The water in the moat comes from the snow-capped mountains on all sides. Because with the coming of spring, the temperature rises and the snow melts, it flows from the mountains and converges here.

Since the temperature is not very high, the amount of water is also very small and can only reach a person's knees.

Huxiao City is very cold, but the land is fertile, and it is not just a dry season. The snow-capped mountains on all sides are like solidified reservoirs, containing huge amounts of water.

Yuan Wense has every reason to judge that except for this spring with little rain, the water level of the moat should be very high most of the time.

Guo Sizi took the order and left, and was about to find someone to give him instructions when he saw Yueyang.

A person like Yueyang is very likable. He has a good reputation, treats others enthusiastically, is willing to help, and does not care about small details. He is very popular.

I can talk to everyone in the house.

Guo Sizi asked Yueyang for help.

When Yueyang heard that he could help Guo Sizi, and even help the concubine, he liked it and immediately agreed.

Yueyang was already covered in sweat, so he wiped his face with ashes and walked straight to the cannon fodder soldiers.

He found a few older cannon fodders, took out some steamed buns and the like, and pretended to rest, sitting down and chatting.

After a while, I became involved with these people.

Crossing the ocean is a cliché, so I would definitely not ask directly like this, but just chat with people for a few words, one sentence here and there, nothing to say.

The cliché goes like this, listen to what others are saying before stating your own purpose.

Someone said: "Oh, we are in this situation. We don't know when we will die, and we don't even have a full meal before we die."

"Yes, when we are in this situation, there is no hope. It's all life, and it's all death."

"You can't say that. Last time, wasn't there someone from Linye Village who redeemed himself? I just saw him in front of him, and his spirit was different. He looked twenty years younger, and I didn't dare to recognize him. Already."

"Then he has a good son who suddenly became a warrior. Who else can have his luck?"

"What's it called?"

"My name is Tang Xianzu, and my son's name is Tangshan. He is now a recruit in the third battalion. I heard that he is valued by the veterans. He is a capable man."

Hearing this, Yueyang raised his eyebrows in surprise. He didn't know that the father and son had also come to Tiger Roar City, and they heard that they were doing well.

I must mention this to my concubine later.

Maybe it's a credit.

Yueyang took the opportunity to package his words and asked. Those old cannon fodder soldiers must have known about the last crisis of the native crowd. After eating his steamed buns, they had already regarded him as one of their own.

You must know that being willing to take out steamed buns and share them with others at such a time is not an ordinary act of generosity. It is simply better to save a life than to build a seven-level pagoda.

The veterans recalled it one after another and found that it was indeed the case.

The last drought was not only once in a century, but it was also memorable.

Not only in spring, but also in summer there was little rain, a year of drought, and the temperature was still very low. Even the snow on the snow-capped mountains melted very little.

Fortunately, Huxiao City does not rely on growing food for a living, otherwise they would all starve to death.

Yueyang informed Guo Sizi of the information he had inquired about. He did not take the opportunity to cross Guo Sizi's side and told Yuan Wense directly, giving half of the credit to Guo Sizi.

According to Yueyang's thinking, when the concubine heard the news, she would definitely ask him for more details, but he was disappointed.

Playing this kind of routine will most likely not work when it comes to Yuan Wense.
Chapter completed!