Wei and Jin Cooks

Chapter 126: slum

   Chapter 126 Slums

  The situation in the county town was very bad, and those with slightly better families were basically looted.

Some people died and others were injured. Zhao Hanzhang took the family to look at it. Some people were still bleeding. Without medicine, they could only lie on the bed and wait to die. Others, only one person in the whole family died. .

   If Zhao Hanzhang hadn't brought someone in and dug him out of the dead, no one would have known he was still alive.

   Zhao Hanzhang asked people to carry the seriously injured to the county government for treatment, and said to Zhao Ju, "Let the watchman send orders, and all the injured will be sent to the county government for treatment."

   She said: "The medicinal materials in the county government's warehouse are still there. You personally take someone to take over the medicine store in the city. Remember the medicinal materials first, and the county government will return it later."

   Zhao Ju asked in a low voice, "Then is it the future magistrate or we?"

Zhao Hanzhang glanced at him and said, "Naturally, whoever is in charge of the county government will pay back, anyway, I will take over first, and invite all the doctors to the county government, as well as the city's wife Wen, veterinarians, one is counted as one, and they are all invited to the county. Ya go."

   Zhao Ju looked dazed, "Mother Wen and the veterinarian..."

   "It's all trauma, they will handle it to some extent, and they are slightly stronger than you."

   Zhao Hanzhang sighed: "It seems that we not only have to raise horses, but also cultivate some technical talents, such as medical workers."

   Zhao Ju only understood half of it.

   Turning through the alley, this is another world. The houses are low and built with wooden sheds, and even the streets are much smaller.

  As soon as Zhao Hanzhang and the others came in, a few ragged people came out of the wooden shed, hiding behind the thatch and watching them on guard.

   Zhao Hanzhang looked them up and down, and when he saw that they didn't seem to have any injuries, he waved at them.

   Several people did not come forward.

Zhao Ju's face sank, and he strode forward. The few people saw that he was ferocious and turned around to run. However, Zhao Ju moved faster and grabbed the man's back collar as soon as he stretched out his hand. When the back of his neck fell, he didn't dare to move.

   The other two didn't run away, and the tribes stepped forward when Zhao Ju started, and quickly caught them.

   The three were brought to kneel in front of Zhao Hanzhang.

   Zhao Hanzhang squatted down to face them. Seeing that they were only in their teens, he sighed and asked, "What are you running for?"

  The three carefully raised their heads and glanced at Zhao Hanzhang without speaking.

   Zhao Hanzhang looked at them and waved at a part.

   Buqu immediately went into the house to search, and soon found a roll of cloth under the bed. When he opened it, he saw two strings of pearls and a silver bowl.

Take out the    part and give it to Zhao Hanzhang.

   Seeing this roll of cloth bag, the three of them struggled fiercely. Zhao Ju held down the person and patted the other person on the head, "Be honest!"

   The three blushed, and a teenager shouted: "This is ours?"

   Zhao Hanzhang asked: "Where did it come from?"

   The three did not speak.

   Zhao Hanzhang turned his hands and handed the scroll to Buqu, staring into their eyes and asking, "Did you kill someone?"

   The three stared at Zhao Hanzhang angrily.

   Zhao Hanzhang smiled slightly, patted their heads and said, "Yes, just don't kill them."

   Seeing that they were leaving, the young man was unconvinced and said loudly, "We picked it up, we earned it when we picked it up, and it belongs to us."

Zhao Hanzhang was about to leave, but he squatted back when he heard the words, stared at him and smiled, "That's right, but all the rebels in this city were killed by my people. Fighter, I don't allow them to pick up their belongings, and now that the war is over, these are trophies, and I will naturally take them back."

   Zhao Hanzhang didn't mind the dirt on his body, he reached out and patted his shoulder and said, "Boy, I can't let my people bleed, and I can't earn anything?"

   After saying that, I got up and left.

  The boy suddenly shouted: "Do you still want someone else? Me, I can also fight."

   Zhao Hanzhang looked down at him, "You?"

   The boy blushed and said, "I'm not younger than you, if you can kill, so can I!"

   Zhao Hanzhang nodded, "Okay, then you can follow."

  The boy immediately got up, glanced at his two brothers, and hurriedly said, "They can do it too."

  The two nodded in succession.

   Zhao Hanzhang was very generous and accepted it all with a wave of his hand.

   The boy swallowed and asked, "Girl, can we be the same as your part, and can we collect money for wars in the future?"

   Zhao Hanzhang said: "That's not called collecting money, it's called making money, the part will have military pay, and if the battle goes well, there will be some loot points."

   "Speaking of war, you don't seem to have been trodden here by the army?"

"They came and saw that we lived in a dilapidated house, and left without anything to rob," the boy rolled his eyes and whispered, "Girl, I know who else has hidden treasures, if I tell you Can you give me some after you turn it out?"

   Zhao Hanzhang turned his head and glanced at him, smiled suddenly, strode forward, did not answer his words, but said to Zhao Ju: "Let's go back and send a team of troops."

   Soon, the slum that spanned three streets was surrounded, and the people who had been hiding in the house, who didn't know that Zhao Hanzhang and the others were coming, finally couldn't bear it, and quietly stretched out their heads to look at it.

   Zhao Hanzhang raised his eyes and motioned for the watchman to come forward.

  The watchman took the gongs and drums and banged forward. His voice was loud and long, and he said one after another: "The old and young men are coming out - Zhao Sanniang invites you to come out and see."

   shouted three times in a row, and everyone just huddled at the door and behind the window to look, no one came to the street.

   Zhao Hanzhang and the watchman said: "Tell them, if you don't come out now, I will have the minions to invite them one by one. There are still people in my county government, do you want to send more troops and horses here?"

   The sound is not small, enough to be heard in a whole street without much cover.

   Immediately, someone came out of the door, pulled the old and the young, and walked forward with their necks shrunk. It took a long time before they came to Zhao Hanzhang. He didn't dare to speak, so he put a broken silver pot and two strings of money in front of him.

   Zhao Hanzhang watched silently.

   With the first one, the second one soon followed. Most people came out empty-handed, and only a small number of people took things, all of which were picked up on the road.

   It seems that there are still a small number of courageous people, but it does not mean that they all come out.

Zhao Hanzhang looked at the scattered things on the ground, and did not take them seriously, and did not investigate the possessions that might be hidden. When everyone had arrived, she said slowly: "Nowadays, there is a large shortage of people in the county. The house was turned over by the chaotic army, and some household registrations were lost. I am not sure that you are still on it. Since you are out today, you will all go to the county government to re-register. I'll give you a piece of land, and let's plant the wheat before winter comes."

   Everyone was stunned and looked at Zhao Hanzhang blankly.

   (end of this chapter)

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