I’m Walking the Career Line In Dog Blood

    "Why did you run away?" An Yinong felt very strange.

    In the original plot, the two insisted on taking away all the belongings of the family before fleeing, so the original owner embarked on the long journey of fleeing empty-handed. Now they actually left three months early?

    "I can't threaten him again just because I beat him yesterday?"

    After thinking about it, there is no other more reasonable explanation. Well, he was just a casual threat that scare people away?

    "Run away, I still have to continue worrying about food." He was at a loss for the empty rice vat, and there were only half a bag of rice bran and three turtles left at home. Is it possible that I will only survive on one meal a day from now on?

    No matter what, they have to tell someone else first.

    An Yinong thought about it for a while, then destroyed the house again, and then called the village chief with tears in his eyes, saying that his father ran away with the money, and there was nothing left in the house, Just a shed.

    The good people in the village crowded over to see, and sure enough, there was nothing left, and it was cleaner than the thief.

    "This is going to starve Xiwazi to death, why is there such a cruel father? The Chen family has to give us an explanation."

    They yelled and cursed there, and even went to the village of the original owner's father's clan to make trouble, but no one said that they wanted to help, they would starve to death, where would they have spare energy to help others?

    Everyone breathes a sigh of relief: it’s good not to borrow food from them.

    The village chief was silent for a while, and said, "I will accompany you to the town, and I will cancel his two household registrations, saying that people are sick and dead. If they want to be refugees, then let them be refugees. ."

    As soon as the household registration is sold, the official stamped person is dead. The village chief is guarding against that uncle and nephew.

    "Okay, I'll listen to my uncle." Just what he wanted.

    In this way, the turtle was not sold that day, but they went to the town to sell the household first. From then on, the two surnamed Chen are "dead", and even if they come back, they cannot use their original identities.

    "Guru." He hadn't eaten a grain of rice this day, and his stomach was rumbling with hunger.

    Seeing that, the village chief took out a pancake from the small bag, and after thinking about it, he broke half of it and gave it to him: "Eat it."

    An Yinong took the cake, looked at the village chief, and took a bite. The dry multi-grain cake, sandwiched with bran skin, is hard, chewing it down and swallowing it like sand, but he cherishes it one bite at a time.

    After returning to the village, the village chief came again. He took out a pocket, which contained three catties of broken rice, mixed with a little rice bran: "Uncle has no food at home, you can deal with it first. ."

    An Yinong held the bag and only felt the weight of a thousand catties on his hand.

    The food is life at the moment, and An Yinong looks like a poor household who has not yet come out. If there is something, the food will not be returned. In the eyes of others, isn't this the same as what was given to him?

    "Uncle, when I have food, I will give you the best."

    "Hey, okay, my uncle is waiting." A smile appeared on the village chief's dark face.

    On the third day, the sky was still dark, and An Yinong was carrying three weak turtles to the town to sell. He added a 'health blessing' to all three turtles, and the turtle, who had shrunken his head, seemed to be in better spirits.

    He added a health blessing to himself, so as not to accidentally pass out on the road - the original owner's physical condition is really bad.

    With an empty stomach, he walked for more than an hour, and his shoulders were sore from being rubbed by the straw rope.

    If the original owner's body was accustomed to walking at this intensity, and An Yinong added a 'health blessing' from time to time, he would be able to lie down directly tired.

    The town is the same as yesterday, there are no people on the streets, even if there are people, most of them have no smile on their faces and are dead. After more than a year of drought and food shortages, who can laugh?

    An Yinong asked people for the address of the best local restaurant.

    In fact, there is only one restaurant in the town, and the business is not very good. He went to the back door and knocked, the door opened, and a sleepy guy ran out.

    The guy looked at the bamboo basket behind him: "Selling stuff?"

    An Yinong nodded and said there was a turtle.

    The shopkeeper came out after a while, a middle-aged man with a moustache and a shrewd face: "I'll take a look at the goods."

    The shopkeeper saw the three turtles, thought for a moment, and said in a caring tone: "Some people like this thing, some people don't like it, it's not easy to sell. I think you can carry it all the way. It’s not easy, forget it, three for eight hundred wen.”

    "Eating turtles is a great supplement. After a year of severe drought, the rivers have been dry. Such old turtles are hard to find, but they are still alive. Two taels are not two prices." An Yinong Just double it for him.

    In fact, he didn't know how to negotiate prices before, as if he was born without this rib, but thinking about it now, he was too rich back then.

    He bargained with the two, and finally the three turtles were sold for one tael of silver and three hundred wen.

    With heavy silver and copper coins in his arms, An Yinong was wandering on the road. He found that there were more beggars in the town than yesterday. in tattered clothes, with unkempt hair and no shoes on his feet.

      The passers-by walked away after a glance. Although they were very sympathetic, they didn't have much to eat.

    "Food is the hard currency." An Yinong was ruthless and forced himself to turn his eyes away: with his current economic strength, he was really unable to help others.

    He only took two steps, and an old beggar suddenly opened his eyes and looked at him: "Have you recently been to places you shouldn't go or touched things you shouldn't touch? I see that your Yintang is black..."

    An Yinong stopped when he heard the first half of the sentence, and then listened to the second half of the sentence, 'Yintang is black', and he left directly: a liar.

    "Good words are hard to persuade a damned ghost." The old beggar slowly closed his eyes when he saw him leave.

    Walking three streets, An Yinong asked the townspeople about the most reasonable rice and grain shop. He bought the grain with the money from selling turtles, and bought some new cotton With a bamboo tube of salt, I bought three cakes with the last eight copper coins left.

    The new food has not yet come down, and the old food will be eaten up again. The food is expensive at the moment. One tael of silver can buy 40 catties of old grain and 20 catties of millet.

      However, if you don't buy it, you can't. Food can survive.

    "When the locust plague comes, the price of food will at least quadruple." An Yinong wanted to remove all the food, but unfortunately he was empty.

    Bought food to go home, carrying 60 catties of food on his body, trembling with every step, he gritted his teeth and walked forward.

    An Yinong didn't want people to see his food, so he chose a long and remote road. This small road was originally a place with lush vegetation, but the land has been dry for two years, and now it is a loess road, and when the wind blows, you can't see the direction.

    Accidentally looking back, An Yinong found that a person appeared behind him at some point, wearing a black robe and hat, and could not see his face.

    The man was fifty meters behind him. If An Yinong walked faster, the man would also walk faster. If An Yinong walked a little slower, that person would also walk a little slower, always following him not far or near.

    He felt cold behind his back, thinking that it was someone who was robbing food, so he accelerated.

      property."

    After putting things in the room, An Yinong rested on the table for a while. He also walked into the yard and looked out. It was still morning, the sky was a little red, and it was as beautiful as fire, but there was no one.

    Forty catties of old grain filled the empty rice jar half full, and twenty catties of millet were locked in the cupboard. As soon as these living things entered the house, An Yinong's mentality changed - he had the confidence to survive.

    The Tian family rarely had porridge at noon that day. He took 2 taels of old rice and boiled it into porridge, sprinkled a little salt, An Yinong felt a little bland, but there was nothing better .

    “According to modern standards, the staple food accounts for 60% of human’s daily diet, and the rest are protein, fat, plant fiber, etc.

    "The daily staple food of human beings should be the body weight multiplied by five and then divided by one thousand. The original owner is 16 years old, but because of malnutrition, the weight is at most 90 pounds, which may be less than that. So The staple food you need a day should be four to five taels."

    Half a catty a day is theoretical. In fact, because there is not enough 'oil and water', the food he needs a day is higher than the theory.

    "Assuming, minus the meal brought by Goldfinger, I still need to eat half a catty of grain a day. Then sixty catties of grain is about four months. I will stay here for three months. , then there will be a month's worth of food left, minus the tax to be paid..." An Yinong sighed, the food was still not enough.

      lotus well.

    The villagers of Lianhua Village occupy this well that is not exhausted, but they act a lot arrogantly, and they have to pay some favors to draw water.

    Survival is not easy.

    He went to Hulutan in the afternoon. This time, only a few mussels were found alone, but he found a field with wild kudzu in the valley. An Yinong dug out the fat kudzu, which weighed more than 30 pounds.

    "It's really a treasure of feng shui." An Yinong smiled, but his eyes stopped when he touched more and more grasshoppers in the valley, and the smile disappeared.

    The locust plague that will happen in the plot is coming soon.

    In the original plot, there are not many descriptions about the locust plague, but only through the mouths of servants to say some food production reduction, how angry the master is, the tenants came to borrow food, who and so are starved to death and so on.

    Because the protagonist is the youngest son of the landlord's family, there is no food shortage crisis in his family, so he will not feel the despair of the locust plague.

    "If I could remind them earlier, would it be possible to save some food, some people?" An Yinong thought about this question. He was not a soft-hearted person, but if he wanted to watch the locust plague happen without his own eyes, he couldn't do it.

    So, after taking the kudzu all home, he went to the village chief's house.

    "You said you heard people in town that there might be a plague of locusts?"

    An Yinong nodded: "Those people say that there will be large locusts after the severe drought, and they are all buying food. I am young and indifferent, and I don't know the seriousness of the matter, so I came here to ask my uncle for one. idea."

    The village chief's face was a little dark, and after a while, he said: "I also heard people say that this year's grasshoppers are very large. I can't make the decision, so I'll find everyone tomorrow. Talk about it."