Three catastrophic challenges facing human beings: hunger, war, and plague.

When Zhang Liao looked at the more than 700 refugees who exuded the breath of death, his face was so gloomy that these people had nothing valuable on their bodies. They could not bring any money except a coarse cloth shirt to cover their shame.

All I could do was fear and restlessness remain in my eyes, and even a silence filled my eyes.

Zhang Liao vaguely saw the prototype of the robbers. If these refugees continue to despair and someone raises their arms and shouts, a bandit will be born.

Zhang Xing and Cao Xing followed Zhang Liao, and more than 200 scattered to maintain order. These refugees shouted and scolded the slogan with numb expressions.

Zhang Liao ignored the rude performance of the division. At this time, the division was a little more fierce, and the refugees would be more afraid and would not do anything that would be reckless. If the divisions spoke softly, the refugees would inevitably develop thoughts that they should not have.

"People should not live like this."

Zhang Liao sighed lightly and could only instruct some more food to add to the pot of the porridge. A bowl of thick porridge is always better than the porridge, and it can also give these refugees some comfort, at least you can see a little hope.

The children no longer looked at the strange world with innocent eyes wide open, trembling and hiding behind the adults like frightened little beasts.

The adults looked dull and stared at the place where Zhang Liao was, hoping that the master would be more kind and give them some hope of survival.

Looking at the consistency of the porridge in the pot in front of me, many people's expressions became somewhat more vivid.

Zhang Liao couldn't see the miserable scene and shouted hard: "If you can live, be honest. Zhang will not let you starve to death, nor will you freeze to death. If anyone does something wrong in life, be careful of his own head."

A slight guarantee sound sounded, and it seemed so weak.

Zhang Liao was slightly away from the crowd, hoping that the suffocating hostility could be reduced from his heart a little.

It's a pity that he is destined to be disappointed.

"People should not live like this."

Zhang Liao murmured, he didn't know what to say, so he could only sigh repeatedly.

"It is a blessing to be able to survive the war. After they settle down, the bark and grass roots will also be food for hunger. Without external persecution, they can survive tenaciously."

Cao Xing was very surprised by Zhang Liao's kindness, which was not like the actions of the local tyrants.

Zhang Liao led some tribe members and refugees to rammed earth into a wall. More than 100 houses were built within three days. Each house was about 30 square meters, and the space was not large but it could cover the wind and rain. There was also an open space next to the house. If you want to expand the house, these refugees had to slowly build it in the future.

No, from now on, they are all Zhang's tenants, not refugees.

Almost every farmer can do some mason work, and the repair of the yard wall and roof of the home depends on one's own. As long as these tenants are given some time, they can clean up their residences even if they are not starved to death.

Zhang Liao witnessed the construction process of the house with his own eyes and participated in it. When he saw that the eight or nine-year-old children were busy with their house construction, his mood was always very heavy.

Zhang Liao understood a rule that every unified dynasty would always flourish at the beginning, and in the future, there would be frequent problems.

Most of the reasons are because of the land.

The establishment of a new dynasty will naturally eliminate a large number of old interest recipients, and then a new interest class will be born and then corruption will be carried out.

When a new dynasty was established again, the casualties of the people were always too shocking.

Therefore, there is more land for fertile land without anyone to cultivate.

If a family had hundreds of acres of fertile land at the beginning, it would be passed down from generation to generation, and the land in the hands of future generations would become less. Until these only lands could not produce enough food for the family to eat, landless farmers would be born, which seemed to indicate the emergence of an emerging dynasty.

It is in such a strange circle that the surnames of the dynasty are constantly changing.

Whenever dynasties change, the most sacrifices and most injuries are always the ordinary people at the bottom.

Living on the land of Jiuzhou, the land is the lifeblood.

When a wealthy family grows up, more land is needed. When a family encounters a small disaster and a small disaster, if they cannot overcome this hurdle, they will lose land. Most of the time, the culprit behind the troubles the family is the noble family.

Zhang Liao knew the direction of these lines, but he was powerless at the moment. Even the more than 100 tenant farmers he recruited were enough to make Zhang's small family a little tight. At this time, he could only do the small things in front of him and dare not be too ambitious.

Zhang Xing brought a heroic young man to Zhang Liao and said funny: "This person has a very strong tone and wants to join the Zhang family as his army, and threatens to serve as the chief of the village, which is the team leader at the most."

Zhang Liao immediately smiled. There was such a person among the tenants who just belonged to the Zhang family, which was something worthy of happiness in any case.

Even if this person is not really capable, it is a good thing that a more dynamic person can appear in the tenant.

"This hero looks like a brave man, probably not an ordinary farmer." No matter what the other party's identity was, Zhang Liao first sent him a hero's title, but he was looking forward to it in his heart, hoping that this person would be best to have a name and a surname in history.

"I am just a countryman, so how dare I deserve the name of a hero."

The young man was treated so politely by Zhang Liao, and he was immediately a little embarrassed. After feeling that Zhang Liao really valued him and had no intention of making fun of him, he said slowly: "In Xia Naipingcheng County, my father was in the middle of the town of Zhong Qiangfu. This Xianbei invasion caused my father to die in battle. I had no choice but to take my mother and younger sister to avoid disaster."

When the young man talked about sad things, his eyes showed sadness.

After his father died, he had to take his mother and younger sister to leave the border town. If he stayed there, he was afraid that the remaining relatives would die from war.

So he sold all the land and real estate in his family, thinking of buying a property in the hinterland of the county for his relatives to live temporarily, so he would be responsible for making money to support his family.

Unexpectedly, the money obtained from selling all the property was saved and the thief was spared.

In desperation, he could only mix among the refugees beg for food, protecting his mother and younger sister, running around and finally coming to Zhang's family.

Thinking of his recent experience, his heart was filled with coldness.

"At Zhang, your mother and younger sister will definitely not be worried about hunger." Zhang Liao promised so much, and then asked sincerely: "I don't know what you call a kind brother?"

"I've met the Zhang family husband in Yang Chou."
Chapter completed!