Crossing the book to escape famine, poor little guy does not become cannon fodder reference group

The brother and sister looked at each other and didn't dare to say anything.

Tie Wenqin, who was standing by, scoffed, "When will you stop bragging?"

Qi Chengfeng turned his head and glared at him, "When did I brag? I'm the number one swordsmith in the world, and you're only third."

Tie Wenqin didn't even glance at him. "Really? Can you, the number one swordsmith, make a musket? Can you make a rifle? Do you even know what a pistol is?"

Qi Chengfeng: ...

"You're just taking advantage of the young lady, stop flattering yourself!"

Tie Wenqin sighed pretentiously, "I can't help it. The young lady just has a crush on me. She said she'll give me the blueprints for a new weapon in a couple of days. From now on, someone's position as the top swordsmith will be replaced!"

Qi Chengfeng didn't curse immediately, but quickly stepped forward and asked, "Are you serious? Miss, do you really have new weapon blueprints?"

Tie Wenqin turned his head away. He looked down on Qi Chengfeng for being so flexible and adaptable. He didn't have any "Ling Heng" backbone at all!

"Oh! Tell me quickly, I'll bring you the bottle of good wine that the young lady just gave me later!" Qi Chengfeng had no choice but to use his trump card.

Some time ago, he made a new self-defense weapon, and Song Pan'er rewarded him with a bottle of white wine. He knew that it would come in handy, and it happened to be used today.

Tie Wenqin's eyes rolled around, "Then I'll only tell you one person."

He lowered his voice to ensure that no one around could hear, "The lady has just obtained a blueprint for a cannon. I heard that it has a longer range and greater lethality than the previous cannons..."

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As soon as more than 200 refugees followed Song Pan'er to Wubao, the Self-Defense Forces were already waiting there.

Lin Yuanxiu, holding a long gun in his hand, began to stare at the Self-Defense Force members as they sorted out clothes, shoes and socks by their heads.

"One set per person, according to size, don't take the wrong one."

After distributing clothes, shoes and socks, they started giving everyone a coarse grain steamed bun to fill their stomachs.

Song Pan'er handed the person to him without worry and rode the old donkey back to the Song family's yard.

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After she left, the refugees holding clothes and steamed buns all knelt down and kowtowed to her back.

They thought they would start working right after arriving, but they didn't expect that the first thing they would do was to give them clothes and steamed buns.

The head of the Hunter Village burst into tears and turned to teach the young men in the village, "From now on, if the young lady tells us to go east, we are not allowed to go west. If anyone dares to disobey the young lady, I will break his legs!"

The village chief of the nearby Niwa Village said something even more ruthless, "If anyone dares to disobey the young lady or do anything to betray her, I will skin him alive and expel him from the family tree!"

The two groups of villagers responded in unison, finished their steamed buns under Lin Yuanxiu's supervision, and were then led into Wubao in an orderly manner.

"Rest first today, and we'll talk about it tomorrow. Anyway, if you want to live in our Wubao, you have to listen to our young lady."

"Just do whatever the lady tells you to do. Don't ask too many questions, and don't be careless."

"Our young lady is a kind person. If you do the things she asks you to do well, you will naturally be rewarded, and you will never go hungry."

"If anyone dares to disobey or betray the young lady, the spears of our Self-Defense Forces will not recognize anyone!"

"Do you understand everything?"

Lin Yuanxiu swept his cold eyes over the refugees present one by one, especially the two village chiefs, who were so scared that their legs became as weak as noodles. They nodded in agreement one after another, and only then was he satisfied.