vrcanaries Chapter 285: Another War Ahead
Chapter 285: Another War Ahead
Zhou Dacang just focused on eating. He thought the food tasted pretty good. There was meat, vegetables, oil and salt. It was all good food.
The two of them finished the whole bowl of rice in no time.
The waiter and others behind him were all stunned. "Boss, boss, did you see that? They really finished a whole bowl of rice. It was such a big bowl. There were only two of them. The child ate so much. I saw that the stomach was only that big. How could it hold so much rice? Wouldn't it overflow?"
The shopkeeper slapped him in the face and said, "What are you talking about? Children eat small amounts of food and grow up with large meals, so they eat a lot, right? You have seen people who eat a lot, and there are also people who eat a bucket of food. I have never seen you talk so much!"
The other guests also unconsciously turned their eyes to Zhou Guo's little belly, wanting to see where all the food went after such a small person ate so much.
Zhou Guo felt the eager gazes from all sides. He looked up at them one by one, smiled sweetly, and raised his teacup to them.
The guests also raised their glasses and smiled kindly.
Zhou Guo smiled even more happily. She liked the people here. No one laughed at her for eating too much!
The two wandered through the streets and alleys until dark, but as expected, they found nothing.
The next day, I went to a nearby village again. There were not many little beggars in the village, and even fewer in the villages far away from the county town.
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"Rice and flour. We don't need dried noodles now that we have white flour. What kind of noodles can't be made with white flour?" Zhou Dacang hesitated as he looked at the dried noodles. They were not cheap.
Zhou Guo spread his hands, pointed at the flour and said, "Can you make noodles with this? I can't. I can only make pancakes, thick ones at that."
She doesn't know how to make pasta, so the most thing she buys is rice, which is more to her taste, and the pancakes should be able to be formed into shape.
Zhou Dacang waved his hand and said, "What's so difficult about this? It's just noodles. Have you ever seen it before? My uncle makes it. If you like it, then buy more."
I bought twenty kilograms of flour and thirty kilograms of rice in one go.
Zhou Guo still ordered ten kilograms of dried noodles, and explained to Zhou Dacang who disagreed, "This is faster, much faster than white flour. Just boil the water and throw it in, and it will be ready to eat in a few moments. It's so fast. We are out all day, sometimes we can't rest until midnight, and we are starving. How can we wait for you to knead the dough?"
Zhou Dacang thought so too and said nothing more. Looking at so much food, he breathed a sigh of relief. "This much is enough for us to eat for ten days or half a month."
Zhou Guo didn't think it was too much. "If the horses hadn't been too full, I would have bought another fifty kilograms. I would have stockpiled enough for at least a month."
People who have been hungry are particularly obsessed with food, and they feel insecure without food.
With food, the two of them felt much more relaxed when traveling outside, and they were not afraid even if they missed the inn for a few days.
Zhou Guo also took this opportunity to pick a lot of wild mushrooms in the mountains and forests, dried them and put them in a bag. He put a few of them in the bag every time he cooked bone soup. The soup was fresh and flavorful, better than what he would eat in an ordinary small restaurant.
When it was still early, the two of them could leisurely make a meal of hand-rolled noodles, boil half a pot of diced chicken and wild mushroom sauce, and pour it on the noodles. Zhou Guo could eat three big bowls at a time.
After walking for seven or eight days, half of the food was gone.
As I was walking that day, I suddenly met a large group of villagers with their families and looking frightened.
The two were very familiar with this kind of situation, after all, they had experienced it before.
Zhou Guo stopped an old lady.
The old lady was stopped for no apparent reason and glared at her fiercely, "What are you doing?"
Zhou Guo smiled, took out a piece of dried meat from her bag and stuffed it into her hand.
When the old lady saw the dried meat, her expression softened immediately, and she even smiled. "What do you want to ask, young man?"
Zhou Guo asked, "Grandma, where are you going with your family? What happened?"
The old lady's face immediately darkened, she shook her head and waved her hands, "Stop talking, there's a fight, a war, I don't know which two groups of people came to our place to fight, they're robbing people everywhere, they grab men and run away, many people in the county have been captured, that person died in batches, our village below heard the news, how dare we stay at home, we thought we should go out and hide everywhere, and go back after the fighting is over."
As he spoke, he saw Zhou Da Cang standing by and saw the two horses they were riding. He advised them, "You can't go forward either. Your father is in such a state that no one can see him. The soldiers will definitely catch him. And your two horses, not to mention horses, even mules have been dragged to fight. Hurry up, hurry up, I'm leaving too, so don't go forward either."
Having said that, he hurried forward.
Hundreds of people, with their families, climbed deep into the mountains, crossed one ridge after another, walked through one narrow path after another, and found a relatively flat and open place to settle down.
Watching them go deep into the mountains, Zhou Guo looked back at the way they came and said, "Uncle, their village shouldn't be too far from here, and the battlefield isn't far either. Should we continue forward?"
Zhou Da Cang stroked his mustache and frowned, "Look at these villagers, they brought their families, plows and other things with them, and people from each village went to the mountains. I'm afraid the situation ahead is not good. How could that little guy not have some foresight? He still stayed there when he saw the war. It's better not to take this risk. Otherwise, I'll go to the front to take a look, and you wait for me at the back."
Zhou Guo looked him up and down, "You want to go to the front and see? Can you run as fast as me? Can you fight as hard as me?"
Zhou Dacang: "…What kind of look is that? I'm not a pig in a pen. Don't look at me. It makes me feel creepy."
Zhou Guo said, "I see that you are a strong laborer at your age, so you will definitely not be able to escape. Even if you change back, you will still be a young laborer, and the army will like you very much. No matter how you look at it, you can't go. I'd better go. I'm not tall and I'm a child. It's not my turn to be conscripted. I can fight and run, and most people can't catch up with me. They are busy fighting, so even if I pass under their noses, they won't have time to care about me."
After that, he said solemnly: "Uncle, you should stay here and wait for me. I will come to find you when I am done. You can find a secluded place in the mountains and stay here for a few days. The remaining food will be left to you. You can probably eat for a month by yourself."
When Zhou Dacang heard this, he hurriedly said, "You can't come back for a month? Where are you going? No, no, it's too long. I have to go with you."
Zhou Guo said, "I just said that. It won't take that long. I'll be back in seven or eight days at most. I won't ride the horse anymore. Don't let it be snatched away from me. I'll be left without a mount. Anyway, this place is not far away."
Zhou Dacang was very straightforward, "Riding a horse will attract attention, which is not a good thing. Then you can walk there. You are fast anyway."