The situation in Shouling County is one day short.

In the first few days when the bandits siege the city, the people in the county also fled to the countryside to take refuge with their elderly and children. But in the next few days, everyone didn't even dare to run away.

Almost a few of the people who escaped at the beginning had a good ending, either tragically died under the bandit's butcher's knife or disappeared.

This missing person is even worse, and there is no one left in the corpse, which makes people sigh when they think about it.

The people in the county are not fools. They stayed behind, at least there were city walls, county governments, and soldiers. But if they left Shouling County, they would be alive if they encountered bandits.

The crisis of the bandits breaking the city threatens the county town at all times, but what is fatter than the bandits is food.

The grain in the granary was at its bottom.

Grain merchants everywhere have no inventory.

Magistrate Wang looked at Zhou County Magistrate and smiled bitterly: "I really want to eat the lees of 'Gu Ji's', and I also want to eat the soup cakes made by the princess himself."

County Magistrate Zhou: "...I don't know if we are dead. Do the princess remember to give us a soup cake on the grave?"

The fog is getting heavier and heavier.

The streets of the county town looked empty, but the storm was about to come, and the doors of every household were closed, and the city was in a state of depression.

"Sister A Tu, come here to you."

Xiao Douzi poked his head out of the wall and handed a hard and dark bean cake in his pocket, "Hide it quickly, don't let my mother see it."

A Tu was stunned, his eyes turned red slightly, but he forced himself to hold back his tears and reached out to answer: "...Thank you, Xiaodouzi."

She knew that this was Xiao Douzi's food ration for the day today.

It is not easy for Xiao Douzi. His mother only cares about having children with the man who comes later. She is worse than that of him every day. Xiao Douzi has to carry water and chop firewood and cook firewood every day, but his mother still forgets him and makes him hungry and full.

Recently, I have not even let him go to the dining table, but every day I remember to give him some messy food.

Nowadays, bandits are in short supply in the county town, and the prices of grain shops in various places have been rising for several days. Starting a few days ago, the rice price has reached 180 cents per dou, and brown rice costs 100 cents per dou. The moldy grain may be slightly cheaper, but the price per day has reached 80 to 90 cents per dou.

This was a few days ago. A Tu hadn't dared to go out to buy food for two days. The family only had a few dozen cents left. The family business could not be done. The man was sick. She went out to find work every day and was happy with any dirty and tiring work. As long as she gave money, the little she earned was not enough for the man to drink medicine. She really couldn't afford to eat.

The yamen came to ask each grain merchant to sell affordable grain, but where is the small amount of affordable grain enough? As soon as it came out, it was robbed completely. A Tu was not a cowardly woman, but she was a weak woman, so she would definitely not be able to steal those people.

If this continues, they may only have a dead end.

Not only Atu, but Xiaodouzi, the entire Shouling County is in a depressed despair, and the people are almost counting their time to live.

The county town is not in a big chaos now. It is because the magistrate is still there and the yamen runners are still patrolling the streets. Once they see the opportunity to cause trouble, they will use thunderous means. However, the pressure on the county government is also extremely high and gradually cannot be suppressed.

Only when people eat can they survive. The people have no food and cannot even survive. Who cares about those etiquette, righteousness, integrity and shame?

A Tu sighed and grabbed the bean cake in his hand and went to the kitchen.

The kitchen was empty and there was nothing in the rice jar. She took out a handful of dried wild vegetables from the back basket behind the door, chopped them up, cut off half of the bean cake and mixed together, thought about it, put it in the pot and steamed it slowly.

After steaming the dishes, Ah painted it into the bowl and carried it into the room. He saw his man standing up with his body at a glance. He was shocked: "Why is Ah Lang getting up? Don't move, the fever has not subsided in the morning."

"Don't worry, A Tu."

Zhao Qiu held A Tu's hand and patted it gently, "It's okay, I'm done."

He is a big man. How can he rely solely on his wife to take care of his current situation?

His eyes fell on the bowl of steamed bean cakes. Zhao Qiu sighed in his heart and pushed it to his wife, "Atu, you eat, I usually move less and have a small appetite. I can't eat too much. It's important to eat enough."

The young couple was pushing him, but suddenly heard a bang, Zhao Qiu was shocked. He grabbed his wife and pushed him back, blocking him in front and looking out.

In just a blink of an eye, a man broke in outside, stepped forward and took away the bean cake, and ate it in big mouthfuls, his eyes still on Atu and Zhao Qiu, his eyes flashing.

The man was extremely tall. Although he was eating voraciously and looked extremely hungry, his face was full of flesh and his arms were almost as thick as his legs. Zhao Qiu's heart sank, he protected his wife firmly and said loudly: "This hero, my money basket still has dozens of coins, no matter how much it is, you can take it after you finish your meal."

The man swallowed the rice into his stomach with two mouthfuls, followed Zhao Qiu's sight and pulled the money basket over the money basket, but his eyes were still nailed to the two of them, flashing.

In the market, those with tender skin and tender flesh like Zhao Qiu and A Tu may now change to a bag of rations alone.

"Ah, the bandits have broken the city, everyone, you can escape quickly, the bandits have broken the city!"

At the stalemate, a sharp roar suddenly came from outside.

Suddenly, countless stumbles, cries, and scolding.

The man who broke into the Zhao family changed his expression and spat, his expression changed, and he snorted and said angrily: "At worst, I can go to the bandits."

He thought about it and really felt that this idea that had been thinking about it for several days was indeed a good idea.

For a moment, his eyes fell on Zhao Qiu.

He would break into this store, not choose casually, but it was just intentional. The three kings of Sun Zhen on Heifeng Ridge outside were Zhao Qiu's enemies.

The ancestors of the two families made enemies. At that time, Zhao Qiu exposed Sun Zhen that he killed his brother and committed suicide by seeking money, which forced Sun Zhen to escape and eventually became a bandit.

"It just happened to use your head as a letter of fame."

The man suddenly picked up a pig-killing knife from behind, swung it and slashed it at Zhao Qiu. Zhao Qiu was so scared that his legs became weak and he closed his eyes and waited for death.

A Tu was so scared that she threw herself on her husband and exclaimed loudly. She could hear the sharp roar of Xiao Douzi in her ears. Then, a thunderous shout came from outside the door-"Princess Yongkang is here! All the people are closed and are not allowed to go out from now on. Those who take the opportunity to cause trouble will be killed without mercy!"

The sound was like a thunder. The man holding a pig-killing knife was stunned. In this moment, Xiao Douzi came over with a broom and said loudly: "Come on, kill me, your princess, help me!"
Chapter completed!