Food bloggers made fortunes in ancient times

Zhangjiacun.

Heavy rain poured down, and the dirt road at the entrance of the village instantly turned into a muddy swamp.

In the rain, several figures wearing straw raincoats were busy digging trenches. Their shovels were immersed in the mud and water, splashing turbid water.

"Dig faster! Dig deeper!" The old village chief stood in the rain, leaning on a crutch and shouting. His voice was mostly drowned out by the sound of the rain, but he was still full of energy.

A dozen young men were barefoot in the mud, sweating profusely as they dug defensive fortifications.

The rain slid down their dark faces and mixed with sweat and hit the soil.

Shitou climbed out of the trench, his body covered in mud and water: "Village Chief, the east side has been dug, do you want to cut some sharp wooden stakes and insert them?"

"Peel! Peel more!" The old village chief squinted his eyes and looked outside the village, "Cut down all the trees in the forest at the entrance of the village, sharpen all the woods and stick them in the ditch!"

At this moment, the old village chief's deafness seemed to have been cured, and his voice was surprisingly loud.

Ever since Ma Kaicheng came to report the news, the entire Zhangjia Village has been in motion.

The old village chief rang a gong and called all the villagers to the ancestral hall, then explained the matter clearly in a few words.

The rebels are coming, we have to defend the village!

No one questioned it, no one backed down.

We have lived a good life with the Song family over the years. If anyone dares to destroy it, the whole village will be the first to disagree!

The men dug trenches and cut wooden stakes, the women hid food in cellars, and the children were organized to stand guard at the entrance of the village.

Even Ergou, who usually loves to be lazy, is now working hard with a hoe.

"Brother Shitou, do you think the rebels will really come to our remote area?" Ergou asked while digging.

Shitou wiped the rain off his face and said, "Who knows? Xiao Song asked us to prepare, so let's prepare. It's better than being caught blindly when the time comes!"

Quanzi came over carrying a bundle of sharpened wooden stakes and plunged them heavily into the mud: "Who cares if he comes or not? If he does, I'll fuck him!"

The rain was getting heavier, but the defensive fortifications of Zhangjia Village were taking shape little by little.

Three trenches were dug at the entrance of the village, filled with sharp wooden stakes and covered with weeds for camouflage.

Several small paths leading to the village were dug up, leaving only one main road, which was covered with caltrops.

Bamboo ladders were set up on the village walls for easy observation and archery.

In the ancestral hall, women were boiling golden juice.

This is a powerful weapon for defending the city. Pour the boiling dung water on the enemy and they will surely cry for their parents.

"Check your bows and arrows, and sharpen the arrowheads!" The old village chief checked the weapons of the villagers one by one.

With the help of the Song family over the years, the village has purchased a lot of equipment, including more than 20 hunting bows and more than a dozen spears, all of which were discarded by the guard team.

Although its equipment is not as good as that of regular troops, it is more than enough to deal with small groups of defeated soldiers.

"Village chief, don't worry!" Aunt Niu waved a kitchen knife, "If those bastards dare to come, I'll chop them up and make dumplings!"

Everyone burst into laughter, and the tense atmosphere eased a lot.

The old village chief also grinned, revealing a few yellow teeth: "Great! All the men in Zhangjia Village are cowards! After we beat back the rebels, I'll treat everyone to a drink!"

"it is good!"

"The village chief must keep his word!"

At the same time, the same preparations were being carried out in Zhuangzi.

Aniu ran through the nearby villages in the rain, delivering the message door to door and asking everyone to be prepared.

There were already guards stationed in Zhuangzi, and Song Yan had reinforced Zhuangzi a few years ago and organized militia training, so they took action quickly at this time.

When everyone received the news, they immediately took action, digging trenches, setting up roadblocks, and hiding food in an orderly manner.

Everyone is preparing for the coming storm.

The rain lasted for half a day, and it gradually became lighter in the afternoon and turned into a drizzle.

Song Yan rode a fast horse back to the city.

Just as he reached the city gate, he saw a familiar figure waving at him: "Brother Song!"

It's a skinny monkey!

The skinny monkey just greeted him and ran away.

When Song Yan returned to the villa and had just changed out of her wet clothes, she heard the doorman come to report that Zhong Hui was visiting with several leaders of the Thanos Gang.

"Brother Zhong, why are you here?" Song Yan asked in surprise.

"We came here once in the morning, and you happened to be out. I guessed you were going out of the city to arrange something." Zhong Hui patted the rain off his body.

Master Chen took over the conversation: "Skinny Monkey just saw you returning to the city on the street and ran to tell you, so we hurried over."

"Brother Song, we have all heard about the rebels attacking. We know you need manpower here, so we all come here to give you a hand." The skinny monkey's eyes were burning and his face was determined, as if he was ready to fight to the death.

And Master Shen touched his eye mask and said fiercely: "I dare not say anything else, but when it comes to fighting, our brothers will never hesitate!"

Even though the Thanos gang had long since turned over a new leaf and no longer engaged in activities such as seizing territory and collecting protection fees, their ruthlessness has not diminished in the slightest.

At this time, he was even more eager to fight and kill the enemy immediately.

Song Yan's heart warmed up, and even if he had thousands of words to say, he could only say one sentence: "Good brother!"

"Brother Song, what do you think we brothers can do?" Wang Hu patted his chest hard, making a "bang bang" sound. "We can go through fire and water without even a frown!"

"Okay!" Song Yan didn't bother to be polite with them and made arrangements directly: "The city is not in chaos at the moment, but the farms and villages outside the city must be kept a close eye on."

"I'd like to trouble you to lead more patrols in the next few days. If the Qi King's army attacks, they will definitely send scouts to investigate the situation first. You are familiar with the roads outside the city. Divide into several teams and go around the villages and farms. Detain anyone who behaves suspiciously and don't let them figure out our deployment."

When the brothers of Thanos' gang heard that there was a mission, they all became very energetic.

Zhong Hui was the first to respond: "Don't worry, leave it to us! No one knows every nook and cranny in and outside the city better than us brothers."

Skinny Monkey also assured: "Brother Song, just wait and see. If there are any suspicious people, we will definitely catch them!"

Song Yan nodded and added: "If you encounter a small group of defeated soldiers or scattered bandits, you should deal with them as much as possible and don't let them disturb the people. If you encounter a large group of enemy troops, don't fight hard, and quickly return to the city to report the news."

"Understood!" everyone responded in unison.

After sending away the Thanos gang, Song Yan was just about to take a breath when he suddenly remembered something and hurriedly called An Wu to ask, "Haven't my parents come to pick them up yet?"

As soon as he received the news yesterday, Song Yan immediately sent someone to Xiaoli Village to pick up the Shu family.

But it’s been a day, why hasn’t it arrived yet?