Food bloggers made fortunes in ancient times

At the turn of spring and summer, the nights are still cool.

Outside Xijiang Town, the town gate had already been closed. Several strong men holding hoes and sticks were guarding the town entrance, watching the darkness around them vigilantly.

Even the town was surrounded by trenches dug and filled with sharpened wooden stakes, obviously having been prepared for defense.

This was a defensive order issued in advance by the county government. Young and strong men were organized in each village and town to take turns to keep watch to prevent attacks from the defeated soldiers.

"Damn it, even a broken town is guarded so strictly!" A defeated soldier with a ferocious face cursed in a low voice and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The scarred leader narrowed his eyes and looked at the defense of the town entrance in the moonlight: "Don't worry, wait until they are sleepy in the second half of the night before you take action."

This group of people were the defeated soldiers of King Qi's army. The scarred man in their lead was originally a small captain under King Qi. After the defeat, he fled here with dozens of remaining soldiers.

"I heard there are food stores and blacksmith shops in this town." Another defeated soldier licked his cracked lips, his eyes flashing with greed. "After we rob the food and ironware, we can find a valley to hide and live happily for a while!"

Scarface snorted coldly: "Is that all you can do? This town looks rich, there must be a lot of money to be made."

"Once we get in, we'll kill the men, rob the women, take away all the food and money, and burn this shabby place down. Let's see who dares to stop us!"

Upon hearing this, the defeated soldiers' eyes lit up with excitement and ferocity. Days of killing and hunger had already worn away the last bit of their humanity, leaving only the most primitive greed and brutality.

In the second half of the night, when the moon was dark and the stars were dim, the young man on guard felt a little sleepy and dozed off against the door.

Scarface made a gesture, and dozens of dark shadows moved silently towards the town entrance.

"There's movement!" The young man who was on night watch was suddenly awakened and hurriedly struck the gong.

"Dang——dang——dang——"

The rapid sound of the gong cut through the night sky, sounding particularly harsh in the silence of the night.

The people in the town were awakened, and lights were turned on in every household. Soon, men with weapons rushed out of their homes and headed towards the town entrance.

Ma Kaicheng jumped up from the bed, picked up the spear from the corner and rushed out.

He Hua quickly picked up her one-year-old daughter and hid behind the door. Her face turned pale, but she forced herself to remain calm and warned, "Be careful!"

"You and mother stay at home and lock the door. No matter what noise you hear, don't open the door!" Ma Kaicheng hurriedly gave the instructions and rushed out.

As soon as he ran to the yard, he saw his father, Ma the Butcher, rushing out with two shiny pig-killing knives in his hands, with a fierce look on his face: "If you dare to come to my territory and make trouble, I will skin them alive!"

The father and son rushed out of the house one after another and joined the team in the town.

"Follow us! Guard the entrance to the town!"

When Ma Kaicheng rushed to the town entrance, dozens of young and middle-aged men had gathered there, holding hoes, sickles, sticks and other weapons. Although there was fear in their eyes, no one retreated.

The dilapidated city gate made a creaking sound when hit, as if it would fall apart at any time.

Seeing the two thin wooden doors being chopped by knives and axes into flying wood chips, and the cold light of the sharp blades being visible through the cracks in the doors, everyone was horrified.

They are all ordinary people. How could they have ever seen such a scene?

The hands holding the weapons began to tremble involuntarily, and some people even felt their legs go weak and almost collapsed to the ground.

Ma Kaicheng's heart was in his throat and his hands were shaking violently, but he couldn't retreat.

Behind him are his wife, children, parents, and the people of the entire Xijiang Town. If he retreats, everyone will suffer.

"Quick! Use rocks to block it!" Ma Kaicheng suppressed the fear in his heart and shouted loudly, "They can't get in!"

Several strong men quickly brought a heavy stone mill and held the door tightly against it.

Outside the door came the defeated soldiers' angry curses and even more frantic banging sounds.

"boom--"

With a loud bang, the wooden door finally couldn't withstand the crazy impact and was smashed open, so that one could even see the hideous faces of the fleeing soldiers outside.

With red eyes, Ma the butcher swung his butcher knife and chopped fiercely at the arm that stretched out from the gap. A scream pierced the night sky, and the impact outside the door slowed down a little.

"Dad!" Ma Kaicheng broke out in a cold sweat. This was the first time he saw his father so ferocious.

Ma the butcher spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes flashing with ferocity: "These sons of bitches, if they dare to harm our Xijiang Town, they must be prepared to die!"

His ferocity intimidated the fleeing soldiers and also aroused the bloodiness of the townspeople.

"Yes! Fight with them!"

"We in Xijiang Town are not easy to bully!"

The able-bodied men shouted and raised their weapons to poke at the cracks in the door. Everyone was swinging hoes and sticks desperately, smashing things out from the cracks in the door and the top of the wall.

For a moment, the fleeing soldiers were caught off guard and screams rang out one after another.

The butcher Ma took the opportunity to climb onto the wall and poured a pot of boiling golden juice over his head. Screams immediately resounded through the night sky.

The fleeing soldiers were burned so badly that their skin was torn and they fled in panic with their heads in their hands.

"Come again!" Ma the butcher shouted, and took another pot of boiling vegetable oil.

The women and children in the town were also busy. They brought hot water, boiling oil, and even red-hot charcoal from their homes and poured them out of the wall.

The defeated soldiers were beaten so hard that they cried for their parents and fled in panic, leaving behind several corpses.

"Are they gone?" a young man asked tremblingly.

Ma Kaicheng pricked up his ears and listened carefully, and there was indeed no sound outside.

But he didn't dare to be careless: "Wait a little longer, it might be a scam."

Everyone held their breath and waited for about a quarter of an hour. Only after they confirmed that the defeated soldiers had really retreated did they breathe a sigh of relief.

"We won! We won!" someone shouted excitedly.

Everyone cheered and hugged each other and cried.

Butcher Ma said sullenly, "Don't be too happy too soon. They might come back."

He turned to Ma Kaicheng and said, "Take a few people to patrol the town to prevent the defeated soldiers from bypassing the trench from other places. The rest of you continue to guard the gate and don't let your guard down!"

Ma Kaicheng nodded in agreement and immediately took a few strong men to inspect the town.

No one in Xijiang Town could sleep that night.

The night was as dark as ink. The defeated soldiers staggered away into the woods, with blisters from the boiling oil on their bodies.

Scarface covered his burned arm and gritted his teeth, "Damn it, how come this broken town is even harder to deal with than the county town!"

"Boss, are we still going?" a thin and small defeated soldier asked timidly.

Scarface spat fiercely: "Go to hell! Many of our brothers have been killed. If the fight continues, we will all die here!"

"Boss, there seems to be a village ahead." At this time, a defeated soldier pointed at the faint lights in the distance and said.

Scarface squinted his eyes and saw a sparsely lit village in the distance, its outline looming in the night.

He licked his cracked lips, greed flashing in his eyes: "Let's go! Try our luck over there!"

The defeated soldiers dragged their exhausted bodies towards the light.

However, the place with bright lights was Song Yan's farm.