncle Wang said with a heartache. Other villagers are also suffering from pain. The waterwheel was just used to transport fish today. It is still very humid and it is not easy to store food.

“What can be done!” Li Yi stepped forward, “We are pulling waterwheels, and there is no way to stack grain. Young Master thought of this idea and let the grains be poured directly into the waterwheel. In. The grain on the top will be dried tomorrow. It is still good grain. If the bottom is wet, it will be eaten tomorrow. It is not wasted at all.”

Indeed, there are more than 5,000 people in Mohist Village, and 15 carts of grain are not needed at all. Will eat them in a few days, and let them go bad?

Everyone in Mohist Village welcomes the fish-selling team back to the village like heroes. Tonight will be a sleepless night in Mohist Village, and every villager will be given food.

“Eat with confidence! Don’t be reluctant. When you return from selling fish every day, we will ship back the food. We will not be short of food.” Uncle Fu, on behalf of Mo Dun, will urge every household to deliver the food. This sentence.

“Thank you Young Master, thank you Young Master?” Widow Zhao and her teenage son thanked again and again. Both of them are widows of martyrs. The mother is weak and the child is young. Usually there is no income at all. It depends on the care of the people of Mohist Village.

Rao is like this, I usually have a miserable life, and now I suddenly learned that I will never go hungry again, and happiness has come too suddenly.

“Mother, I want to eat pancakes!” The teenage son stared at half a bag of grain and licked his tongue.

“Okay, I will do it for you now.” Widow Zhao went to the kitchen with tears in her eyes.

This kind of family is too common in Mohist Village. Soon there was smoke in Mohist Villages homes, especially those villagers who participated in fishing and selling fish. It was a joy, after all, the consistent income in January is a good thing that you will never encounter in a lifetime.

Chang’an City ,

Qin Qiong unloaded his heavy armor and couldn’t help but feel weak. Qin Madam behind him was shocked and hurried forward to support.

“You! It’s just too prosperous. The body can’t stand it and doesn’t let go of military affairs. Don’t you remember the crimes you suffered before?” Qin Madam blamed.

Qin Qiong’s weakness is known to everyone in Chang’an City, but no one dares to disrespect him at all, because all of his illnesses were left behind by his charging and entrapment on the battlefield.

“Well, these diseases of mine are nothing. I am lucky enough to compare to those Old Brothers.” Qin Qiong said optimistically.

“You! It’s not serious!” Qin Madam said bitterly.

After that, I took Qin Qiong to the table and said: “Come on, I will make up for you today!”

A large bowl of turtle soup is placed in Qin. In front of Qiong, there is a tempting fragrance, which makes people can’t help but appetite.

Qin Qiong has been running for a day. He is already hungry and can’t help but eat.

“It’s so comfortable!” Qin Qiong did not let go of the last bite of the soup, placing the bowl heavily on the table.

“Madam is interested! Such a good turtle is rare!” Qin Qiong’s eyes flashed with tenderness.

Qin Madam’s face flushed, said while playfully pouting: “Don’t dare to take credit for your concubine body, this is from Mohist Village.”

“Mohist Village? Mo Lie’s title !” Qin Qiong said solemnly.

“Well, it was delivered by Steward A’fu from Mohist Village this morning! Besides this turtle, are there many fresh fish?” Qin Madam said.

“Oh, A’fu is really interested!” Qin Qiong said, remembering something randomly and saying, “By the way, let’s see if there is extra food in Fuzhong, and let it be sent to Mohist Village. This year The entire Guanzhong was hit by a disaster, and food prices have risen sharply. Life in Mohist Village must be difficult. It is a real pity. If it werent for Brother Mo die an untimely death, and because it was Mohist Family Son who refused to bow to those big turbans, Mohist Village Its not so difficult.”

Mo Lie and Qin Qiong met back then. Mo Lie was the leader of the Shengong Camp and Qin Qiong was the forward. Whenever Qin Qiong played, Mo Lie helped Qin Qiong. Paving the way for the charge, the two can be described as Life and Death Friends.

It’s just that the identity of Mo Lie Mohist Family disciple was squeezed out by those literati and scholars. After the reunification of Great Tang, many of Mo Lie’s credits were carried by those big turbans, otherwise Mo Lie’s The Nobility Rank will definitely be higher. What’s even more annoying is that when Fiefdom was entrusted, he was overshadowed by the scholars. All that was given to Mo Lie was barren land.

Qin Qiong knows exactly what happened to Mo Lie back then, and has taken great care of Mohist Village.

“You don’t know this, I’m afraid Mohist Village will never be short of food in the future?” Qin Madam sold it.

“What’s the matter?” Qin Qiong’s heart is tight. Mohist Village are all veterans who have withdrawn from the Shengong Camp. If it is because of food, Qin Qiong who used to know their bravery, if they made it for survival Something out of the ordinary, it is very bad, you know, a penny stumps heroes, for the many people in Mohist Village, is it possible that some people will take risks.

“Where did you think of it?” Qin Madam gave Qin Qiong a blank look. As a husband and wife for many years, she certainly knew what Qin Qiong was thinking.

Master Qin no longer sells Guanzi, and advertises Mohist Village throughout Chang’an City. Live fish is selling well, and even food is sold to Qin Qiong. This shows how careful Qin Madam is Like hemp, when Uncle Fu came to deliver the fish, she knew that Qin Qiong would never forget his former best friend and had already secretly followed Mohist Village entire group.

“The secret technique of living fish.” Qin Qiong was stunned. He never thought that Mohist Village would use this method to reverse its destiny.

However, there is a faint worry in his heart. The propaganda of Mo Dun really helped Mohist Village to resolve the crisis, but it brought the Mohist Family back to everyone’s sight. I don’t know if this is a good thing.

“Mo Dun!” Qin Qiong said silently in his heart, he remembered this descendant of Old Brother.