Wei and Jin Cooks

   Chapter 225 Drinking from the same river

   Those villagers were a little hesitant. They originally wanted to pretend to be refugees and go to work. They worked for the winter first, got paid, and then quietly ran back in the spring of next year.

   But after hearing what Jiao Dalang said, they became a little scared, afraid that Zhao Hanzhang would not let them go and punish them.

   "Why don't you wait until I go back and ask our county magistrate, if she wants someone else, I'll pick you up again?"

   "Let's go with you. If she doesn't want us, we'll come back." What if he doesn't come back after leaving?

   "Yes, yes, there is also someone on the road."

   Jiao Dalang couldn't think of any objection, so he could only agree, but he said, "I'm going back today, you have to follow faster."

  Although they belong to two counties, the village is not far away, and it takes only half a day to walk there.

   Jiao Dalang and the others dug the canal near their village, not very far from here.

   As soon as he responded, the villagers gathered together, and after discussing for a while, you called your family, and I told the relatives that a lot of people would be brought over in a short while.

   Jiao Dalang saw so many people gathered, the older one could be his father, the younger one was only eleven or twelve years old, and his feet were a little weak for a while.

   He brought so many people back, the county magistrate wouldn't be so annoyed that he would throw him out of Xiping County, right?

   But these people had been hungry for a long time. At this time, they were all staring at Jiao Dalang. He didn't dare to ask them to stay.

   Zhao Hanzhang hasn't left yet. The reason why she came here on purpose is to inspect; the second reason is that there is little water resources in this area. Whenever there is a drought, these villages are the hardest-hit places in Xiping County.

   So she specially dragged Professor Fu over to find the best place to dig a reservoir or dig a well.

   Now the canal they dug is connected to a small river, but according to Lizheng, the water in the small river is not much, and the water storage capacity is poor.

  When there is a lot of rain every year, the water of the river will overflow and flood the adjacent farmland, and when there is a drought, the water of the river will dry up quickly.

   Zhao Hanzhang was walking by the river, stretched his feet and stepped on the mud by the river, and playfully used a wooden stick to fetch ice cubes in the water.

  Fu Tinghan walked around and came back, standing silently watching.

   Zhao Hanzhang turned his head and saw him startled. The wooden stick in his hand smashed out of control on the river, and the icy water splashed. She smiled embarrassedly and explained, "I haven't seen the frozen water for a long time."

"A thin layer of ice breaks with a light knock," Fu Tinghan said. "I've seen it before. The bed of this river is too high, and a thick layer of silt has accumulated. Instead of spending a lot of effort to build a reservoir, It is better to dig this river and dredge the river, and the water storage capacity will increase."

   Zhao Hanzhang nodded, "The river mud dug up can still be used as fertilizer, but there are too few people. I'll see where I can recruit people."

   Now building houses, digging canals in various places, and construction of iron mines are major events that go hand in hand, and it takes the most manpower and material resources. If it wasn't for the glazed workshop in their hands, no one would dare to do so many things together.

   At this moment, all the manpower available in the county has been used.

  The two of them were picking up labor from all over the place. Thinking that they really couldn't recruit people, they squeezed from Shangcai's manor, maybe some people could be recruited.

   As I was thinking, a man came running from a distance, panting and waving his hands and shouting, "Xianjun, Xianjun..."

   When he ran to the front, out of breath, he pointed to the direction of the village behind him and said, "Xianjun, Jiao Dalang brought a lot of people back.

   Zhao Hanzhang raised his eyebrows, "Didn't Jiao Dalang pick up his cousin?"

   "Yeah, but he brought back a lot of people, all of them from Shangcai's side, saying they were coming to work."

   But they don't have enough work to do, why should they be allocated to the people in Shangcai?

   Jiao Dalang is really good enough to eat inside and out.

   Zhao Hanzhang asked: "How many people did he bring back?"

   "I haven't counted, I guess there are seventy or eighty people."

   Zhao Hanzhang was surprised and delighted, "So many?"

   Fu Tinghan murmured, "I was so sleepy that I brought a pillow."

   Zhao Hanzhang thought so too, he pulled Fu Tinghan and left.

  When the two of them rode their horses back, they saw two groups of people standing in front of the village, and they didn't know what to say. Another group of people shouted: "If you don't give us a way to live, then no one will live!"

   Zhao Hanzhang tried his best to suppress his smile, rode forward with a sullen face, and shouted, "What's the noise?"

   Seeing Zhao Hanzhang in the crowd, the lieutenant immediately stepped forward and saluted, "Mr. Xian, come and judge, these people from Shangcai have to come to rob us of the work of Xiajiao Village."

   The smile on Zhao Hanzhang's brows disappeared completely, she gave Li Chang a condescending glance, and saw him bow his head in fear, and then raised her eyes to look at Jing Jing's people who were looking at her.

   I saw these people with yellow skin and thin skin, fear on their faces, and anxiety in their eyes, ranging in age from twelve to forty years old.

When    touched their mourning eyes, Zhao Hanzhang's expression softened slightly and asked, "Where are you from?"

   Everyone pushed me, I pushed you, and finally pushed out Jiao Dalang's cousin Qianjin.

   He knelt in front of the horse and replied tremblingly, "Mr. Huixian, we are all from Shangjiao Village, Shangcai County."

   Zhao Hanzhang asked with interest: "The one called Jiaohe over there came from your village?"

  Qian Jin responded, "It flows down from a mountain not far from our village, and that river also passes through our village."

   Zhao Hanzhang said: "Drinking the same river water, the blood is connected, what is the upper corner, the lower corner, the outer village and the village?"

She looked at the Lichang sternly, and said solemnly, "Don't say that you have a river of friendship, but you don't. They are also from Jin, and I have taken in people outside of Runan County in Xiping. Relatives in the twenty miles?"

   When the people from Shangjiao Village heard this, they all fell to their knees and kowtowed to Zhao Hanzhang who was on the horse, "Girl, save us, we really can't live anymore."

Zhao Hanzhang hurriedly dismounted and helped the people up. Seeing their weak faces, their faces were also full of sadness. He turned his head and said to the insider: "Go and make people fire and boil water, make them some batter, and let the brothers eat their stomachs first. ."

   Li Chang reluctantly went.

  Zhao Hanzhang squinted as he watched his back disappear, and smiled again as soon as he turned around, pulling the oldest person in Shangjiao Village and said, "Let's go, let's sit down and talk in a leeward place."

   Zhao Hanzhang came forward to leave the people of Shangjiao Village, and the people of Xiajiao Village accepted them immediately.

  Originally, although the two villages belong to two counties, they are very close, so many people are relatives.

When the li chief asked them to stop the people in Shangjiao Village, they were reluctant, but because the li chief said that the work was done for them, there was no more on their side, and it was the li chief who ordered them to stop them. .

  The misunderstanding was resolved at this moment, and several families who had relatives rushed over to look for relatives.

   (end of this chapter)