Wang Silang is a hawker on Niuma Street in the east of Kaifeng Fucheng, Tokyo, which can be regarded as old Tokyo.

When the Tang Dynasty and its loyal minister Zhu Quanzhong destroyed Luoyang and moved the capital to Daliang, their family moved here from Luoyang.

Wang Silang is good at making sesame cakes and serving pork and badger meat. His family has been doing this for generations.

In the past, he sold sesame cakes in the morning and pork and badger meat in the afternoon. Although he was not considered rich, his family was still above the food and clothing line.

However, the current situation has become more and more unstable in recent years. Wang Silang gradually went from being able to sell several furnaces of sesame cakes every day, to only selling one furnace, to only selling one furnace every few days, and now, he can no longer open the furnace.

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The biggest reason is that Kaifeng Prefecture in Tokyo is facing an unprecedented food shortage.

Millet, broomcorn millet, black millet and other coarse grains are in short supply, not to mention polished rice and white flour.

Even though Wang Silang had magical cooking skills, he couldn't make sesame cakes out of thin air without white flour.

This winter is surprisingly cold, as if God from above does not want to give the poor a way to survive.

Wang Shilang was holding two small catfishes in his hands, and his lower body was almost soaked.

Before I even entered the door, I heard a few weak, kitten-like cries.

His wife sat on the earthen kang, squeezing her withered breasts with her hands, turbid tears falling from her slightly swollen face, revealing deep self-blame in her haggardness.

On the earthen bed, two little babies, not much bigger than kittens, were crying silently. Even their cries seemed very weak due to extreme hunger.

At a time when adults are short of food, the most difficult thing is the babies of common people.

Due to nutritional reasons, many mothers cannot produce milk at all. The only source of food for their babies is to boil corn continuously to produce a thin layer of rice oil.

However, corn is not cheap in Kaifeng Prefecture, Tokyo today, and its nutrition is not comparable to breast milk. Therefore, these babies are the first to fall hungry in Tokyo.

Wang Silang looked at the child who almost lost his voice of hunger, and two lines of cold tears rolled out of his eyes in an instant.

He didn't even have time to take off his pants that were soaked by the river water, so he started to light a fire to stew the two kitten fish in his hands, hoping to produce some milk for his wife.

Although he knew in his heart that his twins would most likely not survive this winter.

But the instinct of being a parent drove Wang Silang to spend all his energy on this.

How can any father be willing to give up his child?

The fish soup was cooked quickly. The child who had fainted from crying (hungry) suddenly woke up when he smelled the fishy smell, and then started to cry with all his strength.

But this can't be given to them. The baby's stomach and intestines can't withstand the impact of the meat and fish, and they may have diarrhea. Moreover, this fish soup is still not as good as breast milk and makes them hungry.

Hunjia wolfed down the fish soup, while Wang Silang stared at Hunjia's chest in a daze. It would be great if there would be some milk in the evening, otherwise...

There was a creaking sound of the courtyard door being pushed open, followed by the village elder's voice like a broken gong. Wang Silang quickly opened the door to the inner room, wanting to greet him.

A slightly dazzling sunlight shone in. Wang Silang squinted his eyes. He used his right hand to cover the top of his eyebrows. He vaguely saw the short elder and a man wearing a white round-collared lotus-patterned robe.

Noble person.

"Silang, come here and see the noble man!" Seeing Wang Silang open the door, Mr. Fang quickly waved him over.

Wang Silang's heart was extremely heavy. He turned around and glanced at his wife who was extremely scared in the room. Then he did not dare to hesitate and could only drag his heavy legs and hurried over.

Generally, when a commoner is approached by a nobleman, there is a high probability that nothing good will happen.

"Are you Wang Silang? A certain family belongs to the Yongxun Palace. I heard that you had twins, and I came here to congratulate you on the order of the saint."

With that said, the white-robed man who claimed to be from Yongxun Palace placed a clay pot on the ground.

Wang Silang was still a little confused about the lake, and he didn't know what the visitor meant. A figure next to him jumped up, and then used his big palm-like hand to slap Wang Silang hard on the head.

The boss yelled at Wang Silang, "What are you doing standing still? Why don't you thank the saint for his kindness? Look at what's inside."

Wang Silang stupidly opened the lid, and a strong fragrance suddenly overflowed from it. As a cook, Wang Silang smelled it right away. This is goat's milk, and the clay pot is goat's milk!

The elder on the side choked with sobs, "You two boys must be lucky. The saint heard that your wife's family couldn't produce milk, and the child was crying from hunger, so he deliberately saved his own food and sent this goat's milk to save your son's life.

life!"

The lady in white robe also nodded to Wang Silang, "From now on, I will wait outside Daning Palace every two days, state my name, and I will give you goat's milk or human milk."

It was like a thunder struck Wang Silang's heart from the sky. He had never thought before that the person who could save his child's life, who would save his own food to help the people, was actually the saint in the deep palace.

When he heard about the goat's milk, Wang Silang's wife, who was eager to save her son, had already ran out with her two children in her arms. He didn't care what happened, as long as the goat's milk could save her children's lives.

In the freezing cold wind, the kitten-sized baby stopped crying and drank the goat's milk with a flushed face. His greedy appearance made people unable to help but burst into tears.

Wang Silang let out a cry of gratitude that he tried to suppress in his heart. He knelt down in the direction of Daning Palace and kowtowed sincerely and crazily.

"Caomin Wang Silang! Kowtow to the saint!"

At this moment, the cry of the donkey on Wednesday next door was also heard. There was also a baby waiting to be fed at home.

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However, for Zhang Zhao, the goat milk was sent out, but it was not enough, because the ewes that were still producing milk in the winter were inherently unnatural.

Although the lactation period of sheep is always rotating and theoretically they can produce milk all year round, most habits still allow ewes to become pregnant in winter.

There is no milk during pregnancy. If you want milk, you can only let the ewes raise their babies in winter, so there will not be too much.

"There are approximately 2,300 babies in Tokyo, 1,800 of them lack milk, and more than 300 of the most serious ones are already struggling on the verge of death. Our goat milk can feed up to 40 babies."

As the secret service established by Zhang Zhao, the Jinyi Envoy also became a collector of civilian situations at this time, and the one who was reporting to Zhang Zhao was Zhang Liecheng.

Zhang Zhao nodded, he had already prepared, "Inform Cao Wantong of the Hexi Chamber of Commerce and your father-in-law Kang Jinshan and ask them to transport one thousand kilograms of our sugar reserves to Tokyo.

Then ask Cao Yuanzhong, who is left behind in Chang'an, to send more soybeans and less corn, and prepare to grind soybean milk!"

If there is not enough goat milk, then use soy milk with added sugar instead, and the leftover bean dregs from grinding the soy milk can also be given to pregnant women. As long as they are full, many people should still be able to breastfeed.

"Here! Let's do it now, kid!" Zhang Liecheng answered with his hands crossed. Just as he was about to leave, Zhang Zhao stopped him again.

"I heard that Er Niang has given you another daughter? Send her to the palace sometime so that I can see this little granddaughter."

Zhang Liecheng had a look of joy on his face. He, the orphan picked up by Zhang Zhao from the Krakumzi Desert, truly regarded Zhang Zhao as his father from the day he followed Zhang Zhao.

And since he didn't enjoy much warmth from his father when he was young, he especially cherished Zhang Zhao's intimacy with him.

"When the mother arrives in Tokyo, the child will ask the second mother to take the children to the palace to pay homage."

As he said this, Zhang Liecheng felt a little disappointed, "It's a pity that the second mother and the third child are all daughters, so she couldn't give her father a grandson."

Zhang Zhao smiled faintly. He knew that Zhang Liecheng had always wanted a son, but strangely enough, he married one wife and two concubines and gave birth to five daughters, but he couldn't give birth to a son. This has almost become Zhang Liecheng's heartache.

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Zhang Zhao touched his chin and thought for a moment, then said to Zhang Liecheng.

"It can't be that you and the Hexi girl can't have a son. In this case, Nanping King Gao Congjie has offended me recently. I heard that the daughter of the Gao family is gentle and virtuous, so I asked Gao Congjie to send a niece to you as a concubine. It's impossible to say that we have changed sides.

With water and soil, a son can be born.”

Zhang Liecheng couldn't help but be overjoyed when he heard that Zhang Zhao cared so much about him and got a daughter from the Gao family.

This is what he is like, because he comes from a low background, so he pays special attention to family status.

The Gao family of Nanping is the head of a country. Even if she is a niece, she can be said to be a noble daughter, which is exactly what Zhang Liecheng likes.

At that moment, he bowed his head to the end and thanked loudly: "My dear, thank you father for this gift."

"Get up! Get up quickly!" Zhang Zhao pretended to be disgusted and pulled Zhang Liecheng up, and then Yun Danfeng asked lightly.

"I heard that Er Niang has a lot of milk this time? The baby can't eat it at all."

Zhang Liecheng was stunned for a second or two, and then he understood what Zhang Zhao meant.

"The child also thought it was a waste, and my mother-in-law, who had two servants at home, also had milk that the child could not finish. The child immediately went back and ordered people to collect it and distribute it to the children of the people in Tokyo."

Zhang Zhao nodded with satisfaction and patted Zhang Liecheng on the shoulder.

"Father won't say much to you. Your child has always been kind-hearted and understands it.

Let’s just look at it from a small perspective. People’s hearts are full of flesh. If we can save one in a calamity year, we will have one more loyal minister and righteous man in the future.”

Zhang Liecheng thought for a while, "In this case, there are hundreds of rich and distinguished families in Tokyo, so why not let the children take the lead in writing a letter and ask each family to share some milk and send it to the palace to give alms to those babies who lack milk every day?

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Zhang Zhao looked at Zhang Liecheng with joy, "My son has good intentions, and in the future he will surely be like the King of Fenyang in the great dynasty, with seven sons and eight son-in-laws in his bed!"

Hearing these words, Zhang Liecheng became even more excited. Fenyang King Guo Ziyi had made great contributions to the country and had no doubts about his master. In the end, his descendants were full of people and they were all high-ranking officials in the court. It is not an exaggeration to say that it was the highest pursuit of a minister.

After just a few words, Zhang Liecheng felt as if he was stepping on cotton. He immediately went out to contact wealthy people in Tokyo and donated milk to the babies of common people in Tokyo.

Zhang Zhao also showed a few smiles on his face, and then he began to lie on the eucalyptus table and write a letter to Cao Jiuniang Yanxi.

In addition to babies who need relief, there are also a large number of women in Tokyo who need relief.

These women were basically captured when the Khitans entered the Central Plains. Some were from Kaifeng Prefecture in Tokyo, as well as from various prefectures and counties in Henan and Hebei.

Many of their family members have been murdered and have nowhere to go. Many of them have family members who are unable to return home.

Because all the women who were snatched away had been raped, and many of them were pregnant.

Although chastity was not particularly strict at this time, it would be difficult for someone who had been raped by the Khitans and had a bad blood to be accepted by her family.
To be continued...