Traveling through 1942 with space

"Qin Province is great! Look at how well the corn and millet are growing. The cobs are big and the millet is dense. It looks like we will have a good harvest in the autumn this year." On the official road, the old people in the village looked at the crops in the fields with envy.

"Yes! If we had such a good harvest in our hometown, we wouldn't have to flee from famine." The surrounding villagers all showed envious looks.

"Alas! It's a pity for my family's few acres of mountain land. They were taken advantage of by that damn Liu Shiwan." A man said with a painful look on his face.

"Forget it! I heard from Yangmin that Qin Province has a small population and a lot of land. If we keep working hard, we will be able to earn it back sooner or later."

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When Hou Xiaoge first came to this era, he sometimes thought that refugees were no longer considered human beings, and they had to steal food when they came to areas with food!

But after entering Qin Province, what I saw and heard finally provided me with the answers.

First of all, the refugees of this era are not the refugees in ancient times who overthrew dynasties. Those refugees were destructive and could no longer be called civilians. It would be more appropriate to call them bandits.

Although refugees of this era fled everywhere, the law was still the most basic principle that bound them, so ordinary refugees did not dare to steal crops when they passed by.

Of course, this law is only the most basic. Just like the refugees on the official road now, there are many crops not far from the official road. The reason why the refugees dare not rob is, firstly, they are afraid of being sued, and secondly, of course, someone is watching them.

The fields near the official road were full of farmers guarding the crops with weapons, and some were holding muskets and bows and arrows.

Ordinary refugees are unable to move around, let alone fight with strong locals. It is easy for one of them to beat five or six of you.

What's more, because of the refugees, the official roads are patrolled by soldiers at regular intervals to prevent trouble. Needless to say, once they encounter such people, the consequences will definitely not be good.

Of course, this only prevented the vast majority of people. There were still some refugees who sneaked into the fields to steal food. If they were not discovered, it would be fine, but if they were discovered, they would naturally be beaten.

In fact, in Hou Xiaoge's opinion, there is another reason, which is to cherish the crops.

In fact, most of the refugees are from farming backgrounds and have been dealing with crops all their lives. In their opinion, if the crops are destroyed before they are ripe, their own children's legs will be broken.

This can be felt from the conversations among the nearby villagers. The farmers' love for their crops can be said to be deeply rooted in their bones.

From this we can also see that the demands of ordinary people are really simple and obedient. They just need stability and enough food to eat.

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The four seasons in this era are very distinct, autumn is autumn and summer is summer. The weather in September is actually very cool except for the hottest two hours at noon.

Since there were no large luggage, the team moved forward very quickly and could cover more than twenty miles a day, which was equivalent to two days' journey in the Central Plains.

Of course, the ones who deserve the most thanks are the local military and civilians. Although they kept a close watch on the refugees along the way, there were porridge sheds at regular intervals to distribute porridge, and the locals would also throw weeds pulled from the fields onto the road for the refugees to pick up freely.

It is because of these kind deeds that countless refugees can survive in peace.

Along the way, Hou Xiaoge only carried a backpack with five or six bamboo tubes in it, all filled with water. This was something Hou Xiaoge volunteered to do.

After arriving in Qin Province, there were more rainwater rivers. Except for asking for help at the entrance of some villages when passing by, most of the domestic water was fetched from the rivers.

Although the river water of this era is cleaner than the tap water in later generations, Hou Xiaoge still feels it is unhygienic, so every time he fetches water, he uses the space spring water from the space.

Now that the space has expanded, an ordinary spring the size of a washbasin has appeared on the hill. The spring water flows slowly down the hill, slowly forming a reservoir the size of one acre in the breeding area, which is used to supply some free-range livestock and the natural ecology in the integrated space.

Although this small spring does not have the special functions of the spiritual spring, it can be said to be the best mineral water for drinking.

As for why he didn’t let his family drink the spiritual spring water, it was not because Hou Xiaoge was stingy, but because he didn’t dare.

The effect of Lingquan Water has greatly increased now. In addition to cleansing the bones and marrow, ordinary people will easily become sleepy after drinking it because they are weak and cannot benefit from it.

In Hou Xiaoge’s first experiment, he gave his younger brother a small bowl of the drink. The little guy slept from the afternoon until noon the next day, and dirt continued to be discharged from his body.

If Hou Xiaoge hadn't used his mental power to observe and remove the dirt from the little guy, the little guy would have turned into a mud man the next day.

So, from then on, Hou Xiaoge never dared to take out the spiritual spring water for his family to drink directly.

However, every time Hou Xiaoge takes ordinary spring water, he will add a few drops of spiritual spring water into it. This can subtly improve the health of his family and bring many benefits.

On this day, the fleeing team from Nanjiagou arrived at a village in Huayin County. A landlord named Cai planted more than 50 acres of sweet potatoes. Seeing that the fleeing team from Nanjiagou were all from the same village and there were people maintaining order, he asked the housekeeper to find people to dig sweet potatoes.

The refugees were naturally willing to do such a good thing. During this period, the refugees from Nanjiagou also helped a landlord to turn over the land. Although it was hard work, the landlord paid a lot! One mu of land was given three kilograms of corn flour.

The most strenuous farm work is plowing the soil. Often, several kilograms of oil can be scraped off after plowing a few acres of land, and the worker can lose several kilograms of weight. Therefore, few people are willing to do this kind of hard work except for their own land.

But the refugees were almost starving to death, so why would they be so tired? One person couldn’t finish the job, so the whole family had to do it.

Moreover, apart from giving three pounds of cornmeal for one acre of land, the landlords did not want any wild vegetables or weeds in the fields, and all of them were given to the refugees.

It is autumn now. One acre of land can produce at least 10 to 20 kilograms of wild vegetables and weeds. Together with three kilograms of cornmeal, it can feed a family of four or five for three or four days.

"Patriarch Hou, there are 35 acres of sweet potatoes planted on this mountain. Because customers need them urgently, the master only gave us five days to dig them all up, load them onto trucks and ship them to Tongguan.

The master and the mistress have always been kind and virtuous. Seeing that you refugees are pitiful, they specifically asked me to give this job to the refugees along the way.

I have observed your team for four or five miles and found that your character is relatively good, so I will give these thirty-five acres of land to you.

But don't worry, the master is also very generous, and the reward for you is ten acres of sweet potato vines and one hundred kilograms of defective sweet potatoes." The middle-aged housekeeper wearing a melon-shaped hat said with a smile.

Hou Yangmin has made great contributions to the clan during this period. After arriving in Qin Province, he was recognized by the clan members and elders and became the new clan leader.

There are more than 230 people in the village, which means more than 200 mouths to feed. Hou Yangmin naturally feels a lot of pressure as they flee. He asks local people everywhere if there is work to do, hoping for survival for his people.

“Thank you, Master Cai, for your kindness. But Butler Cai, you have already cut the sweet potato vines once, and there are not many left.

Could you please give us a few more acres of sweet potato vines? We promise to do a good job for you." Hou Yangmin bargained as he looked at the sweet potato vines that had lost many leaves.

"How about this, I'll give you twelve acres of land. If you do a good job, I'll give you three more acres after we're done?" Butler Cai looked at the team in Nanjiagou and said after a moment's hesitation.

"Thank you, Mr. Cai. Thank you, Steward Cai, for giving us the job. We will definitely do a good job." Hou Yangmin bowed to Steward Cai excitedly.

"Well! But let me be frank with you, you are not allowed to cheat. Once discovered, not only will you not get any reward, you will also be taken to see the authorities." Butler Cai said sternly with his eyes wide open.

"Of course I know!"