DiploNovel #513 - Chen Ping
#513 - Chen Ping
The continuous appearance of injured refugees indicates the presence of large-scale wild animals nearby!
And in this era, large-scale wild animals mean a beast tide.
Before long, a young master, about eighteen or nineteen years old, from the镖局 (镖局 biāojú, armed escort agency) team, wearing chain armor and riding a white horse, led dozens of warriors in iron armor away from the group.
"That's Chen Ping, the young chief镖头 (biāotóu, chief of the armed escort), with remarkable martial arts skills. It is said that he has mastered dark energy and is very skilled in equestrian archery," a refugee exclaimed.
Zhang Chen glanced at the young chief镖头, a thoughtful expression in his eyes. He sensed a trace of dragon pearl aura on this young chief镖头. It seemed that this young chief镖头 was not as simple as he appeared on the surface. He must be a person with great fortune, blessed by the fragments of the dragon pearl.
You must know that the fragments of the true dragon pearl burst into countless pieces. Even an eighth-order powerhouse would need luck to chase after them. However, this young master Chen Ping, a mere mortal, was able to obtain a fragment of the dragon pearl, which clearly indicates that he is a person blessed with luck.
Zhang Chen's mind flashed with thoughts, but he didn't pay too much attention. No matter what abilities this young master Chen Ping had, they were just chance encounters.
Three hours later, Chen Ping led the iron cavalry back. Various prey were hung on the horses of the iron cavalry: jackals, sika deer, and fierce tigers were all carried back.
Then, at noon, when cooking, the aroma of meat spread throughout the camp. At this time, a镖师 (biāoshī, armed escort) rode a horse and shouted, "Selling large bones and stewed meat! Everyone can use money to buy, or exchange for food."
Zhang Chen was not short of meat, so of course he would not buy it, but some refugees with some money in their hands came forward to buy large bones.
Even though Chen Ping hunted a lot of prey, facing the huge gap of tens of thousands of refugees, it was sold out in a short time.
In the afternoon, they continued on their way. When the sun was setting, the young chief镖头 Chen Ping rode his horse and shouted to the crowd, "There are fierce beasts出没 (chūmò, lurking) nearby. In order to prevent attacks from fierce beasts, you must not set up camp as casually as you did in the past. Listen to my instructions and set up traps according to my requirements. Strong men should live on the outer perimeter, and women and children should live inside. The镖局 has拒马 (jùmǎ, cheval de frise), which can be temporarily lent to you to block the outside and prevent attacks from wild animals. Since you are following my镖局 and are protected by my镖局, you must also contribute. You must also be responsible for patrolling at night."
"However, my Dragon Tiger镖局 is not using you for nothing. Anyone who joins the night patrol team can go to me to領 (lǐng, receive) a bowl of meat. Everyone has seen that this young master went to hunt those wild animals nearby during the day, and the hunted wild animals cannot be eaten all. As long as you contribute manpower, you will definitely get some benefits," Chen Ping said condescendingly on his horse.
His voice was like a dragon's roar, spreading throughout the entire camp.
Hearing that there was meat to eat, countless men's eyes lit up, and they rushed forward to sign up for the night patrol task.
After all, there were tens of thousands of people here. Even patrolling at night was done in shifts and would not last all night. What could be better than exchanging some insignificant physical strength for a large bowl of meat?
Then Chen Ping began to arrange the selection of young men to organize the night patrol, while also arranging to defend the camp against wild animal attacks. For a time, the entire camp was in chaos, and countless refugees began to separate according to the requirements.
Zhang Chen was just a fourteen-year-old boy, not very tall, and with his ragged clothes covering him, his family of four was arranged to live inside.
Looking at the chaotic people who were quickly organized in an orderly manner, Zhang Chen thought to himself, "This young chief镖头 does have some skills."
However, now that everyone was living together, Zhang Chen couldn't easily cook separately. He could only use silver to buy some coarse grains and wild vegetable cakes from the surrounding refugees to fill his stomach. After all, since everyone was living together, if the aroma leaked out, it would be troublesome.
"Brother, this cake is really hard to eat. It scratches my throat," Zhang Tuowei couldn't eat the cake and took small bites.
Hearing this, Zhang Chen glanced at Zhang Tuowei and said angrily, "It's good to have something to eat. The situation is not right these days, so you have to bear with it for now."
Cheng Yu was also sitting there with a bitter face, holding the cake. Looking at the dark wild vegetable cake, he also found it difficult to swallow. When had Cheng Yu ever suffered such hardship? Even when he was starving on the mountain, he ate fine rice and noodles!
On the other hand, Zhang Shi was eating the wild vegetable cake without changing her expression. Before long, she had eaten the wild vegetable cake, but she was choked by the wild vegetable cake and rolled her eyes. She picked up the kettle and咕嘟嘟 (gū dū dū, glug glug) drank the cold boiled water.
When the young chief镖头 Chen Ping was inspecting the refugee camp, this scene fell into Chen Ping's eyes and turned into a different appearance. In his eyes, it was clearly a woman with three children huddled together. The three children were holding dark wild vegetable cakes, but they were reluctant to eat them. They just carefully抿 (mǐn, purse) a little and chewed it carefully. The woman was worried about the children and gave all the cakes to the children to eat, while she could only drink cold water.
Although Chen Ping had seen many miserable refugee situations, it was rare to see such a situation of orphans and widows on the road.
After all, orphans and widows simply cannot survive in this world, let alone travel thousands of miles south. Most of these teams will not be able to continue.
Seemingly startled by Chen Ping's aura, the cake in Zhang Fei's hand rolled off and happened to roll in front of Chen Ping's horse. The tall horse lowered its head and銜 (xián, hold in the mouth) the cake in its mouth, and then swallowed it in a few bites.
Chen Ping's horse stopped, and the镖师 (biāoshī, armed escort) attendants next to him also pulled on their horses.
"Child, why are you orphans and widows? Where is your man?" Chen Ping shouted on his horse.
When Zhang Chen saw Chen Ping's gaze cast over, he didn't want to cause any trouble, so he lowered his head and said, "My father is dead, leaving only the four of us."
Chen Ping was stunned when he heard this, looking at the chewing horse and the dark wild vegetable cake in Zhang Chen's hand, and was stunned for a while.
"公子 (gōngzǐ, young master), there are too many suffering refugees. We can't provide relief to everyone," a small镖师 (biāoshī, armed escort) saw the miserable situation of Zhang Chen's family, and then looked at his own公子 (gōngzǐ, young master)'s stopping footsteps. Knowing that his own公子 (gōngzǐ, young master)'s kindness had overflowed again, he had to say something.
Hearing this, Chen Ping sighed faintly, took a small bag from the horse, threw it in front of Zhang Chen and the others, and then rode away and disappeared into the refugee camp.
"That's our公子 (gōngzǐ, young master)'s kindness, a reward for your cake," a鏢头 (biāotóu, chief of the armed escort) shouted to Zhang Chen and his party of four, and then rode up and followed away.
Zhang Tuowei opened the cloth bag, and inside were seven or eight white flour cakes, and his eyes lit up: "This young chief镖头 (biāotóu, chief of the armed escort) is quite nice, finally I don't have to eat wild vegetables."
While talking, he began to distribute the cakes. Zhang Chen took the refined rice and white flour cake, took a bite and said, "This Chen Ping is quite nice, his horse ate a piece of wild vegetable cake, and he compensated eight white flour cakes, we made a big profit."
"This young master Chen is a rare good person," Zhang Shi also sighed faintly.
There are many rich and unkind people in this world, and few people have compassion.
Nothing happened overnight. The next day, as soon as it dawned, Chen Ping led dozens of knights to disappear into the mountains again. After only half a day, dozens of wild animals returned fully loaded. At noon, the aroma of meat floated in the entire camp again.
Zhang Chen took a飯盆 (fàn pén, food bowl) and lined up to get food. His dirty and ragged clothes were inconspicuous in the crowd. After half a month of bumpy displacement, Zhang Chen's shoes had long been worn out, and his clothes had begun to be tattered, looking no different from a real refugee.
Looking from afar, he saw the young镖头 (biāotóu, chief of the armed escort) Chen Ping serving food to the refugees. He would pour a spoonful of meat soup on the rice from time to time, which made the refugees constantly thank him. When it was Zhang Chen's turn, Zhang Chen took out half a catty of millet and whispered, "Exchange for a catty of rice."
Chen Ping glanced at Zhang Chen, and then at the millet. At this time, a buddy used a rice斗 (dǒu, measuring container) to weigh it accurately. Chen Ping took a spoon to盛装 (shèng zhuāng, fill) the rice, and then scooped two spoons of meat soup and poured it on the rice. He looked up and down at Zhang Chen's thin body, and couldn't help but sigh lightly, using a spoon to scoop out a large spoonful of venison from the bottom of the pot and扣 (kòu, place upside down) it in Zhang Chen's飯盆 (fàn pén, food bowl).
"公子 (gōngzǐ, young master), I didn't want meat, I can't afford meat money," Zhang Chen said quickly, looking at the滷肉 (lǔròu, braised meat) in the飯盆 (fàn pén, food bowl).
Chen Ping said casually, "A reward for you! Take it out and eat it!"
Then he shouted, "Next one!"
A鏢師 (biāoshī, armed escort) said with a smile, "You orphans and widows have been displaced all the way. Our公子 (gōngzǐ, young master) noticed it yesterday. Seeing that you are lonely and suffering, he felt pity. Why don't you thank our公子 (gōngzǐ, young master)?"
Zhang Chen was stunned when he heard this, looked at the滷肉 (lǔròu, braised meat) in the盆 (pén, bowl), and then looked at Chen Ping, and quickly bowed and saluted: "Thank you公子 (gōngzǐ, young master) for your great kindness."
Chen Ping waved his hand, Zhang Chen left with the飯盆 (fàn pén, food bowl), all the way back to his落脚处 (luòjiǎochù, lodging place), the three little ones gathered around looking at the滷肉 (lǔròu, braised meat), all their eyes lit up, Zhang Shi frowned: "We eat滷肉 (lǔròu, braised meat) openly, I'm afraid it's not good! If someone stares at us, I don't know how much trouble it will cause."
Zhang Chen smiled wryly when he heard this: "How can I not know the trouble? It's just that this滷肉 (lǔròu, braised meat) was rewarded by that Chen公子 (gōngzǐ, young master), and I can't refuse it."
Speaking of trouble, trouble came. At this time, there were two strong men looking at the rice and滷肉 (lǔròu, braised meat) in Zhang Chen's盆 (pén, bowl), and came over together, smiling and saying: "Boy, we brothers have taken a fancy to your盆 (pén, bowl) of滷肉 (lǔròu, braised meat) rice, we want to exchange this wild vegetable cake with you."
Zhang Chen looked at the two men in front of him, his eyes were calm, and he just asked, "Why? Are you treating me like a fool?"
Hearing this, the man rolled up his sleeves, with a sneer on his face: "Why? You actually asked me why? It seems that you have walked all the way, but you still don't know the dangers of the world, and you don't know the rules of this world. Since you asked why, then I will be merciful and give you a lesson, and personally tell you exactly why."
The two men's eyes showed a fierce light, and they reached out to Zhang Chen directly.