Gao Huan did not make sense, but took action directly. The shrew and the villagers were shocked by Gao Huan's actions.

However, no one among the villagers felt that Gao Huan was too much, but instead felt that the shrew deserved it.

After all, being a famous shrew in the village is inevitable to bully people from the same village and have disputes with people from the same village.

Now seeing the shrew with a fleshy face being sucked, the villagers felt secretly happy, but the person who was the shrew's man was so excited that he wanted to come forward and also gave the shrew two big-eared melon seeds.

The man's name is Chang Bo. It is said that he was a descendant of a famous family. He married into a shrew's house and was angry for half his life. He blushed, "Hmph! Such a woman is still today!"

The shrew was completely confused, his mind was blank, and the women behind him were also frightened to their faces.

They thought of Gao Huan's threatening words, and then about Gao Huan's eating locusts, and the ridiculous things in the past. Normal people cannot fight fools and demons. They hurriedly poured the locusts in their bags to the ground and ran away.

Gao Huan looked at the dazed shrew and roared, "Get out!"

Seeing this, the shrew turned around and ran away, causing the villagers to laugh.

Gao Huan showed a sneer on his lips. Wang Jiaping wanted him to look ugly, but now the villagers dared not provoke him.

However, this guy was also urging him to death. He still played these tricks at this time, instead of killing with one blow, which would only make Gao Huan be alert and firmly resolve to get rid of him.

Thinking of it, Gao Huan looked up and saw that Wang Jiaping had disappeared.

"Hmph! Wang Jiaping, it's time for me to take action next time!" Gao Huan sneered in his heart, then looked at Yang Shulin and others, and praised: "Uncle Yang, you're doing a good job!"

"Oh~" Yang Shulin came to his senses and responded in a hurry, obviously scared by Gao Huan just now.

At this time, Gao Huan looked at the onlookers again, suddenly pointed to the locusts that were sunken on the ground, and said loudly: "These locusts were caught together. They belong to everyone who participated in the locust catch. I do not want to take them as unique. It is the year of disaster, and I just manage them in a unified manner. When necessary, I will take them out for the village to use."

Gao Huan took the lead in killing locusts, and Gao Huan also collected locusts. When the villagers saw Gao Huan squeezing shrews, they all gave up the idea of ​​taking locusts and regarded these locusts as Gao Huan's things.

Now that he heard Gao Huan's words, he couldn't help but be stunned, and then he immediately made a burst of praise, thinking that the eldest master is more benevolent than the master.

Gao Huan's mouth raised, he was indeed planning to use these locusts for the villagers, but how to allocate them and who to use them for the household will be up to him.

In the village alley, a pair of sinister eyes staring at Gao Huan on the sanitary yard.

"Butler Wang, let that fool continue to be arrogant like this?" A man was worried and anxious for the Wang family.

Wang Jiaping narrowed his eyes and sneered, "Let him be crazy first, I have a way to cure him!"

After saying that, Wang Jiaping turned around and led his subordinates to the fort.

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The matter of the glutinous rice dumplings subsided and the villagers quickly dispersed. At this time, most of the refugees outside the village had already gone south bypassing the village.

Now the Ming Dynasty can be said to be a world of ice and fire. The northern provinces are poor and destitute. Natural disasters, bandits, and Jiannu took turns to harm the people and the people are living in poverty. It is like a scene of the end of the dynasty in the midst of water and fire.

In the south of the Ming Dynasty, business was developed, singing and dancing became peaceful, princes and grandsons were dressed in fresh clothes and angry horses, wealthy merchants and gentry spent a lot of money in brothels, showing their prosperity and prosperity.

Now the north cannot support people, and refugees can only have a glimmer of hope when they go to Jiangnan.

At this time, Gao Huan saw that there were no people on the road, but there were still forty or fifty people sitting at the entrance of the village, so he asked Li Wu: "Uncle, do you still have food?"

Li Wu asked, "Master, do you really want to take them in?"

Most people in the village were afraid of the Wang family, and Gao Huan could not make it clear. The refugees were outsiders. If Gao Huan took them in, they had to rely on Gao Huan to break the pattern of the village.

"Well, I've thought about it!" Gao Huan said seriously.

Li Wu reminded: "All the food is in the hands of that woman, and there will be more than 40 or 50 mouths at once. If the master does not support it, we will not have that much food."

Gao Huan understood what Li Wu meant, but he had decided, "I will find a way later."

Wang Jiaping has 50 guards in the hospital and often follows some idle men. Gao Huan needs to have helpers to start.

Seeing Gao Huan's expression firm, Li Wu said, "The eldest young master saved money and saved three stones of food."

Compared with the grain in the warehouse, three stones are undoubtedly miserable. However, one stone in the Ming Dynasty was about 180 kilograms later, and more than 500 kilograms. It was enough to hold on for a while.

Gao Huan then said proudly: "Uncle, please help me and make some food with white flour without mixing bran! I'll invite everyone to dinner!"

The old and young people who helped to dry the locusts and collect the locusts immediately cheered.

In the evening, Gao Huan directed the men and children to harvest the grasshoppers from the gravel field into piles and cover them with oil cloth.

At this time, the women also prepared pancakes, white flour steamed buns, fried locusts and spicy soup.

The villagers squatted in the gravel field and started eating with laughter, as if life had become better.

Gao Huan stood up and walked outside the village, and came to the refugees. The old man hurriedly stood up and bowed, "Young Master!"

Zhao Ming asked them to stay for a while during the day to suggest that these people could stay.

However, this cannot be said explicitly. After all, if hundreds of refugees knew that Gao Laozhuang had food, they would have to stay for food, and the village could not afford it.

Furthermore, if the village is not rich, the more you open your mouth, the more you eat the grain, which will divide the grain and fields of the indigenous people, and the people in the village will also be hostile to the refugees.

Gao Huan said straight to the point: "Old Man Liu, how about you do things for me in the future?"

"Young Master is willing to take us in?" Liu Fugui said happily.

The elderly are nostalgic for their hometown, but they cannot survive or leave their hometown.

Gao Huan nodded, "Food food and accommodation! Are you willing?"

The refugees had long seen the villagers eating pancakes and white flour buns on the threshing farm, and they were envious.

"Young master, can you eat the pancake?" asked a man.

Gao Huan laughed and said, "As long as I listen to my words, I will have cakes to eat every meal."

With food and accommodation, you can also eat white flour pancakes. What else do you have to say? Liu Fugui hurriedly brought the refugees to kneel down, "Little one, Mr. Xie takes in!"

Seeing this, Gao Huan said happily: "Go to have a meal!"

Gao Huan led the refugees to the burgundy farm. The villagers were a little resistant to this, but they prepared ready-made Hu La soup and white flour buns for them. As for the fried locusts, they had already eaten by everyone.

The refugee was hungry for a long time, and when he got the cake, he held the spicy soup, he started to eat and drink it. It was probably too long since he had eaten the white flour cake. He wanted to swallow it when he couldn't wait to chew it, and many people rolled their eyes when they were choked.

After dinner, Gao Huan also called Yang Shulin and others, and chose a small land bunker outside the village to build a shack for refugees and temporarily settle down.

Everyone was busy and when it was getting dark, Gao Huan returned to the village. Liu Fugui led a group of refugees to thank him and sent Gao Huan down the landbag.

At this time, Li Pingyuan hurried over and said anxiously: "Young Master! Li Jiyu's people have entered the village."

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