Zhao Feng's words stunned the other party.
They thought that Zhao Feng and company were caravans, but they turned out to be bandits.
? The leader immediately broke out in cold sweat and started to tremble as he spoke, afraid that Zhao Feng would kill them.
"Don't worry, old brother. There are good and bad mountain bandits.”
"We don't rob or kill civilians. Don't worry about that.”Zhao Feng smiled.
"Good, as long as you don't make things difficult for the commoners. How about this, let's discuss this.”
The leader of the group gathered with the 30-odd young men and discussed for 15 minutes.
"Little brother, we brothers have decided to follow you.”
"As long as you give us something to eat and don't let our family starve to death, we can be your slaves.”
"Alright, today we are all brothers, and your family is my family.”
"Brothers, don't worry. As long as I, Zhao Bolong, am here, I won't let you go hungry.”
The leader was shocked.
"What is it? Little brother, you are Zhao Feng, Zhao Bolong? The former Yellow Turban Army's canal commander?"
"Brother, you know me?"
The leader was very excited. Then, he shouted to the villagers behind him,"Come here, our benefactor is right in front of us.”
Over a hundred old, weak, women, and children all arrived in front of Zhao Feng.
The leader knelt down and shouted at the villagers,"Kneel down, this is Qushuai Zhao, the one who saved us two years ago.”
When the other villagers heard this, they all knelt down and began to kowtow to Xiang Feng.
? Zhao Feng was stunned.
"Everyone, get up. What is this elder brother doing? If you have something to say, just say it. Don't kneel for no reason.”
"Lord Canal Marshal, you are a good man. The people of the east of the river know that you are a good man.”
"In the great drought two years ago, if you hadn't robbed the county government's granary and distributed it to us commoners, we would have starved to death long ago.”
"Two years ago, we wanted to go to you.”
"But before we reached it, we heard that the Yellow Turban Army had been defeated. We had no choice but to return to the village.”
"Lord Canal Marshal, you've saved us twice.”
"Let alone kowtowing, even if we were to die now, we would have no complaints.”
? The leader was so excited that tears came out of his eyes, and he was truly grateful and impressed by Zhao Feng.
"Alright, old brother, let's not talk about the past anymore. We're all brothers from now on. Hurry up and get up.”
Zhao Feng couldn't stand such a scene.
Therefore, when he helped the villagers back then, he did not show his face at all. Instead, he left the food at the village entrance and left.
Zhao Feng couldn't take it anymore.
After tidying up, everyone set off again.
Cai Yan was extremely interested in Zhao Feng.
"Hey, Zhao Bolong, have you ever saved villagers before?”
"When I was in Luoyang, I heard that the Yellow Turban Army killed people without batting an eye. Not to mention the people, they even killed their dogs.”
Zhao Feng looked at the curious Cai Yan and was speechless.
"You just said that you heard about it.”
"In fact, a large portion of the Yellow Turban army is made up of ordinary people who were forced to take this path.”
"Do you think it will make things difficult for the people?"
"I hate those rich and heartless aristocrats.”
"They killed officials who bullied the people.”
"So, you are a good Yellow Turban commander?”
"It's alright. At least it doesn't live up to its conscience.”
……
The group finally returned to Mount White Wave before the sky turned dark.
Before Zhao Feng left the mountain, he only had twenty brothers.
Two days later, when they returned to the mountain, there were already 170 to 180 people.
About a hundred of them were the elderly, women, and children.
Seventy to eighty of them were young and strong.
Zhao Feng's twenty brothers, Cai Yan's twenty guards, and thirty villagers.
After counting, there were a total of eighty-two people who could hunt, pick up knives, and shoot arrows.
"Marshal, what do you think we should do tonight? We only have a dozen tents." Xu Huang asked.
Zhao Feng and his brothers all lived in military tents.
There were only a dozen or so of them, and besides Zhao Feng and Xu Huang, the rest had two people to a tent.
But now that so many people had suddenly joined, it was definitely not enough.
The food was easy. There was the dried meat that had been stored previously, as well as the food that had just been transported back. It was not easy to solve the problem of living here.
At this moment, the leader of the villagers said,"What's the big deal? We'll make do for the night.”
"Tomorrow, I'll ask a few brothers to help me build some houses.”
"There are so many trees here, and all of them are ready-made materials. It won't take long to make them.”
After asking, Zhao Feng found out that this brother was a carpenter.
Building a simple wooden house was as easy as playing.
Zhao Feng was overjoyed.
Among the villagers, there were people of all occupations.
Other than his brother who was a carpenter, there were also bricklayers.
There were also hunters and chefs who opened restaurants.
Even among the women and children, many of them knew how to plant silkworms and weave cloth.
……
At dinner time, Zhao Feng had the best meal he had in a year.
The meat jerky that was originally as hard as a rock turned into a delicacy in the hands of the chef after a little processing.
The originally unpalatable wild vegetables became smooth and delicious after being cooked.
In addition to the wine he had bought in the county town.
After drinking a large bowl of wine, the atmosphere warmed up. They called each other brothers and were happy.
At night.
The old, weak, women, and children stayed in the tents while the others gathered around the bonfire to make do for the night.
After everyone else had fallen asleep.
A system message appeared in Zhao Feng's mind.
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing the mission. You have received three lottery chances.”
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