Food bloggers made fortunes in ancient times

An hour later.

In the meeting hall of the farm, more than a dozen managers gathered together and the atmosphere was solemn.

"Everyone is clear about the situation." Song Yan stood in the hall, his posture as straight as a pine tree. His eyes swept across everyone's tense faces. His voice was calm, but powerful.

"Hengchang Prefecture has been lost, and the Qi King's army will soon attack Guang'an Prefecture. I'm afraid Yunshan County will not be spared."

"I have decided to transfer all the elderly, weak, women and children to Yunshan County for resettlement. The young and strong will stay to continue the spring ploughing, and the guard team will be responsible for the vigilance."

"Once you find any trace of the enemy, sound the gong immediately to warn everyone and have them retreat to the back hills for shelter."

The main manor's guard team has more than 300 people, and the other manors have between 50 and 100 people each, which adds up to only about 1,000 people. It is still too difficult to deal with the 10,000-strong army of the King of Qi.

The managers looked at each other in bewilderment. Someone said worriedly, "Boss, what about the food? If the Qi King's army comes, they will definitely grab the food!"

Song Yan had already made preparations: "Immediately transfer the grain in the granary in batches. Some of it will be transported to the county town, and the rest will be stored in caves in the back mountains. Take waterproof and moisture-proof measures."

He turned to Wei Taoer and said, "You are responsible for coordinating this matter. You must transfer all the stored grain within three days."

Wei Taoer, who was shouldering a heavy responsibility, looked stern: "Don't worry, Boss, I will definitely get it done."

Fortunately, last year Song Yan realized that the situation was not right, and he acted decisively, instructing Wei Taoer to transfer some of the grain in the granary in advance.

Otherwise, they would not be able to complete such a huge transfer volume in just three days.

Song Yan looked at Zhou Dashi, who was in charge of the guard team, and said, "Zhou Dashi, you lead the guard team to set traps at various places in the farm to slow down the enemy's attack speed."

"Dig more horse traps, lay some tripwires, and prepare some rolling logs and rocks. It doesn't matter how many casualties we inflict, as long as we can delay the enemy for a while," Song Yan warned.

"Also, send people to secretly set up checkpoints on several important roads leading to the farm. Once the enemy's movements are discovered, report back immediately."

Zhou Dashi replied in a muffled voice: "Don't worry, Boss. I'll arrange it right away!"

After everyone left, Song Yan stood alone in the hall, stroked her face with her hand, and let out a long sigh.

He knew very well that these preparations would be nothing but a mantis trying to stop a chariot in the face of a real war.

But always give it a try.

At least, he couldn't let those who trusted him die in vain.

After the stewards returned to their respective farms, they immediately summoned the farmers and informed them of the bad news that the King of Qi's army was approaching.

The farmers were silent at first, and then burst into a tide of panic.

"What? The Qi King's army? Didn't they say Hengchang Prefecture could be defended?"

"It's over, it's over. The soldiers are coming. Can we still survive?"

"The boss said that the old, weak, women and children should evacuate to the city first, and the young and strong people should stay to continue the spring ploughing." The steward shouted at the top of his voice, "Don't panic, the boss has his own arrangements!"

Hearing that there was a way to make a living, the farmers calmed down a little, but many of them were still worried.

"Can the boss really protect us?"

"Yes, that's an army of tens of thousands..."

"Bullshit!" an old man suddenly shouted, "If the boss hadn't taken us in, we would have starved to death on the roadside! Now that the boss hasn't abandoned us, you're the first to get scared?"

These words made everyone blush and lower their heads.

"The boss is kind and righteous, we can't be cowards!" The old man patted his chest and said, "Although I am old, I can still hold a hoe! If anyone dares to steal food, I will fight him to the death!"

"Yes! Let's fight that bastard!"

"The boss has treated us well, we must not let anyone destroy the farm!"

Amid the public outrage, the farmers quickly took action and began to transfer food and their families in batches according to Song Yan's arrangements.

At the same time, Song Yanzheng was rushing back to the city with An Qi and Ma Kaicheng.

Along the way, scattered villages come into view.

Song Yan thought of something and quickly instructed Ma Kaicheng: "Remember to send someone to inform the nearby people. Those who can enter the city should try to arrange for them to enter the city. Those who really don't want to leave should also be reminded to prepare for evacuation."

As for Zhangjia Village and Xiaoli Village, they are located in remote areas, so there is no need to worry about the King of Qi's army reaching those remote places. There is just the possibility of disturbance by refugees and defeated soldiers.

"Also, go to Zhangjia Village in person and ask the old village chief to organize the villagers to strengthen patrols and hide the food." Song Yan was worried, "Especially in our village, life has been good in recent years, which may easily attract envy."

A few years ago, there was a thief in the village, and a lot of food and property were lost.

Later, according to Song Yan's suggestion, a patrol team was set up, with young and strong men in the village taking turns on duty, and the situation improved a lot.

But they are farmers after all. They have no problem dealing with a few petty thieves, but if they encounter a large number of defeated soldiers, they will be in great danger.

Ma Kaicheng's face became heavy when he thought about the war that might come next. He had heard from the refugees who had fled from Jizhou that the rebels would burn, kill, loot and commit all kinds of atrocities when they passed through the border. Not to mention food and property, even half-grown children might be abducted.

Right now his parents, wife and children are all in Xijiang Town.

Lotus gave birth to a big fat baby girl last year. She is almost one year old and is just babbling and learning to call people.

He raised his hand and wiped his face, suppressing the bitterness in his eyes.

He said in a muffled voice: "Boss, can we defend Yunshan County?"

Song Yan was silent for a moment before she spoke solemnly, "Do your best and leave the rest to fate."

After returning to the county town, Song Yan went straight to Prince Hui's Palace.

When the news came, Li Yanche immediately summoned the staff in the mansion to discuss the matter.

When Song Yan arrived, the meeting was just about to end.

Li Yanche saw Song Yan rushing over, exhausted, and immediately stood up to greet him: "Brother Song, you've arrived just in time."

Without bothering to exchange pleasantries, Song Yan politely bowed and asked directly, "Your Highness, have you heard about the Hengchang Prefecture incident?"

When outsiders were around, Song Yan would respectfully address Li Yanche as "Prince", and would only call him "Little Pomegranate" in private.

Li Yanche signaled his men to retreat, leaving only Zhan Qingyue behind.

"Brother Song, don't worry. I have sent Commander Luo to lead 5,000 guards to reinforce Guang'an Prefecture."

After the Chinese New Year, Xiao Shiliu was already fourteen years old. His voice changed from hoarse and childish to deep and clear, with the clarity that only teenagers have.

He had grown taller, and the childishness between his brows had faded, replaced by a calm and sharp look.

The pair of phoenix eyes that resembled Shu Changyu were slightly raised, and as the eyes moved, there was a hint of the majesty of a superior.

"In addition, I have sent a message to the surrounding counties, asking them to immediately organize militias and strengthen the city defenses. If they encounter scattered Qi troops, they don't have to fight hard, but just delay for a while."