"Rat, what are you doing sneakily?"

On the streets, a thin figure was looking at the door of a large Italian house.

"Brother Dazhuang, Zhang Dahu's family must have food reserves, otherwise we will go and steal some bran at night?" said the thin figure. He turned his head and was swallowing his saliva. It seemed that he was only fourteen or fifteen years old.

"Stolen food, no, you can't. If you are caught, you will be beaten to death?" said the sturdy and half-baby.

"But my mother is sick, and if she doesn't have food, she will starve to death?" Mouse said worriedly.

"We don't steal fine grains, just steal some thick bran." Seeing Dazhuang hesitate, mouse hurriedly advised.

"Okay then?" Dazhuang seemed to be unable to withstand hunger, and said, swallowing his saliva.

Xia Xiang has become the most serious disaster in the entire Qin Dynasty. A few days ago, the merchants of Xiang's family collected almost all the food in the people at prices higher than 30% of the market. Now there are only government officials and some wealthy families who did not seek cheap food at that time. Although Xia Xiang has begun to save money and save food, many people have left their food in their families. The grain sold at the market price of 30% of the market price has now tripled and has been bought. Although the county government has opened disaster relief porridge sheds at the city gates around the southeast, northwest and north, it is just a drop in the bucket for the victims in the city.

Zhang Dahu, whose real name is Zhang Dayuan. He started his business by doing grain business. However, since the popularization of new grain varieties, every household has surplus grain. The grain business has become increasingly difficult to do, so he changed his career to do cloth business. Perhaps it was a professional habit developed in the grain business a few years ago. This big man would leave enough food at home at any time for the family to use for several years. This habit also made him the few people who can eat enough to eat.

As the saying goes, an ordinary man is guilty of being a treasure. It is precisely because he has food at home that Zhang Dayuan feels very uneasy. In order not to let the food at home spread, he has been closed all these days. He knows in his heart that he must not let the food at home spread, otherwise no one will know what the hungry ghosts outside will do.

"Mouse, are you sure that Zhang Dahu has food at home?" Dazhuang asked.

Late at night, two and a half-old boys whispered outside the wall of Zhangdahu's courtyard.

"I'm sure, I saw him feeding dogs through the dog hole, and a full pot of bran. We can't even eat bran anymore. His family can still feed dogs with bran, and there must be fine grains at home." The mouse said confidently.

"Mouse, my family is just half a piece of corn cake." Dazhuang took out half a piece of corn flour cake and said reluctantly.

"I can't bear to leave my child and can't trap a wolf, and I can't bear to leave my wife and can't trap a hooligan." The mouse snatched the corn cake, took out the poison from his arms that he had obtained from the barefoot doctor in the village, and threw it into the dog hole.

Zhang Dahu's family has a big dog. If you want to go in and steal food, you have to deal with the dog first, otherwise the dog will definitely be discovered when it barks.

"Aowoo."

"Aowoo."

Not long after throwing the corn cake in, the dog whimpered in the yard. After a while, the dog stopped barking, probably because it was poured out by the medicine.

"Brother Dazhuang, I will climb in through the dog hole and open the door for you." said the mouse.

In this world, there is only the wrong name, and there is no wrong nickname. As the name suggests, this mouse is a big black mouse who is black, thin and small.

The dog in the yard had been poured with medicine, so mouse naturally no longer worried that the dog would hurt people. He climbed in carefully through the dog's hole to make any noise. It was already late at night, and the people in the room seemed to be asleep. After mouse crawled into the yard, he tiptoed to open the door bolt and put Dazhuang in.

"Here, here."

The mouse said in a low voice, the yards of this wealthy family were almost the same. The kitchen was very eye-catching. The two of them came all the way to the kitchen and saw a few pieces of bacon hanging on the beams of the kitchen, and the two grain tanks were full of food.

"Brother Dazhuang, look." The mouse seemed to have noticed something and shouted in a low voice from Dazhuang.

Behind the kitchen is a wood-room, which is connected with a small door in the middle. Looking at the crack of the door, I saw that there was no firewood in the wood-room, but it was stored in a bag full of food.

"This big dog family has a lot of food in their homes." Dazhuang muttered without hesitation.

There are fine grains such as rice, flour, and coarse grains such as corn, flour, and sweet potatoes in the kitchen. Of course, chaff for feeding animals is also indispensable. The two and a half-old boys still remember what they said during the day, and only steal some bran. I don’t know where I found two pockets, so I put them tightly. After each person put them in about half a pocket, another person took a piece of bacon and put them in his pocket.

Both of them are half-old, and they have not grown up yet. They have not had enough food these days. They are still shaking when carrying half a bag of food.

Fortunately, it is night now, and there is no one in the whole street. Otherwise, these two and a half-aged men were walking on the road with food, and some tragedy might happen.

Both of them lived in a shack in the north of the city, which was the poorest place in Xiaxiang. Dazhuang and Mouse were neighbors and grew up together when they were young. The two trusted each other very much, and after stealing food, they agreed that neither of them was allowed to leak secrets.

This family is happy and the family is worried. The two families of Mouse and Dazhuang have half a bag of food, which can save money and live for half a month. However, Zhang Dahu's family became worried. He didn't care about the food he lost, but was afraid that the surplus food at home would be known.

"Master, it's broken, there's a thief in the family."

This woman was slapped. Before dawn, Zhang Dahu's wife got up and went to the thatched cottage. She happened to see a big dog at home that was poured by medicine and a large open kitchen door.

When Zhang Dahu heard this, he was shocked and scared, and there was no trace of sleepiness.

"Damn it, that bastard dared to get into trouble on Tai Sui's head." Zhang Dahu cursed at the messy kitchen.

"Master, are we going to report to the official?" asked the wife of Zhang Dahu.

"Bang."

"Report to the official, why did I marry you, a silly woman?" Zhang Dahu slapped him and said angrily.

At this time, how dare you report to an official? This year of disaster, officials are not much better than bandits. If the government knows that there are food stored in his family, they will not find an excuse to requisition him...

"Let's move the grain into the cellar and leave the food in the tank for two days." Zhang Dahu said.

In order not to let people know that there was food at home, this wealthy family sent all the mother-in-law and servants back to their hometown in the first few days. Now only these couples are left in the yard. Before dawn, the couple started to move the food into the cellar. They didn't move a few bags of them and panted.
Chapter completed!