Farming and Reclaiming Wasteland, I Pampered Hou Ye In Ancient Times

Mao Yiming was also not sure what Zhong Mo meant. He didn't know if it was a good thing. Now that he was no longer short of food, he wanted to keep people.

"Hey! Don't talk about your poor place. Now there are no people living in the villages near the Pingqing House, and a lot of fields are deserted."

Zhong Mo saw Mao Yiming's sad face, and he could only tell the truth to comfort him. He was not familiar with Mao Yiming, so he couldn't say anything else to comfort him.

The Zhenfu envoy was still in a coma, and the commander was seriously injured and did not want to speak. Zhong Mo was the only one who could speak to Mao Yiming.

"Xiaguan also took the time to walk out of the city, and it was deserted for hundreds of miles."

Mao Yiming emphasized that he didn't want Jinyiwei to lead them to harm his God of Wealth!

"We met a group of disciples in Tianyi Valley yesterday, did they come into the city?" Zhong Mo asked.

"No! I didn't see anyone coming to the city gate." This is a fact, he really didn't see anyone from Tianyi Valley, and Mao Yiming was vigilant.

He was shocked into a cold sweat, and when he heard Zhong Mo's words, Mao Yiming could see it at this moment, and the listless appearance of the commander was injured.

There is also a comatose pacifier, because of this pacifier, Mao Yiming had seen him last time.

Could it be that the injuries suffered by the commander were caused by the exiles brought by Jiang Xinyan? Mao Yiming knew how powerful the commander was.

Since he took office, he has been busy rectifying a series of affairs in the city, and has not yet had time to visit Jiang Xinyan, the God of Wealth.

I don't know where he is sacred, whether he is a man or a woman, someone with so much food will definitely not be a simple person.

Besides, it is impossible for people from Tianyi Valley to come to the territory of Youzhou without entering the city.

He thought about it and said, "No one has come to look for Xiguan recently. It's too poor here. People from Tianyi Valley should want to go to those bustling places in the capital."

"The disciples of Tianyi Valley beat our stunner into a coma, and our commander severely injured their brothers. In the end, they ran away before they could pack up a lot of food."

Zhong Mo was embarrassed to say that his adoptive father was also seriously injured, which would be a shame.

"Master Commander is invincible in the world. He is as powerful as ever, and he actually beat all the disciples of the Tianyi Valley away."

Mao Yiming said compliments attentively, like a mirror in his heart. After the commander took Jin Yiwei away, he must go to Sludge Town.

Those exiles dare not look down on them. The king of Zhenbei was forced by the surnamed He to go to those exiles, and the ones who bought the land were also exiles.

Mao Yiming had a scruple in his heart, and led his group into the mansion, and soon served a sumptuous meal.

pity! The food was prepared by Mao Yiming before he went out, and it was naturally very rich.

Mao Yiming regretted it to death now, he would not have prepared such a sumptuous meal for them if he had known that there was a conflict between them and the outlaws.

The Commander and Zhong Mo did not expect that there is such a sumptuous meal in the current Youzhou City.

There are eight dishes on their table, and more than a thousand of his subordinates can actually eat white rice, as well as one meat and one vegetarian.

And when they were in Pingqing Mansion, Futai cried to him about being poor, saying that everyone in the city just waited for the crops to come out of the fields before they could get food.

He just gave the commander a meal of white rice and a vegetarian dish, while his subordinates ate wild vegetable porridge.

"Master Mao, I can't believe that your bitter and cold place is better than our current capital."

After Zhong Mo was surprised, he asked aloud, he was so curious, no wonder his adoptive father brought them here to deposit grain and grass.

Mao Yiming's bowels were about to turn blue. When he heard that he was leading more than a thousand people to the gate of Youzhou.

He was very worried, thinking that there was another traitor in the city. He has been rectifying it in recent months and found nothing abnormal.

That's why he made all the good dishes in the city. He wanted to curry favor with the leader, but now he can only emphasize that he has exhausted his family.

"Xiaguan, this is the ration left by the king of Zhenbei for the people in the city. All of them are used to entertain the commander and all the adults. You have worked hard on your journey."

"King Zhenbei really loves the people like a son! He left so much food for the people." Zhong Mo could only sigh.

No matter how kind he is, he has to be full. His subordinates ate two meals of rice last night and this morning.

Not only was he happily hugging his head and crying, but he even licked the bowl clean before putting it down!

Now I see rice and two dishes. I don't care if he is the ration of the common people, he can only feed their temples with five internal organs first.

The commander had a serious internal injury and had no appetite, but he was reluctant to give up when he saw a very rich meal.

I had to hold on to a bowl of rice and eat a lot of meat dishes, and the end result was even more uncomfortable.

After eating, he went to rest, Zhong Mo could only follow him and serve him closely.

Instead, Mao Yiming breathed a sigh of relief. He had wanted to join the line of Lord Commander and return to the capital smoothly in the future.

When you catch up with the commander, that is to show your face in front of the saint. In the future, not to mention the prosperity of the official, at least you have a lot of face in front of the family.

While eating, he heard Zhong Mo, a confidant of the commander, say that they do not have such a life in the capital.

The commander has a high position of authority, and his confidant is several levels higher than his Mao Yiming!

Then how can a shrimp like him survive in Beijing? Does it make sense to go back?

He does not worry about eating and drinking here, the wine is comparable to tribute wine, the fish is really delicious, and the rice cooked with rice is particularly fragrant.

Mao Yiming recalled the way those Jinyiwei devoured their food at dinner, as if they were reincarnated by a starving ghost.

He sold ten counties to Jiang Xinyan, and he could exchange them for the rations that the people of the entire Youzhou City could eat for a year.

That's why he dared to use so much food to flatter the commander, because he has the confidence! After half a year, they have new food out.

At this moment, Mao Yiming was very confused. He asked his master, "Are we doing this wrong?"

"My lord didn't know the situation in the capital before, so it's right to be wrong." The master is also a person, how dare he say that the lord is wrong!

"Then we can only pray that they will leave tomorrow. Lord Zhong Mo said that he was passing by, so he must be looking for King Zhenbei." Mao Yiming regretted it very much.

"Yeah! I knew that the Jinyi guards were passing by here to find the King of Zhenbei, then we shouldn't bring out so many good dishes to entertain them." The master said in a hurry.

"Then go ask again, what are they looking for the King of Zhenbei?" Mao Yiming was worried that he would lead them to find the exiles, that would not cut off his fortune!

At this time, Mao Yiming had a different kind, and he spent his whole life as a government office in Youzhou City, and he lived a comfortable life these days.

"Don't worry, my lord, since the commander has been severely injured, it shows how powerful the other party is."

"Hahaha..." Mao Yiming was soothed by the master, and let out a low laugh.