Wei and Jin Cooks

 Zhao Hanzhang started his inspection tour from the first battalion.

 Officials of the First Battalion already knew that Zhao Hanzhang was coming, but she did not come out after entering the tent, and no one dared to disturb her.

Because of the migrant workers' voices, many migrant workers also knew about it. They made a commotion for a while and kept passing by Fu Tinghan's tent, trying to catch a glimpse of the legendary general.

 But the curtains of the big tent were very tight, and there were additional soldiers guarding the tent, so they couldn't get too close.

When he passed by the big tent for the fifth time, Shouzhu had given up hope, but he walked over and opened the tent with a brush.

His eyes suddenly lit up, he turned his head, and his eyes suddenly straightened.

Next to Shangshu was a woman who was about the same height as him and had a heroic appearance. She felt his gaze keenly and looked straight at him.

Shou Zhu was startled and quickly lowered his head.

How can a humble person look at a noble person?

 This is going to be whipped.

Zhao Hanzhang smiled and waved in his direction, "Brother, come here."

Before Shouzhu dared to raise his head, a soldier came over and took his arm, whispering: "What are you doing standing still? The general is calling you."

Shou Zhu felt a little regretful in his heart. Although the general was kind to people, he couldn't forget his dignity and went straight to see the general.

He stepped forward tremblingly, and knelt down when he was still six steps away. Zhao Hanzhang was stunned for a moment, then strode forward to stop him as he bent over to kowtow, pulled him up, and even reached out to pat his knee. Tutu laughed loudly and said: "There is no need to be so polite. I am just here to see you. There are more than 10,000 people in this camp. Every time they see me, they have to knock me. I can't help them."

Hearing her gentle voice, she was not angry that he was looking directly at her, so Shou Zhu quietly raised his head to look at her.

Zhao Hanzhang saw that his face was sallow and asked, "Why are you so thin? Are you not eating enough?"

When Shouzhu heard this, he quickly waved his hand, "No, no, no, we have to eat well. The minister said that we are doing hard work and we must not go hungry, so we are fed every meal. I am born with this."

Zhao Hanzhang stared at his face and lips, and sighed after a moment: "There is nothing innate, this is a lack of nutrition. I hope that in the future, I will plant more land and eat more to supplement my nutrition. At least, my face will not be like this." Sallow.”

 Look at his hands and feet.

On his feet were a pair of hole-in-the-wall cloth shoes, and his pants were thin. His legs were shaking in the cold wind, and his hands were red and swollen, cracked and cracked, and the side of his index finger near the thumb was bleeding.

 And there are many migrant workers like him.

In the twelfth month of winter, we were dredging here, and sometimes we had to come into contact with cold water. It was very normal for our hands and feet to get frostbite. In their opinion, this service was the best treatment they had received in all their years of service.

The meals are full, and the officers and soldiers will not hold the whip, they will not drive them to go into the river, they will not force them to speed up the work day and night. Shangshu makes such big officials eat the same thing as them, and also accompany them on the front line.

Occasionally, Shangshu Ling can also make some weird tools to help, such as wheelbarrows, which they did not have in the past.

 But in less than ten days, Shangshu Ling had people build nearly 20,000 wheelbarrows. With them, they could save a lot of effort in transporting mud.

There is also a kind of mechanical car that can be lowered into the river, and people can step on the car to operate it. It can dig out the mud in the river and send it to the wooden frame without stepping into the water.

You should know that if you stand in the water and dig mud in this weather, you will die if you stand for a long time.

 Throughout the service, some workers have been injured and retired, but none have died. If you are sick or injured and leave home, you can not only get three days' supply of medicines in the camp, but you can also go to the county government's medical clinic to get seven days' supply with a note after returning home.

It is precisely because all these policies have been implemented that even if the workers are left in the Yellow River for the New Year, they have no complaints.

 Everyone knows that this is the best the general can give them at the moment.

Now, on the first day of the Lunar New Year, the general did not stay in Luoyang, but traveled all night to see them, and even ate the same porridge and steamed buns as them.

More and more migrant workers gradually gathered around. Zhao Hanzhang looked at them one by one and felt heartbroken. "You have been wronged this year."

Everyone hurriedly waved their hands, with uncontrollable smiles on their faces. When they saw her grabbing the hand of the person in front of them, they also stretched out their own hands, wanting her to touch them too, "No grievance, no grievance."

Sister Feng also wanted to be touched from behind, so she pushed the people in front of her away with all her strength, trying to push her way to the front. Wasn't it just that she was a little late washing the pot, so why were all the good seats occupied?

The person in front was touched, and Zhao Hanzhang gently touched his frostbite and asked if it hurt.

The other party still felt pain, so he just smiled and shook his head, saying that it would take his life to control the Yellow River, it was just one hand, and it was not worth mentioning. "My house is on the edge of the Yellow River. I listened to the general and kept most of the land." Well, only five acres of wheat have been planted, and the rest will be planted with flood-resistant beans and sorghum after spring.”

Zhao Hanzhang nodded repeatedly, "Yes, it will rain a lot after spring this year. We need to plant more beans and sorghum. Rice, wheat, and millet will be planted first, and we will wait until the rainy season is over."

Zhao Hanzhang has been laying the groundwork for publicity since the summer harvest last year. After the autumn harvest, he went to the governors of Xinyou, Hebei, Yanzhou and Qingzhou to ask them to do a good job in preventing floods.

 After the autumn harvest, winter wheat planting must be reduced in some areas of the middle and lower reaches of the Yellow River, and farmers are reminded to plant flood-resistant crops.

As for other places, she advocates planting more winter wheat, thinking that when some areas are short of food, food from other places can fill part of the deficit.

Zhao Hanzhang was overjoyed to see that the farmer actually remembered him. He held his hand and praised him several times.

Sister Feng finally squeezed out and jumped out of the crowd like a bottle cap being pried open.

Zhao Ya, who was guarding the right side of Zhao Hanzhang, had a sharp look. She stepped forward and stood in front of Zhao Hanzhang. She grabbed her arm and pressed her down. Zhao Hanzhang smiled and stretched out his hand to hold her hand. He looked at Sister Feng happily, " We rarely see women in this camp, why are you here to repair the river?"

Sister Feng didn't notice Zhao Ya's alertness. She could only see Zhao Hanzhang in her eyes, "Didn't the general say that half of the people in the world are women? If men come, women will come too."

She said: "My family is a female household, and I am the head of the household. I came as soon as they asked me to serve. There are 398 women in this camp who are serving in the army like me. We can cook, dig, and... You can haul mud.”

 Zhao Hanzhang nodded and said in approval: "Okay, women will not be inferior to men!"

Seeing her weathered face and her hair in a woman's bun, she asked, "Who else is in the family?"

Sister Feng grinned, "I also have two daughters, both of whom are studying in the school."

When she said this, her eyes turned red, "Fortunately, there are girls. They can gain a foothold in this world, study, and find a way out in the future."

 So, even though her family was clearly not selected during the imperial draft, she insisted on coming.

 She has received so much kindness from the general, so she must pay some back.