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Chapter 2: Qin Zheng's slap


Qin Zheng walked north among the refugees.

The further he went, the more and more people were fleeing the famine.

Nowadays, it is almost difficult to dig out the roots, and the locusts seem to be extinct.

They have always been dug up by the first batch of people who fled.

So people looked around with hungry eyes, snatching whatever they could get into their mouths.

Bones and dead bodies gradually appeared on the roadside, exuding an unpleasant stench.

Some of these dead people still held empty swaddling clothes in their arms, thinking that there had been a baby there.

Many things that were originally so dirty and inhumane seemed to become more logical at this moment.

What's more, among the refugees are prisoners on death row who originally escaped from the sky jail.

They were originally extremely vicious people, but now they are fighting and fighting for their lives for a little food.

That is completely normal.

Naturally, among the people who fled, there were also young ladies like Qin Zheng.

Occasionally, when they were alone, they were pulled into the wild woods by those desperate men who still had some strength.

People passing by heard the painful struggles and cries for help coming from inside, and their faces were all numb and confused.

The Dayan Kingdom has experienced floods, locust plagues and plagues in the past few years, and now it is being invaded by the Southern Barbarians.

The national protector general Lu Pengfei led his troops south to stop the attack.

As a result, in the middle of the battle, he was executed for embezzlement of military pay and rebellion.

From then on, the Southern Barbarians marched northward, burning, killing and plundering, and most of the Yan Kingdom was under the iron heel of the Southern Barbarians.

People have also experienced too many life, separation, and death, and their compassion has long since died, and they have become indifferent to everything.

Qin Zheng was alone and unarmed.

He knew that if his gender was revealed, he would probably suffer.

Although he was born with amazing strength, he was still a woman, so he specially painted his face and hands with black mud and made his hair even more disheveled.

Just because of dryness and internal heat, my throat also became hoarse.

Because of this, although there were many people fleeing the famine all the way, and everyone ate and lived together day and night, everyone thought she was just a young man.

On this day, they arrived at a small town that had not yet been plundered by the war.

Most of the people in the small town had already fled.

When some wealthy households escaped, there was still food left in the granaries, so a group of refugees swarmed in and took all the food in the small town.

Everything they could get was looted.

In the chaos, Qin Zheng grabbed half a bag of sorghum, three hard spinach-filled steamed buns and a large wilted radish.

If she found a treasure, she would hide the radishes and steamed buns in her clothes and stuff the half bag of sorghum into the casserole in the sack and carry it on her back.

Ever since she gave the piece of oven-roasted cake to the dying prisoner, she had never eaten decent food.

Now that she suddenly got this, she quickly found an empty, dilapidated house, hid in a corner, and broke it.

He took out half a piece of steamed bun and wolfed it down.

Naturally, these are not as delicious as those made by Father Qin, but when Qin Zheng is eating these, it is as if he is eating the best delicacy in the world.

As he was eating, he suddenly heard some movement outside, and it turned out that a group of prisoners rushed towards him, and they began to fight for a white fried chicken that they found somewhere.

The prisoners are all desperadoes, killing people just for a grain of rice, not to mention that this is white fried chicken, the best luxury product in troubled times.

In the chaos of punches and kicks, Qin Zheng carefully hid in the dark with his eyes wide open, and there was still some dry steamed buns in his mouth that he could not swallow in the future.

If she goes out at this time, she will either die, be disabled, or be reincarnated.

At this moment, she suddenly noticed a man in the dirty white prison clothes, standing among the crowd with blank eyes.

The others fought fiercely and lost their heads, but he just stood there as if he was stupid, letting the fists without eyes fall on him.

Qin Zheng found that this man looked familiar.

If he looked closely, he turned out to be the man she had saved with a piece of oven cake.

The man's face was dirty and his clothes were sloppy.

He stood there as if everything around him had nothing to do with him.

At this moment, a spinning kick came, and he was suddenly kicked in the back, causing him to fall there in embarrassment.

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Qin Zheng frowned.

It was such a pity that the oven cake saved a fool.

It is not easy for such a fool to survive with the prisoner brigade until now, but sooner or later he will starve to death, be stupid, or be bullied to death.

After waiting for who knows how long, the fried chicken was torn into pieces.

Everyone stuffed a few mouthfuls into their mouths.

The fight ended and everyone left, pushing and shoving.

Qin Zheng came out of the darkness, looked at the man on the ground, and found traces of blood flowing from the corners of his dry mouth.

She kicked the man with her foot and he moved.

It turns out he is still alive and not killed.

Qin Zheng took out the kettle from his waist, poured some water into his mouth, and then sprayed it on the man's face.

After spraying, he said to himself: "I don't want to waste food on you this time.

It would be a good thing for you to die earlier and you will suffer less."

As if hearing these words, the man who had closed his eyes slowly opened his eyes and glanced at Qin Zheng.

His gaze made people feel as if his soul had left his body.

Despite this, Qin Zheng still saw that this was not a fool.

Qin Zheng stood up and frowned: "Since you are not stupid, if someone hits you, why don't you fight back?"

The man stopped talking and continued to relax with his eyes closed.

Qin Zheng thought of his piece of oven-fried cake, so he stepped on the man's waist and asked in a cold voice: "You are such a boring person.

If I had known this, why should I save you?"

The man's dry lips suddenly revealed a mocking smile, and his hoarse and rough voice was like wind blowing through gravel: "I didn't ask you to save me."

Qin Zheng was stunned.

It was true that he didn't ask him to save him.

He took the initiative to save him.

She stared down at this man, and saw that his face was cold and gray, and his eyes were dim, as if he didn't care about life and death at all.

Seeing her looking at him, the man said in a hoarse voice: "I originally wanted to die, why did you save me?"

His voice was slumped.

Qin Zheng stared at the man for a moment, then suddenly kicked the man hard with his foot on his waist.

The man was kicked like this, but he didn't react, like a dead pig.

Qin Zheng put down the sack, grabbed the man's collar, and said coldly: "You worthless thing, if you don't want to live, then give me a piece of cake."

The man opened his eyes, with deep mockery in his cold eyes.

He glanced sideways at Qin Zheng and said, "Now that I've eaten it, how can I pay it back to you?

Do you want me to spit it out to you?"

Qin Zheng nodded: "You are right."

When the man saw her like this, he thought it was nothing more than this.

Who knew that Qin Zheng suddenly slapped her with a slap in the face, which hit the left side of the man's face.

The man only felt a hot pain on the left side of his face, which was a bit surprising.

What was surprising was that Qin Zheng's thin figure was quite strong.

Unexpectedly, Qin Zheng suddenly slapped him again, this time to the right side of his face, which immediately became hot.

The man frowned.

Qin Zheng sneered: "You were not annoyed when those prisoners beat you just now.

Now I am also considered your creditor, so what if I beat you a few times to make money?"

The man thought about it and said, "Okay, then you fight."

After saying that, he actually closed his eyes and showed no intention of struggling.

Qin Zheng nodded and was not polite at the moment.

He slapped him with both hands left and right for more than a dozen times.

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Later, he was still upset and started kicking him with his feet.

He kicked him in the stomach several times, until he wanted to vomit bitterness.

Qin Zheng looked down at the embarrassed man on the ground and said softly: "It would be great if I could get my piece of cake out.

It's such a pity."

After saying this, she clapped her hands, sorted out the half bag of noodles behind her, got up and left.

Unexpectedly, just as he was about to take a step, a man's faint voice came from behind: "Wait a minute."

Qin Zheng looked back: "Why, you still want to be beaten?"

The man shook his head slowly: "No, you are right.

You did save me.

I owe you what I owe you."

Qin Zheng stretched out his hand and said unceremoniously: "Okay, bring it."

The man stood up with his hands on the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth that was bleeding more and more due to Qin Zheng's beating, and said slowly and hoarsely: "I don't have food to pay you back, but I can repay you in other ways."

Qin Zheng looked the man up and down and saw that although his figure was thin, he was extremely tall and straight.

Looking at the face covered with dirt, he looked like a handsome face.

He frowned and sneered: "I don't have the habit of Longyang, I'm afraid I can't bear your repayment."

The man was not annoyed at all and looked at Qin Zheng seriously: "I'll go with you.

There's always a way to repay you.

How about that?"

Qin Zheng thought quickly in his mind, thinking that although he was disguised as a man and had some strength, he was still alone.

If someone found out one day, the consequences would be disastrous.

If you are following such a man, even if he is weak, he can still bluff people to some extent.

He nodded immediately and said: "It's okay if you want to follow me, but there is one thing, we need to make it clear first."

The man nodded: "Please speak."

Qin Zheng said: "Although you and I are traveling together, we met by chance after all, and you look like you don't want to live.

Besides, I don't have any extra food.

You and I will eat separately along the way.

I don't care about you, and you don't have to care either."

I."

The man agreed: "That's natural."

Qin Zheng looked at the man's legs and feet again: "You can't delay my schedule, I have to hurry."

The man nodded: "Okay."

Seeing this, Qin Zheng no longer objected, and continued walking with the casserole on his back.

The man followed her slowly.

Qin Zheng did not deliberately slow down.

At first, she thought the man would not keep up with her.

But after walking a few miles, she found that although the man's legs and feet seemed to be in bad shape, and his face was thin and pale, he had good physical strength.

I can keep up.

In the evening, she caught up with a large group of people fleeing the wilderness.

Everyone set up camp in a wilderness.

They each found shelter from the wind, found thatch and other materials, and lit a bonfire.

The people who fled were a mixed crowd, including prisoners, rich people, and officials, and of course more common people like Qin Zheng.

At this moment, our homeland is in ruins.

No matter how much power we have and how much gold and silver we have, they are not as sweet and lovely as some steamed buns and cakes that can fill our stomachs.

Everyone is very happy tonight, because they looted the small town just now, have food in their pockets, and feel the long-lost warmth in their stomachs.

When Qin Zheng arrived, everyone was already settled.

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Qin Zheng hurriedly found a secluded place, picked some dried leaves and weeds, and went to borrow a fire from a familiar refugee nearby.

These days, the people she is most familiar with are Lao Guo's family, the three Guo brothers and their elderly parents.

They were also going to Phoenix City in the east, so they occasionally took care of them along the way.

At this time, Lao Guo's family was roasting sweet potatoes.

Guo, his wife and his two younger brothers each ate some, and then picked the tenderest and sweetest ones for their parents to eat.

Seeing this scene, Qin Zheng couldn't help but think of his father and felt sad.

After borrowing the fire, she took out the casserole, scooped out water from the stream next to it, and put it on the fire to heat.

When the water was about to boil, she broke the wilted radish into small pieces and put it in.

The water was boiling here.

She took another old clothes and carefully held a bag of water.

She watched the water gradually seep from the fabric, and the floating shrimps and fish in the clothes were left alone because there was no water. in cloth.

These fish and shrimps are too small to fit between teeth, but they are good for adding flavor to radish at this time.

When the water boiled, Qin Zheng took out half a piece of steamed bun, broke it into pieces, and put it in.

At this time, some of the people around him were already full, and some were eating, but everyone gradually turned their attention to Qin Zheng.

There were obviously no extravagant ingredients in her pot, but the smell was so tempting that it made people feel unsatisfied in their already full stomachs.

Guo's family came over and looked at Qin Zheng's pot: "Why does your cooking taste so delicious?"

Qin Zheng stirred the food in the casserole with dry branches and said casually: "My father has been cooking in casseroles for decades.

I have learned a little bit about it, and the food tastes naturally delicious."

Everyone Guo chuckled: "Brother from the Qin family is really good at craftsmanship."

After saying this, he looked at the casserole and said, "Brother from the Qin family came out to escape, and he was still carrying the pot." tgtgd1806102: