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Chapter 374

After Mr. Qiu woke up leisurely, thinking of the harsh words Fang Zichen said before leaving, his face turned pale and he was about to cry without tears.

The boy outside came in again and reported: "Sir, Village Chief Qiu is here."

Village Chief Qiu is the head of Daohua Village, and he is a relative of Master Qiu.

Because Mr. Qiu is here, Village Chief Qiu is quite prestigious in the village.

As soon as Mr. Qiu heard that Village Chief Qiu was coming, he knew what he was doing.

Sure enough, as soon as Village Chief Qiu came in, he didn't even bother to drink the water. As soon as he sat down, he said anxiously: "Second brother, now that the cement roads in each village have been repaired, when will it be our turn in Daoxiang Village? Isn't it right, the prefect?" Are you planning to repair our village?"

Mr. Qiu said nothing.

Now it looks like this.

If they wanted to build Daoxiang Village for them, there would have been movement a long time ago, but now the prefect seems to have forgotten their Daoxiang Village, and his attitude of indifference is obvious.

Village Chief Qiu wanted to cry: "Second brother, you have to think of a way! It can't be found in other villages, but not in our village! You don't know, it is said outside that people in Daoxiang Village borrowed their courage from dogs. , I want to get rich, I want to go crazy, I want to take advantage of the adults, what is it now? Stealing chickens will not lead to loss of rice, it is very ugly. When people come to the town, they don't dare to say that they are from the village, just for fear of being laughed at. ."

But no one can guess it.

All of them were clean, but the soles of their shoes were full of mud. It was like a joke to the people in the town. After guessing correctly, they asked them what they were thinking at the beginning and how they could say such things. You people in Daoxiang Village are really good at calculating. Hey!

"Then you don't know how to come to town when the weather is nice?" Mr. Qiu said angrily.

The villager's face darkened and he was not very happy: "Second brother, what you said is wrong. It will rain every now and then. If we wait for the weather to get better, how can we wait for the vegetables to be sold in the fields? ? Can the eggs that have been stored for half a month wait? "

How can his second brother talk like this?

They have all lived in the village. How can they not know what is going on in the village?

Sometimes it rains at night and stops in the morning, but the road is still muddy and cannot be dried out so quickly. The beans and cabbages in the fields are tender and oily. Who doesn't want to wait until the road is dry before coming back? Who doesn't know how hard it is when the road is wet and muddy?

But the dishes are different every day, and they will be old in a day or two. Will they still be sold by then?

There are few ways for people in the village to make money, so the only thing they can do every year is to sell vegetables and grain in exchange for some money.

No matter how hard we work, people in the village will come and we can't wait.

The village chief said: "At the beginning, you said that my lord wanted political achievements and that you wanted to leave just to scare us. You would definitely come to repair us later, so that we should not panic and stay calm. But why is it different from what you said at the beginning?"

Mr. Qiu sighed.

What a mistake!

At the beginning, they really thought that people wanted to build roads for political achievements, but they disagreed. They would definitely come back later, either by forcibly expropriating the land, or by paying the price they agreed on.

They are holding people's 'lifeline', so they are not in a hurry, but now...

seeing that the surrounding villages have built roads, the first ones don't know what a cement road is, they have never seen it, and when they hear it is mud, everyone thinks that it is repaired. It doesn't matter if you don't repair it, but later I went to other people's villages to see that the road was so wide, so bright and so clean. When I came back, I looked at the potholes in my own village, and the weeds on the side were stretching to the middle of the road. The small dirt road that has to be mowed when you walk on it is so rough that you can't even look at it.

If you want a concrete road, ask the village chief.

When will he come to us? Why don't the officers, soldiers and adults come? Is this road still under repair?

An old woman was about to go to town to sell eggs. She accidentally fell down on the way and the eggs were all broken. When she came back, she was crying so hard that she couldn't even eat. She immediately ran to the village chief's house, saying that she also wanted a cement road. , this dirt road has had enough.

Previously, everyone didn't push her so hard. It wasn't until she was laughed at by others and she went to other villages that everyone became anxious and came to ask the village chief every day.

The village chief didn't know, so he had to go to town to find Mr. Qiu.

Mr. Qiu was very upset, but he also knew that he was the one who started this matter. The graves of several generations of his Qiu family have been buried in the village. Since then, they have to be carried back to the village. He was so provoking that everyone could dig up his family's ancestral graves.

He was a commoner with no status, so he couldn't see Fang Zichen, so he ran down to Pingcun to ask for a meeting. No one summoned him, so he had to break off the relationship and ask someone to ask Zhang Jiahui for help.

The man turned around and told him.

"Do you think that people only build roads for political achievements? Do you think that if you hold people's 'fate gate', they will definitely come to you again in the end? So you have no connections, and you just like to listen to the wind and rain, and you are so self-righteous. Do you know the master's background? You haven't investigated well and just listened to a few words from outside. How dare you pay such attention?"

The man sighed: "Master Fang has no political achievements, but he can still return to Beijing in five years. He came to our Quzhou because the emperor asked him to do the gilding against everyone else. He has been in the Hanlin Academy for only a year. Do you know where the Hanlin Academy is? Most of our Daxia cabinet ministers came from the Hanlin Academy. The emperor wanted to give him no reason to be promoted, so he asked him to come to our Ganzhou for a formality. Do you think

he is just like the other adults?" "What should we do?" Mr. Qiu became anxious when he heard this. I don't quite understand what the Hanlin Academy and the Pavilion Elder are, but seeing the yearning and awe on the man's face when he said this, I knew that the Hanlin Academy and the Pavilion Elder were probably very impressive.

"I don't know. Mr. Zhang has investigated him, and all he knows is that he is a man who will take revenge." Seeing that Mr. Qiu still didn't understand, the man said bluntly: "Let's put it this way, if you mess with him, people can't even do it." Any dog ​​in your family can hold a grudge, and this man loves taking advantage most of all. "

Most people who like to take advantage of others regard money as their life, and money as their lifeblood.

He wants to touch people's lives, but no one can deal with him?

Mr. Qiu's heart went cold. He was a water diversion and a bandit suppresser. He thought he was a good and honest official who regarded money as dirt...

When he returned home, he also understood that this road was not compulsory for people. In the end, you won't come to 'beg' them to practice cultivation. They will beg people to practice cultivation.

But Fang Zichen didn't see him.

The people in the village are urging and making trouble. We listened to you at first, but now the adults don't build roads for us. People around here are laughing at us. What do you think we should do?

Obviously everyone agreed in the first place, but in the end they all blamed him.

Mr. Qiu was helpless and thought about using his own money to buy cement to make it! Ke sent a boy to Luoshan County. The boy came back and said that the cement factory did not sell cement. Nowadays, the cement is very nervous for road construction. The officials and their families don't have enough, and there is no surplus grain left to sell them.

Mr. Qiu didn't want to offend the villagers, but he had no choice. He couldn't be allowed to buy green bricks to lay the bricks! His family only has three shops, so they can't afford to build them like this!

When the river channel was dug in Anhe County, all the nine villages had their land occupied. None of them were so greedy. How come when it was your village's turn, you were the one who thought best, now it's okay!

Who in Anping County doesn't laugh at them now?

Before I could figure out a solution to this matter, within two days, a notice was posted on the door of the county government office, saying that rectification was going to take place.

Rectify what?

No one could read the words either.

The yamen officials said that now any shop opening in the town must go through government inspection to see if the food and environment are clean, hygienic and safe. Especially those restaurants, teahouses and pastry shops.

Everyone is still confused: "Why are you checking this?"

"Are you stupid? Of course I'm thinking about you. If those food shops have dirty kitchens and use dead pork and other things to prepare dishes for you, you won't be able to eat with peace of mind." ? I didn't even wash the dishes, I just put them in the pot to stir-fry them for you. I took back the dishes and served them to you without washing them. Do you understand? "

diners in the back kitchen of ordinary restaurants cannot enter at this time. Upon hearing it, yes! If those restaurants did this, they must not know it!

It doesn't mean that if you eat unwashed dishes, you will get upset every time you eat them. If they really treat them like this, and they have to pay for them after eating, that's not possible.

It's better for the adults to be considerate, which is good for their people.

As soon as the notice came out, the government officials began to conduct surprise inspections. The common people were all curious, and a large number of people followed behind to watch the excitement. The kitchens behind some shops were a bit messy, but everything was fine. Look at the vegetables and meat inside. The food was all fresh, but there were two restaurants, so that was a serious problem. The ditch where the kitchen poured water was filled with insects on a hot day, and the dishes and chopsticks collected from the front were pushed aside.

There are only two people in the other kitchen. One cooks, but what does the other one do? I asked, and it was said that the person was responsible for washing the dishes. The yamen servant asked, who is responsible for washing the dishes? The man immediately said again, saying that he was wrong and that he was responsible for washing the dishes. The yamen servant laughed, then who washes the dishes?

The man said about him, he wears two hats.

That's quite a capable person.

The food in this restaurant is not expensive, and there are quite a lot of customers on weekdays. There are also dishwashers and vegetable washers. How can one person do this? Later, when the people saw the man and the shopkeeper hesitating, what else could they not think of?

If you want one person to be busy, just put the dishes in water. The chopsticks must be oily after use, and it is easy to see the clues. Just wash the chopsticks. The plate with the vegetables is not easy to see, so I remove it from the front and put the soup After the juice is poured out and served, it will be very busy.

Damn it!

Very good!

How dare you fool them like this.

Those who came to eat first were all excited.

After the raid, problems were found in the Qiu family's shop.

Severe fines can lead to closure, while light punishments can lead to rectification.

The Qiu family's restaurant was also found to have problems. After paying the fine, it was rectified. After the rectification was completed, it could not open for business directly. It had to notify the government and the yamen said it was okay, and then it could reopen.

At this moment, Mr. Qiu asked the yamen servant to come. The yamen servant came and said that he was not qualified and could not open the door because he did not meet the standards.

Mr. Qiu sighed, nodded and sent the person away. He went to the kitchen to keep an eye on it, and had people wipe it until it was shiny and even the floor was shiny. However, when the Yamen came, they still said no.

I went back and forth like this several times. For most of the month, the shop was not open, and I didn't know what was wrong. One day, the government servant came again and said it was over. Mr. Qiu stuffed a few pieces of silver into it with a smile on his face. , asked angrily: "Master Guan, what is wrong? Can you tell me, so that I can make corrections."

The yamen servant was dumb and refused to accept his money. He choked his neck and was silent for a while. He said: "I said it won't work, it won't work."

The boss of the Qiu family insisted, "The official has to point it out!"

"The bottom of your pot is too dark, you failed." The yamen servant said.

Mr. Qiu: "..."

Mr. Qiu: "..."

Both of their faces were about to burst.

Can you say anything more outrageous?

Why don't you say it's because their urine is too yellow?

Can the bottom of this fire pot not be black? And what if it's too dark? His dishes are fried without putting the pot on the bottom.

Boss Qiu wanted to say something more, but Boss Qiu stopped him.

By now, he could see that this was done on purpose. The yamen servant had no grievances against them, but he was deliberately making things difficult. The superior must have specifically explained why.

Without him thinking, Master Qiu would have known that he was the prefect.

People who don't commit crimes can just come and kill them. As long as they have a reason, they can be punished.

Mr. Qiu really regrets it.

But there was no other way, no one could help him, the adults told him to wait, and he really kept his promise!

Brother Zhao knew about this, and he didn't think it was too much. The new official took office and didn't find anything to use to establish his authority or scare the monkeys. Now that Mr. Qiu has come to the door himself, it can only be said that he is unlucky. .

If you dare to fight with an official and plot against the official, you must not violate the authority of the official. Even if you are not sent to jail, it is considered merciful.

Nowadays, just closing a shop and showing off one's power can be regarded as showing mercy.

As soon as this matter came out, everyone knew that they, adults, are easy to talk to, but don't offend him, otherwise Daoxiang Village and Mr. Qiu will suffer the same fate.

Fang Zichen didn't put too much thought into Master Qiu's matter.

It was almost September now, and the weather was very hot. Xie Xiaoyu and Nanny Feng started selling cold drinks in Ganzhou. Although the profit was small, they made a small profit due to the large number of people.

Brother Zhao and Fang Zichen went back to Quzhou to visit Xie Xiaoyu. The Fang Mansion had been repaired. After coming to Quzhou, Fang Zichen stayed at Fang Mansion for two nights. Later, he went to Anhe County and was busy all the time. "We are at home all over the world" and have never had time to come back.

Xie Xiaoyu's belly has grown a lot, and he knows that he and Brother Zhao are close, Li Yisheng and Fang Zichen are brothers, and Aunt Feng takes good care of him.

Master Li and Mrs. Li originally thought that Fang Zichen had settled down and they would go back to Qinzhou after finishing their work. Now that Xie Xiaoyu was pregnant, there was no need for others to persuade them, so they stayed by themselves and found a shop on the street. , started his old business.

Xie Xiaoyu was a little disappointed when he saw that Guaizi and Gungundandan didn't come back together.

"Are the three children okay?"

Brother Zhao smiled, very happy: "Everyone is okay, get out and can talk."

"Ah? Will you call me godfather?" Xie Xiaoyu touched his belly: "If not It's inconvenient to have a baby in my stomach at the moment. I want to go see them. It's been a long time since I last saw them. It's weird."

Fang Zichen saw that Xie Xiaoyu was more round than before. He was chubby before, but now he is really fat. To be honest, he looked like he was going to have a myocardial infarction at any time. Little Fatty didn't even have the nerve to say these three words.

Shouting means looking down on people.

With his appearance and body shape, he has nothing to do with being small. If he were to be called a fat man, he should be called a fat man.

But people can't be angry now. Fang Zichen asked: "Pangpang, how are you doing recently

?

" Half of the roasted duck leg was about to move. Brother Zhao coughed first, and Fang Zichen immediately changed his words: "That's it! I heard that plums and mangoes are rich in Yuanhe County, and they are ripe now. I Let someone bring some to you."

Xie Xiaoyu's eyes lit up: "Isn't it too troublesome?"

"It's troublesome

! "

A man needs his husband's company the most right now, and his brother is throwing his life and blood outside for him right now. If the husband wants to eat something sour, this must be arranged.

As Fang Zichen continued to explain, Brother Zhao saw that nothing was going on here. There were colleagues there and the Qin family soldiers who had left behind. The Fang Mansion was not impregnable, but it was absolutely safe. Moreover, Fang Zichen's reputation was now better. People always want to put sacks on them. The business in the shop was busy with Aunt Feng, Brother Yu, and Da Mi. It was all going well, so Brother Zhao returned to Pingxiang Village.

The two of them worked non-stop, and as soon as they arrived home, they discovered that something was wrong at home.

Uncle Tang's eyes were red and swollen, as if he had just cried. There was a bamboo mat spread under the banyan tree. The good boy was folding his hands on his lower abdomen, motionless, looking very peaceful. Fang Zichen felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and the blood on his face suddenly faded. After getting clean, his feet went weak, his mind went blank, his legs felt like they weighed a thousand pounds, and he stumbled over.

"My son is smashing, my son is smashing..."

As soon as he finished howling, the boy rubbed his eyes and woke up. His hair was messed up like a tramp. When he saw Fang Zichen, his eyes suddenly lit up: "Father? Are you coming back? ? My dear, I miss you."

Fang Zichen: "..."

Uncle Tang and Brother Zhao looked at him in confusion, wondering what he was doing?

"Husband, what's wrong with you?"

What's wrong?

He just thought that his white-haired man was giving away his black-haired man, what else could happen?

He stared at Uncle Tang, who was puzzled by his glare.

"Your eyes are red..."

Uncle Tang said: "The two young masters are gone, I'm anxious."

"Then why did you go outside to sleep?" Fang Zichen said helplessly, the child here died. This whole thing made him think too much.

The big trees attract the wind. It's a gloomy day today and it's probably going to rain. It's very hot inside and the wind is strong outside, so the good boy wants to take a nap outside.

Brother Zhao didn't think as well as him, so he blinked and said, "Get out of here again?"

"Yeah!" Uncle Tang blamed himself, "I just didn't pay attention. When I went to the hut, two little boys came out. The young master is gone."

Brother Zhao was not anxious at all, and even comforted Uncle Tang, saying that the two little guys must be somewhere at home, and they can be found if they look carefully.

Gu Ge is almost one year old now. Uncle Tang and Xiao Feng are sometimes busy and cannot keep an eye on them. The two little guys crawl around everywhere and move very fast. The first time they crawled under the bed and fell asleep without shouting. There was no answer, and no one could be found. Brother Zhao was frightened at the time and cried until his tears dried up. Fang Zichen even sent out all the Imperial Guards and Qin soldiers, almost destroying the entire Pingxiang Village. Once, it didn't even reach the pig pen in the backyard, and once it jumped into the cupboard.

He might have fallen asleep somewhere again at this moment.

It was impossible to escape outside, because he was afraid that the child would actually crawl out, so Fang Zichen asked the three imperial guards to guard the area not far away.

The two of them hurried back and were very hungry. Brother Zhao wanted to go to the kitchen to cook two bowls of noodles and deal with one bite first. Uncle Tang knew that the child must be hiding somewhere and it was fine. But when the child was not there, he became anxious and his eyes were full of control. Unstoppable red. Now I'm looking for children everywhere.

Brother Zhao went to the vegetable field to pick a handful of green vegetables, came back, washed the pot, licked some water into it, and was about to stuff firewood into the stove, but there seemed to be something in it, and the firewood couldn't be stuffed in, and it was poked. When Zhao Geer looked down, he seemed to be quite soft. When he looked down at the other stove next to him, his whole face turned dark.

Fang Zichen was talking to Guaizi when he heard two snapping sounds coming from the kitchen.

What a familiar voice!

Fang Zichen and Guaizi lay down at the door of the kitchen and took a look. They saw that Gungundan's body was all dark. Since the summer, the two children had not worn any clothes. They only wore a pair of bellybands. Their little buttocks, which were white and fat, were always exposed. Now it is not white at all, it looks like briquettes, and is being spanked by Brother Zhao on his left and right legs. Brother Zhao has been playing drums professionally for 20 years. He spanks once on the left and once on the right. Fang Zichen listens, I also feel that the sound is quite rhythmic.

When Gedan saw them, he instinctively reached out to them for help: "Father, Guoguo..."

Fang Zichen suddenly became a stepfather, and the good boy no longer loved his younger brother. The two looked at each other, silently When he left, his back was ruthless and merciless, and he had completely lost his humanity.

How to save?

If you save him, you might have to catch him.

A dead Taoist friend is not a poor Taoist.

Uncle Tang heard the sound and came over. When he saw Getan's appearance, he knew that these two little guys must have fled to the stove.

He sighed helplessly.

Doesn't it feel good to sleep on the bed?

Last time when the master asked me to buy a chain to tie him up, he stopped me and said it looked like nothing, but now he shouldn't stop me.

It really scared him.

But seeing Gungun being beaten and criticized by Brother Zhao, Uncle Tang felt a little distressed again.

After all, the children are still young and active. What do they know? If there is someone around, they will be well-behaved and will play by themselves. They will not cry or make trouble. If there is no one around, they will look for it everywhere. Zhao Zhao Brother and Fang Zichen were not there, and the two little guys were even more searching. After searching, they couldn't even find themselves.

When people in the village wash dishes, they always use loofah to wash them. When the melon is tender, it is used to make soup with eggs, which is the most delicious. When it is old, it can also be used to wash dishes and pots. Every household has it. I pulled two of them, and Uncle Tang and I took the children to wash them. As soon as they were washed, someone shouted from outside.

It's the village chief.

Last time, Brother Zhao went to the fields to spread chemical fertilizers. After a few days of inspection, he found that the rice seedlings were growing well. There were no changes in the rice seedlings, and there were no yellow leaves that were scorched. Brother Zhao came back. He was really busy back then. He had some free time after dinner in the evening. He wanted to go to the fields with an oil lamp to look. Don't worry, Fang Zichen stopped him and didn't let him go. Why did he look so diligently? If you have the time, you might as well look at him more. That field is right there. Look at it every day and see what it should look like. It doesn't mean that the more you look at it, the better it will look. Brother Zhao thinks about it, he I really couldn't get away, so I told the village chief that if there was less water in the fields, or if there was accumulation of water in the fields during rainy days, I asked him to help release some.

People in the village go to see it every day.

If you put chemical fertilizers, you can get four or five stones per acre? As a scholar, they had never farmed before, so they wanted to take a look. So when they went to drain their own fields, they always made a detour to the village chief's three fields to take a look.

There was nothing at first, but after seven or eight days, the villagers began to see the difference.

These three fields are small. When the village chief's family used to plant rice seedlings, they always planted the large fields first. When the rice seedlings were planted in different fields, the ones that grew in the first ten days were not very good. The leaves were narrow and small, and they were slightly swollen. It will take at least half a month before the roots turn yellow, and then they will turn green and the leaves will start to grow.

The village chief's family planted it late, so it should have grown slower than the rice seedlings next to it. But now in those fields, the rice seedlings have grown very tall. The rice seedlings are so big and strong that they look strong. The rice seedlings were thrown away for several miles.

The people in the village were not surprised when they saw it. As soon as I told him about it when I got home, everyone in the family came to see me the next day.

It does look good.

Does this fertilizer really work?

It's hard to make a conclusion at this time, because some rice seedlings grow tall but cannot produce millet. They have been planting the land for decades and harvested too much rice. They have encountered many such situations.

Even the corn grown in dry land often has this kind of corn. The corn stalks grow tall, but the corn they produce is not as good as the short corn. The grains are sparse and look like an old woman's teeth. Here is one. There's one there.

There's a lot of grass growing in the field now, and the village chief doesn't dare to move! Just come over and ask Brother Zhao.

Brother Zhao said he understood.

The next day, he was preparing to go to the fields. Fang Zichen followed him while chewing a cucumber. When he was still far away from the fields, Brother Zhao could see his 'own' rice fields.

"Husband," Brother Zhao exclaimed, "our rice is growing so tall!"

It is indeed tall, green and dense, and looks different from the others next to it.

There were also people hoeing weeds in the fields at this time, carrying a basket on their backs. After pulling up the grass, they threw the basket away, and when it was full, they poured it onto the ridge of the field.

Once the grass is pulled up, it cannot be thrown into the field, because there is water in the field. If you throw it in, the grass will not die. It will take root in the mud again overnight, so it needs to be put on the field ridge to dry.

This has been done for generations. When everyone saw Brother Zhao, they didn't take the basket on his back or the sickle. After going to the field, they pulled the grass without throwing it out. They just grabbed it into bundles and stepped on it in the mud.

Does Mr. Fang know how to work?

Why do you do this?

Brother Zhao always listens to Fang Zichen. If he steps in the mud, the grass will rot in the mud and it can also be used as organic fertilizer.

Someone nearby kindly tried to persuade me, saying that I couldn't do this, that I couldn't be lazy in my work, and that I had to throw the grass out, otherwise I wouldn't die.

Can't die?

Isn't this a joke?

I was trampled in the mud and couldn't carry out photosynthesis and aerobic respiration. How could I still die? Unless this grass is cultivated into essence.

Brother Zhao didn't do the farm work like this, and he pulled it out and threw it on the road. However, Fang Zichen swore that he had never done farm work, but it was useful, so he listened to him.

Seeing that they did not listen to the advice, the bystanders shook their heads and said no more.

These three fields were small, and Brother Zhao could do it by himself. Fang Zichen was willing to help, but there were many grasshoppers in the muddy fields. When Fang Zichen caught the frogs before, he was focused on the frogs and didn't look carefully. Later, he found a big meatworm close to him. When he lay on the back of his hand, he was about to faint on the spot. If the good boy hadn't been there, he would have screamed louder than the sound of killing pigs.

The frog meat was delicious, so I didn't go there again. Firstly, I was abiding by the law and didn't dare to go there again, and secondly, I was afraid.

I couldn't help at all, but he was here, and I could see him when I turned around. Brother Zhao felt happy and warm in his heart. Halfway through, Xiaofeng came, and the two brothers were stomping in the fields. I stepped on it and seemed quite happy.

Brother Zhao pulled and pulled until he reached the edge of the field. A big green insect fell from the grass blades and was floating on the turbid water. It kept curling up and squirming. Fang Zichen's scalp felt numb when he saw it. He subconsciously stood far away, but Brother Zhao was not afraid. He stood up and landed. The insect was stepped into the mud and reported to the underworld. He looked up at Fang Zichen proudly.

Fang Zichen: "..."

It's a bit of a naked provocation.

His dignity as a man has been offended. He has to let this guy see a ghost tonight, otherwise he will be lawless.

Brother Zhao didn't go to the fields except for the grass, but it seemed to have become a habit. Every day, people in the village came to the village chief's field to take a look, and found that the grass that Brother Zhao stepped on in the mud was really It didn't grow anymore, it just kept going. Later, the ears of rice came out, and grains began to grow on them. Everyone came to see it again, it was amazing, it was amazing.

Chapter 375

What's so big about this?

The rice ears in the fields that Mr. Fang planted are very long, and the green millet on them is densely packed.

It's still an empty shell now, and I can't see anything out of it, but I can't even think about it if it can make so many knots later

...

I really don't dare to think about it.

I have been growing fields all my life. I have never seen such a long field. It scares me to death.

As time went by, everyone sat on the edge of the fields every day, not next to their own fields, but at the village chief's house, watching without batting an eye. They stared at the fields at the village chief's house more often than at their own. There are even more.

The millet is getting fuller day by day, and the weather is getting cooler. The village chief comes to see Brother Zhao again. The rice outside is now golden, and it looks like it will be harvested in a short time.

Speaking of the time when the millet was first harvested, everyone was still thinking that it would be empty shells, and it would be useless if there were too many grains. But now, they no longer think that way. It's good or not, but they have to be weighed during harvesting and drying. Only your son will know.

We all have enough experience and have been dealing with crops for decades. We can tell at a glance whether the rice grown is good or bad. The three fields of Fang Fulang are all good. Why? Because the rice ears were bent over, they were so heavy that they seemed to be hanging to the ground. When you weighed them with your hands, the weight was too obvious.

Their own rice ears are light and fluffy in the hand.

Brother Zhao personally went to the fields to take a look. The three fields had different growth conditions. The one with the least amount of chemical fertilizers was better than the other fields. The other two fields were both good.

When he put fertilizer on the cabbage, he vaguely estimated the amount. Just put more rice than the cabbage.

But I am afraid that I am not sure. The next two fields are sprinkled with a few kilograms more than the first field. It is not too much, and everything is too much or too little.

Looking at it now, even if it is sprinkled less, it still has an effect, but it is not significant.

Looking up at the fields, I saw a bright yellow field. How come other people's fields are all green rice leaves? Where are the ears of rice?

I went to the field and opened it with my hands. Oh, the ears of rice were covered by the leaves. There were too few grains, and the yellow ones were not noticeable.

Fertilizers are useful. Brother Zhao is very happy. After all, he has cultivated the land and can make the crops grow well. Even if he no longer has to work in the fields and has to eat on the ground, he will still be happy. Seeing the hula la la behind him Following a group of people, he glanced at them and said, "Hey, where are Grandpa Lu and Grandpa Ding?"

These old men usually like to hang out in the fields. Sometimes Brother Zhao comes back from supervising work at the paper mill and walks towards the east of the village. Looking over here, you can still see their silhouettes in the distance.

It's the autumn harvest now, and I didn't see anyone, which is strange.

One man laughed and said, "I'm lying at home!"

It's been a little cold at night recently, and it's time to change the season. Zhao Geer thought that people were getting cold, so he asked a few questions, and the others laughed.

"It's not because of the cold, it's because I'm scared." It seemed wrong to say that, so the man changed his mind again: "I'm probably overjoyed."

Grandpa Lu and his wife happened to be there at the moment, so he smiled and said, "I'm not overjoyed." It rained a few days ago, so he didn't go to the fields. As soon as it cleared up the day before, he ran over to see him. When he came back, he was excited, surprised and laughing. Before I had time to ask him what was wrong, he suddenly fell to the ground. "It's gone."

His wife was frightened at the time and hurriedly asked her son to go to the barefoot doctor in the next village. He took a pulse and said that it was nothing but he was too excited, and he would wake up soon.

The village chief was so happy that he could not speak.

In the past few days, people from the village have been going to the fields in droves to see it, but after returning home they were speechless.

I have lived for more than half my life, and I have never seen anyone's crops grow so well.

At first, Mr. Fang said that with chemical fertilizers, one acre could produce four or five stones. Everyone took it as a joke and did not believe anything he said. Now, the rice is actually growing there. After seeing and touching it, the rice is actually growing there. The three pieces of land combined were less than one acre, a difference of two cents. Even if it was not four or five stones, if you count the lowest one, it would still be three stones.

What every household is talking about now is the fertilizer and the crops in the three fields.

In the past, when I closed my eyes, all I could think about was that the new wife next door was so handsome and had such a big butt. She looked like a good child. When would my son marry someone like this? Just give birth to a fat baby for the family, or The widow in the west end of the village was wearing a floral dress, which was quite pretty. Now I no longer think about those messy things, all I can think about is the heavy and golden ears of rice.

What's going on in my own land? It's about to be harvested. It's time to water it. It's time to chase away the birds. If there is grass growing on both sides, it should be cut clean. Otherwise, there will be too many mice and they will eat the crops...

What to do There are obviously a lot of things to do, but everyone is reluctant to go because they have seen too much of the fields where Brother Zhao planted crops, and then look at their own fields. They have no energy to work. As they work, the sickle becomes Throw it away, no, I'll go over to Mr. Fang's house and take a look.

The crops in that field grow beautifully!

When we got to the edge of the field, we saw people and started chatting again.

What exactly is this fertilizer?

How can you just sprinkle it into the ground and the crops will grow like crazy...

It's amazing.

I simply forgot about the work on my farm.

No, no, I'm going to the adults' house to ask.

I can't sit still at all!

Fang Zichen also went to see the fields once.

This kind of seed is not very good, and I only put fertilizer once. I heard that this fertilizer needs to be put in several times!

If it weren't for the busy schedule, I'd do a little more work and add some fertilizer, and it should be able to grow better by now.

The villagers will look at him now, and the little fans will look at him like an idol.

At first everyone was afraid of him and respected him, but later they became enthusiastic, but now they are very respectful.

When Fang Zichen walked in the village, he was like a heifer stepping on a wire, and his awesomeness was like lightning. The villagers kept praising him and saying that he was unprecedented and unprecedented. Fang Zichen felt so comfortable that the earth could no longer accommodate him. Now, he wants to fly into the sky.

When the villagers came to ask, Fang Zichen didn't hide it.

This fertilizer is made by mixing lime and plaster of paris. He made two types, but they were mixed together.

Villager: "······"

sounds completely different.

What lime and plaster of paris?

By the time the paper mill was completely built, it was already mid-October, just before the second batch of rice was harvested.

Gungun Dandan is almost one year old and can already walk unsteadily. The two of them often follow behind the boy, calling him pot, pot, pot, pot, pot, pot, pot, pot, pot, pot, pot, pot, pot, pot, pot, pot, pot, pot, pot, pot, pot. These two younger brothers have to be taken out every day. This is good in the village. Once you get acquainted with each other, you can go from house to house. But it is not like this in the city. If you haven't known each other for a year or two, it will be more troublesome. Be suspicious and be very defensive.

Gungun is lighter, and sometimes he can sit on the back of Heixuanfeng. But Dandan can't. The front head still has the same big round eyes as Gungun. He looks very soft and cute. The last time he came back from Ganzhou, he was just a few When the sun disappeared, Fang Zichen felt that Dandan's eyes had changed.

Maybe after being together every day, I felt that the change was not too obvious. When I looked at the child again, the eyes were still big, but the tail of the eyes was slightly upward. When I glanced at people sideways, I felt very sharp. Fang Zichen was attracted by him. After looking at him a few times, I feel that if he didn't have a big lump of fat on his face and a trembling trembling when he walked, looking like he was overweight, he would have had some of his charm in the future. , in this way, the wife should not have to worry about asking for it, but... they are obviously eating the same thing, how can the balls look like a pig? He's just so fat and strong.

If this continues, it will be difficult to find a sow and a wife.

Fang Zichen looked worried and wanted to cut off his food several times, but Dandan wouldn't cry when he was hungry, so he hugged his neck and buried it in his neck. He had been hanging around with the good boy for a long time and had the same accent as him. ', the soft, waxy and milky girl called him, "Father, Dandan, I'm hungry."

Fang Zichen softened his heart, and his children became sensible. Every time they saw him and Brother Zhao coming back from outside, they would hum and drag the stool.

I can't finish the half bowl of rice cereal in Gungun's bowl. I won't feed the dog upside down anymore, but give it to Dandan instead!

The next day, Fang Zichen took Gungundan to the paper factory and looked at it again.

Building a paper factory is more troublesome than a cement factory, because the papermaking process is complicated, and the beating tank, the lane for drying paper, etc. all need to be built. It does not mean that the outside wall is covered with tiles and it can be completed.

The construction of the alley alone took a month.

The space between the drying paper is two brick walls made of adobe bricks. There are gaps between the bricks to allow the heat to escape. When baking paper, first light a fire in the alley, and then spread the wet paper on the wall. The heat emitted from the gaps will slowly dry the paper. When it is dry, it will be peeled off and it will be a usable piece of paper.

If you don't build an alley, you can just let the sun shine outside. But Anping County is in the south. In winter and New Year, the weather is rainy and cloudy. It is very humid. Clothes can last for half a month without drying out. At this time, you can't If we take it outside, it is impossible to stop making paper when winter comes.

This alley has to be done.

But Fang Zichen didn't know how to make this alley. When I read it before, there was only a brief introduction in the book. The wall of the alley built at first was too thin and the gaps were too big. As soon as the paper was pasted, it would catch fire. Fang Zichen later After figuring it out for a long time, I finally got it right.

At this time, the 'tools' that Zhang Quan was asked to find the carpenter to make were also moved over one after another.

To make paper, the boiled raw materials must be put into a stone mortar and pounded into a mud-like shape. The mashed raw materials are mixed with an appropriate amount of water to completely separate the fibers and soak out the water, becoming a suspension of paper fibers, and then pour it into the paper trough. in. Then a fine bamboo curtain is used to filter the pulp, and the paper fibers are left on the bamboo curtain to form a paper film. Catalysts made from pure natural plant materials are used to control the concentration of paper fiber suspension. Lay the bamboo curtain that has been scooped out of the paper pulp upside down on the pressing board, and then carefully remove the bamboo curtain, and the paper film will fall on the board. Slowly stack up layers of paper, and then squeeze them with heavy objects to drain the moisture from the paper.

These stone mortars, thin bamboo curtains, and pressing boards all had to be made by someone.

After a rough calculation, the labor and materials cost were almost 900 taels.

The floor is paved with cement, and the land is owned by the government. If these two people want to buy it, it will cost almost a thousand taels.

The finances have shrunk drastically.

We have to start work as soon as possible.

Fang Zichen sent documents to Yang Chengfeng and asked him to find some people who knew how to make paper.

You can hire workers in the village for the sundries nearby, but ordinary people cannot do this important part of paper fishing. This depends on experience. If you fish out light paper, it will be too thin, and if you fish out too heavy paper, it will be too thick. It depends entirely on craftsmen. of superb experience and superb techniques.

When we first suppressed the bandits, we were disposing of the stolen goods, and there were two large boxes of paper. I heard that they were the goods of the Chu family. The Chu family was engaged in papermaking business, but the scale was small. Although Quzhou was poor, no matter how poor it was, there were still so many people. There are several literati, including seven in Anping County, who are usually used by merchants and government accountants. With this "unique" craft, the Chu family can almost monopolize the entire market in the south of Qianzhou.

Fang Zichen had no intention of competing with the Chu family. It was not easy for him to make ends meet with a small business. He wanted to sell the paper he made to Nanjiang in Shangyang. It was rich and well-educated there. A brick could hit three people. He is a scholar, and there are many people who buy it. If it were released locally in Ganzhou, if it were not for the silver taels given by Xia Jinghong to build his paper mill, he would probably lose all his underpants.

Moreover, his paper is not just writing paper, he also wants to make toilet paper.

Fang Zichen was really fed up with the days without paper.

The conditions here are really not feasible.

Villagers use tree leaves and corncobs to build huts. These things have a rough surface but are not too hard. However, most leaves have a smooth surface, but they are not very clean after being wiped. Corncobs...not to mention... After using it, his whole body felt sore and tight. Every time he used it, he would cover his buttocks. His buttocks had been suffering a lot since coming to Daxia.

Those with better conditions in the town mostly use toilet chips. In fact, to put it bluntly, they are bamboo and wooden sticks, collectively called shit sticks.

Don't throw it away after use, wash it and continue using it next time.

There are also people who use linen, cloth, and silk as toilet paper. When he went to Zuo Xiang's house, he saw this stuff in the latrine used by the master of Meng's house.

But this is something that only rich families can afford, and the Zhao family still uses a shit stick!

If toilet paper is manufactured, the market will be huge, and everyone in Daxia Town will be his potential customers. When the time comes...

Brother Zhao and Guaizi just arrived outside the paper factory when they heard something coming from inside. Fang Zichen laughed out loud. When he went in, he saw Gungun holding his balls in his arms, facing a wall with a beautiful smile on his face.

The good boy rushed over and hugged his leg: "Father, are you laughing at Simo? Are you picking up a silver bird?"

Fang Zichen pinched his little nose: "... Go, go, don't talk nonsense. , If you really see the money, your father is also very poor. "

The people in the village are so poor that they carry money in their wallets. The wallets are layered one after another. Can you let him pick them up if they drop them?" Even if it does fall, it won't be his turn. Last time, Mrs. Jia's hen ran away and pulled something on the cement road, and Mrs. Jia's grandson came to pick it up.

There is no cake to pick up, let alone money.

Brother Zhao called him: "Husband, go home for dinner."

"Okay."

Fang Zichen caught two dragonflies on the way, went back and took the thin thread Uncle Tang used to sew clothes, and tied it to the tail of the dragonfly, and wrapped the other end around the corn cob. Then I gave it to two little guys to play with, like flying a kite. Their rolling balls were so strange that their eyes were wide open.

Gungun thanked him, pulled Fang Zichen, asked him to squat down, and gave him a kiss: "Father, Gungun loves you."

Fang Zichen looked at him, his heart was so soft, and kissed him on his chubby little face . He said, "Father loves you too, get out..." He didn't even say a word! Dandan rushed over like a firecracker and knocked Fang Zichen to the ground. The last time the officers and soldiers came to transport cement, Fang Zichen had never driven the bullock cart, so he thought of giving it a try. As soon as he got close, the bull directly pushed him. , Fang Zichen didn't feel anything bad at the time, but now he felt chest tightness and shortness of breath, and almost couldn't take a breath.

What a sin!

Her balls were still crawling on his body, and she was trying to kiss him with her wet little mouth, just like a bully teasing a good man.

Fang Zichen resisted, shaking his head and hiding: "No! Shut up..."

Dandan thought it was a game and thought it was so fun, so he pursed his lips even more vigorously.

Brother Zhao looked on and laughed.

Fang Zichen's face was drooled from the kiss, so he got up to release the dragonfly.

Brother Zhao called them to eat, but they didn't want to eat. They wanted to release the dragonfly first,

but Brother Zhao couldn't stop it, so he let them go. He helped Fang Zichen get up first and watched him rub his chest: "Are you okay?"

"It's better to feed Dan Dan less in the future! Give him two bowls of water when he calls out for hunger." Fang Zichen frowned, worried: "It's really heavy, dead weight. Fortunately, he's still small now. If he continues to be like this in the future, I'm afraid my wife They will be crushed to death by him."

Brother Zhao gave him a punch: "Don't talk nonsense."

Dandan is indeed a little fatter, but it's not that exaggerated. He took him out one by one. The people inside saw that except for the one in the front, the two sons at the back were all strong and strong, and they envied him so much that they praised him for his ability to raise children. Brother Zhao felt that his 'craft' was not as good as raising pigs. , I'm afraid it's also very serious.

The cement factory in Luoshan County recruited many workers to build the cement road first. Everyone occasionally chatted with the official who delivered the cement. After learning about this situation, the official who was responsible for delivering cement to Pingxiang Village said that the paper factory was better than cement. The factory is so big.

When the villagers heard this, their hearts were agitated. The paper mill was afraid that it would have to recruit more people, and they didn't know when the adults would recruit workers. They had to hurry up, otherwise they would be full of people and they would have no work to do.

Every household stared at Fang Zichen's movements, but after a few days of staring, there was no time left - it was time to harvest the rice.

Brother Zhao went to the field to take a look. His own millet was also ripe. He put water first. Now the field was dry and it was time to harvest.

People in the village are very busy during these days. Even the little kids who were playing with the mud on the roadside no longer come to rub the mud. The mud has become lonely. The adults in the family have to go to the fields to work. There is always work at home. Let's do it. The children will have to do it now. They are too young to cook, but it is always possible to collect firewood, pick up some dry leaves to keep for fire, and pick and wash vegetables to feed the chickens and ducks.

Some families have more fields, so they don't even go home to cook lunch. They get up early in the morning, bake some pancakes, steam some nests, bring a big kettle, and make do with just one bite.

The fields are more lively than the village. In the past, everyone worked with one heart and one mind. If they were distracted, they were afraid of cutting their hands, and they were also eager to harvest. Besides, the rice has been planted for several months and a lot of sweat was shed. I rely on it. I focus entirely on the millet, thinking about harvesting it early and drying it in the sun. I have to move everything so that I can rest easy. If it rains, the ground is flooded, or someone else's house has finished cutting, I will come in the evening. What should I do if it's stolen? There was no one left to think about other things, but now everyone looked up and looked ahead from time to time.

After looking for a hundred times, Mr. Fang finally came with his whole family.

Everyone rushed over.

"Mr. Fang, it's time to harvest the rice? I'm here to help you."

"Mr. Fang, we can do all this work. There's no need for you to do it. You can just go and have a rest."

It's hard to refuse such kindness. , Brother Zhao had to stand on the ridge of the field and watch them work, while Fang Zichen took the four children to catch crickets.

Everyone volunteered, and even the threshing boxes were carried from their own fields.

Uncle Tang had never cut rice before, so he came here with a sickle just to experience it. The field was full of people, and the people huffing and puffing were all butts. He saw half of the field next to it had been cut, so he went over and cut it himself.

Brother Zhao taught me twice.

After all, he had never done any work before. The rice was a bit scratchy, and the dust on the back of his hands was itchy. He kept hunching over and could only work for a while. Uncle Tang's waist became sore and his forehead was covered with sweat.

"It's really not easy to work in the fields here."

Brother Zhao smiled, looked up and said, "It's pretty good now."

We have been planting here for two seasons. When the first batch of rice matured, it was during the severe heat. At that time, the heat was unbearable and even sitting at home could not bear it. However, in order to catch up with the second batch of late rice, even though the weather was hot, everyone had to harvest under the scorching sun before the beginning of autumn. Plant the second crop of rice into the fields.

During these busy ten days, I had to race against time. It was like competing with God for time.

At that time, I didn't even have time to take a breath. It was so hot that I felt like I was going to collapse. That was exhausting.

There is no fat person in the village. Firstly, he doesn't eat well, and secondly, he is tired from working and cannot gain weight.

The village chief and his sons were also crowding in the crowd at the moment. These small fields had been cut and started to be threshed in the threshing box.

Grab the rice and hit the box hard, and the rice will fall out. This is a labor of strength.

With more people and greater strength, all three plots of land were mowed in one morning.

When the fourth sack was loaded, the village chief and his sons began to breathe rapidly, which could be heard by others.

"Old Shen, what's wrong with you?"

In previous years, everyone was taking care of their own land during the autumn harvest. No one knew the specific situation of the village chief's land, but if others didn't know, how could the village chief himself not know? ?

Normally, two bags can be filled in these three pieces of land. There are also fallen straw leaves mixed in here. When I went home to dry the yard, I took a bamboo broom to sweep them out, but now I have two bags. , there is still more than half of it in the grain box, and there are a few piles of rice next to it that haven't had time to be threshed.

Some people were also anxious: "Old Shen, hurry up and pack! You can only fight after you pack."

Finally, they packed six bags and stood in the field. Everyone watched in silence.

That sack can hold about a hundred kilograms. The millet is still wet now. If we go back and clean the rice leaves and dry them in the sun, there may be less.

But everyone has experience. Usually, a bag like this can weigh more than 60 kilograms in the end.

Six bags, that's more than three hundred and almost four hundred pounds.

This is less than an acre of land.

We knew from the beginning that these fields were growing well and that the fertilizer was effective, but when it was proven again, everyone still couldn't believe it.

If you tell this, everyone will say that Pingxiang Village is just as thoughtful as Daoxiang Village.

Eight points of land produced nearly four hundred kilograms of grain. Even this joke would not dare to be made. If you want to lie to people, they can believe it if you say two hundred kilograms, but four hundred kilograms?

Damn it, you dare to come to me like this, do you think I'm crazy? See if I don't give you a big mouth.

"Old Lu..."

Old Lu's chest heaved violently, and he fainted again after a while.

Everyone shouted and hurried over to help him.

Old Man Lu was pinched, fed two more mouthfuls of water, and woke up slowly. Looking at the untouched sacks, his eyes filled with tears and shock.

Who is not shocked at this moment? I can't even breathe.

With their several acres of land combined, they can only collect so many bags.

After planting the rice seedlings, they came to the fields every day to weed and catch insects. They took better care of them than the children at home, but what about Mr. Fang?

After spreading the fertilizer and weeding once, I came here for a walk, just three times, and never came again. The income was just like playing. That's it, the ground can still produce so much, and it's all the same rainwater. With the same sun...

Fang Zichen was playing with his children. The children were so happy that they kept laughing, their voices clear and loud.

Everyone looked at it with unspeakable expressions on their faces - just such a fool who seemed to be not doing his job allowed the land to produce so much grain.

The minds of scholars are so powerful and flexible! Although people have never farmed, they are more capable than them.

Even if they cultivate the land for decades, they will not be able to produce such good crops.

Uncle Tang didn't know these things, but he knew it by looking at the faces of others, and said sincerely: "Master, the harvests in these fields are really good!"

Brother Zhao frowned: "It's a bit less."

The villagers listened . One ear: "..."

This, is this still missing?

They dreamed of a great harvest, but they had never dared to dream like this.

Brother Zhao said: "My husband made the fertilizer a little late. If I sprinkled the base fertilizer before planting the rice seedlings, and then applied another fertilizer without being too busy, I should be able to produce more, at least five stones and three buckets.

" Li Ren: "..."

These words are too scary. Stop saying them. Besides, Lao Lu will faint again.

The village chief's son was in a state of confusion on the way home. Thinking of what he said before, his face started to hurt.

Later, after everyone finished their work and breathed a sigh of relief, they started chatting again

, asking how was your family's harvest this year?

This family is the best at farming, and they are also diligent. In previous years, they could gain tens of kilograms more than other families in the village. But this time, they will not be able to do anything. No matter how much they have, they will not have as much as Fang Fulang's few fields.

"Hey, it's far worse than Mr. Fang's."

Then she started talking about cutting the grain that day. It was such a lively day. There were people in the field, and she didn't even cut the eight cents of the land twice. Everyone was cut off.

"I just passed by Lao Qin's house. In the yard, Mr. Fang was drying the millet, one by one." He

looked like a fat baby, very happy.

This Mr. Fang's son is chubby, and the rice he grows is also chubby. He is really awesome.

Chapter 376

A few days later, thinking that the millet was about to be dried, everyone rushed to Brother Zhao and packed bags weighing 439 kilograms.

The villagers looked at each other twice and were silent for a long time. After they calmed down, they asked Brother Zhao, where is Mr. Fang?

Brother Zhao said: "I took my children to the river to touch shrimps."

Everyone ran to the creek to look for Fang Zichen.

They also want fertilizer.

Eight cents is so much, how much is seven/eight acres?

It's several thousand kilograms! How much silver is this?

There are too many to count.

Fang Zichen knew that they wouldn't do it even if he said it, so he finally thought about it and decided to build another fertilizer plant!

Someone nervously whispered: "Sir, is this fertilizer expensive?"

It is too expensive and not worth using.

There are many types of chemical fertilizers, and some waste residues produced by paper mills can also be used to make chemical fertilizers.

And cheaper fertilizers, like lime, are fine, and they're not expensive.

Fang Zichen gave an estimate, and everyone accepted it.

"When will this factory be built?" Some people couldn't wait.

It is best to make fertilizer after the beginning of the new year, because the first rice crop has to be planted in March.

So, this fertilizer plant must be built now.

I originally thought that I would be done with the paper mill, put aside other things later, and go back to Ganzhou to celebrate the New Year, but now I am busy again.

The villagers got the right word and left happily.

How can you not be happy?

Next year they will also be able to use chemical fertilizers and have enough to eat.

A paper mill was built in Pingxiang Village. Since the fertilizer factory wanted to use the waste residue from the paper mill, it would be best to build it next to it, close to the 'source of goods'. However, the largest open space in Pingcun Village has been used, and the area of ​​the small open spaces in the village is It was not enough. Now that it is being built, the recruitment should not only target Pingxiang Village, but also Pang'er Village. Finally, the site was selected in Anmin Village.

The yamen servant went to the village to recruit workers again. Before the yamen servant could finish speaking, the villagers began to mutter.

"I'll repay, I'll repay, I'll repay."

"Official, I'll do it."

"Write me, write me."

The yamen servant was about to be squeezed into a pulp, and he struggled to say: "You know what to do, just say it."

"You don't need to know . Ah! Anyway, you won't harm us."

"That's right."

But some people are still curious: "Master Guan, what are we going to build now?" " We all know the paper factory

.

Well! I don't understand this fertilizer plant, I've never heard of it, but it doesn't matter what you build, as long as you work with the adults and you have meat to eat.

The yamen servant finished registering and rode his horse back to deliver the errands. Just as everyone was about to go home, someone made a sound.

"Is that the daughter of the old banker's family?"

"Hey, it seems true."

"Why are you back at this time? It's not the New Year or the festival."

"Huh? It seems that the brothers from the old Wang family and the old Li family are here too. "

Although the autumn harvest is over now, there are still a lot of busy things. Winter is coming, and the quilt must be taken out to be washed and dried. Otherwise, it will smell after being left in the cupboard for a long time, and it will not be warm if it is not dried and covered. , firewood should be chopped and saved, cabbage, radish, garlic seedlings and other winter vegetables should be planted. Officials have to pay taxes, and they have to prepare the food they have to pay. Anyway, it is a busy job.

Why are you asking for relatives at this time?

It's not surprising that there is only one daughter in the family. Maybe something happened at home, but now when the three of them come back, everyone can't help but be curious.

When they got closer, the three of them didn't look like they had something to do at home. They looked happy and excited.

And with eggs.

Old man Zhuang happened to be there, and he pulled his daughter over with a worried look on his face: "Why are you back?"

Mrs. Lu couldn't wait any longer: "Dad, I'll tell you something happy when I come back."

"Are you pregnant again?"

Mrs. Lu said three times She is already ten years old, and she only has one son. If she is pregnant with another child, it will indeed be considered a happy event, but Mrs. Lu shook her head: "What kind of happy event is this? It's fertilizer."

Mr. Gangguan was talking about building a fertilizer factory, and now Lu He said again, thinking clearly, someone asked: "Da Ya, do you know about this fertilizer?"

"Yes."

"What for? Is it the same as the cement?"

"No." Mrs. Lu was excited. I couldn't bear it anymore, so I came to my parents' house first. I had to explain this matter: "This fertilizer is sprinkled on the ground to topdress the crops."

Since it has something to do with the crops, everyone hurriedly asked, and the first one knew about the construction paper. Factory, but no one is interested. After all, they don't use this thing, and they can't afford it.

But this time it's different!

As soon as Mr. Lu said it, everyone clicked their tongues.

Eight points of land, four stones and four buckets?

"Da Ya, we are your elders, it's not good for us to be like this!" Someone was unhappy.

"That's right. Are you fooling us into thinking we are fools?"

"Why did I lie to my uncles and aunts? If you don't believe me, ask Brother Wang, Li Cuihua."

Brother Wang and Li Cuihua both nodded: "Uncle and aunt, that's really not true. I lied to you." He sang in harmony, telling the story of Brother Zhao's requisitioning three pieces of land from the village chief's house for experiments: "Since the fertilizer was sprayed, whether it was harvesting or not, the whole village was watching. Wait, if you don't believe it, you can go to the village and ask. We are in a hurry when we come back and can't wait any longer. We want to tell our family that if the adults make fertilizer next year, they have to buy it. Don't pretend that you haven't heard of it. And because I want money, I won't buy it."

Everyone was shaken by the news. After a while, they said cautiously: "Brother Wang, you are always the most honest. Are you serious about telling Auntie Wang

? Brother said with a serious face: "It's true."

You can't say it's false. Once you say it is false, you will know it when you go to Pingxiang Village and ask, and the adults really want to build a fertilizer plant...

Some people are shocked. , his voice was trembling, "If you put chemical fertilizer, it's really worth four stones per acre? Then how can you sell this fertilizer? I have been living in your village, do you know?"

"My father-in-law went and asked, and he said that a bag might cost two stones. "One hundred pounds." Brother Wang said, "Master Fang said that if he sells it, it will be packed in bags. One bag can hold three acres of land."

When they heard that two hundred dollars, everyone subconsciously felt that it was expensive. , but if you calculate it carefully, every household in their village has eight/nine acres of paddy field, which means buying three bags costs six hundred cents.

With the use of chemical fertilizers, one acre of land can yield an additional three hundred kilograms of grain. How much money can three hundred kilograms of millet be sold for?

Almost two taels of silver! My eight acres of land is more than seventeen taels, which is only a few hundred cents, which is nothing.

Everyone calculated it for a long time, and it took them all their toes to figure it out. They felt it was so worth it.

This thing was happening in several nearby villages at the same time.

After hearing this, some people insisted on running to see it. They were afraid that Pingxiang Village was the second Daoxiang Village. Tai Xiang thought about it. After asking around in the village, he ran into the fields again. All the crops in the fields were harvested. Now he wanted to verify it. It seems too late, but the straw is still thrown into the field, and the ears of rice are still there. The densely packed cobs on them can be seen at a glance.

Everyone grabbed a handful and took them back. The villagers looked at them and said nothing.

The evidence is conclusive. If they also use chemical fertilizers next year, like Fang Fulang, they can earn 17/80 taels for eight acres of land and four hundred kilograms for eight acres of land, two seasons a year, that is... ····More than thirty taels?

They made more than thirty taels of money in one year that they might not be able to make in a lifetime!

The recruitment of workers was completed, and the construction of the cement plant was about to begin. However, on the day of the start of construction, hundreds of people came, and it looked like a dark place. Everyone was carrying a hoe, and the momentum was amazing. We only hired more than 100 workers, why did so many come?

When I asked, "Oh, if you volunteer to do the work, you don't need to be paid."

Once the officers and soldiers go back and report, Fang Zichen will be fine. Even if he doesn't want it, then just follow the wishes of the people! Don't force others to do anything, he is a good official.

This salary, dozens of taels, can go into his pocket again without using any reward as an excuse.

Seeing that he was smiling all day long, Brother Zhao took his three children to the town, bought two large pig's trotters, and asked Gungun to carry them back, saying he would stew them for dinner at night.

Uncle Tang has drifted away now. He likes to sit under the banyan tree at the entrance of the village with a basket of needlework. Everyone in the village who loves chatting likes to come here.

Uncle Tang, who was the leader, did not come so diligently, because everyone was sighing while chatting, saying that the pork sold in the town was more expensive, the price of brown rice had also increased, and the millet had not increased, so how could we live now? There is no hope.

In other words, the son of the family is older, and he is already 20 years old. He has not yet asked for a wife. The year before last, he asked a matchmaker to go to Anping Village to find a wife. , which adds up to only three taels. If the family doesn't have that money, it won't work, hey.

A good girl from a family is begging from hundreds of families, and most of the time the matchmaker comes to see the betrothal gifts. Who has more gifts? Go and ask around. That's right, it's settled. No one said that your family doesn't have money, so when will you get enough? ah? I asked my daughter at home to wait for this kind of thing.

Maybe there is no such store after passing this village.

Many people in the village have these worries. Uncle Tang has heard this kind of "depressing" talk too much, and his heart is very depressed. However, recently, everyone has stopped talking like this. Most of them talk about planting crops next year, what will happen the year after that, and making money. Money, I need to buy two more rooms, and living there will be easier then. My little brother is three years old. He used to wear his sister's old clothes. This year I want to buy some cloth for him and dress him up. Brother Tang, do you know which cloths are better?

Everyone was smiling all the time when they spoke, and their eyes were full of expectation.

In the past, we sold grain during the autumn harvest and got some money, but no one dared to make money because it was too little! You have to spend sparingly and save money, otherwise you will spend it all lavishly. When will you suddenly need money urgently or taxes will be increased again, how will you deal with it?

Things are different now, there is hope!

Uncle Tang loved to hear them talk about living a life with hope and careful planning. He was homeless every day. Hearing everyone praise Fang Zichen so much, when he came back to see him, Fang Zichen felt trembling when he saw his eyes that were so kind and caring, as if he cared for people with IQs. .

Brother Zhao also went with him. After all, he had taken care of them diligently before, and Uncle Tang only went out when the family was not busy, so he could handle the work at home by himself.

The pig legs were burned on the fire and shaved clean, then Brother Zhao called Fang Zichen to come in and chop them.

The pig leg bone was very hard. If he had to cut it by himself, he would have to waste a lot of effort. Fang Zichen was very strong and could finish it off with just one strike.

Brother Zhao went to Wang's house and bought some soybeans. He wanted to stew them with pork legs and said he wanted a pound.

Mrs. Wang smiled kindly and asked him what he wanted to eat?

"No, my husband bought pork legs today." Brother Zhao said.

After making it clear, Mrs. Wang directly served a large bowl to him. Brother Zhao said too much. He only wants a pound. Please weigh him.

"What do you call me?" Mrs. Wang pressed in: "How much is a bowl of soybeans worth? I gave it to you as an old lady. Mr. Fang, don't think it's shabby." Brother

Zhao knew that he was because of fertilizer. , he declined because he looked down upon Qiao, so he accepted it.

The people in the village are like this. They will always remember whoever is kind to them. A bowl of soybeans, a handful of vegetables, a basket of corn, these are all from the heart.

The soybeans must be soaked first, otherwise they will be difficult to cook.

From noon to evening, the pig's trotters were soft.

After the meal was served, Brother Zhao took a piece of the eggball. They smiled like mice. They only saw two front teeth, but the pig legs were so soft that it was okay to chew on the gums.

Afraid that they would fall, Xiaofeng always took a cloth strip and looped it under their armpits and tied them to the stool every time they ate.

Now the three brothers were sitting together, eating so hard that their faces were almost buried in the plate, their hands were working together, and the oil was reaching the back of their heads.

Three rice pails sat in a row, serving terrible things, and they finished chewing the pork leg as big as a fist in a short time.

Gungun looked at Brother Zhao who was sitting next to him: "Daddy, I want more."

The good boy didn't even need to shout, he just had it in his bowl after eating, and Xiaofeng picked it up.

This damn kid is not only good at eating chicken, he can also eat a plate of pork leg.

The chickens in the village are all fed with vegetables. The meat is delicious and chewy after being raised for a long time. Brother Zhao often buys chickens for the good boy in the village to eat. The chickens in the entire Pingxiang Village and the neighboring Anping Village will be eaten by the good boy. Absolutely.

The people in the village were astonished when they saw that they had a chicken every day.

If you are rich, you can make things like this every day.

Although Fang Zichen gave birth to three children, he was under pressure to give birth to thirty.

Uncle Tang and Brother Zhao saw the three children eating so well, their eyes were slitted with laughter, and their hearts were full.

In the end, not a single piece of the two pork legs was left.

When the straw in the field was dry, the villagers bundled it up and carried it to the paper mill with the first ones. They made dozens more coins and everyone was happy.

In mid-November, seeing that Yang Chengfeng hadn't replied yet, Fang Zichen thought that this man was just a freeloader, recruiting a few people. After a month, not even a hair of his head had been recruited, and he didn't even reply to any news. If he had a choice, he would have let Yang Chengfeng go home and retire.

Everything was ready. Fang Zichen was anxious. Thinking that there would be no more news, he took the people to do it by himself. He was a little tired, but his three sons were waiting for him to eat!

Fang Zichen had someone hitch a carriage and wanted to go to the town to buy some tools. When he came back, he would do it himself, but when he came back it was raining heavily.

It's getting very cold now, so I usually have to wear a light coat. After this rain, I'm afraid winter is about to begin.

Coming back from the town, I saw a few people with large and small bags on the road. They were soaked in the rain. They stood at the intersection, looking around, looking very embarrassed. Seeing that there were old people and children, Fang Zichen sighed and asked Zhang Quan to stop. carriage.

He lifted the car curtain: "Where are you going? I'll give you a ride."

A middle-aged man ran over, his face full of water marks: "Thank you young master, my family and I are going to Pingxiang. "I'm sorry to bother you, young master." "

On the way, there's nothing to worry about."

There were six people on the other side, and they still had their baggage. Fang Zichen wanted to go outside and squeeze in with Zhang Quan, but the middle-aged man sat outside first.

No one helped him without asking. His whole family was wet, and he didn't mind the carriage being dirty. How could he have the nerve to let Fang Zichen sit outside?

After they sat down, they thanked Fang Zichen.

This should be a family.

Fang Zichen waved his hands: "Are you visiting relatives?"

"No." The old man replied, "I heard that the prefect built a paper mill here and wanted to recruit people, so we came."

Fang Zichen: "· ·····"

His paper factory should not be recruiting workers yet! Moreover, we let the subordinates spread the news first, and only hired locals.

It's not that he is discriminating against the people in other places, but he is afraid that people will drag their families and travel all the way here like this. Does he want to do it or not?

No, people came here again, and their belongings might have been spent on the road. Letting them go back would be the same as forcing someone to death.

Yes, where to stay?

His finances were tight, so he didn't build any dormitories at all. He built two rooms nearby for the master to rest in peacetime.

When the old man and the woman saw that his face was a little gloomy, they suddenly felt uneasy and didn't know if they had said the wrong thing.

Fang Zichen sighed: "You came here like this, but did you ask clearly? What if you come by chance and the paper mill is full of people and they don't want you?"

These words were related, and the old man's heart skipped a beat. Song, silent for a moment, said: "The Chu family over there in Shunan can make paper. They have their own business, so they will definitely not come. If there are people here who know how to make paper, the prefect will not go to Shunan." We are going to recruit people. We want to try our luck."

Fang Zichen said happily: "Ah! You know how to make paper?"

"I told you

earlier!" Fang Zichen was very happy.

It's better to come early than to come by chance.

The family's surname is Zhang. The old man is a widower, the man outside is his son, and his daughter-in-law is from the same building.

The first family is also in the paper-making business, and they are in the same business as the Chu family. There is no room for two tigers in one mountain. If the market is big, it is not a big deal. But the market is small, and the pancake is so big that even one person cannot eat it, and others have to come and take another bite. , how does this work?

When Zhang Fan went to another county to deliver goods, the other party invited him to have a drink. This is what businessmen do, they have to socialize. When Zhang Fan went, he found out that he was staying at the Flower House. Zhang Fan didn't think there was anything wrong, so he went Later I met Mrs. Wei.

Madam Wei was outstanding in appearance and well-known in the building. The merchant had a big business and had some money, so he called Madam Wei to accompany him.

As soon as Zhang Fan saw Mrs. Wei, he fell in love.

His conditions were not good, and there were many people who wanted to redeem Madam Wei. However, Madam Wei had a daughter who was working in the building. She was six years old. Those who usually wanted to redeem her met her in her room. Daughters, some immediately waved her in disgust and asked her to go out and get out of trouble, while others were like teasing a cat and walking a dog, coaxing her with snacks and asking her how old her daughter was? Do you want to get out from here? If you want, tell your mother and ask her to accept me.

In their eyes, Wei Niang is just a fun-loving person, and her daughter is nothing more than that. Therefore, they look at her daughter without any kindness. When she is in a good mood, she will give her snacks when they meet her. When she is in a bad mood, she will immediately give her a snack. She told people to get lost, but Zhang Fan was different. When she looked at her daughter, her eyes were really full of care.

Madam Wei knew that she was interested in her. Moreover, she was already in her twenties and her beauty was no more than a few years old. This bowl of rice would not last long. If there were no customers to order her, she would be like those people in the front, either accepting rude customers. Later, the rough customers stopped calling her, so she had to go to the backyard. This was not what scared her the most. What she was worried about was her daughter. She had begged her mother to save the child by knocking her head off. , looks pretty, if she is not ransomed again, her mother may have to take her daughter to training/training.

But brothel women can only live in the building for the rest of their lives. Once they come out of it, some of them gain a new life, but some of them feel like they have fallen into another abyss. They are like those rats crossing the street, whom everyone finds dirty.

Men look down upon them, and women are even more disgusted with them.

The men who wanted to ransom him only wanted to play with her for a few years. Once the interest was over, she was afraid that she would have nothing with her daughter, so none of them agreed.

Old man Zhang also disagreed with this matter, but he had no choice but to give in as a son.

This matter was well hidden, and no one else would spend money to go to the next county to inquire about his wife. However, Madam Wei has been doing this job for a long time, and she once received the Chu family. The Chu family treated Madam Wei As soon as the news about the incident spread, the Zhang family couldn't live in southern Sichuan. As soon as they went out, they would make all kinds of accusations and make irresponsible remarks.

Now that they know that Fang Zichen is the prefect who wants to recruit workers, the Zhang family dare not breathe. They can't hide this matter, and they don't know whether people will dislike it or not. They are afraid that people in the future will find out from other places. , to punish them for deception, Old Man Zhang still told the matter.

Fang Zichen waved his hands and said it didn't matter.

He just came out of a brothel. What else can he do if he becomes a good person? Even if he doesn't behave well, he doesn't mind.

He recruits workers just to make them work for him, not for anything else.

Old Man Zhang and Madam Wei both breathed a sigh of relief when they saw him like this.

When he came back, Fang Zichen 'inspected the goods' first and asked the Zhang family and his son to make some paper and show it to him. He also sent Zhang Quan and someone to help.

Zhang Fan knew that although he said he was helping, he was actually supervising. Otherwise, Fang Zichen would not know if he would later use the paper outside to say that he had made it himself.

If your skills are good, you can stay. If your skills are not good, you can just go back and forth.

It's not that Fang Zichen is ruthless. This paper fishing requires craftsmanship. The paper that will be fished out for him will be one centimeter thick or as thin as a cicada. How can he sell it?

Brother Zhao knew that he was looking for someone, and he was also happy. After all, the paper mill had been built for some time, and the villagers were waiting to see if it would not be completed later. Brother Zhao was not worried about what the villagers thought, he was worried about him. My husband felt sorry for the money and couldn't sleep all night.

If you don't sleep well every day, how can you sleep with others?

Brother Zhao can't let this happen to his husband.

This will help people clean up the house and help settle the Zhang family.

Just to check the craftsmanship, all the necessary things were already prepared. Fang Zichen ignored other procedures and just watched him fish out the paper. Zhang Fan was still good at fishing. The paper he fished out was moderately thin and thick. Fang Zichen was very satisfied with it.

Zhang Fan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He knew this craft and nothing else. If the business didn't work well, he could just find a place to buy a shop and do other things. But after all, he didn't know how. Farming was even more difficult. He is happy to be able to do his job despite not being good at it. More importantly, he has a place to live. The paper mill is nice. People in the village also know that he is a master hired by the adults. He is kind and kind to their family. They just arrived and had nothing. After coming to watch the excitement, they also said:

"We can't deliver oil and salt, but if you want to eat the vegetables in the fields, you can just pull them. You don't have to go to town to buy these things."

The villagers followed . There are many differences in the town. In the town, you live your life behind closed doors and don't move around much. But now you walk around the village. People you know and don't know smile and ask if you want to eat? Zhang Fan didn't feel depressed even when he was there.

Are all the people in the village so generous to everyone?

That's definitely not the case. It's unrelated.

But Zhang Fan can make paper. Only when he comes here can the factory be opened and adults can recruit workers!

With people running away and the paper mill not operating, they would have no work to do.

Zhang Fan naturally knew that his family was arranged in a room next to the paper mill. If they wanted to make a fire by themselves, they could just ask someone to set up a kitchen outside. If they didn't want to do anything, they could also eat in the factory.

Fang Zichen showed him the deed, but Zhang Fan didn't even understand it. He took a look at it and saw what kind of confidentiality agreement it was.

He relies on this to make a living, so he won't go out to talk about it, so why do he still need to press fingerprints?

"Sir, what is this?"

Fang Zichen said, "The paper I make is made of different materials than what you usually use, and I want to make toilet paper and rice paper. Only if you sign can I let you stay."

Daxia Paper Making , mostly the bark of paper mulberry tree is peeled off, dried in the sun, soaked and softened, and then boiled and beaten. The beaten wood pulp is put into water and a homemade adhesive is added. After stirring evenly, it is made. You can fish out the paper.

The Zhang family also did this. When I heard this, I was stunned. What other materials can be used to make paper? Zhang Fan asked about how the Chu family's paper was made in this way. He thought of the mountains of straw pushed in the warehouse, the fertilizers and cement roads that the village had been talking about recently... He

wanted to sign, but the deed stated that after the secret was leaked, , not only will he have to lose money, but he will also have to go to jail for twenty years. If he leaks the secret to his relatives or descendants to make a fortune, once he finds out, his descendants and relatives will also have to go to jail.

Too harsh.

But it's also reasonable. Straw is cheap. If paper can really be made, it will be a huge profit. Who wouldn't be jealous? Can't you do it yourself? Even if you are 'bound' by the contract, you can still leave it to your sons! The children and grandchildren will get better in the future.

Most people are motivated by wealth.

Zhang Fan said, "I'll go back and discuss this matter with my family first."

"Okay."

Zhang Fan came back soon after and signed the deed.

Fang Zichen patted him on the shoulder: "You are very wise!"

Zhang Fan was flattered.

The master was recruited, and the paper factory began to recruit workers.

Brother Zhao can handle this matter on his own, and Fang Zichen and Zhang Fan plunge into the papermaking industry.

The author has something to say:

I recently read the comments of Xiao Ke Nai, please tell me!

What I wrote at the beginning is that the people here in Quzhou are hostile to the officials, but every good thing about being an official. This concept has existed for decades. I think it is unreasonable for just a cement road to change the people's concept of being an official. , because this is not what they need most, and they have not obtained any real and closely related benefits from it, especially the paper mill, but these are 'auxiliary', so I will describe more about the psychological activities of the people here. It's just a process of change! (Maybe I used too much force)

Another thing is that information transmission was not developed in ancient times, especially in villages. The purpose of writing about Li Cuihua is to write about the process of why it is urgent to convey it! Otherwise, I will recruit troops in the next chapter, and remote villages will also come. Fang Zichen has not given them any tangible benefits. Why should they respond to the call? This is too exaggerated and inconsistent with what has been written previously.

And Mrs. Wei, she just writes about a businessman who doesn't do business and comes to "work". Are you confused? Doesn't it feel good to do it yourself? I won't go into details, but I'm probably going to have to find bugs, because running your own business isn't better than working for someone else? This doesn't make sense.

This is what I wrote. I wanted to make it as round and reasonable as possible, so I am verbose.

(=^▽^=)

Finally, I would like to thank you all for your continued support.

Chapter 377:

Fang Zichen has theory but no experience, Zhang Fan has experience but no theory, one uses his words and the other uses his hands. Although the materials used are different, in the end they are 'different paths leading to the same destination'.

Zhang Fan forgot about food and sleep, and with an excited and dedicated mind, he stayed in the paper factory and couldn't get out. Fang Zichen didn't see anyone when the time came to eat. It took thirteen days to make toilet paper.

In fifteen days, the rice paper was made.

The thickness is consistent and the texture is uniform.

Bamboo cannot be used to make paper immediately after it is cut. It usually needs to be soaked. The same is true for rice straw. Rice straw grown in red soil soil is generally the best. After adding ingredients and cooking, it also needs to be dried for a long time, so at the beginning of the year When he came to Anping County to check the relevant information on Jinghe, Fang Zichen sent Zhang Jiahui to do it. For this matter, he stayed in Anping County for many days, otherwise he would just check the "documents" and read as fast as he could. , it will be over in a day or two.

However, when Zhang Jiahui took the order first, he cut the bamboo and dried the straw in Guang'an Village, but now they have all been moved here.

Fang Zichen took a stack of toilet paper home. The toilet paper felt soft and white. Brother Zhao's heart kept beating as he looked at it: "Is this toilet paper really meant for the latrine?"

He felt like he was wasting his resources. This paper compared to The paper those people use to write on outside is even whiter!

"Yeah!" Fang Zichen sighed: "But it's not as good as the one I used before, but it's better than the shit stirrer. It should be able to sell it!"

Brother Zhao wanted to roll his eyes.

Why can't it be sold?

This toilet paper is better than the cotton and linen used by wealthy people. Those for wiping buttocks are still a bit rough. Besides, it is made of bamboo, so it is not troublesome. The paper production of each kilogram of bamboo is about eight taels to one kilogram, and the growth of bamboo It is very fast and can usually grow to several meters in height in one year.

If it's expensive, you may not be able to sell it, but if it's cheaper, more people will rush to buy it.

Brother Zhao thinks this toilet paper is great.

He took two and went to squat in the latrine. The good boy blinked and took two and ran outside the latrine to wait.

Fang Zichen: "..."

Are you really in a hurry?

Brother Zhao came out of the latrine full of energy and energy, his eyes were shining, and he looked at Fang Zichen with eyes full of envy.

Has this person used this kind of toilet paper to wipe his butt? What a blessing. Even if you try hard, the toilet paper won't cut your butt.

The good boy liked it too. Fang Zichen touched his head and asked, "Is it easy to use?"

The good boy said loudly, "It's easy to use. Just wipe it with paper. It won't hurt your buttocks."

Of course it won't hurt.

When I was in Xiaohe Village, the boy used to find sticks and leaves by himself when he went to the hut. Once, the sticks were so tough that they broke into two halves. The edges were a bit sharp. His little buttocks were tender, and when he scraped them, It was a broken chrysanthemum with bruises all over the ground. He came out of the pit with tears in his eyes, covering his buttocks. Fang Zichen pried off his buttocks and looked at it. At that time, he wanted to laugh but felt distressed at the same time.

Now I no longer have to worry about anything happening to the anus I smashed.

Zhang Fan had already taken action. Fang Zichen looked at the remaining silver coins, thought about it, and put the conscription on the agenda.

Nowadays, people's impression of the official has changed only in Anping County and a few villages under the four counties of Anhe. It is easier for him to recruit troops in the villages under these counties. In the neighboring counties, although they are close to Anhe Pingping County, but people in the village usually don't visit relatives, and most of them only visit on the second day of the Lunar New Year, because visiting relatives requires bringing gifts. I'm afraid no one in Paner County, or even in distant villages, knows about him. He is a good and honest official.

This is the case in the south, not to mention the north of Ganzhou. He has been here for almost a year and has not had time to go there, and there is no news. He will send the documents there. Not to mention that no one has been recruited, but he is afraid that there will be more. They gathered together to attack him - it was not enough to tax the people and steal their people's money. Now they had to recruit people. There was no way to survive. They ambush him, put a sack on him, and dragged him into the woods.

We can only recruit here first, and recruit as many as possible. Otherwise, if there is not a single city guard in each county, it will not be decent, and Fang Zichen will not feel safe.

It was winter now, and it was approaching the end of the year. The New Year was in January of the following year. When the autumn tax was collected, Fang Zichen sent people down and asked them to collect it according to the 'rules'. Everyone got the instructions from the village chief and told the official to come down and collect it. The villagers had prepared food early.

In the two seasons of rice, Mrs. Jia's family harvested more than 600 kilograms, which required her sons to carry it to the drying field. When Fang Zichen led his boy there, he saw bags of grain standing on the drying field.

Originally, it was not Fang Zichen's turn to do this. There is no way to kill a chicken with a knife, but there was no one in the government office in Anhe County. Fang Zichen sent many government officials from Anping County to collect the money. The officers and soldiers couldn't handle it, so he Since he lives in the village again, he came here in person and asked the good boy to learn from him.

The village chief handed over a book. Fang Zichen couldn't understand anything. He asked one by one for a long time to find out which family had harvested how many kilograms this year. He looked at the food everyone brought and was speechless.

Fang Zichen re-examined the tax rate and asked everyone to re-distribute the grain.

If the previous magistrate's tax was collected, nearly half of the tax would be collected, and more than 200 kilograms would have to be turned over for six hundred kilograms. No wonder the people were starving to death year after year.

Out of more than 500 to 600 kilograms of grain, your Excellency only collected a few dozen kilograms? ? ? ?

The common people were stunned for a long time before they reacted, and they were extremely happy.

On the way here carrying the grain in the morning, while waiting for the government servants to come over at the grain drying field, everyone felt uncomfortable and depressed, and had no intention of chatting. Who would be willing to hand over most of the grain they had worked so hard to grow in one hand?

Not to mention how happy I am now.

The villagers carried grain back again, thinking that they would have a good year this year, but they did not expect that after the autumn tax, dozens of officers and soldiers took orders from Fang Zichen and began to rush to the villages below.

Notices have also been posted in the county.

For the people of Daxia, conscription meant separation and death, which was even more unacceptable than heavy taxes.

In the past, as soon as everyone listened, they would have beaten up the officers and soldiers who came to deliver the notice, but now everyone was silent.

The village chief stepped forward and said, "Master, why are you recruiting troops all of a sudden?"

The officers and soldiers responsible for issuing the notice listened to Fang Zichen's instructions and said honestly: "Maintain the security of Daxia." Seeing that the people were confused, the officers and soldiers spoke in plain language. .

According to the regulations of the imperial court, a Zhou county should have tens of thousands of officers and soldiers stationed and guarded. However, the previous soldiers in Quzhou were disbanded by the leading magistrate. Naturally, new recruits will be recruited now. Don't think that this recruitment is not good for you. Officers and soldiers Working with the government officials to maintain order in the town, will it be safer for you to go out in the future?

Our Quzhou is close to Jizhou, and in the past Jizhou was Beiqi and other countries. Do you know that Dayuan almost killed our Quzhou two years ago? Remember?

If this had happened this year, everyone might not necessarily know about it, but no matter how little information there is, no matter how far away it is, after more than a year, everyone will know about it.

After listening to it afterwards, I was still panic-stricken.

Dayuan went to the village, killed people, burned down the houses, and everyone had no food to eat. They had to sell their sons and daughters. When the gang of gangsters escorted people to Shangyang, they passed by them and rested in the town. Talking about what happened in Jizhou, Ohara's knife was so big. As soon as he cut it down, just one blow, his head fell to the ground and rolled away. Even the children several years old were not spared. A village was set on fire. It burned down in just one night, and many people lost their homes and families.

Although everyone didn't see it, everyone knew it when the teethers mentioned it.

The officers and soldiers said: "Although there are soldiers guarding Jizhou, we don't know when people will suddenly come in again just like the year before last. If unfortunately they hit us in Ganzhou, who will stop you?" ? Who will protect you? Can you fight back? "

This is definitely not possible!

People were charging into the village with knives. They were scared when they saw them. How could they fight back?

The people in the village have never seen much of the world, and some conflicts on weekdays are usually just verbal disputes. Even if they are really powerful, it is just a fight, but they are not willing to use the knife. If there is someone in the village who dares to speak with a knife, most of them will not dare to Provoked.

This is what the officers and soldiers said.

But if my son is gone... I won't be able to bear it, because those Dayuan people are going to attack me. What if their son goes and is hacked to death? It's better for other children to go! They are no longer involved.

Almost everyone thought so and kept silent, but then they heard the officers and soldiers say: "It's just for prevention. This is the worst plan. If no one comes to fight, we will live in peace and the money will be in vain."

"Ah . "What kind of money?"

"If you sign up and are suitable, you can get 120 yuan a month. After a long time, if you perform well, you can also get 400, 5600, or even 300 yuan a month. " Any four taels will do."

The officers and soldiers said: "And don't think that if you recruit soldiers to fight, you will definitely die. If we train and know how to fight, it is not certain who will be killed. A man should protect his family and the country, and not be corrupt. Afraid of wasting his life, an ambitious man should join the army. It will be a honor for the whole family if he joins the army."

The officers and soldiers imitated Fang Zichen and talked to everyone for a long time. Only the men who came to join in the fun were all excited.

If ordinary people want to move up, in addition to marrying their daughters into a wealthy family, they can also take the imperial examination and join the army.

From a small family, even if the daughter they give birth to is a fairy, most of the girls who marry high will be concubines. It is difficult for them to survive in the backyard, so how can they help their parents' family? A married daughter belongs to someone else's family. If you want to save face and don't rely on it, you can't hope for it.

What about the imperial examination?

This road is not feasible. They are in their teens and 20s. Now that they are living a promising life, it will be difficult for them to take this road.

The adults said that it would be good to join the army, train, and then stay in the team, or work as gatekeepers or something like that after you get out, and eat national food. This "official position" seems very small, and those in the capital would definitely not look down upon it, but In the past, before those soldiers were withdrawn, when ordinary people went to the county, the county soldiers had to inspect them. They had to stop when told to stop, and bowed their heads when told to do so. How majestic!

The common people think that the officers and soldiers guarding the gate are also powerful.

There is still money to be paid in January. If people from outside don't come here, they will have nothing to do. They just go to work outside. If they do come, if they don't come forward to fight, they will kill them and hide. If you don't open it, you can't force it, you can only let others cut it. Why?

Because they know how to wield a hoe.

At this moment, the adults said that they will train and teach those who kill the enemy and defend themselves. If foreign enemies come, they don't have to be afraid. If they can come back alive, everyone will give them a thumbs up and say that they are not just useless in farming. Those who are promising can protect their home and country.

Men should not just look at the few acres of land at home, but should go out and make a living, otherwise their lives will be in vain.

But the woman didn't think so. If the man's son is gone, what will happen to the family in the future?

But adults will not harm them! When you come to Quzhou, everything you do is for the benefit of the people, and your worries are also for the sake of the people.

The officers and soldiers said loudly: "Now it is just a notice. I have figured it out and want to go. I will sign up at the Yamen in three days."

The officers and soldiers left, and the villagers started discussing again.

Not everyone is short-sighted and cannot see through, but this matter cannot be rushed. We have to go back and discuss it carefully and get a charter. If it is true as the adults said, it is either a way out or a dead end.

Fang Zichen had already made preparations to recruit a hundred or so people, and he would be thankful to God. If it really didn't work out later, he would force it. Otherwise, how could he fix it?

But now we can save it first.

Red banners were put up on both sides of the roads in the town, and red banners were also put up in the village.

When the officers and soldiers came to pull out the red banner, they knew that many of the people were illiterate, so they read it with great enthusiasm on the spot.

When you are in your prime, you have high ambitions, it is a great honor to join the army!

Aim high, hone your youth, make great achievements and go to the military camp!

Iron bones join the army to defend the country, and when they return, they pick up writings about heroes.

Serving as a soldier for Daxia made the people feel at ease.

There are no regrets in the wind, rain, frost and snow, and peace is maintained for the family everywhere.

Throw your head and shed your blood. A passionate man has ambitions in all directions. Go where the motherland needs, defend the country, go where the people need, and overcome obstacles. I don't know who you are, but I know who you are for.

Young people should strengthen themselves for the sake of the country. Recruit troops to strengthen defense and stabilize and rejuvenate the country.

Joining the army to serve the country, showing the true qualities of a hero.

The eagle has great ambitions, throwing a pen and holding a steel gun; through hardships and hardships, a man should strengthen himself.

Everything is inspiring, and it is a supreme honor to become a soldier.

But it is true that if defending one's family and country is not honorable, what else is worthy of being said to be honorable?

Even the officers and soldiers themselves burst into tears when they read it out.

If everyone is greedy for life and afraid of death, where will the soldiers at the border come from? Without them sticking to the sideline, they would have drank many bowls of Meng Po soup.

If conscription was done like this before, would they still be in the village? Went early.

Zhang Jiahui is still 'supervising work' in Luoshan County.

The village roads have basically been fully repaired, but the official roads still need to be repaired, and the town also needs to undergo planning and rectification. The original county roads were only about two meters wide, and the village roads are now two and a half meters wide. Although two ox carts cannot be driven at the same time. We are walking together, but there are many fields nearby. If we encounter someone, just give way to the side first. If we want two oxen carts to be able to walk together, they have to go up at least three and a half meters. This is not possible. No modern village can do this. wide.

But things are different in the town. There are shops on both sides of the town. They are narrow. Where should they go? In a shop?

Fortunately, we are afraid of dust. Most of the shops in the county are a little far from the roadside. It is estimated to be about 3.7/8 meters tall. Needless to say, we need to demolish the houses, otherwise it will be a big project that wastes money and hurts the people.

These things cannot be done in a short while. Zhang Jiahui has not yet returned to Anping County, and he is still checking on the official road in the cold wind. The government servants who were brought in advance hurried over.

"My lord, it's not good, my lord, it's not good."

Zhang Jiahui frowned and scolded: "You are so panicked, what happened?"

The yamen officer gave him the letter, opened it and read it - it was written by the master, saying Let him think of a solution quickly, or just come back. If he doesn't come back, there will probably be no more scholars in Anping County.

These seven scholars in Anping County are from the town. Their families are not very wealthy, but they know that studying is not easy and they study very hard. In Zhang Jiahui's opinion, they have talent and learning. He also wants to go up and become a scholar. Or he might be promoted to some political achievements, but now, it's not just that Fang Zichen pulled out the red banner, he also asked the officers and soldiers to lobby everywhere, talking about being passionate and courageous, and those few literati were so excited that they wanted to give up writing. Joined the army.

The registration day was coming the next day. In the morning, Guaizi had dinner and played in the yard with Gungundan for a while before he got next to Fang Zichen in a sticky state.

It was cold now, but he was still dressed like a ball: "Father."

Fang Zichen hugged him on his lap: "What are you doing?"

The good boy rubbed his face first and gave him two scents before saying: "Father, good boy I also want to join the army! "

I know your size.

Fang Zichen gave him two blows directly.

The good boy rubbed his head: "Father, why don't you hit the good boy? The good boy wants to go."

"You haven't even grown your hair yet, so why are you going?" Fang Zichen said angrily, at such a young age, you can't be so good. What's wrong with dreaming? It's almost like paranoia.

Seven-year-old soldiers, even though he was short of men in Qizhou, he was not so short of men.

"All the birds are there!" Guaizi rubbed his head: "My good boy's hair is all long and all the hair is not even, please touch it, father."

Fang Zichen was speechless: "I'm talking about the other side."

Guaizi remembered He recalled that when he was studying in Wu's hometown, everyone laughed at him about his hair. He suddenly realized: "Father, do you mean to tie the armpit hair?" Then this is really difficult. He doesn't grow it, so Simo can't do it!

Fang Zichen choked and pinched his face: "No matter what the problem is, you are still too young to go."

The good boy said dullly: "The rich boy also wants to protect his family and the country and be a true man!"

"But you are too young! How are you going? After you go, there will be no chickens and steamed buns to eat, no toilet paper to wipe your butts, and you won't be able to see your father and brother. Do you want to go too?"

"Ah? "This is so terrifying. The boy's eyes widened and he twirled his little fingers: "Is this so?" Fang Zichen

nodded: "Well, can my father fool you? "My father is a very honest man."

Right words: "Then, my dear boy, why don't you go now? My brother can't do it at home without my dear boy to take care of him."

Fang Zichen saw that he was reluctant to part with the chicken, so he suppressed a smile and said deliberately: "Father and daddy are here!"

The boy pinched the little boy. Eyebrows looked at him: "Dad is busy, and father is looking after his younger brother. If that good boy comes back, I'm afraid he won't have his younger brother. It's not okay to lose his younger brother at such a young age."

Fang Zichen: "..."

This damn kid.

As he said this, Fang Zichen's cold hands reached into his clothes. The good boy kept twisting his little body and smiled: "Bing Xiren, Ba Ga Ya Lu, let go of the good boy."

Brother Zhao The people on the side were relieved, and the good boy was also excited. He had been jumping up and down at home these days, not knowing how much he weighed, and kept saying that he wanted to join the army. Fang Zichen doted on him very much, and would give him whatever he asked. , Brother Zhao is really afraid that people will agree.

Fang Zichen played with Guaizi for a while, and Guaizi took his two younger brothers out for a walk. On the way, he met a few friends who played better with him.

"Good boy, get out of here."

"Wang Dagou, what are you doing here?"

Wang Dagou saw that he looked a little disappointed and said first: "Good boy, what's wrong with you?"

Good boy said in a depressed tone: "Good boy, you can't do it. Man, I'm so sad."

"Huh?" Wang Dagou and a few friends climbed up from the roadside, clapped their hands, took out a handful of fried corn from his pocket and handed it to Gungun Dandan. This is fried corn. After being boiled and dried in the sun, it can be kept for a long time. If you want to eat it on weekdays, just fry it. It is crispy and very fragrant. It is a snack for children in the village. Some elderly people also like to make this thing. Drink.

The rolling balls are too big to bite. Usually when I eat these things, I swallow them directly. What they are when I eat them, they are still the same when they come out.

At this moment, the two little guys thanked them: "Thank you Guo Guo."

Wang Dagou touched them, then looked at the boy and said, "Won't your father let you become a soldier?"

The boy nodded: "Yes."

Fang Zichen is from Pingxiang Village . The man who mounted the horse himself was very powerful when it came to fooling people. The old man was very excited and excited when he heard it. He immediately said that he was going to join the army. He wanted to join the army. The children in the village were even more outrageous after hearing this, but they Knowing that this kind of thing can only be done by adults, when playing with Guaizi, he sighed and said that he wanted to grow up quickly and become a great hero who can ride a horse and kill the enemy and defend the motherland. Guaizi said Yes, he can go, the friends all believe it.

At this moment, Wang Dagou asked in confusion: "Didn't you say you have privileges?"

Guaizi's face was a little red and he was ashamed, but he wanted to save face and held on: "Xidi, but Guaizi is not allowed to go."

"Why? "

The good boy has to take care of his younger brother and father at home. They can't live without Ren."

Several friends were now filled with questions.

Son taking care of father?

In the past, their parents took care of them at home! In the past two years, I have grown up without anyone taking care of me. I can already take off my pants to pee, and I know how to go home to find food when I am hungry. I know that mud is not edible. Master Fang is even older than them!

"Master Fang still needs you to take care of him?"

"Yes!" Guaizi said: "My father squats in the latrine, and he forgets to take the stick. Every time, Guaizi has to find it for him. Who wants to tie up the bird? "Where is he passing the stick?"

People in the village often praise Fang Zichen, saying that he has a flexible mind and that they admire him. The children have heard it a lot and think that Fang Zichen is powerful and omnipotent, but now they have no idea. Master Fang couldn't find a stick to scratch his butt? They all do it! Master Fang is not better than them!

Wang Dagou's chest was slightly raised: "If you are not here, there is still your father!"

The good boy shook his head: "Father said that the good boy wipes the buttocks with the wooden stick, but the father folds the wooden stick and wipes the buttocks. Taste, not ecstasy, my father has to take care of me, and my younger brother has to be taken care of by a good boy. If there is no good boy in the family, I am afraid that the birds will be scattered, so if the good boy doesn't go away, he shouldn't be a man. If he doesn't care about the family, why should he care about it? After

hearing what he said, Wang Dagou sighed and comforted him: "It's okay, dear boy, don't be sad. Let's take you to pick out the honeycomb. Last time we went to the mountains to pick sorghum and soaked it, we found a nest of wasps. Now, The babies should be ready for picking. "

Generally in winter, the wasp nests are full of wasp larvae, and most bees will leave the nest in winter. However, Anping County is in the south, and the environment itself is relatively warm. Usually the wasps in the wasp nests just enter the dormant period. There will still be wasps in the hornet's nest, but they are not as aggressive as in the summer.

The children in the village are very familiar with this aspect!

A few little guys echoed at the side: "Yes, yes, it's fun to dig out the honeycomb."

The boy had some shadows about the wasp: "Why are you digging out the honeycomb? Is it dangerous? The wasp stings will be very painful.

" The little guy said: "Let's fry it! Let's go get it. I'll secretly take out the pot when I get home. Then we'll fry it and eat it. It's fragrant, crunchy and delicious. The wasps will go to sleep now." Don't be afraid, we have experience. "

This is meat, and it is undoubtedly delicious for a child who can only eat meat for a year. The boy swallowed hard when he saw several friends talking, and he immediately became concerned. Followed by Gungundandan.

...

Fang Zichen was busy with official duties at home, when a villager came in a hurry and lost one of his shoes.

"My lord, my lord."

Fang Zichen stuck his head out of the window: "What's wrong? My black whirlwind is chasing you?"

"No, it is," the villager pointed outside the door: "It's the good boy and the two young masters who were stung by wasps."

Fang Zichen: "..."

Where did the wasps come from in the winter?

It was noisy outside, and the cries of adults and children could be heard in the distance.

There was such a big movement...

Brother Zhao came out of the kitchen, his face turned pale: "Husband!"

"Go and get two bundles of straw." Fang Zichen hurriedly ordered and went back to the house to copy a quilt, and then from I picked up a basket from the corner of the courtyard and ran outside.

When Xun Sheng arrived at the west end of the village, he saw more than a dozen people scurrying around at the foot of the mountain. There was a large black mass of wasps in the sky, and the buzzing sound made everyone feel frightened. Several children were being held in the arms of adults. Son's run.

Can you run?

They ran along the field ridge, the curve of running, the straight line of wasps flying...

While Fang Zichen searched for the figures of his three sons, he asked Brother Zhao to light a fire. After searching for a long time, he finally saw it, good boy. Zai and his younger brother fell at the end of the crowd. The three little guys were howling and screaming, as if they were dead parents. They were crying with snot and tears on their faces. The little boy's face was as big as a bun, but now it is bigger than him. His plate was almost too big. If Gungundan wasn't next to him, still wearing the same clothes as in the morning, Fang Zichen would never have recognized him.

He didn't leave his brother behind and ran by himself. Although he was very strong, if he had only one brother, he could carry him and run as if he were playing. But with two of them, they would be as big as him. He couldn't hold one of them, let alone one. What's more, there were two of them. They were already exhausted from running down the mountain with one in each hand. But when they saw the wasp, they were still chasing them. Their rolling balls were so painful that they cried out of breath. While calling him "Guo Guo Guo Guo Guo Guo Guo Guo Guo Guo Guo Guo Guo Guo Guo Guo Guo Guo Guo Guo Guo Guo" for help, he quickly took off his clothes to cover their heads. Fang Zichen covered his head and came over. He threw the quilt over and drove the wasps away. A large basket covered the three children. He also squatted down and hid under the quilt.

"Father, wuwuwu..." Guaizi called him in a crying tone.

Fang Zichen's voice came out from under the quilt, and he was a little muffled: "Er, are you okay?"

"Father, my dear, it hurts!" He said vaguely.

He was breathing so loudly that Fang Zichen could hear him, which showed that he was tired.

"Father..." Gungundandan also cried and called him. Fang Zichen opened a gap, stretched out his hand, pushed the basket up, and handed three pieces of candy into the basket.

After giving the candy, Fang Zichen hurriedly covered the basket.

The three snackers had something to eat, and they immediately forgot about crying.

The wasps were afraid of fire and did not dare to get close to the fire. There was a bundle of firewood in the field nearby. It must have been chopped by the villagers on the mountain. After being chased by the wasp, they threw it into the field. Zhao Geer took a few firewood and put it in, calling Those who are panicking and running around come here quickly.

The villagers also rushed over and lit several more fires before driving the wasps away.

Chapter 378

Brother Zhao opened the basket and took a look. Three children were huddled in a pile and raised their heads.

Mrs. Jia's family raised a big pork pig, and the family hoped to make some money by selling it during the Chinese New Year. They fed it well and cut several baskets of grass for it every day. Brother Zhao wanted to buy one and take it home during the Chinese New Year. It was slaughtered to celebrate the New Year, so I went to Mrs. Jia's house to see it. As soon as he approached the pig pen, the pig thought it was the owner's feeding, so it ran to the fence and looked up at him with a groan. The pig was They look exactly like his three children.

Pouty mouth, fat head and big ears, eyes squeezed into slits.

Brother Zhao's heart was choked and he was speechless for a moment.

These three may be pig demons, or maybe the way he lifts the basket is wrong.

Lifting the lid again and again, Brother Zhao wanted to cry.

His three adorable children were all gone in just one morning.

The child was so swollen that Fang Zichen didn't dare to recognize it, so he took it home. Xiaofeng was even more frightened. Uncle Tang was so distressed that he almost shed tears. Brother Zhao asked Zhang Quan to hitch a carriage and wanted to take the child to the town. .

Zhang Quan usually loved these children the most, but now the children were no longer human. It was so serious that he didn't dare to delay at all and left quickly.

Zichen looked at the boy from above the car. His face was swollen, but the most swollen part was his little mouth. The hardest hit area looked like four sausages nailed to it. He must have been stung many times.

In the past, in Xiaohe Village, they would lie down in the grass to catch crickets, and when they touched a hornet's nest, the wasps wouldn't sting anywhere else, but just stung his little pink mouth. The same thing happened now. Was it his son's mouth that made the wasps hate him?

And why did he go to the west end of the village to play? When he asked, Fang Zichen immediately wanted to beat him.

How dare a wasp go there with two bottles of oil? Who would it sting if it didn't sting you? There were so many wasps just now, and the wasp nest was probably quite big. He was really good at smashing it, and no one else in the world had such courage.

Brother Zhao saw him criticizing the children, but as he spoke, he praised himself again, and sighed helplessly.

When they arrived in town, the good boy coyly said: "Daddy, the good boy's hair is messy. Can daddy tie it up first?"

Brother Zhao: "..."

Fang Zichen: "... "

How long has it been, and he still cares about his hair style?"

Why is she so stinky? What virtue!

As soon as the three children were carried down, the people around them gasped when they saw it, and then they wanted to laugh.

It's really hard to bear, the three dolls are so swollen that it makes people laugh.

Fang Zichen heard that he wanted to replace other people's children. They looked like this... The three children's eyes were all swollen like eggs and like Ultraman. Looking from a distance, they could see a mouth, fat. He was so cute and his nose was bubbling, he was definitely going to make a joke, but he couldn't laugh at him.

The old doctor pursed his lips the whole time and endured the sight of the three children. He prescribed some medicine and said that he could just go back and wipe the children. He would keep an eye on the children later. Too many wasp stings would kill them. The first child He was also stung by wasps and sent here, but it was a hot day and the child was wearing thin clothes and was stung all over his body. When he was sent here, he was dead.

These words frightened Brother Zhao, and he hugged Guaizi tightly all the way back.

"Dad, I'm sorry. The good boy caused trouble and harmed the little brother." The good boy lowered his head and apologized with red eyes: "The good boy didn't protect my brother."

Brother Zhao touched his head, and the hair under his palm was soft. 's: "Don't go next time. Wasps are very dangerous. Dad is very pleased that you didn't abandon your brother in the battle. But it's not your fault that you didn't protect your brother. You are still young. No matter now or in the future, if something happens to you, Protect yourself first. Only when you protect yourself can you protect others, so you don't have to apologize to daddy. "

How did you know that the hornet's nest was so big? The chests of several friends were slapping loudly, and they seemed very powerful and awesome. It looked like the wasp's nest was almost as big as a backpack. As soon as it was knocked down, the wasp came out buzzing. The friends were frightened and ran around. The good boy wanted to use urine to fill the wasp's nest, but later he felt that his behavior might Some were overestimating their own abilities and couldn't flood the hornet's nest, so they hurriedly took their younger brother and ran away.

Now Gungundan was applying medicine and fell asleep. Fang Zichen carried the good boy over and kissed the back of his hand that had not survived the disaster. The good boy buried him in his arms and gave him a grandma's call.

Fang Zichen laughed: "Now you can no longer be the most handsome boy, you can only be a little bitch, what should you do!"

The good boy: "..."

The good boy covered his mouth, not wanting to give him anything. He said: "Father, the bad guy."

"The big bad guy is also handsome, unlike some people who are ugly." Fang Zichen closed his eyes, as if he was frightened: "Oh, it's too scary, I don't dare to look at it. ."

The good boy chuckled and pried off his eyelids, trying to get Fang Zichen to look at him.

The two father and son started to quarrel again.

People in the village like to suffer from minor and major illnesses. Seeing that the children are "all right" now, they probably won't take them to see the doctor. Brother Zhao asked the doctor to prescribe more medicine and bought a few kilograms of candy from the snack shop. and dried fruits. When I got home, I took the medicine and dried candies to visit the house.

After asking the children about the incident, they knew that the good boy had been implicated. At this moment, the man who thought he was the father came and knocked on the door. Everyone was panicked and worried, thinking that he was here to ask for guilt. Later, they found out that the man came to deliver medicine. What happened? I was a little embarrassed and kept saying I was sorry.

Brother Zhao felt that there was nothing to be sorry for. The children had good intentions and no one was forcing their own son to go there. It was neither deception nor force, so it was no wonder.

Moreover, he did not teach his children that this thing was dangerous and should not be touched, so the good boy did not know how powerful the wasps were.

After this experience, he would probably have to take a detour when he saw a wasp in the future.

The candy and dried fruits he brought were expensive. Although the family only gave away half a catty, you could tell at a glance that they were not cheap ones. Everyone had seen them in the store before, and they would never be willing to buy them after asking the price. If they were ordinary At that time, everyone must keep it and give some to relatives during the New Year. This is a decent gift, and there is no need to spend money to buy it in the town. But the child doesn't look like a person at the moment, and the pain is still there. The howl like a slaughtered pig turned out to be the meat falling off the body. I was also distressed, so I took some to comfort the child.

As soon as the little ones ate the candy, they stopped crying immediately.

After Gungun woke up, he was sensible. He even touched the boy and asked him if it hurt. He wanted to give him a snort. Then he crawled under the bed and touched half of the hairy bun that he had secretly hidden. They came out and handed it to Guaizi: "Guo Guo, Xi, it doesn't hurt."

They only saw that Guaizi was swollen, but they couldn't see their own swelling, and they applied the medicine and it cooled down, and it didn't hurt at all. Guaizi looked like that, They felt that Guaizi had suffered.

Seeing the three troubled brothers hugging each other and comforting each other, Brother Zhao felt warm in his heart.

There are many children in the family. It is said that having more brothers can help each other, but this is not always the case. In some families, brothers are respectful to each other, while some brothers regard each other as 'enemies' because of their parents' attention.

Not only is this the case in wealthy families, but it is also the case in the village. The village is more particular. The parents live together and the brothers live together. The daughter-in-law is always at odds over trivial things. Even if she cooks too many meals, she feels like she has eaten them. Unfortunately, the man in charge of the house can't do anything about it. If he doesn't care about what's going on in the room at night, there will be quarrels. But if he takes care of it, he'll quarrel with his brothers. After all, what's more important is what's in the room and the children. If you can't do it, separate the family, and we're parents, so what do you think? Why give the land at the head of the village to Lao San? Why not give it to me? That land is the best. You are too partial. Lao San, I have taken care of you since you were a child. If you still regard me as your second brother, just give it to me. That land let me.

But who can remember what happened when we were young?

Just remember those feelings, in the face of this kind of thing, most of them feel that it is not worth mentioning and won't let it go.

OK! You ungrateful white-eyed wolf, don't call me brother again, I don't have a brother like you.

After the families are divided in the village, how many brothers can still communicate with each other?

The four children at Mrs. Jia's house were making a scene earlier!

Brother Zhao has seen too much and just wants to teach his children better. Gungun is his brother and he will eventually get married, but Dandan wants to stay at home. He hopes that the two children will love each other and support each other. In the future, he and his husband If you take the first step, the good boy won't be alone.

The good boy has grown up and knows how to love his younger brother. Now looking at Dandan, he seems to be a loyal person.

After all, this boy regards food as his life. He hid this half bun for most of the month and refused to eat it. When he was usually hungry, Brother Zhao often saw him looking under the bed. There were times when he couldn't bear it anymore and had to reach out. I took it, and when I was about to touch the buns, I held back forcefully.

I can use it to 'coax' the good boy, which shows that I also know how to love my brother.

Fang Zichen went to the next door to buy a few kilograms of dried corn and came back, asking Brother Zhao to make some popcorn for the three children.

It was because I had no snacks that I suffered this hardship.

Popcorn is easy to make, and there is still candy at home. Once it is made, not only the three children, but also Brother Zhao and Xiaofeng love to eat it.

The good boy sat in Fang Zichen's arms, swaying his two short legs, and was very satisfied with the meal. He still remembered to feed Fang Zichen one: "It's so good, father is so good."

Seeing the good boy, he smiled heartlessly . Fang Zichen breathed a sigh of relief when he got up.

The next day, men from all villages flocked to the town. As soon as the Yamen opened, everyone was clamoring to sign up.

Fang Zichen felt a little scared when he looked at it. When there was a discount in the supermarket, the aunts and uncles didn't make such a big show of grabbing the goods.

"Are you mistaken? I am recruiting soldiers here, not recruiting workers."

"Sir, we know."

"Have you thought about it clearly? Have you discussed it with your family?" Fang Zichen asked again.

"We discussed it. My mother said that you are a good officer, sir, and the conscription is for the good of our people, so my mother asked me to come."

"My father said the same thing." "My

grandfather asked me to come, saying that this is a way out. "Hey, it's a rare opportunity."

I had never seen these faces before, and they didn't look like they had come to work before. When I asked, it turned out that they were from Wanxin Village, which was far away from the boss of Pingxiang Village.

"Where did the news about chemical fertilizers go?" Fang Zichen was surprised.

The young man said: "My sister came back a few days ago and said that she was married in Niuli Village."

This is the case in the village. For example, in Pingxiang Village, if a daughter-in-law is married from Anping Village, when the daughter-in-law returns to her parents' home and tells her, everyone in Anping Village will know about it. But Anping County married a daughter-in-law in the next village again. When the daughter-in-law went back and told her, everyone in the next village knew about it.

How can we wait until we return to our parents' home on the second day of junior high school to talk about this kind of thing?

They are all like Li Cuihua, Lu, and Wang Geer, who spread the news to ten and hundreds of people. The paper mill has been built for more than half a year, and no one in remote places like Niuli Village knows about it, but the fertilizer factory is just one thing. Everyone knows how long it has been out.

The paper mill recruits workers from several nearby villages, and Niuli Village is far away from Pingxiang Village! If you know it, what's the use of saying it? And they don't use any paper, they have nothing to do with it, and they can't get anything out of it. The foreign wives in Pingxiang Village won't go to their parents' homes to tell them. Maybe if they do, they will show off, or their parents may think that their men will join the factory. What should I do if I always find an excuse to come home to borrow money when I work there? Or if you ask for help, will you help me?

Fertilizers are different. Even if they can't work in a fertilizer factory, the people in the village, who specialize in farming to make a living, who wouldn't use something that can make crops grow well? This is of real benefit to the common people and is closely related to it, so it must be spread.

Moreover, these soldiers were recruited to serve as their backing and protective line for Qianzhou, and they were not going to the border, so there was nothing wrong with them.

"Sir, you are a good official, we listen to you."

Fang Zichen swelled up and felt like he was in a state of ecstasy.

Just ask who can respond to everything like him?

I've only been in Ganzhou for a year! He is truly the strongest king in history. If he could just roll on the bed and have a good boy wash his feet and rub his shoulders, he would be directly at the pinnacle of his life.

The leader is afraid that no one will come here, so as long as he can still breathe, he will accept them first. Now, he has to pick and choose.

Don't do it if you're under sixteen, don't do it if you're over thirty, you must be in good health and free of defects and hidden diseases.

Although thirty is considered a prime age in modern times, the people in the village work too hard, and the body is already somewhat damaged at the age of thirty. If you continue to undergo arduous training, your body may not be able to withstand it.

Upon hearing this, everyone could probably guess the reason and didn't make a fuss.

All the doctors in the town were summoned and checked one by one.

The battle was huge and the inspection was strict. Everyone became more rigorous and still felt very nervous, fearing that the official would say they were not suitable.

Conditions were limited, so it was impossible to do what we have in modern times. In the last four counties, a total of more than 3,000 people were recruited. The nine villages in Anhe County and the people in southern Sichuan were the most enthusiastic to sign up. They were persecuted by bandits. For many years, I probably have known that bandits are so rampant. First, the officials are useless, and second, they have no soldiers in southern Shu, so people go to the streets and villages to rob, and there are no officers or soldiers to protect them.

They are now joining the army enthusiastically. Three years later, Dayuan and Beiqi Company captured several counties in Jizhou. Countless refugees fled in ragged clothes. Near Jizhou, you can even watch the fires and smoke in Jizhou. Roll.

Seeing that the attack was about to reach the border of Quzhou, the imperial court still did not send troops. These soldiers followed Fang Zichen to guard the border of Quzhou. The enemy was unable to come in, and was even chased by Fang Zichen to the door of his hometown. Everyone was extremely worried. Fortunately, it was fortunate that the adults conscripted troops and built an indestructible protective shield for their Quzhou, otherwise Quzhou would have fallen like Jizhou now.

...

There were more than 4,000 and nearly 5,000 people, which was really beyond expectations. Fang Zichen sorted out the lists submitted by several neighboring counties. In some families, three or four brothers had all signed up. But in this case, even if they all met the conditions, Fang Zichen would not accept them all, and would only accept two people at most. Otherwise, all the young men in the family would be gone, and only the old, weak, sick and disabled would be left in the family. Who would do the work in the fields?

After crossing out some of them, more than 3,800 people were left.

It seems like a lot, but it's still not enough. In Daxia, there are mostly eight thousand or more guard troops. These people are brought back and trained, and then distributed to various counties. A county has three hundred to five hundred, and a city has If there are more, there will be more. Now there are only more than 3,000 people, which is still far away, but this is what we can do for now.

When the conscription began, Fang Zichen asked his colleagues to recruit people to build a training ground outside Ganzhou City. However, the accommodation houses had not been built yet, so they could only live in the place where the soldiers used to live. Even though it was a little far outside the city, it was still possible. There is no other way.

The training ground is wide and large, and all the training facilities inside are according to modern times. Fang Zichen was forced by his grandfather to train in the army for a period of time, I understand.

Fang Zichen wanted to send Shi Linjie to take the Qin family soldiers there to train the new soldiers.

Looking at the recruit training schedule and plan on paper, Shi Linjie didn't quite understand it.

Modern recruit training mainly includes formation, physical fitness, tactics, bombing and other training.

Now it's time to train in formation and physical fitness. These two are practiced first, and tactics are put on hold a little later.

One is that there are no rules, and the other is physical strength.

Fighting in ancient times is not like modern times. On the battlefield, you are either being chased by the enemy or chasing the enemy yourself. A battle cannot be completed in half an hour. It takes physical strength to swing a sword. After just two blows, I lost all my strength. My hand was soft and I slashed at the enemy without breaking the skin. Isn't this funny? When the enemy attacks you, can you still shout, "No more fighting, no more fighting, give me a breather, and we'll fight again later"?

The simplest and fastest way to improve your physical fitness and endurance is to run.

This training method is different from what Shi Linjie was exposed to. He was in the Qin family and often helped train soldiers in the team. The Qin family did not do this, but he followed him during the last bandit suppression, and the good boy was at the front. The posture of the stick made him scared.

Can ordinary children do this?

If the stick is hit with no force or huge lethality, how can the bandit not get up directly?

It was the same when I was sparring with the soldiers at the General's Mansion. After fighting for a long time, the soldiers were panting heavily from exhaustion and their movements were obviously sluggish. But the good boy, the young master, was still alive and kicking, as if nothing was wrong. When the young master provoked him, he He knocked down the little soldier in a few seconds, and then ran up to the eldest young master without even sitting on the ground to rest. He said he wanted to eat chicken. The eldest young master took him to the main hall, and then sat next to him with the master on the left and right. , he smiled so crookedly that he couldn't even see his teeth, and he fucked a chicken in succession. The master loved him and broke off the buns and fed him one mouthful at a time. He also ate two, but he didn't choke to death. They were so tired from training. When I'm very old, sometimes I can't even drink porridge, let alone chicken and steamed buns.

He found out clearly that the good boy was trained by the adults himself, and it only lasted a few years.

Although Shi Linjie didn't know the intention at the moment, he did it without saying anything.

The young man who was drafted was so happy that he went home to pack his baggage and stayed for another two days. It was time to say goodbye. The next day, his family was sent to the town and they said goodbye again.

Qianzhou is far away from Anping County! It takes two and a half days to ride a horse.

It was the first time for the men to leave home and go to such a far away place. They felt a little panic, but mostly they were curious and yearning.

They were finally able to leave the village and see the outside world.

The family members were reluctant to leave, with red eyes, telling the men to take care of themselves outside.

The soldiers of the Qin family maintained order, asked everyone to line up, and gave each person eight steamed buns.

There were so many people that the horse-drawn carriage was unlucky, so we had to walk all the way. The buns were considered food on the road.

Fang Zichen is here to boost morale again. You are good, you are real men, and you are the strong backing of our people in Qianzhou. There is death in life, which may be heavier than Mount Tai or lighter than a feather. Death is not terrible, and poverty is not terrible either. , the terrible thing is that I came to this world in vain, achieved nothing while alive, and no one remembers me when I died. The leader of the Great Plains came to the continent next to us and massacred thousands of our Daxia people. This is sorrow and shame. It is also a lesson. We must be strong and let everyone know that we, the people of Daxia and the men of Ganzhou, are the strongest and the least easy to mess with. We men must protect our families, protect the people, and protect us. Daxia, whoever dares to touch us, we will kill them all and serve as soldiers to defend the country. This is a hero. It is amazing that you can boast of this step. I would like to thank you for everyone

... The recruits were originally a little sad about leaving, but now they were completely excited when they heard this.

Those men who had not been conscripted also came to join in the fun. Now they were beating their chests and feet, their eyes were covered with mist, and they looked at the men who were conscripted with envy.

Fang Zichen changed the topic and encouraged those men who were not selected: "Three hundred and sixty, if you are a top scholar, you should serve the country instead of serving as a soldier or an official. Don't be discouraged if you are not selected. Ordinary people If you work diligently and honestly and don't do anything that harms others or Daxia, you are also contributing to the country and doing things for the people."

So everyone was confused.

When did they become so good at farming? Why don't they know?

Fang Zichen raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet: "Soldiers are not made of iron. They also need to eat and wear clothes. You may not have known before that why our court collects taxes and where does the food you handed in go? What's the point of paying it in?"

People in the town probably knew about this, but most people in the village didn't understand. They only knew that they had to pay taxes, and if they didn't pay taxes, they would be taken away.

Quzhou is really poor, as you can tell from the fact that the head of the village doesn't know a single word.

Fang Zichen's voice was steady and powerful: "The taxes you pay are the food rations for us officials. Our court transports the food to the front lines and stores it in the national treasury. You work hard and feed your families. It's amazing. You feed hundreds of officials in the court. It's amazing." , fed thousands of officers and soldiers who defended their homes and the country, so that they would be rewarded for their efforts and did not have to go hungry. It was amazing. The year before last, there was a drought in Yanzhou, so the court allocated funds and transported food there. The people who were killed in Yanzhou relied on those money and rice grains. , after overcoming the difficulties, where did the rice and grain come from? It was handed over by you people. You are amazing. The officers and soldiers protect you, but you also protect them in another way. It's all mutual. They are amazing, and you are equally amazing. "Amazing."

Everyone understood the large paragraph of vernacular, and they couldn't describe how they felt. Their eyes were wet, and they felt aggrieved, happy, satisfied, excited, and excited. All the emotions came rushing up, like never before. When people tell them this, no one says to them, the poor people who are illiterate and can only make a living in the fields, that you are actually great too.

No one has ever said this, and even they themselves do not think they are great. But now, adults say that they are also useful. They are not people who are useless to Daxia. Even if they are farming, they are covered in sweat and mud every day. , dirty, but they are also useful. They have also contributed to Daxia, and they have been affirmed.

It was not given by others, it was said by the adults themselves.

This word spread faster than the fertilizer issue. In just two days, several neighboring counties knew about it.

What do the unknown poor need most? Maybe it's a mouthful of rice or a tael of silver, but if you give them these, they will be happy and grateful, but they won't want anything else.

But being recognized, Fang Zichen's words made them more satisfied than that bite of rice.

Not becoming an official, but becoming a soldier, is useful to Daxia and the people, and they are also useful to the common people.

These words may seem like nothing to others, but for the people who have never been recognized, who feel that they live at the bottom, and who feel that they are as humble as dust, they are like dew coming to the dry and cracked fields.

Come alive.

The good boy's small and swollen eyes were shining, and he looked at Fang Zichen with admiration. When he came back from the town, he kept holding his hand, clenching his fists, and his little heart was beating loudly.

Those uncles, sisters and aunts said that my father was a good official and the best official they had ever seen. They all cried and knelt down in front of their father!

Brother Zhao was equally excited. Fang Zichen stood in front of the Yamen. His tall and upright figure spoke those words in a low, gentle and majestic tone, as if with magic. His whole body seemed to be shining, making people awe and yet afraid to near.

Brother Zhao came close to him and held one of his hands.

Fang Zichen's husband on his left and his son on his right also felt their hearts were full.

"Father," the boy looked up at him: "You are so awesome. You must be as kind as your father in the future."

Fang Zichen smiled: "Low-key, low-key, today I just blew it, your father's The great thing is not just about deceiving people."

Brother Zhao: "..."

If anyone else hears this, I'm afraid they will all be moved in vain.

When Fang Zichen returned home, everyone in the village looked at him differently. Fang Zichen didn't care. He took another basket and led the boy up the mountain.

Damn it.

If he dared to sting his three sons, it would be impossible for these wasps not to raid their nests and colonize them.

The boy had a fierce look on his face, clenching his fists and running ahead to lead the way.

At this moment, the hornet's nest as big as a basin has fallen to the ground. Everyone in the village wants to take it home and eat two bites of meat, but they can't move. Everyone has seen the tragic thing that happened that morning. Not to mention the children, even the people who cut firewood on the mountain and those who worked at the foot of the mountain ran away. They were stung and most of the people in the village were swollen. Who dared to move!

At this moment, Fang Zichen arrived at the ground. The wasp in front was frightened. At this moment, there were more than a dozen worker bees buzzing around the nest. Fang Zichen took out a bamboo tube and lit it. Thick smoke suddenly came out of the bamboo tube. He threw it Next to the beehive, the dozens of worker bees soon took their rest. Fang Zichen ran over, covered the hornet's nest with a basket, lit a bamboo tube and stuffed it into the basket.

The good boy kept shouting oh yeah oh yeah, and then jumped: "Father, take them away, they love to sting a lot of people."

After waiting for half an hour, thinking that the wasps must have fainted, Fang Zichen carefully opened the basket and removed the wasp nest. He put it in the backpack and took the boy back home. Before he reached the foot of the mountain, he saw Brother Zhao coming.

"Are you okay?"

Fang Zichen snorted: "I've already taken action myself, what else can happen? Go home and fry the wasps for your children!"

Brother Zhao looked into the basket and was shocked. He didn't expect this The hornet's nest was bigger than expected, and these children were really desperate.

There are several women planting vegetables in the fields at the foot of the mountain.

This field was first used to plant crops, and now it is harvested, so it becomes vacant. Some families have small vegetable plots, and they have a lot to eat in the winter and don't have much to dig for wild vegetables, so they have to plant it in the field.

Chapter 379:

Several women kept their hands busy, raking the fields with their hoes, and their mouths were not idle.

The place is a little further away, and everyone's voice becomes louder.

"Brother Wang, wasn't your boy Qian'er stung? Is he feeling better now?"

"Much better. Qian'er was in so much pain that he couldn't sleep at night. I didn't hear him shouting anymore today, but I heard that the gang After the conscripts wanted to go to Quzhou for training, he kept shouting that he also wanted to be a soldier.

"My boy also refused to listen. His father whipped him and he even complained about him. " Come on, dad."

"Why are you complaining?"

"Why is his dad not a magistrate? If he were a magistrate, he would be able to have special privileges and become a soldier."

Some people didn't understand: "What privileges? ?"

A husband laughed: "My boy said that the good young master has special privileges, so he can join the army if he wants to."

"But I saw the young master today!"

"The good young master didn't go. ," At this point, the husband laughed: "The prefect always forgets to take the stick when he goes to the latrine, and he doesn't know how to look for it. The young master said that when he went there, there would be no one to look for the stick for scraping the buttocks of the prefect. The wooden stick that Mr. Fang found was not good for shaving his buttocks, but the stick that the young master broke worked well. The prefect cannot live without people, so he has to stay at home to take care of him."

Brother Zhao: "..."

Fang Zichen: " ······"

Brother Zhao snorted and couldn't help laughing. The women in the front field were also laughing.

There was no doubt at all about the authenticity of this statement.

They just say it! Your Excellency, a scholar, not only can write articles and read, but also understands things in the field. How can there be such a person in the world who knows everything! It turns out that Mr. Fang is not good at everything. They can't do something as simple as finding a piece of wood. I heard that the master in the county is from Guang'an Village, although it is dozens of miles away from their Pingxiang Village. It's a bit far away, but I've heard it said that I can't do anything on weekdays except reading, and I can't even pick up my chopsticks if I drop them!

Finding a poop stirring stick is much harder than picking up chopsticks. There is also knowledge here. Some wooden sticks will itch when touched, so you cannot use them to wipe your butt. Some are too slippery or have thorns on them. .

Fang Zichen immediately turned to look at Guaizi. Guaizi raised his head. He knew that he was probably going to die. He smiled flatteringly at Fang Zichen. At this moment, Fang Zichen saw that his mouth was still swollen, so he asked, why is that wasp like that? He loves to sting his little mouth. Now that he knows it, what is he doing with his mouth now that it doesn't sting? Are you spreading rumors about him everywhere?

Fang Zichen's chest rose and fell, and he handed the basket to Brother Zhao, looked around, and found a piece of wood.

There were a lot of twigs falling at the foot of the mountain, and Fang Zichen picked one up at random.

Everyone was talking and laughing when suddenly a small figure jumped over, so fast that it caused a gust of wind.

Everyone looked over and saw their prefect holding a wooden stick and chasing the good young master.

The little boy ran so fast that his legs were no longer visible.

Everyone paused.

My dear, this young master looks so short. I never thought he could run so fast, even more powerful than that big dog raised by adults.

Fang Zichen was so angry that he felt like his whole life's reputation had been ruined: "You little bastard, don't run away."

"I've beaten my children too many times. I've beaten my children too many times. My father is inhumane. Is there any kindness? Please save my good boy."

Fang Zichen slapped the boy on the buttocks with a wooden stick. The boy suddenly jumped up and held his buttocks, shouting: "It hurts, my father has no conscience."

Fang Zichen almost gritted his teeth: "You little bastard. " He also said, "

Brother Zhao was laughing from behind, almost unable to straighten his waist.

Guaizi was chased by Fang Zichen from the west to the east of the village, and then from the east to the west of the village. Fang Zichen was panting, and Guaizi ran ahead with a smile, which he found quite exciting.

Fang Zichen looked at his little figure with a dull look. This kid really didn't train in vain. He has been busy this year and hasn't done much exercise. Now he is not very good. He can't even catch up with his son. It seems that he is still You have to take time to exercise, otherwise you won't be able to teach your son a lesson in the future.

When the good boy saw him stop, he kept his little feet in place, looked back and smiled, with a pig-headed face, waving his hands: "Your Majesty, come and arrest me."

Fang Zichen: "..."

Your Majesty doesn't want to come and arrest me. You, the king want to vomit.

Brother Zhao ignored them. After returning home, he sat in the yard and picked up bee pupae. There was a hard shell on the outside of the hornet's nest, which he tore off. There was also a white film covering the top of the hornet's nest. He tore off the white film and picked out the inside. The bee pupae are ready. The bee pupae are white and fat. Some are still insects, and some have spread their legs. They look like wasps, but they are still white. This kind of young pupae will not move after they come out of the peak room. , but the bee pupae were not yet fully developed, and they kept squirming in the basket. Fang Zichen just came in from the yard door carrying the back collar of the good boy. When he saw the big meat worms in the basket, his whole face turned pale. .

Brother Zhao heard a bang on the door, and Fang Zichen disappeared.

The good boy ran over: "Dad, good boy, here to help you, ah, does Simo have bugs?"

"These are wasp larvae!" Brother Zhao said, "wasps were bugs when they were young."

The good boy blinked his eyes. "Is that so?"

Brother Zhao glanced at him and didn't ask Fang Zichen how he dealt with him. Anyway, he probably didn't take any action. His husband doted on his son very much. If he really got angry, it was just a pinch. Maybe With a symbolic slap, there was no need to worry that he would beat his son: "You can bring it to your uncle Zhang Quan later and they will fry it for you."

"For Simo?"

"Your father is afraid, so he won't leave the house alone. It's fried." Brother Zhao said.

The good boy picked up a bee bug and put it in his hand. The bee bug was very lively and kept flipping in his palm. It was fat and looked very cute. The good boy didn't know why his father was afraid. This thing was not Crabs are scary when it comes to biting people!

This thing goes best with wine. After picking it up, I filled a big plate full of it.

Zhang Quan and others set up tents at the paper mill, where they rest here on weekdays. They saw Guaizi carrying a basket on his arm and leading Gungun Egg over. Knowing the purpose of their visit, Zhang Quan stared at the plate of bee pupae and wanted to Drooling.

There is a canteen in the paper mill, and several brothers and girls brought back from southern Sichuan are working in it. Now Zhang Quan asked them to help fry the bee pupae, which were brown and fragrant when they came out of the pot.

Zhang Quan invited the few imperial guards staying here to eat together.

This stuff is delicious but rare.

The hornet's nest is built on a lush tree, or hidden in the grass, or under a dark and cool soil bag. It is difficult to find, and it is difficult to find it in the capital. Thanks to Zhang Quan and Shi Linjie at the moment. Yue Li left from Xia Jinghong and the Qin family, and Fang Zichen only left them after asking after them. Otherwise, there would be thirty imperial guards and forty Qin family soldiers, a total of seventy people. Fang Zichen felt that he had more than two hundred people a month. There is absolutely no way Yueli can support so many people. If he is asked to leave Yueli, he would rather not have people and just stay here when he comes to Quzhou. If that doesn't work, he would just bring two more bricks with him when he goes out.

Zhang Quan and his friends have a very generous monthly schedule. They can drink wine worth tens of renminbi per kilogram from time to time. Now they take one sip and sound intoxicated, as if they have taken some magical medicine and become immortals, and are going to the Paradise. , very beautiful.

Guaizi fed Gungun Dandan a few bees, and then ate a few more himself. It was indeed crunchy and fragrant. When he was satisfied, he stared at Zhang Quan: "Uncle, is this wine so delicious?"

"Hmm!"

The boy was so curious: "Does it taste like chicken?"

Zhang Quan smiled: "No."

"How many flavors does it have?"

"No."

The boy frowned: "Then it tastes good?"

"It must taste good. I can't live without this stuff." Zhang Quan touched his head: "Although it's not as good as Guilin Brewing in Jingmancheng, it tastes good in the mouth." It's mellow and rich, with a long and sweet taste after drinking. It's soft and not spicy, but it has a different taste. You will understand when you grow up."

He said that the good boy was curious and looked at his bowl with burning eyes. It was like that in the capital. Son, the father and son of the Zhao family also like to drink some wine when eating. The good boy was very curious at the time and wanted to take a sip, but the Zhao family did not give it to him. He crawled under the dining table and touched Zhao Yunlan while he was not paying attention. , stretched his hand into his bowl, wanted to lick it twice to see what the taste was, Brother Zhao whipped him, he was honest for a long time, now he looked outside, Brother Zhao was not here, and he was away from home. He felt that this place was very safe, so he asked Zhang Quan if he could have a little drink. Zhang Quan thought for a while, raised the bowl and fed him a sip.

The wine was spicy and choking, and the boy couldn't swallow it. He stood up and kept fanning his mouth: "It's so spicy, it's so spicy."

Several people nearby jumped when they saw him, and they suddenly started laughing.

The good boy felt that this wine was really unpleasant to drink: "Father is right, this wine really smells like horse urine."

"Horse urine?" Zhang Quan was stunned for a moment: "What does horse urine smell like, your father?" How do you understand?"

Guaizi didn't even think about it: "You can understand birds after drinking. Uncle, are you stupid?"

Zhang Quan: "..."

This may be the truth.

If you are a shameless person, you may not be willing to buy wine, and you may not drink horse urine! Moreover, the adults are afraid of Mr. Fang. People in the house don't like men drinking. The adults may not be able to drink. If they are greedy, they can only drink horse urine.

After all, the two are quite similar.

The few people around just thought that Fang Zichen was too heavy-handed. They knew he was powerful before, but now they felt that he was even more powerful - he dared to drink horse urine, so brave!

The good boy was very generous: "Uncle, father said this stuff is expensive. If you want to drink it, you can go and pick up Xiaobai's urine."

Xiaobai was the horse given to him by Butler Qin.

Zhang Quan declined.

The good boy ate another bee pupa: "Uncle, don't be polite to the good boy. Xiaobai has to urinate every day. It's a waste if you don't drink. Waste is wrong. If you're sorry, be good tomorrow. I'll pick it up for you."

Zhang Quan choked. He likes to drink, but he doesn't like to drink horse urine. The taste is not as strong as adults.

The others looked at Zhang Quan's disheveled face and laughed unkindly.

The good boy didn't even know what they were laughing at. After eating some bee pupae, he led Gungundan back home.

The next day Zhang Quan quietly found Fang Zichen. He tossed and turned all night last night. He felt that drinking horse urine was really not a good behavior. Saving money is not such an economical way. There is no airtight wall in the world. If word spreads, it will always be No, I'm afraid I'll lose face.

"Sir." He said: "If you want to drink in the future, tell your subordinates, and they will buy it for you every day."

He looked cautious, and Fang Zichen was stunned for a moment, and said with some doubts: "But I don't drink! "

My lord, the master is not here." Zhang Quan said, "We are all men, and everyone knows the unspeakable secrets of men."

Fang Zichen said: "But I really don't drink it!"

He didn't look like he was lying. Zhang Quan said: "In that case, does it mean that you just like to drink horse urine?"

A look of anger flashed across Fang Zichen's face, and his tone became cold. : "You just drink horse urine. Who said I like to drink horse urine?"

That bastard! How dare you slander him like this, damn it.

Zhang Quan said: "That's what the good young master said."

Fang Zichen: "..."

This damn kid.

Before, he spread the rumor that he squatted in a manhole and didn't know how to stir up shit. Now he actually spread the rumor that he drinks horse urine. It's the other way around. It's really the other way around.

If he doesn't clean up his meal, it's probably going to be rumored that he will stand on his head and eat sex tomorrow.

Fang Zichen returned home angrily. Brother Zhao was tweeting at Gungun. He heard the noise and looked up at him. Seeing that his face was full of depression, he said, "Husband, what's wrong with you?"

Fang Zichen put his hands on his waist and looked left and right: "Er smash. " " I

went out to dig worms to feed the chickens." Brother Zhao was confused: "But what happened?"

"Brother Zhao," Fang Zichen sat next to him: "You have to take care of your eldest son."

Brother Zhao raised his eyebrows: "What's wrong with him?"

Fang Zichen slapped his thigh, filled with indignation: "You don't know, this guy is telling people everywhere that you like to drink horse urine, and people come to me to ask questions. "Hey, I asked you why you have such a hobby, that boy has disgraced you."

Brother Zhao couldn't help but get angry when he heard this.

The good boy hummed and dug up two bamboo sticks of earthworms, and returned home happily. Before he even entered the door, he saw his father waiting for him at the door.

"Daddy, are you here to wait for the good boy? Oh, daddy, you Simo Da Ren!"

The good boy was running around the room. Fang Zichen looked through the window with his balls in his arms, and the bad breath in his heart was finally gone. Out.

The rolling balls pulled at him and pointed outside in a panic: "Father, beat me, father, save the pot, save the pot."

Fang Zichen remained unmoved.

I don't want to save him.

Let him spread rumors, what the hell is going on now.

"Daddy, why are you beating Ren?" The good boy jumped up to the pillar and couldn't survive on it. Brother Zhao said bitterly: "Who told you to say outside that I drank horse urine."

"Huh?" The good boy blinked. He closed his eyes and looked very innocent: "I didn't say daddy, I just said father."

Fang Zichen: "..."

This damn kid.

It's over now.

The door was knocked, and Brother Zhao's voice came across the door, like a ghost from hell. It was gloomy, creepy, and made people's hair stand on end: "Husband, open the door."

If you open the door, you will die. If you don't, you will die. If you don't open it, I won't open it.

As the saying goes, brothers are never separated from each other in fighting a tiger, and father and son are never separated from each other in battle. In the end, the two fathers and sons were kneeling in the yard again.

"Father, do you feel any pain?" Guaizi asked quietly next to Fang Zichen.

"What do you think!" Fang Zichen pinched his face: "Why do you say I drank horse urine? It's all your fault."

The boy didn't understand: "You said the wine drops taste like horse urine."

Fang Zichen wanted to roll his eyes. : "Then I said I drank horse urine?"

"Practice is the only criterion for testing truth. Father, you have never drank it. How does Simo know the taste of horse urine? You didn't say it, but the good boy also knows it."

Fang Zichen: "·······"

I am speechless, unable to refute, but every sentence is reasonable. From now on, the donkey boy will have to be careful.

"Then father blamed you wrongly." Fang Zichen said.

"It doesn't matter, the good boy is the most generous." The good boy kissed Fang Zichen and didn't mind at all. Anyway, he was used to being beaten by Brother Zhao. Now he was still wearing thick trousers and two wooden bars were broken. Didn't feel any pain.

"Father, the good boy dreamed about Liu Liulue yesterday."

Seeing that he was a little disappointed, Fang Zichen stopped him: "What did you dream about him?"

The good boy said dullly: "He likes Xiao Dong, but Xiao Dong likes to play with the good boy. He said that Guaizi was handsome and loved Guaizi the most, so he brought a basketful of chickens and asked Guaizi to leave Xiaodong. Guaizi was just looking for a sack to put the chickens in, and Xiaofeng Guoguo shook Guaizi awake. "Hey, I told you not to laugh too much. He won't be able to sleep due to the noise. Xiao Feng Guo Guo is too annoying.

" Fang Zichen: "..."

I thought he was unhappy just because he wanted to go around, but it's really a big deal here. It's really serious.

...

Shunnan is a bit far away from Ganzhou. The Qin soldiers took the recruits for a day. They just arrived in Zhonghuan Town. They were resting outside a tea stall on the roadside. The Qin soldiers asked the stall owner to boil some hot water. The recruits brought steamed buns with them, but I didn't bring any water with me, so I drank it whenever I saw a tea stall on the road, or went to the stream.

There were two tables of pedestrians sitting in the tea shed. Under the envious eyes of those people, the recruits sat on the roadside outside. Two carriages came and stopped outside the tea shed. A tall and mighty man got out of the first carriage.

Several Qin soldiers who led the troops couldn't help but want to give him a thumbs up.

With this kind of body type, it would be very difficult for him to serve as a soldier.

Lin Xiaoxia helped Aunt Liu down, and Aunt Liu's family also came. However, the carriage they bought was small and there were too many things to carry, so Aunt Liu was picked up by Li Yanmei in the carriage.

They traveled for more than two months, taking both boats and carriages. Summer had just entered when Fang Zichen wrote the letter. The letter clearly stated that he asked the Liu family to leave the shop to them if they wanted to do business. They asked Lin Xiaoxia to bring his family over.

First in the capital, Lin Xiaoxia sent money over, and he knew that the business of the shop was still very good. He was afraid that if Lin Xiaoxia and his family left, the Liu family would not be able to keep the shop if they took over it, so Fang Zichen specially wrote an extra letter, if the Liu family wanted to take over. If the Liu family doesn't take over the shop, let Lin Xiaoxia take the letter to the prefect and ask him to take care of it. If the Liu family doesn't take over the shop, there's no need to take the letter.

The letter also stated that if the Liu family didn't want it, Lin Xiaoxia would quickly deal with the shop and come over.

It looked very urgent, and there were no hidden secrets in it. Quzhou was so poor that he didn't even have a bodyguard agency. With permission, the imperial guards asked a businessman who was going to Qinzhou to take the letter with him, and they would wait until they got there. Fang Zichen was reluctant to pay for the expedited payment when he asked the escort agency to send it there. The escort agency waited for the goods to be sent to Yuanzhou before setting off there. After going around in circles, it was already a few months after it was delivered to Yuanzhou. Lin Xiaoxia and Li Yanmei didn't dare to delay. After talking to the Liu family, she started to pack her things. She hurriedly hurriedly and didn't stop much. Fortunately, it was cold and the things could be kept for a long time. Lin Xiaoxia passed by the town and bought them all directly. I carried several cages of steamed buns with me on the road, and finally arrived at Ganzhou a few days ago.

I finished eating the steamed buns last night, and after walking for a long time today I still couldn't get a bite to eat. When I saw the tea stall, Lin Xiaoxia stopped.

The tea stall not only sells tea, but also sells some food. After all, Shunan is far away from Ganzhou City. The tea stall is built outside the town. Some people who are on the road don't want to take a detour into the city, so they often come to the tea stall to make do. Deal with a mouthful.

The food was not too expensive, and the weather was cold, so Lin Xiaoxia asked the stall owner to cook a few bowls of noodles.

Uncle Liu and Aunt Liu are not in good health and are very tired. They probably won't be able to eat the food at the party.

After sitting down, Brother Zhou saw that Aunt Liu's face was very pale, and he was a little worried: "Mom, are you okay?"

Liu Xiaowen also looked over nervously, and Aunt Liu waved her hand: "It's nothing, I'm just a little tired, Qian'er My waist hurts. Jiaojiao gave me a massage and it feels better now. "

The road is full of potholes. Young people can't stand it for two months, let alone the elderly. Lin Xiaoxia first thought about taking it slow, but Aunt Liu was afraid. It didn't matter what was delaying Fang Zichen. He could just have a good rest when he got there.

Yoyo was sitting next to her. Aunt Liu touched him, looked at the official road outside, and said happily: "We are almost to Ganzhou. I don't know how my dear boy is. I haven't seen him for many years." Aunt Liu His eyes turned red as he said: "I miss him, Brother Zhao has given birth to a pair of children, and I don't know what they look like."

Uncle Liu laughed. The closer he got to Ganzhou, the happier he felt, and so did he Although the person who wants to be a good boy is not his biological grandson, he has watched him grow up. He used to love the good boy no less than Liuliu:

"It's not bad after all. Look at how Fang Xiaozi and Zhao Geer look like You know, Mr. Fang dotes on Guaizi so much. He used to take him out every day in Yuanzhou. Every time when he came back, Guaizi didn't smile. I'm afraid he's living a comfortable life now, but he is probably taken out by Brother Zhao. There's a lot to clean up."

In Yuanzhou, the good boy was whipped almost every day, either because he was naughty or because he liked to talk nonsense. One time, Brother Zhao had a bad stomach and had to squat in the hut. After lying in bed for a long time, as soon as the good boy came out, he rushed over and hugged his legs, saying that yesterday daddy and father slept on top of each other, daddy, do you think you have a younger brother, so you dragged your younger brother into the pit? Otherwise, it wouldn't work for Simo to squat in there for so long. The good boy is going to fish for his younger brother.

Everyone was busy working in the yard at that time, and Brother Zhao was so embarrassed that he beat him up.

Brother Zhou also laughed when he thought of these things.

"You must have been beaten a lot." He looked at Yoyo: "Do you want to be a good boy?"

"Yes." Yoyo said without hesitation.

A large bowl of wide noodles was brought up, steaming hot, with some chopped green onion sprinkled on top. After sipping the noodles in the cold winter, and taking two sips of the hot soup, I couldn't be happier.

Everyone said nothing, they were all in a hurry to eat noodles, and people at the tables nearby drifted over to chat.

"These guys outside look so young!"

"No, they are just 17 or 18 years old."

"I also went to register that day, but the official said I was not suitable."

"You went too? As soon as I heard that I had to be examined and passed the test before I could stay, I knew that I couldn't do it. You still went there even though you were lame. Why did you have no self-awareness? You didn't go there to cause trouble to the adults."

"Look at you . What you said is that I'm lame and I'm eating your rice. Maybe the adults will take me in because they like me!"

"But it's not the adults who are recruiting troops in southern Shu! The adults are in charge in Anping County! Hey, it would be great if you come to our southern Sichuan. The good boy likes to eat the loquats I gave him.

He also likes the taro I gave him. He smiled when he received it and said thank you, the good boy. He looks handsome and is really cute."

The Liu and Lin families looked at each other.

Are the Guaizi and the adults they are talking about the Guaizi and Fang Zichen they know?

Didn't you say that the people here are very smart? Are you going to beat the officials at the first sight, even those who are related to you?

When Lin Xiaoxia came, he had two butcher knives hidden in the car!

Chapter 380:

Didn't it mean that the people here in Quzhou were very unruly, and the first few officials who came to serve were disabled?

When Fang Zichen wrote to him, he seriously emphasized that when they came, they should not reveal their identities or say that they were related to him, otherwise they would probably be put in sacks.

Lin Xiaoxia also made inquiries before coming here and knew that the people here had resentments against the officials. After entering Quzhou, others heard that their accent did not sound like the locals and that they were dusty and tired. They asked them where they came from and what they were doing in Quzhou.

Lin Xiaoxia knew the seriousness of the matter, but he didn't dare to tell the truth.

The few people just spoke in low voices.

Lin Xiaoxia thought for a while, finished eating the noodles and walked over to chat for a few words.

He was tall, strong, muscular, and looked very rough. Everyone was still a little scared, but the recruits were outside. If something happened, they would come in after shouting. He was not afraid at the moment. Lin Xiaoxia answered everything he asked. .

"You came from out of town! Oh, I told you earlier."

"My lord is not in Ganzhou City, but lives in Pingxiang Village, Anping County!"

"Why do you live in the village? My lord is building a factory there. The fertilizer plant has been built. "We should go back to Ganzhou."

"Your parents don't look very good, but what's wrong? If there's any trouble, you can tell the people outside that they are all newly selected soldiers this year. We ordinary people serve, and they will help you. "

"Oh, if you are tired from the journey, that's normal. The dirt road is bumpy. Not to mention that the old man can't bear it. I am a strong young man who runs seven times a night. It's a tiring trip, but just walk a few miles and it will be more comfortable when the cement road is built there."

Lin Xiaoxia and the Liu family were confused.

"What is a cement road?"

"You people from outside don't know, but adults made this road for us common people. Well, I've asked about it, and there's none outside. It's the only one in Quzhou."

Listen to this . The tone, both proud and awe-inspiring, was different from what I expected!

Shouldn't everyone get irritable and make cruel remarks when talking about the prefect? Why this attitude?

There were soldiers of the Qin family outside. Lin Xiaoxia was not sure whether Fang Zichen was really in Pingxiang Village. If Fang Zichen had already returned to Ganzhou, his trip would be in vain, so he went outside to ask.

Qin Jiabing said that the Lord is indeed still in Pingxiang Village, but he should return to Ganzhou in a few days.

Lin Xiaoxia hurried over.

The leader was afraid of catching the cold, so the car curtains were tightly covered. Now he was thinking about what the man just said about the cement road, and the two families kept looking at it with the curtains raised.

It hadn't rained for several days now, and the official road was dry. The wheels turned over and stirred up dust all over the sky. After walking for about a mile, there was a sudden noise ahead.

The official saw a car approaching and raised his hand to ask the car to stop.

Lin Xiaoxia was not afraid, but Liu Xiaowen was a little scared.

On the way to Ganzhou, when entering the city or encountering a checkpoint that required a search, the tone and demeanor of those officials were very arrogant and arrogant.

These officers and soldiers were the only remaining city guards in Quzhou City. Fang Zichen looked like he had beaten people himself. The monthly reports he received were handed in by the common people. He would kill anyone who was innocent and bullied others and oppressed the common people.

It's not easy to make money these days, who dares to be disobedient?

Moreover, after they no longer used chicken feathers as arrows, the people's attitude towards them was still more respectful than before, and the officials spoke from the bottom of their hearts. Who would feel uncomfortable hearing this? Feeling uncomfortable? Isn't this better than before? Before, people were trembling in front of them and stuttered when they spoke, but when they turned around, they were speechless.

"The road is being built here." Everyone in Ganzhou knows that you can't walk on the concrete road after it is built. Usually when you get here, you will consciously take the path opened by the side. The officer and soldier said: "Are you from out of town?"

He was very patient and his tone was kind. It was different from those he met before. Lin Xiaoxia replied: "Yes."

The officer and soldier said: "That's it." He pointed to the path that Pang'er had just dug: "You go over here. The road paved with hay cannot be walked on."

"Master Xie Guan reminds us, we understand."

The workers are laying cement and are working in full swing. It will be the Chinese New Year soon. They have been repairing the official road with Master Xie for nearly two years this year. In the past month, I have made a lot of money. I can live a good year this year. Everyone is happy and doing work. The cement is splashed all over the pants. The sky is full of dust. In the winter, I am sweating. But everyone seems to have something. He worked hard, with a smile on his face, without any supervision from the officers and soldiers.

Why are you so happy doing this?

Not to mention the Liu family who came from the village, even Lin Xiaoxia, who had traveled south and north, was confused.

He was the first to help people escort goods, and he was out every year. When the official roads were being repaired, the faces of the men who were recruited were all sad, exhausted, and looked lifeless. Helping others seems like digging an enemy's ancestral grave. He is excited and excited. However, something seems wrong. He probably cannot be so active in doing his own work, as if he is ill.

A straight and clean cement road came into view ahead. It was not covered with straw and was walkable. Lin Xiaoxia immediately drove on it. As soon as the wheels started to move, the difference became apparent.

Not bumpy at all, just stable.

The Liu family also stopped the carriage and stepped on it.

"This is a cement road? How is it made? It works, it works."

Uncle Liu smiled and felt that Fang Zichen was different. This guy had a smart mind and many tricks. He could manage this kind of road. It would be like replacing them. Come on, I can't think of anything, I don't know how to do it.

Aunt Liu returned to the Liu family's carriage and looked at the concrete road for a long time before she looked away. She looked at Liu Liu, patted the back of Liu Liu's hand with her rough and wrinkled old hands, and said seriously: "When you get to Uncle Fang's house, you have to follow Uncle Fang. Study hard, do you understand what your Uncle Fang and Uncle Zhao say?"

Liuyou nodded: "I know."

Liuyou studied very well in the academy because he was introduced by Mr. Qin, and later he knew that he was related to Fang Zichen. , the masters mostly take care of him, but he is also motivated, studies hard, and has good knowledge.

Before deciding to come to Quzhou, the Liu family was undecided. Because Quzhou was poor, it was said that there was not even a decent academy. If they came, their children might not even be able to go to school.

But if you don't come, you have to go back to the village.

Having been doing business in Yuanzhou for several years, they also know the world outside. If there was no one behind their store, they would have been chewed to the bone. The business in the store is good and people are jealous, so they will definitely do something bad and not be popular. , then they would have to pay money back. Lin Xiaoxia made it clear to them, saying that Mr. Fang had arranged it, but by doing this, Mr. Fang owed the prefect a favor for them. It was the hardest thing to repay a favor, especially in the officialdom. They Although I don't know much about the major events, I can still guess. Sometimes it's hard to repay some favors in the village! How could they let Fang Zichen do this?

Moreover, the shop is also expensive. It only costs a few dozen taels or something. For the sake of my grandson's future, it is acceptable, but it costs a few hundred taels. There is so much, and there is the roast duck thing. I won't be able to see him in the future. It's gone, it's so far apart, how can we pay it back? How can you take advantage of this? As a person, you can't just focus on doing well, even if it is for the sake of your family. It doesn't matter if you are poor, at least you don't owe anyone anything, so the Liu family is unwilling to say anything.

But when they returned to the village, it was just a small plot of land. It didn't matter if they didn't have enough to eat, and it didn't matter if they suffered a little or got tired. They were used to it anyway, but what about the children? How long can they survive when they are old? If you leave, you won't have to suffer any more, but the child is still young, and your children and grandchildren will never be able to follow their path in the future. If the money cannot be paid in the future, my son may have to be taken to the northwest, and then sent to the capital on a donkey. It will take several years before he can come back.

After much deliberation, the Liu family still came over to join Brother Zhao, licking their faces.

When they get here, they can work for Brother Zhao. The things they get are not free, and they feel comfortable. There is no problem without an academy. In the past, they hoped that their children could recognize some words. In the past, it was easy to find some jobs in the town. The imperial examination They don't dare to think about becoming an official in the court. It's best to be an official and change the family name. It doesn't matter if you can't, as long as you can have enough to eat.

Brother Zhou himself thinks a lot. His stomach has not moved in these years, and he will probably only be a wanderer in this life. He has to plan for his children. If he stays in the village all the time, he doesn't think the village is like that. After all, he Everyone is poor, but once he goes outside and sees the broader sky outside, he doesn't want to go back and be stuck in that place for the next few decades. It's time for him to go outside and see more.

Lin Xiaoxia's family is going to Quzhou. If they don't go with them this time, he will probably never see Brother Zhao again in his life. Liu Xiaowen doesn't know the way, and he is a brother. The mountains are high and the roads are far away. How can he lead them? Are you looking for your family?

Although he was embarrassed, Brother Zhou also wanted to go. The place in Quzhou was poor, but no matter how poor he was, could he still be poorer than the village? It's not like they have never been poor or had a hard life, so what are they afraid of? After discussing it with Liu Xiaowen, Liu Xiaowen agreed and told Aunt Liu that Uncle Liu and Liu Xiaowen returned to the village that day and brought a few words along the way. The boss explained that the shop in Yuanzhou was closed, and there was no need to send peppers or garlic there in the future.

Fortunately, the weather is a little cold now, and the peppers in the ground are not producing much fruit, and everyone has not planted a new crop yet. So there is no loss, except for the loss of a way to make money, and the loss and discomfort are inevitable, but at least these Nian also made some money one after another. The village chief knew that the Liu family was going to Quzhou to join Fang Zichen, so he didn't say anything. Uncle Liu handed over four taels of silver.

The village chief frowned: "Brother Liu, what are you doing?"

Uncle Liu said: "Brother, you also know that our Liu family came from outside. Although we are not like you who have taken root here for generations, my Xiaoli is here. Here, if there is a way, I don't want to leave."

The village chief sighed, understanding.

The Liu family has a good relationship with Brother Zhao, so it would be good if he could go out on the tower. If he comes back, how will he live guarding those acres of land?

Nowadays, there are only a few people in the family, and they can't even get enough to eat. When Liu Liu gets older, once his wife gets married and his son lives, it's time to have more children, and he will definitely be even poorer.

If it weren't for his sister's incident, he would have wanted his youngest son to join him. The village chief knew the character of Fang Zichen and Brother Zhao. These two were good people. If the child passed away, they would not I will be treated badly and go to work in Pang'er's shop. I don't know him. He is too big to breathe. He will be beaten and scolded if he wants. If he goes to join Brother Zhao, the child will no longer have to stay in the village with them. But Aunt He did that kind of thing and made the obedient boy look like that. Even though she was married, she was still his own girl. How could he lick that face?

I am envious of the Liu family right now!

The Liu family has been doing quite a lot of housework in the past two years, and it is so brisk that Uncle Liu and Aunt Liu are all white. They eat well, are not tired, are energetic, and look younger.

Usually when I come back, I'm well-dressed. Who in the village doesn't envy me?

Uncle Liu: "I heard that Quzhou is very far away from our Fu'an town. I don't know when I can come back after I go there. My Xiaoli has to take care of you. I don't ask for anything. I just want to ask for my brother's blessing every Qingming Festival." When the time comes, I can help my brother weed her grave. "

It's nothing. Just swing the sickle twice as long as the grave is big. It's not a waste of effort. It's not worth four taels of silver. The village chief refused and said no, and Uncle Liu didn't do it. Uncle Liu was reluctant to sell the confiscated houses, fields, etc. This was his only way out, and he still had to ask the village chief to look after him.

Seeing that he insisted on giving it, the village chief had no choice but to accept it.

Uncle Liu stayed in the village for one night, and the next day he took Liu Xiaoli's memorial tablet, locked the door of his house, and left with the baggage on his back. Many people from the village came to see it off.

This is different from before. Before, we were in Yuanzhou, which was still close. In just one day, the Liu family would come back for the New Year and so on. Now they went to a place they had never heard of - Qianzhou, so far away. Uncle Liu and Aunt Liu I'm getting older, so let's go! I don't know how long it will take for me to come back, but I'm reluctant to let go of my good friends with the Liu family.

We took the waterway from Yuanzhou to the official road in the carriage we bought in Shangyang. The road was not too barren, but when we entered Qianzhou, the feeling emerged. The official road did not pass through villages, and some of them were passing villages. On the side, some people are passing by the village. The houses are not even as good as those in the village. If they occasionally go into the town to buy things, there is no road with bricks and tiles.

The Liu family was thinking, this poverty is beyond imagination, can Brother Zhao still open his business? Can they still work for people? Don't end up with no work to do and cause trouble to Brother Zhao.

It was fast once we got on the cement road, and it took us most of a day to reach Pingxiang Village. The Liu family had no time to think about anything else, they were all excited!

The paper mill is built at the end of the village. It is very wide and large. The entrance gate is about three meters high and four meters wide. It is very majestic. Two imperial guards are still guarding the door.

Before reaching the village, Lin Xiaoxia stopped the carriage and looked at the field head.

There is only a crop stalk as long as a chopstick left in the field, which has withered and turned yellow. The sound of gurgling water can be heard from the creek next to it in the distance.

Fang Zichen and Brother Zhao were leading four children to catch shrimps by the stream.

The good boy squatted downstream and stared: "Dad, the shrimps in the dustpan are almost full. Come and fill them up, otherwise the shrimps will run away. Father, don't catch the shrimps yet. Wait a moment."

Get out of here He was also following him and yelled: "Daddy, come, daddy, come."

As soon as he heard the voice of the little bamboo horse, Yoyo jumped out of the carriage, ran to the roadside and shouted excitedly: "Good boy..." ·"

The good boy trembled, turned his head and glanced, his eyes widened suddenly, his breathing became rapid, he ignored the dustpan, rushed towards the roadside, stopped in front of him, just half an arm's distance away, They looked at each other as if they didn't dare to recognize each other.

"Liu Liu?"

"Good boy?" Liu Liu frowned. The man in front of him had thick lips and swollen upper and lower eyelids. He was very different from the little bamboo horse in his memory. It was so different that he didn't dare to recognize it: "Yes. "You?"

"It's me! It's me," Guaizi rushed over and hugged him, raising his head: "There are few such handsome people in the world, why can't you recognize him? Here? I miss you, so happy."

Her voice didn't change. She recognized him, and she was happy. She hugged him hard, and then they stuck together and didn't want to separate.

The two of them were sticky, and they kept shouting, "Hey, good boy, good boy, good boy, good boy," as if they were running out of words, and they just went back and forth with these two sentences.

Brother Zhou and Aunt Liu called Guaizi, and Guaizi was happy again and jumped up with excitement: "Uncle Zhou, Grandma Liu, you are here too, oops, and Jiaojiao."

Fang Zichen and Brother Zhao also came over. .

When they saw Lin Xiaoxia's family, they were not too surprised. They calculated the time and it was time to arrive. However, they were a little surprised when they saw the Liu family, but they were happy immediately.

Brother Zhou touched Guaizi's face and looked at him carefully. He was so curious that his eyes were sore. When he saw Brother Zhao leading Gungun Dandan, he sniffed and said happily: "These two are Gungun." Dandan, right?"

When the child was one month old, Brother Zhao wrote to Yuanzhou, and Brother Zhou knew the names of the two children.

"Yeah!" Brother Zhao patted his balls and taught them: "Call Uncle Zhou."

Get out of here and shout loudly: "Zhou Zhuzhu."

Brother Zhao pointed out people to them: "This is Grandma Liu, this is Grandpa Liu, this is aunt, this is Sister Jiaojiao..."

Get out of here again They shouted again.

Brother Zhou knelt down and couldn't wait to pull them closer. He looked at them for a moment. They were originally white and fat, but now they were just fat. However, Brother Zhou still felt that the two children were cute no matter how they looked. Liu Auntie and Uncle Liu were so excited that they picked up the two little guys one by one, squeezed their little hands, and touched their heads. They couldn't hold anything else in their eyes.

Uncle Liu was afraid of scaring others, so he kept his voice as low as possible: "Are you Gungun or Dandan? Can you speak? Are you afraid of grandpa?"

Dandan is not afraid! He had met a lot of elderly people in the village. Every time he saw his grandparents, they liked to give him snacks. He was used to it. He immediately opened the big pocket in front of his clothes and said, "Grandpa, let it go."

Uncle Liu was startled . After a while, he didn't understand what he meant. After Brother Zhao explained, he said let him go and don't worry about it. But Uncle Liu laughed, carried him to the car, took out a bun and broke it in half. Half was given to Gungun and half was given to Dandan.

Dandan was happy, hehehe, he looked lively, he was a mother if he had milk, and he gave Uncle Liu a sweet treat without hesitation.

Liu Xiaowen looked on with envy, these two kids were so adorable.

"You have to raise the children." Brother Zhou looked at Brother Zhao and said sincerely: "These three children are so fat that I can't even see their eyes. How do you raise them? Please teach me later. My family, Liu Liu, has been doing well these years. If you eat too much, you won't grow any meat."

Brother Zhao: "..."

Fang Zichen: "..."

How else can I keep it? Just dig out a hornet's nest and you'll gain weight.

If Liu Liu had come a few days earlier, he would have been so fat that he couldn't even see.

Xiaofeng laughed out loud.

Brother Zhou looked at him: "Xiao Feng has grown up too."

Aunt Liu nodded and said happily: "No, he's become more handsome and grown up, and he wouldn't be recognized outside."

Xiao Feng has grown taller in recent years, Bai Feng She is fair and tender, with a good foundation. Although she is not particularly good-looking, she looks a bit like the boy next door, with a warm and sunny appearance.

Xiaofeng smiled shyly.

Everyone exchanged greetings for a while.

Although Anping County is in the south and there is no snow, it is still freezing in winter. The cold wind is so cold that it makes people feel cold to the bones. The first one is catching shrimps in the ground, and several children are running around. I feel cold. Just standing now makes me feel cold.

Fang Zichen carried back the dustpan and bucket he had brought: "Let's go home first! It's cold outside."

"Okay, okay."

Yoyo didn't want to sit in the car anymore. The two little bamboo horses held hands and swayed around, talking to each other. Looking at each other, still shouting affectionately.

Gungundandan ran to their side, and then the good boy changed the subject: "Yoo Liu, these are my number one and number two brothers. Daddy gave birth to them for me. Do you have any brothers?"

Liu Liu shook his head, feeling a little disappointed. Dandan ran next to him, seemingly not afraid of him, and kept turning to look at him curiously. Liuyou tried to hold his hand, but Dandan was not afraid and even laughed. Liuyou was happy and held his soft little chubby hand. Hand: "No, daddy can't give birth."

Guaizi held Gungun and raised his eyebrows when he heard this: "Why can't he give birth? Have you seen Uncle Liu and Uncle Zhou sleeping on top of each other?" Seeing Liuyou nodded, The good boy said again: "I slept on top of each other, so why can't I give birth? If it doesn't work once, just do it twice? This kind of thing requires perseverance and perseverance. Are you there to cheer me up?"

"No, dad and father are sleeping together. Not happy that I'm in the house."

"No wonder! Next time they sleep on top of each other, call me "Guaizi" and help you, and then you will have a little brother next year. My father is sleeping with his father. When I woke up, my dear boy was shouting "Come on," and it turned out that my father had a younger brother, and two of them came at once. "My dear boy, he said happily: "After kissing this one, he still has to kiss that one. It's annoying, but it's okay to kiss too much. The good thing is that I will marry my husband later and have experience."

Brother Zhou and the others didn't go back to the car. Their backs and backs ached after sitting for a long time. It's more comfortable to walk than to sit in the car. Brother Zhao was originally with Brother Zhou. Aunt Liu was walking behind and talking. When she heard what the good boy said, Brother Zhou felt a little embarrassed and blushed a little. However, Li Yanmei and Aunt Liu both laughed. Brother Zhao couldn't hold it back and went up to fuck her. He slapped the good boy's butt twice.

"Why are you talking nonsense again? What did daddy say last time?"

Guaizi felt aggrieved: "Dad said you can't talk nonsense with outsiders, but Yoyo is Guaizai's brother, not an outsider." And what's wrong with sleeping on top of each other? ? Why can't you say it? I can't tell you why you still sleep on top of each other?

It's not comfortable to sleep like that.

Alas, Daren is so difficult to understand.

The good boy sighed leisurely.

The Liu family and Li Yanmei looked at it and couldn't help but find it funny. Two or three years later, the obedient boy was still the same, with his little mouth blaring and always saying things that made people laugh.

The villagers saw a carriage coming into the village. Brother Zhou and the others were talking to Brother Zhao. They seemed to know each other and their relationship seemed to be quite close, so they said hello politely.

Fertilizer has not been produced yet, but everyone can see how the crops in the three fields of the village chief's home are growing. When they are used in their own fields next year, their crops will be like those grown by Fang Fulang. Then the days will come. Well, now that we have hope, everyone feels happy and kind, and smiles at everyone they see. If someone else comes, or in Xiaohe Village before, if a stranger comes to the village, everyone will not take the initiative to deal with it. Relatives came from home and greeted them with smiles. Most of them looked at them from a distance and were on guard.

Brother Zhao led Brother Zhou and others back to the yard. As soon as they sat down, Brother Wang asked his son to bring a basket of dates. They had just been picked and looked fresh.

The Lu family also sent some fried peanuts made by themselves, and several families living nearby also sent them. Fang Fulang's family lived in the village, and I didn't see Mr. Fang's family there when I went to the market. They were afraid that there wouldn't be much entertainment when relatives came, so they all helped. Went to the front.

Uncle Liu grew up in the village and knew that the poorer the place, the more deprived the people would be. Nowadays, the houses in the village did not look very good, but with such an attitude, he looked towards Fang Zichen - it was difficult for someone from the village to become an official. It is even more difficult to be an official who is loved and respected by the people, and who always give thumbs up when talking to him. This boy seems to be neglecting his duties day by day. In the past, he loved to take his children to play in the river and stroll around the fields in the village. , wandering around all day long, and now it seems that he is doing the same, but unfortunately, this man has the ability.

Fang Zichen asked Liuyou to stand up straight and stood with Guaizi. Then he sadly discovered that before, Liuliu was half a head taller than Guaizai, but now he was a whole head taller. This kid was really too much.

"Yao Liu, did your father pee on you?"

Liu Liu and Fang Zichen hadn't seen each other for a while, but he was not unfamiliar with this uncle who took him swimming, bought him candied haws, and played with firecrackers, so he pouted: "No, why did Uncle Fang catch shrimp just now?"

"I'll make her your wife."

Yoyo beat him: "Uncle, you're talking nonsense."

Fang Zichen smiled and touched his head, then looked at Jiaojiao, Tiger Father Wu Dog Girl, Jiaojiao looked at her as fierce as a tiger, feeling very untouchable, as if when she hit someone, her front teeth would fly off with just one punch. Brother Zhao gave her the popcorn he had just made in the morning, Jiaojiao He said in a rough voice: "Thank you, Uncle Zhao."

Brother Zhao smiled. He didn't have a daughter, so he was quite nice to Jiaojiao: "Try it and see if it suits your taste."

Fang Zichen felt that Jiaojiao was easy to raise. She used to eat whatever she was given, but with her, it was never not enough, and nothing was not delicious.

After eating a piece of popcorn, his eyes lit up, and he sat cross-legged and sat aside.

Shrimps can't live long out of water, and dead ones have a strong smell and are not tasty. Brother Zhao, Li Yanmei, and the Liu family have been missing for a while. They are talking a lot. I want to call the good boy to ask Uncle Tang to come back and do it, but Uncle Tang listens. When the news came back first, and after introducing each other, Uncle Tang went into the kitchen to fry shrimps for several children.

This thing is a calcium supplement. There are very few things sold in the town here. The meat is only pork, chicken and duck. Fish is still sold when summer comes. Is it possible that you can't buy it even if you go to town on market day? Fang Zichen is serious. I don't want to do anything, I just want to run outside every day.

Brother Zhao wanted to stop him, but Fang Zichen had a lot of reasons: "I don't want to go. It's such a cold day, wouldn't it be nice to stay at home? Why did I go out? I didn't want to smash two shrimps to give my son a calcium supplement. You see, his head hasn't popped up in these years, how can I sit back and relax?"

Brother Zhao didn't believe it: "But you said before that you were like this, and you started to grow rapidly when you were eleven years old."

Fang Zichen choked. For a moment, his expression did not change: "Yes!"

It just didn't grow! When he was six years old, his parents gave him supplements! After replenishing a lot, he was "recharging his energy" and ready to go again, and then he jumped up.

When Brother Zhao heard this, it seemed to make sense, and he followed him to the fields to catch shrimps for the children these days.

The shrimps are small and fried. You can eat them just by sprinkling salt. They are fragrant and crispy and the children like them very much.

Chapter 381:

We haven't seen each other for several years. Guaizai and Liuliu are not unfamiliar at all. They are even affectionate and affectionate now. They are so similar.

Aunt Liu saw six children sitting under the eaves, each with a bowl, eating deliciously. She smiled: "Other than getting a little fatter, my dear boy, he really hasn't changed much."

Brother Zhao said: "It's not like he is fat. "

Aunt Liu was stunned for a moment: "Isn't that fat?"

"He was stung by a wasp." Brother Zhao told the story.

"..."

Everyone was silent for a while, and then they couldn't help laughing. Now they saw three children with fat heads and big ears. No matter how you look at it, it's funny.

Just say it! Why have I become so fat after not seeing each other for a few years? Even if I eat meat every day, I won't lose it.

Aunt Liu's face changed a little. Everyone was happy now, and she didn't want to say anything disappointing, but...

"Brother Zhao, have you taken your children to see it?" She looked at Brother Zhao. He didn't understand, so he said: "My dear, I see that head hasn't changed much! Children should grow up quickly."

Liuliu has grown a finger taller in two years, not to mention Jiaojiao, let alone Jiaojiao . Go out and say it's more than ten years old and most people believe it.

Brother Zhao smiled: "It's okay."

Fang Zichen was like this when he was a child, and his head is now taller than before, about one meter tall. Brother Zhao has never seen anyone in these years. As tall as his husband.

Besides, it's not like my little boy hasn't grown yet. He's eaten too much in the past few years and has grown almost as tall as a thumb!

Brother Zhao asked Zhang Quan to buy two chickens from the next village to entertain them. In the evening, the three families had another lively meal. Two tables were set up, one for adults and one for children, and they chatted while eating.

There were no vacancies in the village, and Old Man Qin's house was all full. Brother Zhao could only arrange for everyone to go to the paper mill first, and let the guards squeeze in. Three empty tents came out. Brother Zhou hesitated on the way. Yes, I asked Brother Zhao if his family would cause trouble if they came over. Brother Zhao shook his head.

There's a lot of work here!

When Aunt Liu's family came, he was happy to meet acquaintances and would not find it troublesome.

Although the paper mill has completed recruitment and the fertilizer factory has been built and put into use, the number of workers is just right, not too much and not too little. It is impossible to let people leave without any reason. When the Liu family is arranged to go in, there is no work, but Fang Zichen said that he would go to the north to visit after the new year. If feasible, he would also like to build several factories there.

Gan Zhou wanted to get up, but how could he get up? Most of them are ordinary people. If they want to make money, they either work in factories, but a factory only accepts dozens or hundreds of people. What should other ordinary people do? How to get rich?

This needs to be taken into consideration.

We can't all build factories and work in them, and throw away the land. Land is the foundation.

If you want to be rich, you have to sell what you grow in the fields. However, there are only so many people in the town, and they are still relatively poor. If you sell everything in the town, you will not be able to sell much, so you can only sell it outside.

But why do outsiders buy your stuff? Are there any people in Ganzhou?

A basket of eggs, is it worth it to go out? If you want to make back your money, an egg will cost five or six cents outside, but they are still eggs, so why should people spend more money to buy such expensive ones? The eggs can only be sold as other things. Except for those in Qianzhou, they are not available outside. They are expensive, but it is easy to use. As long as the price is not ridiculously high, people will be willing to buy them.

As for what kind of factories to build in the north, this needs to be seen in person on the ground.

The folders were all handed over by the person in charge, and the prefect was not doing anything. There were only a few sentences of usable information in the folder, and the rest were all flattery.

I don't know if those excerpts are true or false, and I don't know if they are bragging or exaggeration. I have to go to the local area and read them before I can re-evaluate the plan.

Brother Zhao took them to settle down, and the children were playing in the yard, with Gungudandan following them to join in the fun. They were happy that there were so many people, and they screamed with excitement. It was noisy. There were five of them, and they were serving terrible, eight hundred dishes. Same as the market.

Before, Liuliu was tired in the car, talked little, and had no friends in Yuanzhou. His temperament was a little dull, but he was a fun-loving person by nature. Now that he is older, when he meets the good boy, his nature explodes again, almost The children chased each other and kept laughing. Fang Zichen didn't know what was so funny. He just felt that the little ones were having epilepsy attacks after eating enough, and he was very worried.

"Go, go, play outside."

Fang Zichen drove them out of the yard like herding sheep, and led Lin Xiaoxia into the main hall.

Fang Zichen sat down and lightly clasped the table next to him: "What did you say happened over there in Hengyang just now?"

Lin Xiaoxia stood: "I went to Hengyang to purchase goods in June and found that the place was on guard. One of my brothers knew some people."

He said . His face was a little solemn and hesitant, Fang Zichen narrowed his eyes slightly: "Speak directly."

As the saying goes, snakes have their own ways, and rats have their own ways. Lin Xiaoxia used to specialize in escorting and picking up goods for a living. He often ran outside, but he always went to He traveled to Yuanzhou, Shangyang, Hengyang and other places. Occasionally, if a customer gave him too much silver, he would take orders and go to Chaoguo. Chaoguo and Daxia were at odds with each other. They were in business, and his brother But he often traveled to Hengyang and Chaoguo, where he got to know many different religions.

There was some information that even the soldiers of the Qin family couldn't find out, but his brother could know it.

His brother stopped doing this job a few years ago and was just wandering the streets with nothing to do. He met Lin Xiaoxia who was going to buy some goods. He first came to Hengyang to buy chili and milk powder. It was someone who set up the route and helped him a lot. When Lin Xiaoxia met the person, he didn't care. Then he left and invited someone to have a meal. The brother drank too much and complained.

It is said that Chaoguo really suffered from ambition. He could not live a good life, but he committed a fool's errand, causing him to lose his job.

Lin Xiaoxia knew that the young master at home had some relationship with the Qin family. He also lived in the Qin Mansion for a while, so he made a few words and found out that his brother had a sweetheart in the building over in Chao Kingdom. During the New Year party, he would After spending the night in the building, my sweetheart was very worried and hesitated before telling him not to come here again.

"Why?"

The good friend frowned and said, "I heard from the businessmen who came to the building to have a drink that there are many soldiers stationed in the north, and they were recruited in the past few years."

Brothers didn't care: "You are in charge of the country. Why does it matter if we don't recruit troops every year?"

"This is different."

Although the Chao Dynasty recruits troops every year, it has not fought in the past, and its military strength is basically saturated. However, in recent years, there have been few troops. There are especially many recruits in the north. There are reports from the top that the imperial mausoleum is to be built, and the people recruited are laborers. No one knows how many people were recruited. These things are all done well, and there is no news at all. At this time, the country All places such as Xuncheng in the north have been put under martial law, and ordinary merchants with no access can't get in. Is this the case in previous years?

Many merchants sighed and didn't know the reason, but couldn't they have any resentment in their hearts?

My sweetheart once served an old man, who must have some skills. He was drunk and talked loudly to persuade my sweetheart to save as much money as possible and go to the central part of the country! I'm afraid there's going to be some unrest here.

The towns in Xianghao are adjacent to the border of Daxia. If the two countries fight, the small towns next to the border will be the first to suffer.

That's what people said. Later, when she sobered up, she repeatedly and seriously warned her that she was just talking nonsense and told her not to spread the word, otherwise it would kill her.

There is no evidence for this, but my brother knows that his sweetheart cares about him, so he will never talk nonsense to him, so he will not run to Chaoguo.

If there is really any movement in the country, it may be too late to withdraw by then.

After Lin Xiaoxia learned about this, he went to the Qin Mansion to tell him.

Fang Zichen frowned slightly after hearing this. He remembered that when he was in the capital, Xia Jinghong seemed to have mentioned it to him and asked him what he thought about this matter.

At this moment, Fang Zichen Mu Ran remembered that the last time he sent the Qin family army to the northwest to inquire about the country, he secretly began to recruit a large number of troops four years ago. The North Qi side also seemed to have contacts with surrounding countries at the same time. Is it a coincidence?

The leader, Fang Zichen, thought simply. Daxia was not easy to mess with. Several countries might want to join forces, but due to fear or some other conditions could not be reached, they held off. But what if it wasn't?

They haven't attacked together yet because they know that the Northwest Army has nothing to fear. Even the Great Plains can hardly resist them. With several countries joining forces, the Northwest Army will definitely not be able to stop them, or in other words, it won't be able to stop them for long. But after they reach the central part, the Qin family's army will Are you going to let them fight again?

impossible.

Moreover, there is no need to wait until they reach the central part. Once the Northwest Army cannot defend it, even if it is a bad idea to mobilize troops, the Qin family soldiers will definitely come to assist them as a last resort.

The Qin family's army is about the same strength as the Zhou family's army. Now that they have been recuperating for more than ten years, their strength is probably much better.

But what if the Qin family army is once restrained by the Chao Dynasty?

Who do you expect to attack those coalition forces then?

The Yulin Army in the Imperial City?

But how many people are there in that group of Zi Yulin troops? Moreover, they belong to the emperor's imperial army, and their first task is to protect the palace and the city.

At that time, the Dayuan and Beiqi countries were beaten to a pulp by the Zhou family army. They were beaten to the doorstep of their homes and almost overturned their nests. If the leaders of the countries had not delivered the letter of surrender quickly and the old emperor was in a coma, and they had been beaten for several years, It is true that the people are in dire straits. Daxia has withdrawn its troops. Otherwise, Dayuan and other countries would have been wiped out by the Zhou family's army. How can they still be wandering around the border now?

But coincidentally, the old emperor knew that Daxia was a fat man in the eyes of Pang'er country, but he still valued civility over military affairs. He seemed to think that even if the Zhou family army was dead, his illustrious reputation could still deter Xiao Xiao, or he thought that in fact the Zhou family army was also It's not that it's very powerful, it's because the small country's strength is not to be feared, so it was beaten into a nest. Therefore, Daxia has only a few capable generals in the past few decades.

However, he probably thought about the possibility of several countries joining forces. Just in case, the former emperor had made peace with Beimang when he was here.

Military generals are difficult to teach, so looking at the past dynasties, how many military generals can be famous throughout history?

Very few, why? Because there are really few soldiers who can command thousands of troops and are brave and good at fighting.

Wu is not the same as writing, and it is enough to talk about military affairs on paper. The northwest is relatively barren, the national treasury is not rich, and there is no strength to support large-scale exercises. It lacks material conditions, insufficient guidance from generals, and harassment from small countries from time to time. The northwest army does not get good training at all. , resulting in poor combat quality and combat strength.

Are these countries doing this on purpose?

Fang Zichen was frightened by what he was thinking. It might be that he and his mother were addicted after watching too much of The Legend of Zhen Huan. Now he could think of conspiracies and conspiracies. The more he thought about it, the more he thought about it. He didn't fall asleep all night.

Damn, he just wanted to come to Ganzhou for a formality and then go back, but now he has been here for almost a year. In order to live up to his monthly salary, he has been busy and dedicated to his duties. Only now did he realize that he was a little careless at first. .

Maybe he shouldn't have come in the first place and stayed in the capital. It wouldn't be his problem if Oyuan came over. If the sky fell, there would still be tall people standing there. But now it's fine. He is separated from those small countries by Jizhou. .

If what Lin Xiaoxia said is true and he started planning four years ago, then he won't be able to hold it in for long, and I'm afraid it's time to fight.

Because the news has just spread, if the Qin family gets such specious news, no matter whether it is true or false, they will definitely make arrangements and take precautions.

There hasn't been much movement at the moment. The Qin family must be on guard while checking for hypocrisy, but the news cannot be confirmed for a moment. The guard must be 'loose' and it is impossible to carry out the most advanced deployment. Because once the highest level of alert is implemented, merchants doing business in the two countries will not be able to enter or exit, and many people will lose their jobs.

Chao and Daxia are also geographically similar. They are adjacent to neighboring countries on the left and right. Who knows whether the troops are stationed to attack you or others.

Moreover, maybe it is to build an imperial mausoleum?

The imperial mausoleum built by the First Emperor of Qin was comparable to a large city. If the emperor wanted to build a large imperial mausoleum, he would have to collect a lot of labor.

However, the large-scale recruitment of troops and the cultivation of grain will definitely cause a big stir. No matter how well this matter is concealed, it can be concealed for a while but not forever.

After a while, people will know who you want to hit.

Taking the enemy by surprise and attacking them unprepared, I am afraid that the Chao Kingdom will not be able to hold it back for too long.

The Qin family is a hard nut to crack, and it will definitely take some time. In order to prevent the Northwest Army from deploying troops to support, the small countries surrounding the northwest will definitely make some small movements to contain the Northwest Army.

Now we fight from time to time. If we fight more frequently, we will know whether Xiao Xiao has joined forces.

If they really join forces, when the Qin Army and the Chao State fight to the point of "both losers", the small country in the northwest will probably launch a full-scale attack.

Fang Zichen thought for a while and couldn't sleep anymore, so he got up and wrote a letter to Xia Jinghong.

This matter was of great importance, and Fang Zichen still didn't want to spend money, but if he sent a letter like last time, the day lily would probably go rancid when it was delivered to the capital, and he finally asked a Imperial Guard to deliver it in person.

We still have to recruit soldiers.

But the total number of troops in a continent is only tens of millions. Those who have been recruiting troops are suspected of rebellion. This matter must be reported. Xia Jinghong approves it before he can recruit. If not, he can recruit 10,000 people first. I wouldn't blame him if I called him, and maybe he was suffering from paranoia because he was overeating!

After all, there is Daxia between Chao Kingdom and Dayuan Kingdom, one in the south and one in the north, so far apart!

...

The Liu family is here, and the house is always lively. The good boy is the happiest. After finishing the papers, he plays with Yoyo, either riding on his jumping machine, playing with the new spinning top that Fang Zichen gave him, or stepping on it. The bicycle kept gliding along. The village still had dirt roads, and the potholes were too bumpy to ride on. The children ran to the cement road and slid downhill. It really felt like flying.

The good boy in the van was tired of playing in the capital. He had not ridden a bicycle since he came to Ganzhou. He had been busy with Fang Zichen and Brother Zhao. Now he fell in love with it again. Several friends he knew from the village also came over. A large group of children were chattering and having a great time on the cement-paved open space in front of the paper mill.

Guaizi has the most novel toys. My brother and daughter are timid and dare not ride away, so Guaizi gives them his paintbrushes, building blocks, scooters and twisty cars to play with.

My friends really like it. I have never seen anything so fun.

The twist car was rolling around, but now the boy was sitting on it, and they were jumping and jumping along with them. They also felt very happy because there were so many people and it was lively.

These days, the children in the village come together to put on their clothes and shoes. As soon as their buttocks are on fire, they rush outside, thinking of going to play. Guaizi's bicycle and twist car are so fun. I heard that the adults personally give Guaizi a ride. Young Master and Gungundandan made it. They were really envious of it. They would starve to death at noon and would not go home. Day after day, no matter it was windy or rainy, they would play here at the paper mill. The laughter could be heard even from a distance. heard.

The women had to come over to deliver meals at noon, but they weren't upset. After all, the children looked really happy, and they weren't just playing. During their breaks, Yoyo and Guaizi would also teach them how to read.

Nowadays, the children at home can write many big characters, which is not a happy thing.

Brother Zhao occasionally comes here to take a look. He feels that these boys are like wild monkeys. They all have small trumpets, they are crazy, they are like summoning spirits, they are always shouting, and they don't know what to shout. They are okay. I came here to play. If we were in the village, some elderly people might not be able to take a nap. After all, it was a bit unsafe outside the village. I was afraid that people from outside would come and take away people with a set of sacks. Brother Zhao specifically told me to make paper. The two guards guarding the factory gate took a closer look.

Lao Wangtou and two children pulled a cart to Pingxiang Village in the middle of the night last night with an oil lamp. If there were oxen, the pulling would be easy, but it would be really difficult for people to pull it. Well, especially when going uphill. Now the eldest son is in front, and Lao Wangtou and the second son are pushing on both sides. There are several bags of sweet potatoes piled on the cart, which are very heavy, and the three of them have been pulling for most of the day. exhausted.

Now he was breathing heavily and his face was covered with sweat. The eldest son's shoulders were even red from the hemp ropes on both sides, and the skin was even broken in some places.

He stooped his back and tried his best, but he still felt as if the cart was dragging him back. Suddenly, the cart seemed to be pushed by someone and became lighter.

Lao Wangtou and his second son also felt it. When they looked back, they saw a child helping to push. He was small, but he was really strong. The wheels of the cart were spinning.

"Thank you, little kid." Lao Wangtou was secretly frightened.

Guaizi looked at him and recognized him: "Grandpa Wang, yes, it's Guaizi."

Brother Zhao has been strict with him recently. If he says it's not up to standard, he won't give him chicken. Guaizi is still a little scared. of.

But most of the children in the village were like this, speaking with a thick accent,

"Huh?" Lao Wangtou and his second son didn't listen to his soft and waxy voice, and almost didn't recognize him.

Helping push the cart to the flat ground, the boy ran back and chased after him on his bicycle.

"Grandpa Wang, are you here to find my dear father?"

Old Wangtou said "hmm".

Guaizi saw that they were quite tired, pointed to the open space beside them, and said, "You guys have a rest first, and I'll call some uncles to help you."

After finishing his words, Guaizi hurried away.

Lao Wangtou and his two sons had never seen a bicycle before, but seeing how fast it could carry people without being pulled by an ox, they were surprised and opened their mouths.

A few people were really tired, so they sat down by the roadside.

"The good boy is really good," the second son said suddenly.

No.

The sweet young master was behind them just now and didn't recognize them. Seeing them struggling to push the cart, he came over to help. It would be difficult for the children next to him.

He is a child of an adult family, but he is not arrogant at all. He treats everyone with respect. Even they are called grandfather and uncle. Would other young masters be like this?

No, because the price was reduced.

Some people with an arrogant nature will even yell at an elderly person to stay out of their way.

This is what education is really about.

Be a human being first, then be a scholar.

The two guards came quickly, riding bicycles, and the boy ran behind them, bringing water.

After drinking the water, Lao Wangtou stretched out his rough bark-like hands to touch him: "Young Master, what's wrong with your face?"

The good boy touched his face and said with lingering fear: "You were stung by a wasp. "

Oh, Master, why are you so careless? Does it still hurt?"

The boy shook his head and said, "It doesn't hurt anymore."

Old man Wang is here to deliver sweet potatoes, and the whole village asked him to deliver them.

Brother Zhao took a look and saw that the sweet potatoes were a little bigger. There were four or five taels, which was better than the size of the first egg.

Old Man Wang smiled: "Mr. Fang underestimated it. It's better, but it's much better. We have been growing sweet potatoes for decades, and they have never been as big as this one! It's all thanks to you and your Excellency." "

Brother Zhao didn't dare to take it seriously, he didn't do anything.

Fang Zichen looked thoughtfully at a few bags of sweet potatoes.

Sweet potatoes are really not easy to sell. He had eaten a meal of stir-fried sweet potato leaves at a farm before. He didn't understand whether sweet potatoes could be used for cooking. He had never heard of them, so he just knew. This thing can be baked or boiled.

But everyone is just rice, who is the sweet potato?

This is not easy to sell.

If villages like Anhe Village stop growing sweet potatoes and plant crops instead...

there will be a market for them. The Huang family in Quzhou specializes in buying grain from the common people at low prices, and then sells it to Qinzhou and other places at high prices.

After the fertilizer is made, I am afraid that more grain will be sold in the future. A pound of rice in Yuanzhou is twelve cents, and in Fu'an Town it is nine cents. Now the price offered by the Huang family is only four cents a pound, and more will be sold in the future. , supply exceeds demand, and the price may be even lower.

Fang Zichen pinched his eyebrows and said, "Next spring, do you want to plant crops or continue growing sweet potatoes?"

Of course it's crops.

Rice is expensive and easy to sell.

Sweet potatoes can't be sold, and not many people eat them, so they usually can't be sold.

Being able to grow crops has been their dream for generations.

Lao Wangtou didn't know why he asked like this, but he said honestly: "I want to grow crops."

The matter of chemical fertilizers has been passed down, and every village now wants to 'change' the land into paddy fields, because paddy fields need to store water. The field ridges to block the water had to be built. The sweet potatoes were planted first. In some fields, there were no ridges at all, only paths for passing people. However, some people also call the paths specially used by people as ridges.

Everyone can't wait for spring to come soon, so they can plant crops quickly. If the crops are planted and harvested in June, they can make a lot of money. Everyone is happy, everyone in the village is in high spirits, and there is endless work. force.

I sent them here first, but now they are sent here again. It's so far, dozens of miles away, and I'm afraid I have to set off in the middle of the night. I don't know how hard it is to pull a cart. Fang Zichen said last time that after There is no need to send it over anymore, people still have to send it over, the people are honest and honest!

Lao Wangtou is gone.

He went out with his front foot, and the people behind Xingcun came again.

Sweet potatoes are also given as a gift.

Several large bags were piled in the room now.

Only now did the Liu family realize that the news they heard on the road was less and incomplete. Fang Zichen had previously bombed mountains and diverted water, and went to the south to suppress bandits. After coming to Quzhou for a year, he didn't just build cement roads.

The Liu family of fertilizer also listened to what the villagers said, and they were secretly surprised. They felt that they were right to come here. Fang Xiaozi's skills would be enough for Liuliu to use him for a lifetime if he could learn a little bit from him.

The next day, Brother Zhao and Brother Zhou went to the river to wash them with three bags of sweet potatoes.

There is no well in the Qin family's yard. In the past, we had to carry water. There is a lot of mud on the outside of the sweet potatoes, and one or two loads of water cannot wash them clean. It is easier to go to the river to wash them.

Brother Zhou picked up the sweet potatoes and said, "Are you going to cook them?"

The boy really likes sweet potatoes, but he can't finish them all after washing three bags at a time.

"No." Brother Zhao said, "Make sweet potato starch."

Brother Zhou paused and said, "What kind of sweet potato starch?" He looked at Aunt Liu, who shook her head. She didn't know, she had never heard of it.

Brother Zhao said: "I don't understand either."

Brother Zhou: "..."

Guaizi stopped playing and came to wash with him. He immediately said, "Guaizi, go to the west."

Brother Zhao had no choice but to say, "I know."

Guaizi said oh.

He talked very late. In the past, we were just two people, and he talked little. Later, he talked a lot, but he kept changing places, and the good boy was always affected.

Fang Zichen doesn't think there is a problem with the child. Inaccurate pronunciation, poor pronunciation habits, or the influence of the language environment in the process of learning to speak can cause these problems. Dialects in different regions are different. Even if you speak Mandarin, the intonation is often different. Similarly, the speed of children's acceptance will also be different, and there will be inaccurate pronunciation, especially for some more complex sounds. This is a normal physiological development phenomenon, and it can be corrected and guided slowly.

But everyone was busy at first, and the child didn't think anything was wrong even when he was still young. The good boy himself couldn't tell the difference between what he said and what others said. Now that he was relaxed, Brother Zhao thought about starting to correct him slowly. .

Yoyo was writing the paper at home at the moment, and it was Guaizi who wrote it first. Brother Zhao found Madam Wei and asked her to help copy the questions of the paper again. Madam Wei knew some words and was taught by someone in the building before. It is often involved in music, chess, calligraphy and painting.

Just a few days after Liuliu started to live happily, he had to write papers. He sighed, feeling that life was not very friendly to him. Uncle Fang had a hard time writing papers. He used to use his toes and couldn't calculate. He could write all morning, but now it was so thick that he felt flustered and short of breath, and the popcorn in his hand had lost its flavor, but he continued to write obediently.

Brother Zhou smiled and asked the good boy: "Then you tell Uncle Zhou."

The good boy said: "Sweet potato flour is made from sweet potatoes. Let's wash the sweet potatoes and knead them again, this way and that. That way, you can make sweet potato noodles. Uncle Zhou, the sweet potato noodles are delicious."

He said it as if he had already eaten it.

Several people nearby wanted to laugh. Uncle Tang asked him: "Have you eaten it?"

"No." Guaizi said: "But if father said it is delicious, it must be delicious. What father said is correct."

Fang Zichen I don't know how to cook food, but after reading a lot, Brother Zhao can always try to cook it. When did it not taste good?

Duck neck milk tea, nothing else is better.

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Guaizi believed everything Fang Zichen said, even if he said that shit tastes good when fried.

Aunt Liu nodded: "If Mr. Fang said it, it must be delicious. Now I am getting curious."

Who is not curious.

After all, I have never heard of it or eaten it.

There was a lot of mud in the sweet potato, and it was a little round. The seams and holes were full of mud, which was difficult to clean. The bad parts had to be dug out, otherwise the taste would be affected. Seven or eight people washed them for a long time, and their hands were frozen. , when you come back, you have to use tiles to peel off the skin, and then make the sweet potatoes into sweet potato puree. This process is also called flour grinding. It is the most laborious. Several people grind it non-stop for two days, then wash the flour, filter the flour, and precipitate. , the sweet potato starch is what finally settles.

There are a series of tedious operations to follow. The sweet potato flour needs to be dried before it can be stored.

Fang Zichen also followed suit. In the past, his grandma liked this and always liked to make some for hot pot during the Chinese New Year. However, modern sweet potato noodles add too many ingredients and it doesn't have the same flavor as before. Several old ladies in the military compound I had nothing to do on weekdays, so I bought it and made it as soon as I formed a partnership. Fang Zichen was very strong, and his grandma took him to work as a young man for most of the day. He was already familiar with how to make this stuff. Sweet potato flour is not only good for hot pot, but also made into hot and sour food. Fan that is also awesome.

Several people worked hard for three days, their backs and backs ached, and they finally made the powder. They hung it on bamboo strips to dry in the yard, one by one, and everyone looked at it in stunned silence.

If they didn't make it by themselves, how would they know that sweet potatoes can be made into powder?

Aunt Liu and Uncle Liu have eaten sweet potatoes all their lives, so they know this stuff! It can be steamed, boiled, and roasted. I just didn't expect it to be made into powder. It's really amazing.

How did Mr. Fang get such a big head? You can think of all this.

Fang Zichen felt a little embarrassed when they saw him.

He didn't come up with this at all. How could he, a rich second generation, know this? He just read too many miscellaneous books, and if he is a blind cat and encounters a dead mouse, he will not be able to do it.

The ancestor is the most invincible. He has a good brain and a photographic memory. He can remember things at a glance.

The weather has been gloomy recently, with frequent drizzles. The sweet potato starch has not been dry for more than ten days. It is the end of the year, and Brother Zhao is still thinking about returning to Quzhou for the New Year. Fang Zichen always wants to meet his subordinates during the New Year. Man, the village is small, so it is inconvenient to entertain guests.

Fang Zichen was also anxious, so the sweet potato flour was moved to the kitchen and a fire was lit inside. It would be hotter and dry faster.

When the Liu family came, they felt relieved to see that there was work to do. Liu Xiaowen stopped going back to the paper mill and slept in the kitchen, taking a look at the fire.

The sweet potato flour was completely dry after four days. Under the urging of his children, Brother Zhao cooked a pot of it on the same day.

Cook the sweet potato flour until it becomes soft and can be broken when pinched. Then make a sauce, add some minced garlic, shallots, chili peppers, chopped green onions, chili noodles, a little salt, add some vinegar, and add some soul chili oil, stir for two Put it into a bowl, add the original soup of boiled sweet potato starch, pour in the sweet potato starch, sprinkle some coriander, pickled beans, some peanuts, stir evenly and you can eat.

Sour and spicy, the sweet potato flour is smooth, refreshing, chewy, tender, and super delicious.

Several children and adults liked it very much and couldn't stop eating while holding the bowl.

Brother Zhao's eyes lit up: "Husband, it's so delicious."

Fang Zichen didn't say anything yet, so the good boy hummed twice: "Daddy is right, it's so delicious. The good boy really likes it, good boy." He can eat three bowls at a time."

Fang Zichen: "..."

This cheater is really a bastard.

You can eat three bowls of everything at once.

You can't eat spicy balls, so Brother Zhao only put some soy sauce. The two kids still enjoyed the food. They didn't know how to hold chopsticks and couldn't scoop it up with a spoon, so they started to use it directly. They stood at the table and sucked the vermicelli. The vermicelli was very long. , I forgot to cut it when soaking, and it was a long piece. The two melon seeds sucked the powder until they died. Normally, a bowl of lean meat porridge is enough, but now a bowl is not enough.

Aunt Liu's family also kept saying yes.

It's not a compliment, but it's really good. I ate several bowls in a row. Uncle Liu and Lin Xiaoxia even took a big sip with chopsticks, and most of the powder in the bowl was gone.

At first Brother Zhao thought it was overcooked, but in the end there was nothing left. Jiaojiao ate four big bowls by herself, which was even better than Guaizi. Fang Zichen sat next to her, and she didn't finish half of the bowl, so she went to drink it. It was the second bowl, and Fang Zichen wanted to kneel down to her.

Finally, she burped, and Fang Zichen doubted that he would reach into her throat and pull out the peanuts.

Four big bowls!

Just as he was secretly admiring him, Guaizi suddenly sneezed loudly.

When Fang Zichen looked over, two sticks of noodles were spraying out from his nose, and then hung in his nose, as if crawling out of it.

Fang Zichen: "..."

What kind of operation is this?

The good boy himself was dumbfounded, and several people around him burst into laughter.

Brother Zhao also laughed a few times and helped him pull out the vermicelli: "Are you choking?"

The good boy nodded and ate the vermicelli again. It was so delicious that I couldn't get enough of it. If I had two stomachs, Just fine.

Fang Zichen pinched his bulging face, like a little squirrel, and said: "Eat slowly, your father will cook it for you when you finish eating."

Guaizi rubbed his hand and nodded obediently.

Everyone said it was delicious, but these few people had eaten less good food. Finally, they cooked some and called Zhang Quan and others over. Once they ate, they were full of praise.

"My lord, it seems a bit short. I haven't tasted it yet. Can you make another pot and let us brothers taste it carefully?"

Fang Zichen snorted coldly: "I want you to taste it, but I'm afraid there won't be five." " Six bowls is not enough!"

"It's not that exaggerated." Zhang Quan smiled: "You should be able to taste it after eating two or three bowls.

"

The Imperial Guard said yes, and even Uncle Tang, who had eaten everything, also praised it, and Fang Zichen was convinced.

People have different tastes, and what they eat and use are different. When rice paper is made, the standard of good quality is just that. No one will say, I like spicy or salty paper, I like black or green paper. There are only one standard for good rice paper, uniform texture, suitable thickness and ink absorbency.

When using paper, scholars usually buy rice paper with even texture and no defects, because only such rice paper can better express the texture of calligraphy. In addition, the thickness of the rice paper is also extremely important. If the rice paper is too thin, it will easily break. If the rice paper is too thick, it will be difficult to control the thickness of the strokes.

Paper mills produce three types of Xuan, cooked Xuan and half-cooked Xuan. Raw Xuan has strong ink absorption and can easily express the shade and penetration effect of ink, making it suitable for writing strokes with varying thicknesses; cooked Xuan has a more delicate texture and is less likely to seep ink, making it suitable for writing works that require clear outlines; Bansheng Xuan is It combines the advantages of raw and cooked fonts and is suitable for writing fonts that need to show a certain penetration effect and changes in thickness.

Those are the three criteria. If you don't like one, you can still like another. Anyway, there are just these few. Just like salt, they only have the same taste. You have no choice. You can buy them no matter what and make a profit.

But the food is different, which is difficult for everyone to agree on.

If it's a small fight, just like when he made blood sausage, Fang Zichen just waved his hand and just did it. It doesn't matter if he loses, it's all his own anyway, and it's a matter of a few hundred yuan.

But he couldn't do it now. He had to take people with him to make it bigger. If he couldn't sell it, the people in several villages would go hungry, so he had to be cautious.

The next day, Brother Zhao took people to Anhe County. The New Year was approaching, and Fang Zichen was very busy. Things reported from various counties had to be reviewed and approved, and the children needed to be taught. Brother Zhao probably also knew what he wanted. Whatever he did, he ran away for him.

The good boy has a smart mind and can remember many things after just one glance. Nowadays, the papers Fang Zichen opens are basically from middle school. This place is not modern after all. He doesn't need to learn English or history, so his progress is fast. Compared with modern children, they are happier. Logically speaking, there is no need for mathematics, but Fang Zichen thinks that this thing is useful. In the past, classmates always said that mathematics is difficult, and learning this is of no use, and I have no use for it.

It is true that you don't need Pythagorean Theorem or calculus to buy things, but in society, those elites and those with mathematical thinking are really powerful! They have strong logical thinking ability, quick reaction, comprehensive and meticulous thinking, and can always stand out among many competitors!

But when most people go to school, they never realize that learning mathematics can bring such great benefits.

And if it was useless, it would be useless.

Fang Zichen taught Guaizi all morning, opened the papers and sent him to write, and then got busy with other things.

Liuliu followed him out of the house, looking confused. Aunt Liu asked him if he understood. Liuliu shook his head and couldn't understand anything he said.

He studies in the academy every day, from morning to night, but the good boy seems to spend three days fishing and two days drying nets, and one day boxing, running and reading. The total is only more than two hours, but now he is taking the time he used to If you ask him any questions, he will understand them all and talk eloquently, without seeming to have any difficulty.

Aunt Liu was shocked and seriously told Yoyo to learn more from him.

...

Brother Zhao led two imperial guardsmen to Anhe Village and met Lao Wangtou.

It was noon now, and he was probably on his way without eating anything. Old Wangtou asked the old woman beside him to get some food: "Didn't Cui Niang bring back a piece of bacon when you were born? You wash it." Wash and steam it."

Brother Zhao smiled, drank some water and stood up and said: "Uncle Wang, you go to the village and call some people, and my wife and I will go and do the work."

Calling some people, these people are of high moral standing in the village . , He spoke with weight, fearing that there was something to discuss, the village chief knew about it, and ordered his eldest son to call someone, but he did not agree with Brother Zhao being busy.

There is also the eldest son, second son and daughter-in-law at home! There are no customers who come to the door and do the work themselves.

Brother Zhao took two small bundles of sweet potato flour from the bag he brought and said that this was his business. He went into the kitchen and the eldest daughter-in-law and second daughter-in-law helped him. Knowing that the village chief's family was in a bad situation, Brother Zhao himself I brought some vegetable oil and chili oil.

Peanuts and chili noodles are available in nearby villages.

Just put the sweet potato starch water in the pot and cook it. To prepare the cooking water, Lao Wangtou washed the coriander and chopped green onions and watched from the side. He didn't add too much oil. The sauce was fragrant as soon as it was mixed. The sweet potatoes Take the powder and stir it in. The color will be attractive and it will taste delicious at first glance.

The most important people in the village were a few clan elders and three old men with other surnames. Everyone was busy at home, and Lao Wangtou's eldest son came over.

"Is your father shouting? Later, I will repair this stool and then follow you."

"Mr. Fang is here. I'm afraid we have something to discuss. Please hurry up!"

"What?" The old man said as the stool moved. Throw it away and wash your hands: "You can't let Mr. Fang wait, hurry up, go away." "

..."

When they arrived at Lao Wangtou's house, he didn't see Mr. Fang, and when he was about to ask, a smell of fragrance came out first. Coming.

"Old Wangtou, what did you cook at home? It's so fragrant, it makes me hungry."

"Yes! I just ate three sweet potatoes before I came here, and now I feel hungry."

Except for Lai Zi, everyone in the village However, no one would stay with others for dinner during the New Year holidays, but now when I called them to come, the smell came from the back. Could it be that they were called to eat? Afraid that they would not be polite, they even used Mr. Fang as a cover.

This old Wangtou really is, why bother! They are not the kind of polite people, and they still find this kind of excuse.

Just as he was sitting down, Lao Wangtou's eldest son came out with a tray. On it were seven or eight bowls of pink sweet potatoes, with green coriander in them. They looked delicious.

Brother Zhao followed behind.

The old men stood up quickly when they saw the person. They wanted to salute but didn't know how, so they could only nod and say hello.

Brother Zhao waved his hand: "Don't be so polite, I cooked some hot and sour noodles..."

"What?" An old man stood up first and looked at Lao Wangtou with an angry face.

Why is this old Wangtou so ignorant that he lets Mr. Fang work? Are you buried up to your neck in the loess and relying on your old age?

Brother Zhao knew that he had misunderstood, so he explained with a smile.

None of you have cooked this sweet potato starch before, so I'm afraid you don't know how to make it. Although it is easy to cook, the sauce is left to Lao Wangtou's eldest daughter-in-law and the others to prepare. It would be quicker to just make it by hand after explaining it.

Everyone was wondering what Brother Zhao meant, saying that they should eat first, and the old men ate obediently.

I originally thought I would hold it in front of a noble person, but I couldn't let it go. But once the hot and sour noodles come in, who can hold it! They were all out of control, and started to eat huffing and puffing.

It tastes good when you eat it.

That boss made me want to lick the bowl clean. It was obvious that I had just eaten, but now it seemed that I could eat another five or six bowls. A few people's faces turned red after they finished eating.

"Mr. Fang made you laugh."

Brother Zhao sat aside and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The first few grandsons of Lao Wang also came in, with red mouths. They had just finished eating hot and sour noodles. After finishing eating in the kitchen, they came here and looked at Brother Zhao with admiring eyes.

Brother Zhao touched Brother Shi's head with a warm smile. Brother Shi did not avoid it and even smiled shyly.

Brother Zhao took out some candies and said, "Take them and share them with your brothers!"

Brother Shi didn't take them. He looked at Lao Wangtou first and saw that Lao Wangtou nodded, then he took it: "Thank you, Zhao." "Uncle."

The old man was still recalling the taste just now. The powder just now was really delicious. It's a pity that it was just a little bit. Where did you buy it? If I can still eat it in the future, I heard Brother Zhao ask: "Uncles, do you know what this powder is made of?"

How can I know?

Not only have I never seen it in the village, but I have also never seen it in the town outside.

I'm afraid it would be difficult to buy food in Ganzhou City, hey!

Brother Zhao took out a bundle of sweet potato flour.

Sweet potato flour is gray and doesn't look very eye-catching. It breaks when it is dried in the sun. Everyone still shakes their head and says they have never seen it before.

Brother Zhao said: "This is sweet potato flour."

"Huh?" The mention of sweet potatoes, could it be, made everyone feel nervous. Brother Zhao saw them looking at him, full of surprise, and nodded: "As you said "I think it's made of sweet potatoes."

"Isn't this..." The old man stood up in surprise and couldn't sit still. How could it be made of sweet potatoes? They have been eating sweet potatoes for many years, but they still don't understand what they taste like? They were all tired of eating that stuff, but in the middle of the sentence, before the word "impossible" was uttered, he stopped in a strong voice.

"Did Mr. Fang make it?"

Brother Zhao nodded: "Yes!"

Then there is nothing to doubt. A few days ago, they just asked Lao Wangtou to deliver sweet potatoes.

Is this a return gift?

It's impossible!

If the gift was returned to the whole village, it couldn't just be given to a few old men.

Brother Zhao stopped talking about it: "It turns out that my husband wanted to come over in person, but I'm busy at the end of the year, so I came over."

"I know, I know."

"What my husband means is that he wants you to Let's continue planting sweet potatoes." After Brother Zhao finished speaking, the old men didn't speak immediately. If there were no sweet potato fans in front of them, they would have become anxious immediately after hearing this, but they all listened patiently. There are many ways to harm them!

Brother Zhao continued: "You must also know about the fertilizer thing!"

"Yes." This matter spread all over the world, and one acre of land cost several buckets of stone. No one believed it at first, but the fertilizer plant was really built. Several villages around Pingxiang Village went to see it, and no one doubted whether it was true or false.

"If all the crops in the field use chemical fertilizers in the future, how many stones per acre of land will not matter. But there are more than a dozen villages in Anping County with thousands of acres of land. How much should they produce in a year?"

Brother Zhao said: "No. It is said that Anping County specializes in rice cultivation, even Luoshan County, Shunan and other places are like this. Once the rice production increases, the prices offered by outside merchants will probably drop."

A few old men nodded and even sat on the eaves outside to pay. The insoles were pretending to be working, but they were actually curious, and the two daughters-in-law who eavesdropped with their ears knew it.

In the spring, they often pick the new wild vegetables and sell them. The ones at the front are the easiest to sell because they grow little. They can sell a bunch of bracken for three cents, but the wild vegetables at the back are much longer and everyone is thinking about it. Even with just a few cents, I didn't even want to eat it. When I took it to the town, the price dropped. Sometimes there was no one to buy it for even two cents.

These words were like a bucket of cold water poured down on his head, and his whole body froze.

First of all, I thought about water and fertilizer, and millet is expensive. I sold all the two seasons, and then used some money to buy brown rice to eat. There were still twenty or so taels left. Everyone was happy. Now Only then did I realize that they were thinking too little.

His face immediately became sad, and his heart felt cold.

Lao Wang can no longer hold his first two daughter-in-law's shoes.

Now it seems that life is about to get up, but...

"Things are rare and valuable, and this sweet potato powder is from my husband's hometown." Brother Zhao held the still warm bowl and took a sip of water. , said meaningfully: "My husband is from overseas. This sweet potato powder does not exist in Qinzhou, Jizhou, Qianzhou, outside Shangyang, Yuanzhou or even Jingcheng."

Lao Wangtou suddenly raised his eyes to look at him, pointing his fingers slightly Some tremors.

Brother Zhao: "You continue to grow sweet potatoes. Not many people eat sweet potatoes outside, so we will definitely not be able to sell them. But what if we make sweet potato powder? You have just eaten this stuff. Do you think it can be sold?"

" Why can't you?" An old man slammed the table and said passionately: "Although my old man has lived in the village and not been able to go out very well in recent years, when I was young I used to work in the town, and the host's family treated everyone well. Hou, at that time my daughter got married and had a banquet. I hired the chef from the building to cook the food. He gave the leftovers to us, the hired workers. I ate it at that time, and it was oily and meaty, but then It doesn't taste as good as this."

Because it was his first time eating Daikou meat, and it was cooked by the chef at the largest restaurant in town, and he remembered the taste for the rest of his life.

If someone first said that there is something more delicious than meat, he would definitely not believe it. What else could be more delicious than meat? The meat was delicious, but he just ate the bowl of hot and sour noodles. He felt that it was indeed more delicious than meat. He usually ate meat, but he was not so greedy after eating it.

Brother Zhao's face turned red when he saw him, and his chest was heaving violently, and he was afraid that he would not be able to catch up after a while.

Can you not be excited?

A basin of cold water had just been poured on them, but now it was as if someone had stuffed them into a stove and ignited them again.

"We are poor in Ganzhou and cannot sell many things, and the people in the town are not very wealthy. My husband built a paper mill in Pingxiang Village just to sell it outside. There are many rich people outside who are looking for taste. , each dish costs dozens of taels, and the taste is unambiguous. They are all willing to spend money. If this sweet potato starch is made, it will be sold outside. Although it is a little far away, but it is expensive, we can make back the original investment, or even Some profit." Brother Zhao said.

Several old men thought this was reasonable.

There are still many people in Quzhou digging for food in the fields. If every household is really prosperous and they have millet at home, why should they go out to buy it?

I heard that the Huang family's rice shop in that town collected grain from them and shipped it to sell outside.

People in the village had never sold grain so they didn't know, but they had also heard that there was a drought the year before last and the millet didn't grow well. The Huang family gave them five cents, but most of the time, they gave four cents.

If someone sells more in the future, I'm afraid they might get two or three cents.

"Mr. Fang, are these sweet potato noodles made from those sweet potatoes from Qian'er?" Lao Wangtou asked.

Brother Zhao knew what he wanted to ask and said: "Yes, I have calculated it. One hundred kilograms of sweet potatoes can make about twenty kilograms of sweet potato flour." He made it clear one by one. Although it was a small amount, the sweet potato flour was If it's expensive, just use the lowest price. If one catty is only sold for 20 cents, then twenty catties is 400 cents.

One hundred catties of millet, four cents per catty, is the same price.

But if sweet potato flour is really sold outside, it will definitely not just cost 20 cents per catty.

A pound of meat outside costs more than ten yuan.

If we really want to make sweet potato flour, the sweet potato residue can also be used as feed, and we can set up a pig farm. If the pigs are sold, will it be another income?

Moreover, one acre of land can produce four kilograms of food, but sweet potatoes are different. If grown well, one can sometimes produce one kilogram. One acre can produce more than two thousand or three thousand kilograms, which is no problem.

If you do the math, you can earn more if you grow sweet potatoes.

This is a big number. Lao Wang's first two daughters-in-law couldn't calculate it, but they just helped in the kitchen and later ate it. The sweet potato starch is very simple to make. A bundle weighs about one kilogram and can make eight or nine bowls. , the bowls were full, and there was no need to put anything in them. Only the oil was more expensive, and there was the chili oil that Mr. Fang said, but they made a bowl by themselves and put some lard and coriander. The green onion and chili noodles also add some vinegar. Although they are not as delicious as those without chili oil, they are not bad and taste better than the noodles sold in the town. The hot and sour noodles are simple and there is no need for craftsmanship. Everyone can do it.

A bowl of noodles in town costs six cents. Wang had it once when she was a girl, and it didn't taste that good.

Eight bowls, if sold in the town, would cost 48 Wen. How come this sweet potato powder can only be purchased for 20 Wen per catty. Taking the lowest price, they will not lose money growing sweet potatoes. If it is higher... ·

Old man Wang and others naturally thought of it.

Even if they had never eaten sweet potato noodles, they would definitely be obedient if Master Fang shouted, but in the end they felt worried, worried, and unhappy. But now that they had eaten it, they felt at ease.

This can happen!

Even if it is not shipped outside and sold, in the future every household will get up and know that this stuff is delicious, will they still be reluctant to spend twenty cash to buy it?

Brother Zhao explained it in detail, and everyone thought it was OK, but he was not a hot-blooded person. He immediately patted his thigh and said, "I will not plant rice anymore, but continue to plant sweet potatoes. If you want to eat rice in the future, just go out and buy it." .

And it's great to have built a factory! People in the village can now work inside. Lao Wangtou went to Pingxiang Village twice. Every time he passed by the outside of the paper mill, he couldn't help but feel envious when he looked at the long factory wall.

Okay, now their village also has one...

No, Fang Fulang hasn't said where the factory will be built yet!

Old Man Wang asked cautiously.

Brother Zhao ran through this area first. Geographically, Anhe Village is in the middle of the nine villages. If everyone is persuaded to grow sweet potatoes, it would be better to build the factory in Pingxiang Village for the convenience of transportation to each village in the future.

Moreover, there is open space at the entrance of the village and it is close to the river, so it is convenient to divert water to the factory.

Brother Zhao gave the message, not to mention Lao Wangtou, everyone in the room was happy.

An old man suddenly slapped his thigh and stood up: "Oops."

The old man was startled: "What's wrong?"

"My boy just said that after dinner he was going to the town to buy some grain seeds and keep them for spring. It's cheaper to buy them now, but I'm afraid it will be more expensive if you buy too much later. No, no, I have to go back." Daxia

is not like modern times. There are no special grain seeds for sale. The so-called grain seeds actually mean harvesting. Directly cut those with relatively full grains and bring them back to dry in the sun. After drying and threshing, select the empty ones and keep them. This kind of millet is called millet, and it sells more expensively than ordinary millet.

Millet with the yellow shell still costs four cents per catty, and rice without the shell, which can be eaten directly in the pot, costs six cents per catty. They are all different.

If you no longer plant rice but buy millet seeds, you will lose money and lose several pennies in vain!

The old man couldn't sit still and ran outside while shouting.

After everything was said clearly, Brother Zhao also stood up: "Village chief, think about it. If you think it's okay, talk to the villagers. If everyone agrees, this matter will be settled easily."

If only a few If everyone is willing to grow sweet potatoes, then building a factory will be impossible and not cost-effective.

The village chief knew and hurriedly said: "Don't worry, I will inform everyone later and let everyone know, are you going back?"

Brother Zhao shook his head: "No, you have to go to the next village."

Chapter 383

Other villages still have to talk about it. If they want the people to be honest, willing and follow the 'policy' without complaining, they have to explain it clearly and let them all understand the pros and cons. If they see it well, they can Do it willingly.

Now that the document has been issued, do people know what sweet potato starch is?

Is it a good sale?

Don't worry about selling it and throwing it on the ground. Otherwise, people have been longing to grow rice for decades. Why would people listen to you if you just say a word? You said it's easy to sell? What else can you make from sweet potatoes?

When people come to sell things door-to-door, who doesn't go there with samples and make empty promises? Even if you talk about it in a garish way, boasting that the thing is unique and unique in the world, people just listen to you and buy it? Are you being stupid?

Even if the first person helped to divert the water and people recited grace, can this grace fill people's stomachs? Can people make money? At most, one or two acres of land can be cleared to grow sweet potatoes and sell them to earn some respect.

However, because of the matter of the leading river, all the villages were convinced by Fang Zichen and almost followed him. Afraid that people would plant ridges in the fields and work in vain, after leaving Lao Wang's house, Brother Zhao went to Xingping Village non-stop. At this moment, the hot and sour noodles were served, and Brother Zhao just said After two sentences, Tieda still held the bowl, licked his mouth, and said loudly: "No more rice, continue to grow sweet potatoes."

Several people nearby also echoed: "Yes, grow sweet potatoes."

What is there to hesitate?

Mr. Fang made it clear that if you plant rice, it will be useless if you cannot sell it at a high price.

Why do they think about growing millet?

Millet is easier to sell than sweet potatoes and more expensive than sweet potatoes. After all, it is just to make money. Now that there are better ways to make money, you don't have to stick to millet.

Each village is far away from each other, and it would take a lot of time to explain them one by one. Brother Zhao brought Brother Zhou with him this time, so that he could follow suit. In the evening, the two stayed at the village head's house in Xiaxia Village.

The people in the village are not dignified, but they are highly respected people. They usually have a serious face, which scares the younger generation. When I was still in Xiaohe Village, Brother Zhou did not dare to be too presumptuous when talking to the village chief, but Brother Zhao When I talk to them, I always talk eloquently and with ease, without any embarrassment or nervousness. Everything I say is clear and organized. I am not afraid at all. I always have the right to speak.

This is different from before.

Brother Zhao has changed.

And along the way, Brother Zhou could clearly see the heartfelt respect and enthusiasm of the people around him. He didn't understand what the official officials were like, but when he was in Yuanzhou, the prefect's wife visited the rouge shop, and most of them The common people only glanced at it twice and passed by. Only a few people murmured that they were really rich and noble, but there were no more.

They are all the wives of the prefect. Brother Zhou feels that it is a life worth living to be as good as Brother Zhao.

Brother Zhou thought about what he had heard after coming to Ganzhou, and his heart could not calm down for a long time.

Ordinary people are always afraid of officials, and they are always submissive when in front of them. But in Anhe Village, Lao Wangtou's family, probably because he really regarded Brother Zhao as a junior, or maybe he was excited because of the familiarity. The sound was loud, and several people gathered around him. Brother Zhao was talking like he was cursing someone. Brother Zhou was sharp-eyed at the time and saw that both the Wang family seemed a little scared.

Brother Zhao doesn't have to be afraid of them. His identity is there, but after all, he comes from the village, and he doesn't stand on a high place from the beginning.

When he was in the capital, Brother Zhao had received those women from official families, and he was not uneasy at first. Fang Zichen knew that even though Brother Zhao himself was a member of the official family, he had lived in the village for decades and had not been exposed to anything. Big people will inevitably be nervous and scared.

But courage comes from practice.

He has seen both the emperor and the 'ghost', so what else is he afraid of?

As soon as Brother Zhao left at noon, Lao Wangtou took the gong and struck it in the village. After sitting for a while at the grain drying field, everyone in the village came over.

When the villagers heard the sound of the gong, they knew that the village chief had something to say, and they met with Mr. Fang at noon...

Several clan leaders and old man Xie were all there.

The village chief told the story, but as soon as he started talking, someone was not happy with it, frowning and slumping his face.

"What can you grow if you don't plant millet? Soybeans and peanuts are not easy to sell, so this won't work."

"Yes, yes!"

said an old man: "When I was young and had not yet married, the then prefect married He ordered us to plant mulberry trees on dry land, but it didn't work.

On the contrary, more people died of starvation that year.

Silkworms are raised in Xiayang. I heard that quilts made from silk are light and warm, and are also good for clothes. They are soft, breathable, and brightly colored. People outside like them very much and sell well.

Everyone planted them, but it turned out that Anhe County was too dry, and most of the mulberry trees they planted withered. The remaining mulberry trees that survived had no rain, and their leaves were small and tight. Not only that, the silkworms were really difficult to raise. It dies inexplicably, and everyone doesn't know why. Pigs only need to be fed. If they die, they can still stutter. Everyone doesn't know whether silkworms can be eaten. Even if they can, they are so small. , can you be full? After reporting it, the magistrate was also confused: "Isn't it okay to just pick the leaves and feed them?"

That's fine! This thing is very difficult to maintain, and it requires skill.

Beihuai County is in the north, so it can't be raised.

Most of the land was used to plant mulberry trees, but as a result, silkworms could not be raised, half of the money was not earned, the crops were gone, and people were dead.

When the old man said this, the village chief also vaguely remembered it.

That is unreliable. Unlike Mr. Fang, if you don't get the hot and sour noodles, Mr. Thaksin will make them yourself and bear the consequences. He will never dare to drag others into trouble, because if it is really difficult to sell, he will To be blamed.

But now that the hot and sour rice noodles are in my stomach, I still remember the spicy and refreshing taste!

The village chief raised his hand to signal them to be quiet, and in a few moments he said exactly what Brother Zhao had said.

Everyone fell silent.

After a while, someone asked: "Can that sweet potato flour really be sold?"

"What price did Fang Fulang give us for a pound of sweet potato flour?"

The village chief hesitated: "Brother Xie and I have eaten that sweet potato flour. It's delicious. I also asked Brother Shi about his mother, and he said that the hot and sour rice noodles don't require any extra work, just add some vinegar, some chili noodles, and some coriander, and it's delicious when you mix it together. People outside don't like us. If you are so poor, I think you can sell it."

Several clan elders also nodded: "It tastes really good and is delicious. If my family has more money, I don't know what other people will do, but I will definitely buy it. "

Several people said this, so the hot and sour noodles must be delicious.

"Old Wangtou, what does the hot and sour noodles taste like? Tell us."

"Let's talk business first."

"Let's talk about this noodle first! I care about this more now."

"Yes, yes."

Old Wangtou: How do you say "······"

?

He can also say the word "delicious", but he can't describe it, but if he insists on saying it, it is still delicious.

"Fang Fu said, if we plant two kilograms, we will be given a penny."

In the past, one acre of land could not grow two hundred kilograms of sweet potatoes, but after water was introduced, there was water in the fields, and the sweet potatoes grew well. They dug one acre for a month and weighed it. It weighed nearly two kilograms, weighing about one thousand.

Two kilograms of sweet potatoes cost a penny, which sounds like a small amount, but in Quzhou, millet only costs four pence a catty.

Usually no one sells it, but now the price is good.

The village chief added: "Fang Fang said that when we plant sweet potatoes in the spring and buy some fertilizer to put them in, we should be able to double the size again."

Everyone's eyes widened.

Some people didn't dare to breathe and asked cautiously: "Can chemical fertilizers also be used to grow sweet potatoes?" Can't they only be used in crop fields?

Why not?

Organic fertilizers and urea have no effect on humans, so what else can they do? You are not afraid of the pigs dying, you can feed them to the pigs.

Nowadays, one acre is considered to be two thousand catties. If doubled, it is four thousand catties. If two catties are worth one penny, then one acre of land is worth two taels of silver.

More than 400 kilograms of crops can be grown for only one tael of silver.

Someone did a quick calculation, and the village chief and several clan elders also said so...

Go ahead! !

If there is anything that cannot be sold, Mr. Fang can level the mountain to bring water to them, and do even more difficult things. Mr. Fang just thinks that making this sweet potato powder can be sold, and they believe it.

Brother Zhao's side was going smoothly, but Fang Zichen was extremely busy, and Tongzhi's notes came in piles.

The obedient boy is sensible. He was lying at the window with his little eyes exposed. When he saw Fang Zichen's words like Qianshan's, he originally wanted to play with him. He missed his father. He didn't say anything at the moment. After obediently doing his homework, he brought two children with him. The younger brother went out for a walk to prevent them from disturbing Fang Zichen.

Xiaofeng and Uncle Tang led people to the town to buy new year's goods for the workers in the factory.

As soon as Guaizi led Gungundandan outside the paper mill, a group of guards hurried over. When

he saw Guaizi, he bowed and said, "I've met three young masters."

Guaizi seemed a little anxious when he saw him, so he asked, "Uncle Wang, has something happened?"

The Imperial Guard nodded: "There is someone over there at the fertilizer factory. He is making trouble at the door, but I can't persuade him to stop. I want to report it to Master Fang when he comes back." Guaizi

frowned and thought for a while: "Father is very busy. Guaizi, let's go over with you and take a look!" It was the villagers who made the trouble. The Imperial Guards had an order. Under normal circumstances, they were not allowed to use violence against the people. Moreover, they were not scolding him. What they said made some sense. The Imperial Guards did not know what to do. They fought to protect them. He was good at it. To be honest, he was scared when he met a naughty and shrewish woman in the village. He was sweating now. The good boy carried Gungun on his back and let the guards hold his balls, and headed towards the fertilizer factory. The two villages were not far apart, and they arrived after walking for only a short while. They were still some distance away, and they could already hear the commotion in front of them. There were many people around. An old woman had her hands on her waist and her voice was as loud as a gong. "Which family do you guys come from? I want to come and see who can teach you like this. You are all married and don't stay at home to serve the head of the family and your parents-in-law. Come here. The fertilizer factory is full of men. Are you ashamed? " A few young wives and young men stood in front of the fertilizer factory, their faces were red, and some were still wiping tears. A large group of people stood behind them, but there were only a few of them. Helpless. "Why do you say that? Why are we so shameless..." The old woman shouted loudly: "You come here if you want to be shameless? What do the people in the town say, oh, show your face, It's unruly to show your face, and it's wrong not to serve your family at home. I think you guys are just promiscuous. You can't satisfy the men at home, so you come here to seduce men. Bah, you're so shameless. " The young wife and young husband are not that aggressive, their voices are loud, one sentence after another, saliva is flying everywhere, they don't even have a chance to speak, and they are already panicked and scared by so many people from other villages pointing fingers. , whatever he said first was scolded back, what else can he say at this moment. The old woman seemed to be fierce at first glance, and it seemed that she was justified in speaking loudly. Now that she was unable to refute, she became even more arrogant. The Imperial Guard roared, the crowd in the outer circle moved aside, and the good boy came in carrying his younger brother on his back. The boy from the village here has never been here to play, but who doesn't know him? The young master of the prefect's family went to dig out a hornet's nest with the village boys a few days ago and was stung all over his head. Now his face is swollen, making him very recognizable. Moreover, he dared to go in front of the official. Apart from the young master, I'm afraid There were only Mr. Fang and Mr. Fang. The good boy put down the rolling gun and looked up at the old woman. On the way, he had already heard the imperial guards explain the whole story: "Mother-in-law, what are you doing here?" "Hey, young master." The old woman changed her face. Everyone laughed: "It's not the old woman who's making trouble!" She pointed at those people and said, "I just can't see it. I'm trying to persuade them to go back!" The boy looked at her carefully and saw two men of the same appearance standing next to her. The old woman is similar and understands instantly. "Why do you want to persuade them to go back?" "This fertilizer factory is full of men. It is not suitable for them to work in it. Besides, there are no wives or husbands who come out to work. This is outrageous." The old woman looked like she was worried. Say it as if you are thinking about others. The boy asked again: "What's wrong with that?" "This..." I couldn't explain. Anyway, it's just shameful. Since ancient times, they have been married to human wives, who live in the house. They are dedicated to serving the men in the family and doing the work in the house, while the men do the work outside. Fang Zichen didn't think so much in the early days of building the factory. There were really many workers to be recruited later. He was recruiting workers at both the paper mill and the fertilizer factory. Brother Zhao was worried when he looked at the list of workers. Fang Zichen thought about it and said, although it is a village Everyone here is poor, but no matter how poor they are, they still have a high school and a middle school. Xiaohe Village was also poor in the past, but the village chief and He Da Leng's family were the 'rich households' in the village. Their lives were worse than those outside, but better than those in the village. They had lots of land and could not eat well, but they could They have enough food and clothing, but the families at the west end of the village have little land and can't even get enough to eat. The child is eight or nine years old, has no clothes or shoes, and is still naked. Now that he is the governor, he doesn't dare to come to the village even if he has no clothes. , afraid of being laughed at by others, so he moved around on the mountain col. After Fang Zichen was admitted as a scholar, he was exempted from land tax. It was the village chief who made the decision and allocated it to these few . Now, if we want to recruit workers, we should first help the poor and focus on those with less land and large families! Brother Zhao did as he was told. He recruited some people in Anping Village and some in the next village. The conditions of these women and husbands who came to work were similar to those in Luoshan Village who worked in the cement factory. The man in the family is gone, there are many children, the parents-in-law are old, and there is little land. These women and their husbands are only in their twenties, but they have been married for many years. The children in the families of these husbands are either One or two, but there were three or four women. They were very poor. They were said to be in their twenties, but their hands were full of calluses, their faces were full of wrinkles, and they were thin and short, with only a handful of bones in their bodies. , The tattered clothes can't even hold up, they are hanging on the body, looking at the vicissitudes of life, as if they are in their forties, it looks pitiful. There is no way, there is no man at home, we have to work in the fields, we can't take a break even when we go home, we still have to do housework, wash and cook, lie in bed at night, touch the two children who have no meat, the one on the left is a white-bone spirit, The white-bone spirit on the right is worried about food and money. He can't even sleep. How can he not grow old? When Fang Zichen and Brother Zhao were discussing things, they didn't avoid Guaizai. Of course Guaizai also knew about these things. "Last time I saw you working in the fields." The good boy suddenly said: "The fields next to you are full of men. Are you shameless?" This is nonsense. The old woman doesn't understand. , shouted on the spot: "Master, the old woman is old..."

"When you get old, you are no longer a wife, a human, or an animal?" This makes sense. There was laughter from the side. The good boy ignored it and looked up at the old woman: "Since you are marrying a benevolent wife, you can't show your face. Why are you still here? Are you ashamed? Are you here to find a man too?"

"..."

The old woman didn't dare to talk back, and she couldn't hold it back. She wanted to say that she was an old man, not a young wife, and there was no need to avoid suspicion, but the young master just said that.

Someone nearby laughed, thinking that the young master was right.

The good boy was not very happy: "You are also a human wife. When you were young, did you ever go to the town to sell vegetables? Did Youren point at your nose and scold you? You said they seduced people, did you see it?" Yes

. Fortunately, I didn't see it, so it would be too much to insult him like this.

Even if she doesn't like it and doesn't like someone's daughter-in-law coming to work, there is no need to do so. It seems that scolding and criticizing her with the most unpleasant words will make her appear to be standing on the commanding heights, but in the world , some people don't like or can't stand it, or there are too many things going on, what did they say? If you don't like people, maybe some people won't like you. If people don't do evil, they don't break the law, and they don't harm others. If you don't like them, just ignore them. Don't say bad words casually. This is quality.

The harsher you say, the uglier it becomes. If you win, people will know what you are.

His voice was still milky, but now he had a serious face. The old woman and the people around him did not dare to be arrogant, not because he was the young master of the prefect's family, but because...he couldn't tell. , it just makes people dare not be presumptuous, and makes them feel frightened and scared.

Guaizi asked the Imperial Guards to call over some of the men in charge of management in the fertilizer factory and asked them in front of everyone. There was a man who was in charge of two women and a husband. After Guaizi asked Then he said respectfully:

"Seduce? Impossible! I saw them working very hard! They didn't even take a break when they should have rest, so they didn't have time to glance around. During lunch, they would chat with the women from the same village. That's all, I haven't even been close to the man next to me. How can I seduce him? Who said this? Why are you talking so nonsense?" The good boy nodded and pointed to a few

supervisors nearby: "Have you seen them?

The supervisors all shook their heads: "Young master, it's okay. These people are very honest. Even the men in our factory work according to the rules and don't do anything to tease them."

It's not that leper.

When the men in the village get together, they like to talk obscenely and whisper about whose wife is doing well. But they also know the rules. When in front of others, they will not look or say too much to avoid suspicion. Even if they say something, they will say the same thing. What should I do if my daughter-in-law goes back to complain and a man comes to visit her? This is not the most important thing, the main thing is to lose face. People want face, trees want skin, and people in the village are the same. If you flirt with someone's wife improperly, it will be reported seriously and you may not be able to get a wife. If you already have a wife, then it will be even more important. suffered.

The people around me heard it clearly.

But what they cared about was not seduction. Guaizi seemed to know what they were thinking, and immediately said:

"Who said that you have to be a man to work? Does it mean that men have to eat, and wives don't have to? Since If you want to eat, you have to work. If a man can do it, the wives can naturally do it too. A few aunts and uncles come to work openly and earn clean money. Why should they be treated like this by you? Humiliating and scolding? My father has already said that if you earn clean money based on your own skills and can support your family, then you are good and capable. My dear, let me ask you. If your daughter and brother are standing among them, and there are people like you who come up and insult you indiscriminately, what should you do

?

It will definitely tear their mouths apart.

The people in the village didn't know what the word "put yourself in someone else's shoes" meant, but when the boy said this, everyone thought about it and realized that he must be angry.

Although she loves her son more, her daughter is also a piece of flesh that has fallen off her body. As long as she is not a stepmother, she will love and care for her. She is not willing to let others talk nonsense. Some words can ruin a child's life and cost his life. .

My daughter and brother come to work well and make money based on their skills. How come you become such a slut that you can't help but seduce people? Did you see it? Even if you didn't see it, you would just say nonsense. If word spread, it wouldn't cost people's lives! And why are you here to work?

Some women think that as long as the husband of the family and the parents-in-law agree, they can have a job and earn some money. They can buy some candies and clothes for their children during the New Year and festivals, and buy some meat at home. They will not have to envy other people's homes in winter. Being able to have a pair of shoes to wear, so that my feet don't have to be red from the cold, or have frostbite, itchiness and pain all night long that I can't sleep at. It couldn't be better. This is more practical than anything else. There is nothing I can't do.

The men thought that although there were more men in the factory, it didn't matter. Unless there were supervisors above who couldn't do anything, what could other men do if they had any ideas? There are so many people in the factory and it's in broad daylight. How can you still have an affair in front of everyone?

Talk about being public, but as the young master said, people in the village are not that particular. Whose daughter-in-law has not gone to the town to sell vegetables and eggs to support the family? So this can be considered seducing people? If you go to the fields or pick vegetables on weekdays, if the fields next to your house happen to be full of men, is it not allowed? Do you also want to be called coquettish?

At first I felt that what the old woman said was quite reasonable, because it had been like this since ancient times, and the daughter-in-law had to stay at home, so everyone was unhelpful and just took it for granted. Now that I thought about it carefully, I realized that the clean money earned openly and openly was a good thing. If you want to live a serious life, what else can't you do?

Where can't it work?

These women and husbands are from the village next door. Some of them know each other and know the situation in their families. There is no man in the family. When they came to recruit workers last time, they were the first ones that Mr. Fang hired. He said I know everything about your family. I will work hard from now on. I heard it at first and didn't think much about it. But now I understand that I recruited the poor people first and helped them first. If these people abide by the rules in the house, they will not If you work outside, what do you eat? I'm afraid that people will starve to death, and when I go out to work, I don't follow people's flirting and flirting with me! Didn't Li Zhuzhu from their village just say that! People are honest.

Some of the imperial guards who agreed with the old woman's words hugged their balls and fell silent.

There is no need to say anything too profound. If it is too profound, no one will be able to understand it. If you explain it clearly, everyone is not all one-minded and cannot understand it.

The old woman was speechless.

Guaizai imitated her and also had his hands on her waist. Although he was looking up at her, he had a strong aura: "Old woman, Guaizai knows that you want to squeeze out a few aunts and uncles, and then let your two sons enter." Come to work in the factory, right?"

Huh?

People around were stunned. Is this the reason?

When he looked at the old woman, her face turned red, she didn't have the confidence to speak, and she didn't know what was going on.

This old woman from the Xia family has such evil thoughts, why didn't she notice it before? If this happened to their brother and daughter and they lost their jobs, they wouldn't be able to spare her.

"No, no, the young master misunderstood." The old woman kept saying. The two sons next to him were so embarrassed by everyone that they couldn't even raise their heads. They quietly stepped back and were stopped by two men.

"Do you know in your heart that if you were talking about my father or my brother today, my dear boy will skin you?"

Gungun Dandan held his fists in his arms and had a fierce look on his little face. He followed his elder brother in sharing the same hatred as the evil dog. It was like a roar, shouting: "Skin, skin, skin."

The old woman was frightened and knelt down with a thud. Just as she was about to say she didn't dare, the boy said again: "This is my father's factory. We can recruit whoever we like. Once they enter the factory, they are our factory workers." , I'm going to be reasonable with you today, if you dare to come here again to make trouble, talk nonsense, and ruin people's reputations, I won't sell fertilizer to your house in the future, and neither will you."

Everyone in the neighborhood has just figured out how it's possible . It will cause trouble!

Without chemical fertilizer, how could it be done? The old woman was frightened.

At the pioneer cement factory, Li Yisheng also encountered this kind of thing, but as soon as he stood up, Li Yisheng's face sank, and he immediately did not dare to make trouble.

But it was different here, because it was not the guards who were making trouble, but the people who were doing the work. Seeing some approval on the faces of the guards, they became even more arrogant.

Now that the good boy said this, how dare he make trouble! I apologized repeatedly.

The good boy warned again, waved his hand and let people go, then turned to look at the guards, frowning: "Uncle, next time we see this kind of thing, will the person be a worker in our factory, or an aunt and uncle?" Do you know that the little uncle is being bullied? The man wants to protect them,"

the Imperial Guard said sarcastically.

The good boy stared at him, hating that iron could not become steel. He put his hands behind his back and looked like a little old man: "Uncle, my father said you have twenty-two birds, right?"

The guard did not dare to lie: "Yes." "Yes.

" You don't have a wife yet, you're so hopeless." The boy shook his head and said disappointedly: "You can't even save a beauty, no wonder you're an old bachelor!"

The Imperial Guard: "..."

You Do you still know that heroes save beauties?

His young master is quite powerful.

The guard's face twitched: "That's what the good young master said."

The good boy coaxed: "Uncle, next time something like this happens, you have to take action! You fall from the sky to save people from fire and water, girl. Brother, I'm attracted by your pretense, and then I'll secretly make love to you. Are you still worried about not having a wife by then? If you're worried that you won't win the scolding, come to Guaizi, and Guaizi will help you scold her like a bitch. My head is bleeding, the good boy curses the most."

Guards: "..."

He remembered the time when he went to Sichuan to suppress bandits, when his young master and the bandit leader were vomiting sweet things all the way. He was a bandit leader, and then he called him the second brother, and after calling him the second brother, he called him the uncle.

It's indeed awesome.

The good boy came closer, beckoned the guards to squat down, leaned against his ear, covered his mouth with his little fat hand, and said mysteriously: "Did you see those little girls in the crowd just now? They have been secretly Look at Guaizai, his eyes are so hot, he must have fallen in love with Guaizai, hey!"

Imperial Guard: "..."

His young master is really good at thinking. Those little girls just saw him. His young master was a bit scary with his fat head and big ears. He was so frightened that he hid behind his parents. However, maybe because he saw such a scary person who could still talk, he was still a young master from an adult family, so he peeped curiously.

Chapter 384

The women and husbands who had been scolded before came up with red eyes: "Thank you, young master."

"You're welcome!" said the good boy.

One woman shed tears and choked with sobs: "Yes, no one has spoken to us today, only the young master."

They felt aggrieved.

Can you not feel aggrieved?

The family can no longer survive. Finally, they have work to do and money to take, but they are envied by others and say so. There are so many people and no one can say a fair word to them. The work is tiring and the days are long. We have already had a hard enough life, and yet others say such heart-wrenching words, how can we not feel aggrieved.

"It's okay, aunt and uncle, don't cry. If there are still people who say bad things about you in the future, tell the good boy, and the good boy will protect you. If the good boy is not here, you can tell the uncle guarding the gate, and the good boy will tell him."

After hearing this, several people felt warm in their hearts. They thought he was a young master and he was rich, so they didn't dare to get too close to him. Now the young woman subconsciously touched his head. "Good boy." He didn't resist, he smiled at her, and the woman burst into tears on the spot.

Fang Zichen stood far away, watching the good boy comforting others, and a sense of pride surged up from the soles of his feet.

Liu Xiaowen looked at it and couldn't help but sigh, the good boy has really grown up, understands the truth, and has a good brain. He asked the supervisors and managers to come out, just to clean up the dirty names of a few people.

Otherwise, for people like that old woman, it is inevitable that some people will be suspicious, because outsiders cannot enter the fertilizer plant except for the workers inside. People like to have wild imaginations if they don't understand. Now when you ask people out, you must explain it clearly on the spot, so that everyone will believe it. Otherwise, It's hard to explain. It's like a lamb caught in a pack of wolves and nothing will happen. Is it possible?

Fang Zichen said with some pride: "He is indeed the son I trained with all my hard work. He defeated Xiao Xiao with just a few words. He really has my style."

Liu Xiaowen glanced at Fang Zichen. Fang Zichen raised his son as if he were playing, and taught him seriously all day long. My son doesn't have much time to play. Just recently, he spent a little more time explaining examples and was a little busy. Otherwise, the father and son would have gotten together and gone out to play. He also worked hard, but he really didn't see where the hard work was.

The good boy rushed over when he saw Fang Zichen. Fang Zichen caught him, hugged him, kissed him, took out a small seal, put a small red flower on his forehead, and smiled: "My son is awesome. "

The boy's face was flushed, and he was happy to get the little red flower: "Low-key, low-key."

He jumped down from Fang Zichen's arms, looked up at Liu Xiaowen next to him, and pointed to his forehead: "Uncle Liu, look. The good boy will get the little red flower. This is very good. You can only get it if you do good things. It is a reward."

Liu Xiaowen saw that he looked a little arrogant and shouted low-key just now, but now he started to show off again and found it funny. "I saw it, I saw it."

Gungundandan rushed over, hugged Fang Zichen's legs, and muttered that he wanted Huahua, so Fang Zichen had no choice but to cover them both.

When we returned to the village, the three little guys walked in front and took the lead. They were majestic and high-spirited.

Fang Zichen thought that it was unnecessary for him to make this trip. He made a trip in vain and wasted half a bowl of rice.

Let's not talk about other things. He came over and just stood there without saying anything. Others must not have dared to make trouble anymore. They wanted to recruit female workers first. Fang Zichen knew that this kind of thing was going to happen. He also wanted to recruit all male workers. It's not impossible, on the contrary, the work in these factories is heavy work, and it will definitely be harder for female workers.

But he thought of Liu Xiaoli, the diligent and kind person who always walked him to the door when he went to the academy, with a kind face and told him to be careful on the road. But what kind of suffering did such a person have to go through to be so desperate that he jumped into the river in the cold winter? Thinking of these, he felt uncomfortable.

These days, some mothers-in-law and men do not regard their wives as human beings. He does not think that he can change everyone's thoughts and concepts by doing this, but this is the first step for wives and husbands to come forward.

Why does the man in charge do whatever he says? Because everyone depends on him for food and comfort, and everything depends on his face. After being beaten, the daughters-in-law did not dare to resist. Of course, they wanted to marry and obey their husbands, but more importantly, they were afraid of being divorced. Once divorced, if their parents were dissatisfied, they would not even have a tile to cover their heads. .

If you are divorced or divorced, you will inevitably be gossiped about, but most people in the village can see clearly that if you are beaten by your husband, abused by your mother-in-law, and you cannot survive the divorce, in this case, most people will agree and not divorce. What to do? Leave it to be beaten? But some people think that this is life and they have to accept it and endure it for the sake of their children! It doesn't sound good to spread the news about separation. How can we live without a place to go?

Modern women can stand up because they are independent mentally and financially and can live without anyone.

Once the daughters-in-law and husbands realize that they can support themselves and their families and live well without relying on anyone else, they will no longer be like Liu Xiaoli, who is resigned to the situation. Whoever earns the money is the one who takes care of the family. If you have status, you can straighten your waist.

Everything requires a slow process of transformation.

He didn't want to do anything more, he just wanted to do what he could to make those wives and husbands live a better life.

Since ancient times, there has been no reason for a daughter-in-law to go out to work, but now it is easy to accept it, and there is not much rebelliousness. It is just a matter of selling vegetables to support the family, so everyone can accept it. If they are allowed to wear shorts Wearing sleeves and shorts, even if you say something bad, it won't work, and you might even get spit on.

Fang Zichen was right. The mother-in-law of the first woman was very fierce and beat or scolded people. Her son was gone, the family was very poor, and her temper was even worse. She went to the river to wash clothes, and the villagers often You can see Su's arms are covered with bruises.

They are all daughters-in-law who have become mothers-in-law. You can tell by looking at the marks that they were pinched.

Su Shi didn't dare to say anything! Now she lives on the land of her husband's family. Although she can't fill her stomach, she is lucky enough not to die of hunger. On her natal side, her brothers have all married wives, and the house she lives in has been given to her third nephew. There was no money to build a house, and the three nephews, who were already in their teens, still had to squeeze together. If she went back, there would be no land.

But when she went to the fertilizer factory and worked for only ten days, her mother-in-law didn't dare to do anything to her anymore. When she came back, she took the initiative and even asked her in a flattering way if she was tired? The food is cooked, come and eat!

Su didn't dare to eat that night because she was afraid that her mother-in-law would put rat poison in the food.

It was like this every day after that. She was hungry after not eating. Su Shi survived after eating the rice cooked by her mother-in-law. When she inquired about it, she found out that it was the aunt from the village who came to her door.

"Sister, I'm not talking about you. I heard that the salary at the fertilizer factory is several hundred yuan a month. You should be nicer to your wife in the future."

The mother-in-law also said to Qiao: "Why, she can get over it after making money." Is my mother-in

-law gone? She is not my daughter-in-law, so she cannot be kissed.

"You are confused. Your son is gone. How old do you think your daughter-in-law is? My ex heard Old Li Tou tell her mother-in-law that she wanted to come and ask your daughter-in-law." "

What? This is all for my old Su family. They want her even after she has had a baby, even if she is not clean? "

"As I said, it is difficult for a widow to marry, but it does not mean that she will not be able to get married. Besides, your daughter-in-law has a job and a salary, so what would the Li family not want to do? "Yes, do you think it's your fault? "

You really don't mind, it's not clean. The family is very poor, it's good to have a wife. If this wife is married, she can still have a job... ·

"So stop scolding your wife. If one day she can't bear it anymore and leaves, you and your big brother Su will have to take care of the little ones at home. At your age, you can still do it. !"

"That's not possible! She loves her children very much."

"What's the point? If she doesn't remarry, she can just go out and work with her children. Why should she be there? " Are you being annoyed here? The man is gone anyway. "

It doesn't matter if the man is still there. Anyway, I am determined to make money. I will go outside with my children regardless of whether we separate the family or not."

When the old woman heard this, she didn't dare to scold Su anymore. The same was true for several people in the village. They knew that they had to count on their daughter-in-law and husband to make a living. This was because they were humble and treated people as their own. , I dare not act like before.

When Mrs. Su knew about it, her back immediately stiffened. In the past, her mother-in-law refused to resist when she was beaten and scolded. She was afraid of being kicked out, and she was also afraid that people would scold her for being unfilial. Now you are farming the land of the old Su family, and eating the food of the old Su family. , you have to endure whatever people do to you.

But things are different now, the wind is blowing in the opposite direction - you old woman, now you are living off your daughter-in-law, and you still beat and scold her, it is so shameless, I wish I were your daughter-in-law! Go out early.

Su's eyes are getting brighter day by day, and her eyes are no longer dull and numb. She works very diligently in the fertilizer factory, and now she has hope!

...

Brother Zhao traveled to Anhe County for a few days. After the village chiefs mobilized, everyone no longer thought about planting rice.

Lord Xin.

Whatever the adults say is what it is.

After telling Brother Zhao the right words, Brother Zhao came back.

Since everyone agrees to continue planting sweet potatoes, factories and farms will be built, and they cannot be left behind after the New Year. After the New Year, the people will be busy with the work in the fields.

But now I have to go back to Ganzhou. After thinking about it, Brother Zhao asked Brother Zhou: "I'll leave this matter to you, can you do it?"

Brother Zhao has been imparting experience these days. This is nothing. It's difficult, just like building a house in a village. Who should you hire and where should you build a house? How deep should the foundation be? Where to build the stove, pay the wages, supervise the work, and prevent people from being lazy. People have brought tiles and other things to the town to take a look and make sure they are not shoddy. What are the things needed to make sweet potato flour? Zhou Brother understands that you have to find someone to do this, and he has to look at who to find.

Fang Zichen has already planned how big the factory building will be, so he just needs to follow it.

But having said that, the trivial matters inside are also annoying, just like starting a company, being the boss, managing people, and setting the direction of the company's development. Is it really that easy?

If that were the case, everyone would become a boss. Wherever there were still wage earners, they would have already become bosses.

Brother Zhou is a little afraid, afraid of making mistakes, afraid of not doing well. Even building a house for the family is a big deal. It has been discussed and asked to be done by the elders. He has never done such a thing, but he envies Brother Zhao. , I also want to be like him and be able to stand alone. If Brother Zhao can do it, he must be able to do it too.

"Don't be too nervous." Brother Zhao said: "When I first went to Anhe Village to recruit workers to dig rivers, I didn't understand anything. There were many omissions and negligence, and I didn't think everything through. But I have experience later. "Okay, just take your time. I'll ask Xiaowen and a few guards to follow you. You can practice slowly first."

Brother Zhou took a deep breath and made a decision: "Brother Zhao, I know you." It's for my own good, I'll go."

Aunt Liu was happy to know this, because Brother Zhao valued it and was training them to do something out of love! Otherwise, who can we let go? Or just put them into the factory to work casually, but there is no future in that. The people who manage people and work are always different.

That night, he told Brother Zhou and Liu Xiaowen: "Work hard when you get there, be bolder, and you can't do anything if you are just a submissive person. Don't let Brother Zhao down. He trusts you, so don't let him down."

"I understand, mother. "

At the end of December, Zhao Geer's family packed up and returned to Quzhou.

New Year's Day is January 9th.

When Nanny Feng, Xie Xiaoyu, and Mrs. Li saw the children, they were so happy that they hugged them and sighed, saying that they were little when they left home, but now they are so big when they come back that they can even walk. , the good boy's front teeth have also grown.

As soon as the five children moved in, the house became lively and lively, just like the market outside, but no one thought it was noisy. The house was big, and everyone used to be busy with their own affairs, so it was very lonely, but now it's like this A little angry, everyone listened to the children's clear and carefree laughter, and felt indescribably happy. This felt like home, deserted,

Li Yisheng hadn't come back yet, and several factories stopped working on the same day on the 6th. , the cement factory will need it later because it is needed urgently.

Not long after I returned to Ganzhou, magistrates from various counties came to ask for an audience.

There are thirteen counties in Quzhou. The positions of magistrates in Anhe County and Beiping County are all vacant. Fang Zichen really can't find anyone. There are really too few scholars in Quzhou, so he can only transfer them from outside. Before this happened I asked my colleagues to take care of it, but no one has been transferred yet.

Those with connections were reluctant to come, and those without connections were even more reluctant to come when they heard that they would be beaten to death if they came to be an official in Quzhou.

The government office is quite spacious, and it doesn't feel crowded even if there are more than ten people sitting there. All the seats are middle-aged men, and Fang Zichen is the youngest. He is twenty-two and almost twenty-three, but because of his cold white skin, he can't eat well. Well, he has a rosy complexion, has no memory, and is carefree. He looks younger than his actual age. Sitting at the top now, he looks a little out of place.

He is young, but no one dares to look down upon him.

To say that this person is also powerful, he is just like cheating all the way. Because of the Qin family, because of the left prime minister, and because of his ability to brag, he caught Xia Jinghong's eyes, and he was like a bastard who opened the way for him.

But outsiders see him as having a smooth sailing, and no one sees the hardships he has suffered. He has no ability at all, and it's all just luck? The article is not well written, and he only makes rhetoric without any reason or basis. Can the Human Emperor really take notice of him? He had no ability. He couldn't even catch Mr. Wu's eyes at first. He had been kicked out of the academy by Bai Huanan's uncle, and he had been tortured by the Sun family and the county magistrate's uncle. He said he had never encountered any setbacks. What a joke. It's not all smooth sailing. Only by being strong, recognizing people, and having a backer can things go smoothly and big things turn into nothing.

This will have a relationship with the emperor and the Qin family, and no one will look for trouble without a long-sighted mind.

Moreover, he has only been here for a year, and just picking things out at random is enough to prove that he has the ability to be a prefect and to lead them.

When they came, the concrete road still made them feel excited and shocked!

Eleven people came here. Knowing Fang Zichen's character, they all came with courtesy.

Fang Zichen said he was polite, and he came just as he came. Why did he still show the courtesy? He was not polite, but he stretched out his hand and accepted them all with a smile.

Zhang Quan had just moved the gifts to the back when Fang Zichen came in. He was in a hurry. He was putting it aside to see what gifts he was sending. He opened the box and looked at the gifts, feeling satisfied.

It's thicker than the ones I sent before, but not out of the ordinary.

That's right, the leading magistrate was corrupt and perverted the law, which angered Xia Jinghong, and many of the county magistrates who were complicit in the corruption were executed. Now, although the remaining ones are not very talented, they are still good in nature.

The county magistrates rubbed their hands and kept complimenting and saying good things, talking about cement roads, fertilizers, paper mills, and the flour mill under construction.

First there was a lot of praise, and then there were various hints, saying that they also wanted cement roads and built factories.

Sir, you have been in Ganzhou for so long, and you haven't even gone to the north before us! Come over and take a look!

Let's see if they can build a few factories and save them. They are all from Qianzhou. You adults can't favor one over the other! If you find it too far, we can carry you there.

They used to come here often at the end of the year, and they know what the situation is like here in Anping. It is even worse than them in the north. They are all poor, and they are just like brothers and sisters. I don't have enough to eat, and you don't have enough clothes to wear. They are skinny and have hair instead of flesh. They can be like monkeys as soon as they go up the mountain. But this year, as soon as they entered southern Sichuan, the people walking on the road felt windy when they walked, and their mental outlook was also very different.

Was this possible before?

That's not possible, I was hungry before! Poor! The people's sorrow showed on their faces, and it made people's hearts feel heavy.

Nowadays, everyone is still poor, and they still wear patched clothes and a pair of tattered straw sandals in the winter, but everyone has a smile on their face.

This is the first time for Fang Zichen to lead a continent as an official. He knows all the rules and regulations, just like the company's end-of-year reports from various departments, summarizing what they have done in the past year, what troubles they have encountered, and what problems they have. , where the big boss needs to make the decision, and then look forward to the future.

There are a few county magistrates in charge of things, nothing too outstanding, but they can make the people below live a stable life, and Fang Zichen can't force anything.

There are few towns in the north of Ganzhou. Fang Zichen listened carefully to the reports of several county magistrates and asked some more questions, and he felt confident.

Bei'an County, Beinan County, and Beiqu County all grow wheat. Beilu County has the widest area. There are many ditches, salt fields, and wastelands overgrown with weeds. Grass plants are very abundant. The area and climate are similar to grasslands. It's not easy to grow food...

The county magistrates saw that Fang Zichen was silent and seemed to be thinking, so they all became quiet and did not dare to say anything.

Fang Zichen looked at the magistrates of Bei'an County. They were quite tall, in their forties, and had slightly dark skin. At first glance, they were different from Yang Chengfeng, who specialized in sitting in the yamen where he could not be exposed to wind or rain. .

Several county magistrates were stared at by Fang Zichen. They were so nervous that they didn't dare to breathe: "Sir, what are your orders?"

"Of course I have."

...

Brother Zhao was leading a few children to watch pigs being slaughtered in the outer courtyard. , a dozen county magistrates came in from the door, with smiles on their faces, beaming with joy, as if they had just picked up silver.

They had done their homework and saluted on the spot when they saw Brother Zhao.

"I have met Mr. Fang, the four young masters."

The tone was polite, even if he was a husband, he did not dare to be rude.

Brother Zhao also returned the gift and asked them to sit in the main hall for a while - these county magistrates will be treated to a meal today.

People come all the way, so they can't go back with an empty stomach. Restaurants outside are expensive, so it's better to eat at home.

The pig was brought back from the village and bought from Mrs. Jia's house. It cost about two hundred catties and was not expensive, less than two taels of silver.

A pound of live pig costs six cents, sometimes even five cents. When it reaches the chopping board, it is worth another price, and the butcher makes the difference.

Li Yanmei divided the meat herself, chopped the ribs with a clanging sound, filled the basins, and Brother Yu and others carried them to the kitchen.

Today I'll have a meal of ribs, a whole braised pork, a pot of pickled fish, and a few side dishes.

There are many people and there are few dishes, so the quantity is large, otherwise I might not be able to eat enough.

The dishes were brought to the table, and the table was full. They were all served in big pots, and the portions were very generous. The ribs had been stewed for a long time, and the flavor was delicious. Plus, they had to do business first. It was already noon, and everyone was already hungry. Lulu, after smelling this smell, I couldn't stand it.

The old-fashioned pork is very fragrant and firm, the pork ribs soup is rich, and there is sweet potato starch in it. The braised pork is a square piece with alternating fat and thin. The same is true for the large pot of fish. I don't know how to cook it. You can't even smell the fishy smell, but just looking at it makes people drool. The fried pork with cabbage is also shiny. Although they are county magistrates, the food they eat is not that good. The usual food is only two dishes and one meal. Tang, after all, the land is poor and cannot be compared with the county magistrate outside.

They were all greedy now, but the adults didn't move their chopsticks, so they had no choice but to endure it. But today they seemed to be a bit possessed, their hands were not very obedient, and they kept trying to reach for the chopsticks, and their eyes were uncontrollable and wanted to fly. come out.

Fang Zichen picked up the pork ribs with chopsticks first: "Eat it, you're welcome."

The county magistrates took a mouthful of the noodles. It tasted like nothing they had ever tasted before. Is this sweet potato noodles? The factory that seems to be built in Anhe County will make this stuff.

There is a precedent for growing mulberry trees. At first, I thought it was a bit imprudent to stop growing grains in several villages. If I wanted to do something, I would have to test the waters with one or two villages first. It is good to take drastic measures, but once If we don't do it right, we're afraid people will starve to death again. After all, there are lessons learned from the past.

Now - it looks like it will work.

After eating, everyone's belly was round, but the belly was full but the eyes were not full. They asked some questions directly at the table. After the food was digested, they asked the servants to lead the way to the hut. Once inside, they finished squatting. The county magistrate's heart skipped a beat when he saw that there was only a pile of... unknown stuff in the basket next to it that was specially used for shit stirrers.

He touched the toilet paper. It was soft. It was placed here, and it was obviously for use. But this thing was white and paper-like, and it didn't look cheap!

He took two and wiped them, and then returned to the main hall obediently

. Everyone saw that he was very nervous.

He didn't think much about it, but as soon as he sat down, the man said flatteringly: "Sir, I will let people plant pasture when I get back."

Everyone blinked.

What's going on?

Isn't the leader unwilling?

This man is the magistrate of Beilu County. The fields there are not good for growing food, and the yield is not high. It can even be said that nothing can be grown at all. Fang Zichen said to plant pasture!

Grow pasture?

When the magistrate of Beilu County heard this, he didn't want to do it. If he really planted grass, the people would not have anything to eat.

Every household there raises more or less cattle and sheep, not many, just a few per household, because outsiders buy few, and if they just leave them outside, they will be full, and they can even farm in the fields. How can this be done?

Fang Zichen said that if you raise them on a large scale, it will be futile to raise them on a small scale. The grass outside will not be enough to eat.

Moreover, the cattle and sheep are locked up at night, and fodder must be put out at night.

The people in Quzhou are poor and don't eat beef and mutton very much, and cattle are not allowed to be slaughtered at will. If the adults say this, I guess there are other ways.

The magistrate of Beilu County listened to him and agreed, but the people around him could see clearly that this man was reluctant! This time I went out for a trip, and when I came back, I felt like I was being slapped to pieces wherever an adult pointed out.

After explaining again that the specific matters would be discussed tomorrow and sent away, Brother Zhao smiled.

They were eating in the inner courtyard just now. This table was full of people, and it was inappropriate for people in their room to eat together here.

"Husband, are you a donkey again?"

Those county magistrates came happily and left with smiles on their faces.

Fang Zichen glared at him unhappily: "What do you mean by donkey? I found that your brother is really bad at talking. I am the only one with a good temper. Otherwise, if it were someone else, you would be lying in a coffin on the road."

"Yes . Yes, you are the best." Brother Zhao smiled and went over to lie on his shoulder and kissed him: "Husband, are you going to Beilu County after the New Year?"

Fang Zichen shook his head: "That was the plan from the beginning, but I think the magistrate of Beilu County is a good man. He doesn't have big skills, but he should be able to do small things. I can just leave him to handle it, and I won't run away."

Brother Zhao: "Then where do you want to go?"

Fang Zichen pulled him into his arms and squeezed his hand, just like playing. He carelessly leaned against Brother Zhao's ear and hugged him. Suddenly he became disloyal. , slowly slid to his waist, and said mischievously: "I want to go to your gentle land."

Brother Zhao punched him, his face was a little hot: "Not serious."

"Isn't this what you love most about me? Fang Zichen pouted: "Good pot, come on, take a bite of the little Fangzi. I just didn't enjoy the meat."

Brother Zhao pushed him: "I don't want it, your mouth is oily."

"I am a greasy man now." Ah! How can I be called a greasy man if I'm not oily? Come on, come on, I want to kiss my little husband. I love you so much."

Brother Zhao smiled, his face bright and smiling, and he sat down. On Fang Zichen's lap, they got into trouble with him.

Fang Zichen rubbed the soft flesh on his waist. It was very smooth, but very thin, and could be manipulated by him. He could even hold it in his hand and pinch it off with a little force.

He looked at him carefully with a slightly lowered gaze: "Brother Zhao, I find that you seem to be more charming as you get older, and I like you more."

Brother Zhao punched him again: "You are just getting older."

Fang Zichen yawned: "To tell the truth, you still hit people? You don't want people to tell you when you are old! But don't worry, you are old, and I love you too. After all, your husband is not the kind of superficial person who judges people by their appearance."

Brother Zhao covered his mouth, but Fang Zichen naughtily licked the palm of his hand. The smell seemed a bit strange: "Brother Zhao, what did you just catch?"

Brother Zhao calmed down before moving his palm. After feeling the numbness, he smiled: "I just washed the pig intestines!"

Fang Zichen: "..."

I feel like vomiting.

But I just ate meat, and a pound of meat cost several pennies. It would be a waste if I vomited it... I couldn't do it, I had to swallow it back.

Brother Yu and the others were about to come in and clean up, and saw Fang Zichen's mouth turned into a pig's mouth. The two of them were sticky and fighting, like newlyweds.

Most people get married, but within a year or two, they start to quarrel over trivial matters, but the relationship between these two people remains good all year round.

Brother Yang was envious. He had never been like this when he and his wife just got married. He smiled and said, "Let's come back later!"

The pigs I bought in Chapter 385

were big, weighing more than two hundred kilograms, but because they were fed with vegetables, there was not much suet, so I used them to fry the rice. The rest of the meat did not need to be cured, so I kept it for home consumption.

There are many people at home! I'm afraid it will be gone within a few days of eating.

Guaizai, Yoyo, and Gundan came here because of the smell and said they wanted to eat the oil residue. So they cut some lean meat into the rice and fried it together. Then they took it out and handed it to them when it was cold.

This lean meat is fried dry, crispy, and even more delicious than oil residue. Chew it carefully, and it is still fragrant. The boy likes it very much: "Auntie, fry some more, and I will send it to my godfather. My godfather today I haven't even eaten at home."

Xie Xiaoyu's belly is obviously very big now. There are many customers these days, so he keeps watch in the shop. Today, he is killing pigs to entertain the county magistrates who come from out of town. Brother Yu and others go back to help. Okay, the store is a little busy. I was just taking a break when Guaizi and Yoyo came over with a basket.

"Godfather."

"Uncle Xie."

The two shouted, and Xie Xiaoyu looked outside and saw two little guys coming in from the door.

He waved to the two of them, and when he came closer, he touched him this way and that like his own son, with a doting look on his face: "Here he comes, eh? What does it smell like? It smells weird."

"It's fried lean meat, dry. Dad, do you want to eat?" asked the boy, holding up the basket.

Of course I want to eat.

Xie Xiaoyu ate a few pieces in a row and finished them in one go. It was not enough to fill his teeth. He was still not satisfied: "Why are there so few?"

Guaizi and Liuliu's faces were a little red and they were embarrassed to say that they couldn't hold it back on the way here. I thought I would just eat a little bit, but I was looking around. After I finished eating, I unconsciously stretched my hand into the basket. When I realized what I was doing... there were still a few pieces left, but that was because the lean meat was fried. It's a little hard. Both of his teeth have been replaced, so it's not easy to eat. If his teeth were good, I'm afraid the basket would be gone by now.

Guaizi felt guilty, knowing that he liked to eat dried fruits, so he said that he would go to West Street to buy some for him and take him around for a while. When he came to Ganzhou first, Guaizi and Nanny Feng went out to buy some. He is familiar with everything he sells.

The two little guys held hands and were not afraid even if they were not accompanied by adults. They went into the shop and bought dried fruits. When they came out of the door, they saw many people gathered in the cloth shop next door. They listened and talked about what was left in the summer. A lot of cloth is sold cheaply at the moment.

They are all from last year, and the patterns on them are long out of date, but the materials are good. The things sold in this shop are expensive, and women from wealthy families usually shop more. Now when the common people heard that the waiter was at the door, So I came in and took a look. It didn't matter if the materials were good and the patterns were out of date. Ladies were particular about those things, but they were not particular about it. But when I asked, one foot cost eight or two hundred cents. This was still a reduced price.

Not buying it.

Everyone rushed out again.

The store clerks don't keep people around, and if they don't want to buy, they don't buy it. The wives of wealthy families don't wear it, but those who wear it from small families can always sell it.

When the boy heard that the price was reduced, his eyes lit up. After thinking about it, he pulled Liu Liu into the cloth shop.

When the boy saw two kids coming in, one was wearing a poor material and the other was dusty. They didn't look like they had money, so he didn't entertain them much. He didn't even say that the guest wanted to see something, and just stood aside and kept to himself. Get busy with other things.

The good boy didn't mind, so he handed the dried fruit he bought to Liuliu, and he looked at it on his own feet. He was afraid that his hands would be dirty, so he wiped them on his clothes before touching the material.

The material is indeed good and soft to the touch. You can buy it back for Uncle Yu and Uncle Yang to wear, as well as the brothers and sisters brought back from southern Shu. When Qian'er came back, several brothers and sisters came with him, so he took it with him. A small baggage.

At that time, they came back alone with Fang Zichen, and they were afraid that people would be unhappy because they had too many flowers and would drive them away. Brother Zhao bought the materials and they kept saying no. Brother Zhao was afraid that people would feel burdened. These clothes are enough. After changing clothes, I didn't buy any more. They worked in a paper mill, and Brother Zhao also paid them wages, but they stayed at home on weekdays and didn't dare to go to town, so they didn't have many clothes.

It's nice that it's hotter in the summer, but it's hard to wash and dry in the winter. A few people only have three sets of underwear. They don't dare to stay overnight after taking a bath. Even if it's drizzling, they have to go to the river to wash. Xiaofeng often sees them going to the kitchen to bake. When the clothes were discovered, Xiaofeng was filled with embarrassment. When he turned around, Xiaofeng asked Guaizi to accompany him to the town to buy some materials for making obscene clothes.

Guaizi also knew it.

You can't usually buy such good stuff! The price has also been reduced, what a rare opportunity! Don't take advantage of the bastard if you can, just wear something comfortable and comfortable. It's the Chinese New Year, and my dad said he wanted to buy New Year's goods for his family. The boy looked at a few colors and carefully selected them, then he waved the guy over: "Uncle, the boy wants to buy some. "Ah? "

The boy thought he was kidding himself: "You really want them?"

Guaizi asked him to wrap them up.

The waiter didn't move and asked suspiciously: "Do you have any money?"

If you don't wrap it up, your work will be in vain.

"Yes! Is it possible for Seamus?" Before he could finish his sentence, Yoyo poked him first: "What's that?"

"Oh, yes, that's what it is." The good boy opened his small purse and took a Come out with a banknote.

One hundred taels! !

This was the reward given to him by Fang Zichen when he suppressed the bandits last time. The good boy has grown a brain now and is no longer a donkey. Fang Zichen rewarded him with one hundred taels for being the first to dig the river. It was agreed that it would be half, but Fang Zichen wanted to coax him to give him the silver note. He took it as his own and used five cents to exchange for the remaining fifty taels. The boy was not fooled and guarded the banknote tightly:

"Father, don't do this. The boy has no private money and will be like you in the future. If you are so afraid of your husband, you will be kept under control. How much will the good boy Simo buy you for the coffin and burn it?"

Fang Zichen wanted to beat him on the spot.

He was such a good eldest son, so well prepared for a rainy day. When he was twenty years old, his son was worried about whether he would have a coffin to hang up, and he didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

The good boy hugged his neck and rubbed his face, and said affectionately that he loved his father the most. Fang Zichen squeezed his soft little buttocks to stop fighting with him.

The child is getting older day by day, and it's not a problem if he doesn't have a banknote on him.

At the age of three, he already had two cards on his body, and he looked so impressive when he walked out.

Looking at the one hundred taels now, the waiter's heart trembled. Even the people picking materials not far away were shocked by Guaizi's generosity. In Quzhou City, except for those big families, who could do this for a child? ? It's a hundred taels at a time. If you put it in a stall outside to eat a bowl of noodles, you might not even be able to find it.

The boy looked up and down again. Guaizi's face was no longer swollen. Now his face was still as big as a bun, with a pink mouth and big eyes. He was white and tender. He had a tweet on his head. He looked very cute. I had sharp eyes, but I could clearly see that there was a one-fifty-tael banknote in the wallet!

He must be a young master.

But he knew all the young masters and young masters from several big families in the city, but he had never seen this one before him.

It's hard to tell what kind of material the little boy's clothes are made of, and he doesn't wear any valuable jade pendants.

But don't offend.

The rich ones are all uncles.

The waiter's attitude immediately changed. He was respectful and smiling: "Wait a moment, young master. I'll wrap it up for you right now..."

"Wait a minute, I want these ingredients."

Suddenly A voice interjected. Guaizi raised his head and looked at the person. It was a young woman whom he had never seen before: "Auntie, Guaizi bought this. If you want to buy it, there are some over there."

There are indeed some, but those designs are too fancy and there are so many colors that they feel a little dirty when you look at them. They are not as good-looking as the ones chosen by Guaizi. He has a good taste!

"I want these." The young woman said.

Liuliu frowned slightly: "This is what Guaizi wants to buy."

"Yes." Guaizi thought for a while and said, then raised a short finger: "Auntie, do you want less? If not, Guaizi will let you One for you."

"

That won't work, first come, first served. Uncle, wrap it up for the good boy." The maid

next to Mrs. Huang ordered coldly: "Xiao Song, wrap it up for Madam."

If you come to the shop and browse, you will recognize the clerk.

Liu Liu refused to let go: "This is the choice of the good boy. You can't do this. Uncle, wrap it up for the good boy."

The boy was embarrassed and looked at Mrs. Huang and then at the good boy.

The Huang family is a well-known big family in Quzhou City. 70% of the rice shops in Quzhou belong to the Huang family and they cannot afford to offend easily.

After weighing the two sides, the waiter pretended not to hear what Guaizi said, bowed and said to Mrs. Huang: "Madam, you are really discerning, I will wrap the little one for you."

He wanted to hug the cloth, but Guaizi put one hand on it, unconvinced. , he now has a huge sum of money. If he had not been the salesman who came to the village to sell things, he could only stand on his feet and look into the baskets. He envied other children who were good enough to eat sweets, but he still liked to pick up bargains:

"This is what the good boy wants to buy."

"Hey, young master, look at something else!"

"This is what the good boy wants."

The clerk whispered, "Young master, do you know that this lady is Who? We can't afford to offend you, just look around! There are a lot of good ones in the store! I'll give you a cheaper one later!"

Guaizi was really unhappy and grabbed the cloth: "I want it. This one. "

The patterns and colors on this one are beautiful, very elegant, unlike the others that are too bright, and Brother Yu and the others don't like eye-catching colors too much.

Mrs. Huang looked at them dilly-dallying with an impatient expression. The maid immediately urged: "Xiao Song, hurry up and wrap it up for Madam. It will delay Madam's return home. Be careful of your skin." She looked at the good boy again: "No. He knows where the little monkey skin comes from, but he dares to grab it with his wife regardless of his ability. "

The boy pushed the good boy away, and the good boy stumbled, and then hurriedly grabbed the cloth and refused to let the boy wrap it up.

The maids all spoke out. As usual, when someone betrays her face, she would have known better and apologized before leaving. Now seeing the good boy acting so ignorant, she felt that she had been provoked, so she slapped the back of his hand in anger. .

There was a crisp sound, and the back of my hand suddenly felt hot.

Now the good boy was annoyed. If it had been a man, his short legs would have swept past him.

With sharp eyes, Yoyo saw the back of Guaizi's hand turn red instantly.

This is his little bamboo horse!

Liuyou picked up a piece of cloth nearby and threw it at the maid: "If you dare to hit me, I will hit you. I will hit you."

The maid was hit accidentally and was stunned.

Even if you beat a dog, you still have to look at the owner. Mrs. Huang frowned: "How dare you touch my maid, where did you come from?"

The good boy stared at her: "Why don't you dare? You are unreasonable. Good boy doesn't hit women. You should leave quickly, or I will call someone and you will not be able to leave if you want to."

Mrs. Huang glanced at him and disdained to say anything more.

I just think that I am spoiled at home and lawless at home. When I go outside, I think I am at home!

I don't know how high the sky is and how high it is.

There was so much noise that all the guests nearby looked over, secretly feeling that Mrs. Huang was really shameless and followed others to snatch her away.

Mrs. Huang looked at the others and couldn't help but look down. She just took a glance and saw that the materials were quite good. They looked silky and light. They should be comfortable to wear in summer, and they didn't look like cheap goods at first glance. I just wanted to buy some for the second grade of junior high school and take them back to my parents' sisters.

The new goods from Pang'er were too expensive, so she was actually a little reluctant to give them to a few concubines. Although these were last year's goods, they were still good. Mrs. Huang's natal family was not very wealthy, and they only had several taels of material per foot. In other words, the legitimate sons and daughters can afford to wear it, and it is considered valuable to give to the concubines.

The good boy picked the remaining ones, but they didn't look good, they were too fancy. Even though they were the same price, he gave them away. I was afraid that the concubine would secretly laugh at her for her poor eyesight, and at this point, she said no. , she couldn't even lose face, others thought she was afraid! But this little kid actually dared not to give her the Huang family's face.

The waiters were all afraid of offending Mrs. Huang. Just as they were about to say something, the eldest son of the Huang family came in from outside.

"Madam, you haven't chosen yet?"

"Husband." Mrs. Huang came up to meet her. Huang Bingzhong seemed unhappy with her. After asking, he squinted at the good boy: "Who is so bold and dares to rob you? What do you think?" Just buy it, I'm here, I want to see who stops you."

His tone was threatening.

Good guys are not afraid of him. Huang Bingzhong is thin, small, and not very tall. He can punch people and fly away.

He hugged all the cloths in his arms. He could not finish the remaining ones, so Liuliu also quickly hugged them.

This matter cannot be undone.

They're right again.

Guaizi looked at him: "Who are you? You have a louder tone than Guaizi. Go away quickly, or Guaizi will beat you."

Huang Bingzhong's face sank. What a dilemma for the man!

He didn't dare to offend the Huang family and was about to snatch the fabric back. When Huang Bingzhong arrived, another boy went to the backyard to notify the boss.

The boss is a pot-bellied middle-aged man named Lu. He has been in business for decades and has connections in Quzhou City and outside. Although his family is not as good as the Huang family, they are not afraid.

A man in the cloth business is naturally more discerning than a clerk. If it were normal, he would be straight-tempered and must be reasonable. He would not just help the other party regardless of the reason just because the other party has a small number of customers and the other party has power. What's more, At this moment...

he looked at the short-legged kid in front of him and was secretly frightened.

There is no jade pendant on this child, and the clothes outside are dark and gray. At first glance, they seem to be the same as those worn by the villagers. It is not eye-catching, but what kind of material is it?

He once saw in the Jiangzhong area. The goods produced there are in hot demand. Ordinary people, no, not to mention ordinary people, even officials, can't buy them without any connections. One foot without patterns has to be bought. A few hundred taels, and it would be even more expensive if it had dark patterns embroidered on it.

Not only that, this product is also a tribute.

Boss Lu wiped his eyes, fearing that he had seen something wrong. When he got closer and took a closer look, he saw that it was indeed embroidered with dark patterns like auspicious clouds. It was not very obvious, and he didn't know how people made it or what kind of craftsmanship it was. If he stood in the sun, Underneath, the auspicious clouds and patterns are revealed. The light golden ones are embroidered with gold thread.

It is only by virtue of one's craftsmanship and the quality of the materials that a person can make a tribute that no one else can learn from him.

This is a gift from the Qin family.

Back then, Guaizi was still young, and no matter how careful he was when eating, he would always get oil and water splashed on his clothes, and he often helped with the work, so his clothes were always dirty, so Brother Zhao asked Aunt Liu to help make several pockets for him. Dark color, does not look dirty.

The pocket was made in the village. At that time, we couldn't afford any good materials. Brother Zhao saved it and took it to Yuanzhou when he saw that it was not broken. The good boy didn't grow up, and Fang Zichen, the leader, didn't come. He had been wearing the same clothes for three years, and they were as shabby as a little beggar on the street.

When he got new clothes, he wore them carefully, and the pockets were not damaged. Hengyang was rich, so Brother Zhao took him there, and all he got were brightly colored clothes, so he brought a pocket. The good boy liked to wear the little yellow chicken set the most. He had clothes. Fang Zichen bought them for him. Brother Zhao and Lin Xiaoxia went to work and were not at the Qin Mansion. When it was time to eat, he was afraid that the clothes would be dirty, so he took out his pockets and put them on.

When Meng Ruqing touched Mrs. Qin, her heart felt sour.

The coarse fabric of this dress is really poor and it irritates your hands even if you touch it. Even the servants in the house don't wear it.

The child's skin is so tender, how could he wear such clothes? But after asking the boy, he found out that this was made by the poor family earlier. He had to wear the same clothes for three years, but others laughed at him, said he was smelly, and spit on him. , and Brother Zhao loved this child very much at first glance, and it was not that he didn't value him. Meng Ruqing could only feel distressed, and his heart shrank and felt uncomfortable, it felt like a knife being scratched on his heart.

Meng Ruqing also knew that although children look better in brighter colors, they are not resistant to dirt, and good boys are active. When the cloth was given, these three dark ones were originally given by Xia Jinghong to General Qin. They are good for keeping warm. However, General Qin asked Meng Ruqing to pretend to be a good boy.

Gungundandan was unsteady in the lead, often fell down, and drooled a lot. It was the dirtiest time, and the good boy couldn't help but follow him. At the beginning of winter, Uncle Tang took out this material and made it for several children. Take off clothes.

It doesn't look like wealth, but in Fang Zichen's words, the clothes are low-key, luxurious and connotative.

At this moment, I was not very discerning. I looked at the clothes and couldn't recognize them, so I thought they were some junk. But that one was not only expensive, but it was so expensive that I couldn't buy it. Even though Mrs. Huang had a gold hairpin in her hair. Bu Yao, wearing an jade bracelet, was rich and noble, but together with Huang Bingzhong, the two of them combined could not compare to a pair of shoes - those shoes were made by Uncle Tang with leftover materials.

Boss Lu felt sad looking at it.

Can a child from an ordinary family be the one who can afford to wear this kind of material? Moreover, this kid's appearance is very rare, and he doesn't look like he comes from an ordinary family.

This does not mean that there are no handsome children in ordinary people's homes, but there are very few, and most of them are ordinary or above average. Why do most of the children from wealthy families have good looks? There are very few ugly people, that's because people have money and marry the first-class beautiful girls. Even if the ancestors have ugly eyebrows, if they are passed down from generation to generation, their descendants will look like dogs. Yes, and a man relies on his clothes and a horse relies on his saddle. If a man reads more books and knows more etiquette, and a woman dresses up a little, her temperament will come out. Even if she looks ordinary, she will look outstanding. No matter how good-looking ordinary people are, but they are dressed in The clothes were not eye-catching, the face was stained by the sun, and when he suddenly looked over, he was completely lost in the crowd.

As soon as Boss Lu's thoughts changed, he knew who Guai Zai was.

"Young master, do you want to buy these cloths?"

The good boy nodded, holding a few pieces of material tightly: "Yes! This is the good boy's choice first."

Boss Lu smiled kindly: "You know, you know, I'll cover it for you Get up?"

Huang Bingzhong said calmly, "Boss Lu, my wife wants to buy these."

Do you understand what I mean?

Boss Lu understood, but: "But this was chosen first by the young master. Master Huang, a businessman, is all about integrity and..."

"So Boss Lu is not going to give Huang a face?" "

How much is your face worth?" Isn't he older than the young master of the prefect's family?

"Master Huang, there are other goods in the store. Why should Master Huang and his wife fight with a child? Besides, this is what the child chooses first."

"That's right." Someone in the store whispered in agreement.

Mrs. Huang's face felt a little hot.

She usually did this kind of thing, but no one dared to offend her, so she gave in without saying anything, without making any noise, and it was hard for others to say anything. Maybe she gave in freely, but now people The little kid doesn't even want to, but he still does this. Your family has a big business, so you can use your power to bully others?

Huang Bingzhong was also embarrassed: "Boss Lu, you have to think clearly."

Huang Bingzhong is not a good-tempered person and is very petty. In the past, he had many contacts with the young masters of other wealthy families in Quzhou City, and he often went to the building to drink. , drank too much, and had the courage to contradict him. This was not a big deal at all, but next time he would just play dirty tricks and come back, and he would have to blindly agree with him.

Too small-minded.

Boss Lu knew it, but he didn't take it seriously. He took the cloth from Guaizi's arms and went to the counter to pay him personally.

Guai Zai smiled: "Boss, you are very smart. Aren't Gui Zai very stylish? So you have seen through the hidden true identity of Bird Guai Zai?"

Boss Lu: "..."

Boss Lu is a bit Want to laugh.

Huang Bingzhong gritted his teeth: "How brave..."

As soon as he said the words, a group of officers and soldiers poured in from the door and surrounded Huang Bingzhong and his party.

What's going on?

Everyone in the store was confused and quickly stepped aside, not daring to come forward.

Guaizai and Liuliu didn't react, they didn't even call anyone!

Da Li walked out from the officers and soldiers, pointed at Mrs. Huang and the maid: "Get them down for me."

Huang Bingzhong was not afraid at all, and opened his hands to protect him, but an officer and soldier pushed him away rudely. Huang Bingzhong was behind His waist hit the edge of the counter, and he grinned in pain: "What are you doing? I'm the eldest young master of the Huang family."

It doesn't matter who you are, the eldest young master of the Huang family, or some big bear. If you offend their young master, the head of the Huang family is here. use.

Mrs. Huang encountered this for the first time, and she was also a little panicked: "Let me go, let me go."

The officers and soldiers showed no mercy, pressed the two of them to their knees, and said sternly: "If you dare to attack my young master, let me go." Beat. "

What young master?"

Everyone saw Da Li bowing towards Guaizi and clasping his fists: "Master, are you okay?"

"It's okay." Guaizi said, "But Guaizi wanted to buy something, and they told Guaizi to get lost. Obviously Guaizi came first. Yes, but she still beats the good guys, they bully others, this is wrong, not good, very bad."

Mrs. Huang and the waiter's faces turned pale.

This... By the way, the prefect Qian'er has returned from Anping County.

I heard that the prefect dotes on his son the most. He protects him like a star, not the moon, and takes him with him wherever he goes.

It's over, it's over now.

Huang Bingzhong didn't dare to complain anymore.

If he were the first magistrate, he would definitely give the Huang family face and not dare to touch the Huang family. But with this new arrival, the Huang family has not had time to make friends with him. His father specifically told him to be more peaceful recently and that this gentleman was not to be trifled with.

This is a small matter and there is no need to mobilize so much force.

But just as Dali led his officers and soldiers to patrol the streets, he saw some people standing outside Buzhuang. When he saw that his young master was still inside, a woman looked at him with arrogance and disdain. When he asked the others, Dali became angry. broken.

A mere merchant's wife and a young boy dared to despise and bully their young master like this. Didn't they just think that there was no one behind the young master? He was furious and rushed in with his men.

Young Master, I am here to support you.

The clerk was also detained, his face was sweating, and he was panicking. This is the young master of the prefect's family. He, he just pushed the young master, it's over.

"Young Master, please go back first." Da Li said.

The good boy glanced at Mrs. Huang and Huang Bingzhong and saw that they seemed to be frightened. He snorted, inserted his waist, and coaxed him so hard that his nostrils became enlarged.

"You want to bully the good boy, what the hell! I told you to leave a long time ago, but you didn't listen. The good boy is a second-generation official and has special privileges!"

Mrs. Huang and others' hearts, spleen, lungs, and kidneys were turning blue, and their faces were blue for a while. White for a while.

Boss Lu wanted to establish a connection and make friends, and said that he would give it to Guaizi without any money. Guaizi shook his head and said no.

Boss Lu was a little disappointed. After some calculations, he came up with fifty-nine two hundred and ninety-six coins.

The good boy was lying on the counter, his big eyes flashing: "Boss, the good boy bought a lot of birds, can you buy less?"

Boss Lu: "..."

I just gave it to you for free, but you don't want it, and now I'm here to bargain. .

"Give me a small change for my dear boy. Next time my dear boy will come to buy from you."

"Okay, okay."

It was a big price reduction, but now I have spent more than a hundred cents less. My dear boy was so pleased that he kept talking all the way. They were not close together, and their little teeth were exposed. It seemed that they had gotten a huge advantage, and they did not need the help of officers and soldiers, so they carried the little bamboo horse back home.

The people watching the excitement outside looked at the two little boys. Is this the master's young master? Why did you come out without even bringing a servant? The Huang family is afraid that they will hit a brick wall now.

Liu Liu didn't understand: "Why did uncle give it to you for free?" That way, it wouldn't cost a penny.

"Too many." Guaizi said.

If it's one or two cents, give it to him for free and see if he wants it.

But this will happen a lot. People are doing business and they also need to eat. It's not easy to ask for it. And if you ask for it, you owe it to others. What if something happens to someone in the future and they come to ask for help? The hands that take people are short, and the mouth that eats people is soft. The more you take, the greater your debt will be.

This situation is different from that in southern Shu. That time he was trying to get rid of troubles for the people, and the people thanked him before giving him things.

As soon as Guaizi said this, Liuliu felt that she had learned something again. It is true that you can't ask for other people's things for free. The remaining fraction erased later was due to bargaining.

"Good boy, what you said makes sense."

"Absolutely." Good boy smiled and narrowed his eyes and said, "But the uncle and aunt just seemed to be frightened. Did they wet their pants? If they wet their pants, But it's funny, yoyo, let me tell you, Guaizi knows a very handsome grandpa, he is also a second-generation official, and he doesn't have to queue up every time he goes out to eat. It's amazing, hahaha, let them bully Guaizi, this Have you been detained by Uncle Da Li? But last time my father said that he wanted to make tokens for Guaizi, but he was busy and didn't do it. I will go back and talk to my father later. Guaizi asked him to make two tokens and give one to you. As a good boy, if anyone bullies us in the future, we will show our credentials and scare him to death. That will be so powerful!" A

while ago, Zhang Quan also showed his coolness in Quzhou. The officers and soldiers guarding the city saw them from a distance. Before they were asked to stop for inspection, Zhang Quan came forward on horseback. He didn't say anything when he got closer. He raised the token. The officers and soldiers immediately trembled and called respectfully, "Sir." Liu Liu saw it, admired Zhang Quan, and thought he was good. Awesome, now I fantasize about what if I... were directly beautiful: "Okay."

Chapter 386

Guaizai and Yoyo went to the store first to eat dried fruits with Xie Xiaoyu. Before they returned to the house, Da Li came back with a message.

Fang Zichen was still kissing me with Brother Zhao. It was a rare opportunity. It happened that the kids were not here, so the good boy went out and ate meat in the kitchen. The atmosphere was just right, and he was about to kiss her on the bed. Da Mi came all the way from the outer courtyard and shouted: "Master, the young master was beaten, master."

Fang Zichen: "..."

Fang Zichen tried to pretend not to hear, but Brother Zhao gasped and his eyes were filled with water. With rosy cheeks, she pushed him with soft hands: "Good boy...go and see if something happened."

What could happen!

Who dares to touch his son if he doesn't have the foresight?

But Fang Zichen went anyway.

He opened the door and came out. His clothes were a little messy and there were hickeys on his neck. Da Mi immediately stopped talking, his face turned red, and he lowered his head and did not dare to look.

"What's wrong?"

Da Mi replied: "The young master was beaten by someone."

"My son was beaten by someone?" Fang Zichen didn't believe it: "He didn't hit someone else?"

"It was the young master who was beaten by someone." Da Mi said: "Master, you have to make the decision for our young master!"

Why does this sound like a villain's line?

At this time, according to the nature of the novel, if he goes to help find a place, he will definitely never come back.

Fang Zichen choked up: "Please tell me carefully."

Upon hearing this, the Huang family?

It's a bit interesting. Yesterday, his colleague told him about the Huang family, and today someone hit him on his hand.

It's not a big deal, he didn't suffer any loss, Fang Zichen didn't say anything, the good boy is back.

I gave the cloth to Aunt Feng and Uncle Tang, asking them to put it away and give it to my brothers and sisters during the Chinese New Year. Uncle Tang touched it and found it was made of good material and pattern. It was soft, silky, and breathable. It would definitely be cool to wear in summer. After hearing that they had spent more than fifty taels, they both said they had made a profit.

After finding a big deal, the good boy wanted to take credit, so he rushed into the inner courtyard, holding Fang Zichen's legs on one side and the other on the right.

"Father, father, my dear boy found a bargain. He wants the little red flower."

"Yoo Liu wants it too."

"Okay, okay, give it all."

Fang Zichen took out another small seal and stamped it for him and Liu Liu. Two little red flowers, the two little guys were so happy that their eyes turned into crescent moons. They jumped up and down. They both kissed Fang Zichen, and then ran to play with Gegudandan.

Aunt Liu and Uncle Liu looked at it funny, secretly thinking that it was a good thing that Xiao Wen was not there, otherwise they would have been sad to see this scene.

Liu Liu has a lot of respect for Liu Xiaowen, but not enough affection. Liu Xiaowen doesn't know how to coax children. Like the men in the village, he is not good at expressing himself, and he is not like Fang Zichen, who can make fun of him, tease him, and lead him to do well. It's a very fun game. There is no generation gap at all. Liuyou knows that Liu Xiaowen also loves her, but she just can't let go in front of him. She acts like a little adult and won't make trouble with him like this. But with Fang Zichen, it's just being intimate. Very, completely like a child.

Aunt Liu and Uncle Liu also know the reason. After all, Liu Xiaowen and Fang Zichen have completely different personalities. Their son is very dull, and Fang Zichen's temper naturally attracts children. He is not ambiguous at all when talking about children. That little red flower cannot Eat, but I can't see it on my forehead. Normally, the two children are not so happy when they are given sweets. Fang Zichen donkey said that only outstanding, well-behaved, powerful and smart children can get this little red flower. Who can get it? Whoever has the most little red flowers will become a real man and a hero. The two children were so excited that they wanted little red flowers all day long.

When Da Li came back, Fang Zichen asked a few more questions, but didn't do anything. He just slapped the maid twice, and Fang Zichen muttered that it was an advantage for them.

Brother Zhao said: "Forget it, it's not a big deal. If we hit someone and go too far, it will be our fault. People outside may say that our son is bullying others."

The maid was beaten on the hand, and outside It's fair for people to look at her, but she didn't say anything.

Fang Zichen thought for a while, his son has not grown yet, he is tall and short, and his voice is still sweet. He looks like he is easy to bully, unlike him, who is domineering, wearing sunglasses and a gold chain. Just like the gangsters, no one dared to bully him. Remembering the boy's request, he gave the order immediately.

"Da Li."

"Yes."

"Go, find someone to get a token."

Brother Zhao reminded him: "Your son said he wanted two yuan."

Fang Zichen paused: "One yuan is not enough? You need to hang up the left and right tokens." On the ears?"

"He wants to give it to Liuliu."

Liuliu looks like he has a good character, so it doesn't matter if he gives it.

The materials of Daxia Tokens are also different. From high to low, they are mainly divided into three main materials: ivory, metal, and wood. The Imperial Guards were the emperor's men, they were more noble, and they were made of ivory.

What the emperor used was made of gold.

The first to third grades are also made of ivory, but the difference mainly depends on the carvings on them, which are the same as official uniforms.

The emperor is a dragon, and the birds embroidered on the clothes of civil servants are cranes in the first rank, golden pheasants in the second rank, and peacocks in the third rank.

The military attachés embroidered animals on their heads. The first grade was a unicorn, the second grade was a tiger, and the third grade was a lion.

This is all very particular, and ordinary iron shops are not qualified to make it, otherwise the token will be ruined on the street. Once discovered, it will be a serious crime that requires beheading.

Fang Zichen himself has one. It was made by the Ministry of Internal Affairs. Now he needs someone to get it. In fact, it is against the rules. Not everyone can wear this kind of token. Generally, family members of officials are not qualified. If they really want to use it, they can only use it. Can use its father.

But the big words were said at the beginning, and the child liked it, so all he had to do was beat the child and coax him to play.

Dali could only take the drawing he gave him and find someone to compare and cut two pieces. Ordinary shops did not have such precious things as ivory, so Dali asked the boss to use iron.

The small items were beaten very quickly, but it only took more than an hour. At this moment, Da Li was sent away. The son of the iron shop owner wiped the sweat on his head: "Dad, we hit the token, will it... "

His father glanced at him: "Don't worry! Nothing will happen. It's not a token at all."

It looked like a token, but what kind of Ultraman was carved on it? He looked at the drawing. Seeing that this man was a little weird, he asked, and said sternly: Ultraman, the owner of the iron shop has never seen or heard of it, how can a token carve such a thing!

The token was as big as an egg. When the boy got it, he was so happy. He kept jumping with his feet and his little face turned red. He felt that his token had a powerful Ultraman, which was even better than his father's token. You have to look good and be able to command the crowd.

The good boy climbed on Fang Zichen, hugged his neck, and said stickyly: "Father, good boy, I love you so much!"

He has many things that no one else has, and they were all made for him by his father, including several princes. None, they all envied him!

Fang Zichen found it funny: "How much love!"

He raised his hand and gestured: "I love you very much. My dear boy, I want to kiss you. Love means kissing."

Yoyo was also happy and jumped up. The two little guys After thanking him, he immediately rode out and ran straight to the city gate.

The officers and soldiers who left the city did not stop them. As soon as they left the city gate, the boy immediately turned his horse around and came back. The officers and soldiers subconsciously wanted to stop him. It was inconvenient for the boy to hold the reins of the horse. Liu Liu didn't know how to ride a horse. He held the boy in one hand and held the boy in the other. Taking out the token, I was very excited and showed the token.

Officers and soldiers: "..."

If anyone else was like this, he would stab them with his spear without saying a word. Damn it, what kind of crap did he use to fool them? Do you think they are stupid? I don't know how to be more serious.

Civil servants fly like birds, military attachés walk like animals, the officers and soldiers know that, what are you doing?

You can tell it's fake right away.

But now, they knew the young master of the prefect's family.

I saw it last time I went to town.

Moreover, there is no such young master in the city who can ride a horse.

They were all guarded tightly to avoid pain if they fell. Also, the good boy's horse was tall and mighty, with shiny hair. It was completely different from the other horses beside it. And the saddle was engraved with gold edges. , it's worth a lot at first glance. Even if you don't recognize the person, who can ride such a horse for a walk, can it be a child from an ordinary family?

The officers and soldiers guarding the city shouted respectfully and immediately got out of the way.

Guaizi and Liuliu entered the city, laughing.

The officers and soldiers saw them leaving the city again, and then saw them coming back. They didn't want to stop them, but the young master said they must treat everyone equally and cannot neglect their duties!

So he stopped, and Liuliu took out the token again.

After going back and forth several times, the two little guys were happy to see that there were too many people entering the city and could not delay the work of the officers and soldiers, so they headed back home.

The officers and soldiers guarding the gate watched them leave, dumbfounded.

The news about Buzhuang spread quickly, and within half a day Huang Zheng, the master of the Huang family, got the news. Huang Bingzhong just brought Mrs. Huang in and followed the boy who was waiting in front of Huang Zheng: "Young Master, I said that you are back. Go to the study immediately."

Huang Bingzhong knew what was going on.

As soon as he opened the door, a teacup was thrown at him.

"Dad." Huang Bingzhong dodged, and the teacup fell to the ground and broke into pieces.

"You still have the nerve to call me daddy." Huang Zheng was furious.

I have told my son to be careful outside and don't cause him any more trouble. I have had conflicts with the three young masters of the Cui, Cheng, and Wei families. Now the relationship between these three families and the Huang family is not very good, but the three families are powerful. Not as big as the Huang family, Huang Zheng didn't worry too much. Now that he was fine, he told him not to mess with Pang'er, but he didn't listen, and he got into trouble with a big one.

Huang Bingzhong had lost face in Buzhuang, and he was feeling unhappy at the moment: "Dad, this is not a big deal. What's the point of getting so angry?"

Da Li didn't do anything to him. Huang Bingzhong guessed that Da Li might not Dare, the new prefect should be a little afraid of the Huang family, so he has nothing to fear.

Huang Zheng looked at him upon hearing this, feeling increasingly disappointed.

Yu:

"Do you know what's going on at home?"

The new magistrate is a good man. The Huang family has been doing business for so many years, and it's not too clean. The villagers below reported it to the tongzhi, but the tongzhi could do nothing. Huang Zheng In the early years, it took me a long time to clean my butt, so I wasn't afraid of being investigated.

In Quzhou, the Huang family has a tendency to become the dominant one. He would not be afraid of the ordinary magistrate coming, but the new magistrate heard that he had a big background, so he came with the imperial guards and Qin family soldiers. Those who are ignorant only think that they are ordinary officers and soldiers. He only knows about this after he has some connections.

Before the leader came back from the news, the magistrate was recruiting troops. There was no food in the government office, so he wanted to buy a batch with the Huang family. Huang Zheng happened to be away at that time, so Huang Bingzhong took notice and sold it to the government for nine cents per pound.

The Huang family bought it from the common people for four cents per catty, but when they returned to Quzhou City, they sold it for eight cents per catty, and if it was shipped outside, it was thirteen cents.

If the government buys a lot, it should be cheaper, but in the whole of Quzhou, only the Huang family and the Wang family have more rice. The Wang family has two grain stores in Quzhou City, and most of the rice they usually buy is stored in Anping County. on the market and sold in several small surrounding counties.

The government bought a large amount and needed it urgently. More than 3,000 soldiers could eat hundreds of kilograms of food in one or two meals. I am afraid that only the Huang family can supply such a large amount of food in Quzhou, and the government will definitely not give up what is close to home. Yuan', the first consideration must be to buy it with the Huang family. If the Huang family doesn't sell it, it will be in trouble.

Considering this, Huang Bingzhong immediately raised the price, saying that it was cheap, otherwise the price would be more than ten cents per pound!

The officers and soldiers responsible for purchasing rice grains are so angry!

But what can you do? As a businessman, you are free to bid whatever price you want. You are not forced to buy it, and it is not against the law. If you find it too expensive, don't buy it!

The officers and soldiers came back to spread the word. After some thought, Fang Zichen turned around and sent his troops to buy it with the Wang family.

When Huang Zheng came back and found out about this, he immediately gave Huang Bingzhong another big mouth.

It's true that there is no business without treachery, because it must be done by the Huang family. This can make a lot of money by raising the price, but whose price are you raising?

Behind him were the two big bosses of Daxia, and the Huang family would never dare to provoke him. When Fang Zichen came and found out that he was an upright official, Huang Zheng was on tenterhooks, fearing that his colleagues would sue him, and he was also afraid of causing trouble. Displeased with the people, Fang Zichen came on top of them.

The leader, Fang Zichen, had been running around the village, not thinking about Ganzhou City or doing anything, so he breathed a sigh of relief. When his predecessor, Fang Zichen, came back, he knew that this man was also greedy. Suddenly, the child was confused and sent a batch of grain to the government for free, thinking that he was doing his best for Qianzhou, but before he could go, his son committed such a stupid thing again. Together, I'm afraid it attracted all Fang Zichen's attention.

Who is this adult?

The man from Daoxiang Village just planned to take advantage of him, yet he could still bear a grudge against the Master, not building roads for others, causing people to close their shops, and now he still offends people's treasures, is this going to end?

Huang Bingzhong was wronged: "Dad, I really don't blame Cui'er and me. How could we know who..." There

was a crisp sound, and before he could finish his words, Huang Zheng slapped him first.

"You still have the nerve to say, what did I say first? I said, don't cause trouble, don't cause trouble, even if he is not a young master, why are you fighting with others? Why can't you just buy someone else? Do you lack that little money? You only have eyes for you. Wife, no one else knows. If you continue to be confused, I will support your second brother." This eldest son is really not a business person. He ignored Huang Bingzhong's shocked look and said coldly:

"I am Huang Zheng. You are not the only son. My century-old family fortune will definitely not be inherited by those who are incompetent."

He didn't seem to be joking. Huang Bingzhong knelt down with a white face and fear: "Dad, I know I was wrong.

" Mrs. Huang was also called over by Mrs. Huang. She knelt down for a long time and came back with a slap mark on her face.

Why is it like this?

If I had known...

my mother-in-law said that she had been so used to being praised by others over the years that she had forgotten her origins and dared to look down on others, which would have caused trouble for her son.

She felt aggrieved, and she thought that Huang Bingzhong would complain to him when he came back, but who knew that Huang Bingzhong came back with a sinister look on his face, and his eyes didn't look right when he looked at her, so Huang Cuiling suddenly didn't dare to say anything.

The next day, the eleven county magistrates went to Fang Mansion again. Yesterday, they rested in the inn and stayed with their colleagues. On the way, the magistrate of Beilu County asked his colleagues: "Master Zhong, you said Master Fang asked us to go north." What does the county want to do with raising cattle?"

He thought about it all night last night and didn't come up with it.

Several nearby county magistrates were also curious.

This cow is hard to raise!

Pigs can be sold after half a year, but cows cannot be raised, at least for more than a year, and it is also difficult for cows to give birth to calves. Unlike pigs, which can have more than a dozen babies in one litter, and they can give birth in four to four months. A cow usually has one litter, and it takes almost three hundred days to give birth.

Therefore, beef is much more expensive than pork for various reasons, but they are poor in this country. Not only the villagers only buy meat two or three times a year, but also the people in the town only buy one meal every two or three days. They all want to eat fat meat to fill their stomachs with oil and water. Beef is expensive and has no oil, so how can it be sold?

It's bad luck to transport live cattle, let alone dead cattle. I'm afraid they will stink on the road.

Is it like making bacon?

But I've never seen anyone do this before! They are all cured pork and rabbit meat.

"I don't know either, but just trust me, sir." Tongzhi said.

The Beilu County Magistrate said: "I trust your lord, I am just curious, but our lord is really a good person. We only come here to do things for the people."

Several county magistrates nodded in agreement, only Zhang Jiahui and Zhong Tongzhi knew He looked like he was about to speak but hesitated.

In fact, adults are not that good either.

Those factories, these people thought that you were building them for officials. Even the Tongzhi leaders thought so, and they were happy that a good official came to Quzhou. But later, Fang Zichen sent someone back to handle the paperwork, and Tongzhi was dumbfounded. .

How come several factories are all under Fang Fulang's name!

Isn't it from an official family?

If it belongs to the official family, the money earned must be attributed to the treasury. If it is recorded in the name of Mr. Fang, it belongs to the Fang family. If it is made or lost, it also belongs to the Fang family.

Tongzhi was dumbfounded. It was built on official land, so he had to give money!

silver?

Fang Zichen scolded him on the spot, what money? Whose land is that? It belongs to the emperor. Do you know what the emperor has to do with me? That's my brother. If I give him two ounces of land to pay him back, I won't treat him as a brother and slap him in the face. Don't mention this again in the future. Although the sky is high and the emperor is far away, once word spreads, the emperor will hear it. Afraid of being unhappy.

As soon as these words came out, Tongzhi didn't dare to say anything.

He was not stupid, so he knew that Fang Zichen was just looking for an excuse to be greedy.

But if you dare to say this, the prefect is a wake-up call. Before the body is cold, Mr. Fang dares to commit crimes. People are not stupid. After thinking about it, they have some power, so they know it. The prefect knows that he is greedy, but this is also greedy, but People are greedy and their methods are higher. He knows how to do gimmicks!

If you are not honest, you must be a good official. A good official means that you can make the people live and work in peace and contentment. While you have enough to eat, you are also full of fat.

If he doesn't do something, he only has two hundred taels of silver a month, how can he support his family?

Two hundred taels can't even afford a good horse.

He wants the best for his children.

At this moment, several officials in the north were impatient and wanted Fang Zichen to arrange for them to build a factory.

Fang Zichen did make arrangements. Wheat, sorghum, soybeans, sugar beets, etc. are grown in places like Bei'an, but wheat is still the main food. A fertilizer plant must also be built there. As for how to build it, Fang Zichen also said.

The county magistrate of Bei'an asked if it was necessary to send someone over to learn? Otherwise they wouldn't do it!

Fang Zichen wanted to roll his eyes.

The teacher's disciples starved to death, and he was going to make money to support his children! Teach him out, is he stupid?

At the fertilizer factory, all the technical workers had signed contracts, and he would definitely send his own people there as well.

The magistrate of Bei'an County was confused as to what it meant to send one's own people. He suppressed his doubts and talked about other things first.

A fertilizer plant needs to be built because it is not easy to transport it from the south, and the quantity required is so large that it cannot be produced by a single plant.

As for the two factories to be built, Fang Zichen did not go into details. He only explained how to build them, how wide and wide they were, and what to do when he returned. The cement roads would also need to be built. At the beginning of the new year, he would organize people to dig wide roads and arrange for people to build them. When we come to transport cement, we are not allowed to deduct wages from the people. We have also made it clear how wide the village roads and county roads should be. As for other things, tell them not to ask too much. If you are obedient, I will take you to eat meat. If you are not obedient, Daoxiang Village will be yours. fate.

Everyone is obedient, and they dare not disobey!

They are all happy!

A concrete road has been built here in the south, and when it reaches them, it is magical.

What! Can't you get through it even if it rains heavily?

Clean? Can you still lick it with your tongue?

It's stiff, but it won't sting your feet, and it's more comfortable than walking on a brick road.

Everyone is envious, and they look forward to the time when the adults will come and build roads for them. They want it too.

No need to be envious now.

Tongzhi got the news yesterday, and now he told the story about the Huang family again.

Fang Zichen glanced at him: "Okay, I will take care of this matter. You are indeed an official after all! Not only was being climbed over your head by a mere Huang family, but you were also threatened back. Why are you so stubborn?" It's really unimaginable that it's like this."

Tongzhi said with shame: "The Huang family is powerful and had good relations with the leading magistrate before, so the subordinates can't move."

Fang Zichen waved his hands: "Okay, okay, no matter how powerful it is, it can still be done. Is he bigger than me? This officer in Quzhou is the boss.

I will take care of him." After hearing this, Tongzhi felt happy.

Fang Zichen said: "The matter has been explained. You can go back to where you came from! I have humanity! I won't delay your return home for the New Year."

It also takes three or four days to travel from Quzhou to Bei'an and other places. , it's almost the Chinese New Year now, so everyone is naturally happy.

These people are not corrupt officials, and the gifts they give are all paid out of their own pockets. It is not easy for people to go back empty-handed at this time. Brother Zhao has prepared gifts for them, not many, a pound of sweet potato starch, a roast duck, and two pounds of toilet paper for each person. Some local pastries and specialties from Ganzhou.

First, the magistrate of Beilu County went to the latrine. When he came yesterday, he didn't know what was going on. Everyone said they felt uncomfortable in their stomachs and wanted to go to the latrine.

It is usually rude to do this. Normally, everyone wants to see the adults above, so they try not to eat before coming, because it is really rude to go to the latrine on the way. Later, the adults will say that this is a person who poops a lot and is useless.

Why? Because lazy people poop and urinate a lot.

No matter what, in order to leave a good impression, I would rather go hungry, but everyone could see that Fang Zichen was not a waiter, so all kinds of excuses came.

Sir, I drank too much water and I need to urinate urgently.

I ate too many steamed buns and felt sick to my stomach.

I am not acclimatized and have diarrhea.

I didn't sleep well last night and wanted to go to the hut.

I just took a few sips of Northwest Wind on the way, and it seemed that the taste was not right, so I had to go to the hut.

Fang Zichen's face was dry. Do you see the word "idiot" written on my face? How dare you fool me like this!

Can't you come up with a reliable excuse?

The latrines in the outer courtyard were always occupied. Da Li reported to Brother Zhao that the toilet paper in the latrines had run out and he had to get two more stacks.

Brother Zhao wanted to laugh on the spot.

Knowing that they like it, I gave some gifts now.

It's cold, so roast duck and pastries won't go bad if you take them back.

In previous years, I would come with gifts and then go back empty-handed. This year, I got a gift in return. It doesn't matter whether it's expensive or not. It's just my heart. I admire them! Everyone is happy.

The night before I left, I visited my colleagues and wanted to get some news.

It's a set of things, I get it.

No wonder the adults said they don't need to send people over to learn from them. It turns out people want to make a living from this!

They used the allocated funds to build a factory, and in the end...it turned out to be an adult's.

Everyone felt bad for a moment. Xiangtou thought that he was a good person. It was a blessing for them and the people to follow such an adult. But now...but then I thought about it. This person is still better than Xiangtou. , what he is greedy for is the emperor's money, not the common people's money, and the things produced by these factories are not good for the common people, and they recruit common people to work. The common people have work to do and money to take, which is also good. Besides, adults don't even need any money for the cement made in the cement factory!

I wanted it originally, but Brother Zhao didn't give in. For this reason, Fang Zichen was still unhappy. He felt that he had lost 100 million. His food no longer tasted good, he couldn't drink water, and he was no longer interested in doing anything. He lay on the bed. His eyes were hollow, and he felt like he was about to cock his whip, but Zhao Geer calculated with him that he had been greedy for the land and factories, and Fang Zichen felt guilty. After calculation, he still made a lot.

I was in a bad mood in the morning. I had just eaten two bowls of rice. Then I thought about it and hurried to the kitchen.

Brother Zhao is helpless. This man is really troubled and never stays overnight. He obviously has money at home, but he doesn't know the fireworks of the world. He has lived a miserable life since he came here. He knows that money is important, so he becomes greedy like this. What? I want all the good things, but if I can't put them in my pocket, I feel depressed.

Limestone has not been found in Bei'an and other places, so the cement plant cannot be built and can only be transported from here. However, it has been used for road construction in the south. I am afraid there is not enough cement, as well as fertilizers. They were produced first, and now they are pushing the warehouse. Inside, it looks much better. The bags are stacked one on top of the other, piled high, and they will form a mountain. But no matter how many there are, they are not enough. Each family needs three or four bags. It's not like they only sell to Anping County. There are people next door, people next door, people next door, and people over there in Bei'an... the

officers and soldiers took orders and ran to the factory again.

Except for the paper mill, the other two factories asked a few managers to ask if they could work consecutive shifts during the Spring Festival and their wages would be doubled.

It's not something you can force.

If it were left to modern times, Fang Zichen would probably be in trouble even for the eighteenth generation of his ancestors. Their mugshots would be stuck under the soles of their shoes by employees and stepped on every day.

After work that evening, the manager said he needed to assemble to explain something.

No one was in a hurry to go home, they were all lining up at the door of the factory.

The person in charge said that after the new year, roads in several counties here, as well as Bei'an, Beilu and other places will also be closed. The amount of cement is expected to be large, and spring plowing will require fertilization and chemical fertilizers. There is not enough stock in the warehouse right now, so we may have to work continuously, and there will be no holidays during the Spring Festival, but we will be paid 18 cents a day. If you are willing to do it, sign up, and if you are not willing, don't force it.

Who wouldn't want to!

Eighteen cents a day, what is the concept? Two kilograms of meat. If the wages are not doubled, everyone is willing to work. If you work one more day, you can earn more, not to mention the wages are increased at this time.

This time is not like modern times. Most modern workers leave their hometowns and go far away. They cannot come back for a normal short vacation. If they take a three or four days off, the increase in fares will not count, and they will be spent on the road for two days. It is impossible to go back. I can't stay for long, so I'm looking forward to going home to see my parents and children during the Spring Festival holiday. If I work overtime right now, I don't want to curse my boss to death.

But the people in the factory here are all from the neighboring village. They can go back every day. My wife and children are tired of seeing them. What's the problem with working overtime? It's enough to go back and have a meal together in the evening. If you earn more, you can also buy more meat for your family. Isn't that good?

No one had any objections, on the contrary, they were very happy.

Chapter 387

Xie Xiaoyu is pregnant and Li Yisheng is bound to come back. The factory can only be temporarily managed by the two imperial guards.

Brother Zhao called Brother Yu, Brother Dou and Da Mi over in the evening.

They have learned to settle accounts. After coming to the house, they work hard and are not afraid to greet customers in the shop. They are very courageous!

Aunt Feng knew how to read. When Brother Zhao, the leader, was still organizing people to dig river channels in Anhe County, he sent a letter to Aunt Feng and asked her to teach a few people how to read in her spare time. Although it is difficult to learn, it is They knew that this opportunity was hard to come by, and they all cherished it and were happy. They were so excited that they couldn't sleep for several nights. The servants next to them did not receive such treatment.

In the past, there was no one in the village who could read, and even if there were, only young men could learn it, not their brothers and girls.

When I came back from the shop in the evening, I studied late without any complaints.

Brother Zhao asked Xie Xiaoyu and Nanny Feng, and they said that Brother Dou and the others were very honest. Now they seemed a little nervous and softened their tone.

"Don't be nervous. I have nothing else to do with calling you here today. I just want to ask you if you are willing to go to Bei'an."

Da Mi was the boldest among the people. He immediately said: "Master and Master are also going? "

We won't go there for now," Brother Zhao said.

If a fertilizer factory is built in Anping, you will have to send your own people there. The imperial guards are from the emperor, and the Qin family army is from the Qin family. At this time, there is not enough manpower.

In the past, there were just a few people managing a factory, which was better than working in a shop. It also showed that the master valued them. Brother Yu and the others were inevitably excited and happy, but they really regarded this place as their home. They were captured by Zhao when they were just teenagers. Brother bought it and entered Fang's house. Brother Zhao and Fang Zichen treated them kindly and never beat or scolded them. If they went there, they would be reluctant to part with them.

But they knew what was going on at home and had to go. The master and the master treated them well. They were needed now and they had to step forward.

Brother Zhao knew what they were thinking and said with a smile: "It's not like you won't come back if you go. We are short of manpower now. When we recruit people in the future, I will definitely bring you back."

Da Mi said: "If you are willing to go, But we only know how to work."

Brother Dou and the others nodded. They know how to boil water and cook, but they can't manage people. Thinking about it, they all feel dizzy. They have no clue, no rules, and they are confused. They have no control. , I don't understand, and they all know that there are hundreds of people working in the fertilizer factory in Anping Village. In the past, in their eyes, the shopkeeper in the restaurant was the most amazing person. At that time, when I was at home and selling firewood and vegetables in the town, I would pass by a restaurant and peek. I would see a man standing behind the counter in a long robe. He seemed to be doing nothing. He only had several taels of silver a month. It was enviable, but people He only manages a dozen or so people.

Brother Zhao: "If you are willing to go, you can go to Anping Village to enter the factory in a few days and learn. I have explained everything there."

Then there is nothing to worry about, Brother Yu and others relaxed He said: "Master, we are willing to go and we will study hard and we will not let you down."

As expected, Brother Zhao said: "I will send someone to follow you there, so you don't have to be afraid. When you get there, the three of you will We need to help each other, we are a family, everything must be discussed, you know?"

"Don't worry, Lord, we know."

"Then you go back and prepare, we will leave on the third day of the year.

"

If Brother Yu and others are transferred over, the shop here will be unmanned. Brother Zhao wants to arrange the few people Fang Zichen brought back from southern Sichuan to the shop so that they can slowly get in touch with some people. , otherwise it would be okay to just sit in the back kitchen and work hard without seeing anyone.

Fang Zichen is in control of the general direction, and most of the trivial matters are left to Brother Zhao. He also rushes to put the ducks on the shelves, no matter what, because there is really no one. Fang Zichen has been fishing for three days and drying the nets for two days, and now he can't Know where to take the kids.

When I first entered the inner courtyard, I saw Xiaofeng sitting under the eaves with a depressed face.

Brother Zhao walked over: "What's wrong?"

Xiaofeng stood up: "I ran out of gouache. I came to find Uncle Fang, but I didn't see him. Not even the good guy."

At first, Fang Zichen gave The children have all made paintbrushes. The one who can insist on painting every day is Xiaofeng. He is not very interested in other things, but he likes painting the most.

He was taught sketching by Fang Zichen himself, and now he can draw extremely well.

Paint brushes are used by children for graffiti. Coloring characters is not very good-looking. Fang Zichen made special paints for him and put them in boxes of small boxes. They can be matched in pairs and then mixed into another color. Very realistic after coloring.

Xiaofeng liked it the most. Fang Zichen made this gouache material for him at first, but it took him a long time to make it. He had been saving on it, but no matter how much he saved, he would use it up one day.

It was all used up last month, but Fang Zichen was busy, so Xiaofeng didn't say anything. Now that the New Year people were free, he came over to look for it, but unexpectedly, it was all empty. If he had known it, he would have told him at the dinner table that Uncle Fang was going out to play. You didn't even call him, huh!

Brother Zhao asked him to follow him into the room, searched in the box under the bed, and gave him paint.

When Xiaofeng saw the paint, he immediately put aside Fang Zichen's depression of not taking him out to play, and said happily: "Thank you, Uncle Zhao."

"This is what your Uncle Fang made for you last time. You should make more." Thank you, Uncle Fang."

Xiaofeng lowered his lips and said, "Last night, he said he wanted to marry me to Wang Mazi in exchange for two pounds of rice. Uncle Fang hated

it. "

"Actually, I think Wang Mazi is pretty good-looking too!"

Xiaofeng's eyes widened.

Wang Mazi is actually a child of the Wang family in Quzhou City. The Wang family sells grain. Wang Mazi is only seven years old. He has a tiger-like head and black and thick eyebrows, like a caterpillar. He looks very handsome. This is the family. Someone who is illiterate and doesn't know what to think actually names his child Wang Mazi, which is even more damaging than Fang Zichen.

Xiaofeng was unhappy: "Uncle Zhao, tell me, our brother, do we really have to get married in the future? Isn't it okay if we don't marry?"

After his father died, his mother had to remarry. Although he The reason why the uncle was forcing him to take back the fields, on the other hand, was because his mother wanted to, but he made excuses for himself: "Xiao Feng, this is our fate in this life."

What fate, the fate of serving a man.

"It's not enough if you don't have a man in the family. My mother married your Uncle Liu for your own good. We have to get married and have a man to live this life."

Why do we need to marry!

Isn't it good at home?

Brother Zhao touched his head and smiled: "If you don't want to marry, you can marry a chicken! But I think about it, marrying a chicken or a dog doesn't seem to be exciting!"

Xiaofeng: "..."

Uncle Zhao and Uncle Fang learned bad things.

Xiaofeng became more serious: "Uncle Zhao."

"What's wrong?"

"Does Uncle Fang want to build a factory in Beihe County?" Xiaofeng asked. He had heard it once, and it was probably a noodle factory, because he heard the word "face" in it. Brother Zhao said honestly: "Yeah! It's instant noodles

. I've been thinking about trying to make it for the past few days. Once it's made, we ate it and saw how it tasted. We can only make it if it tastes good." It's still the same as sweet potato noodles.

, make it first, eat it, it tastes good, it will definitely be sold, and then the factory can be built.

Fang Zichen had eaten instant noodles several times, but his aunt at home said that eating too much of it was unhealthy and was strictly prohibited, so his second brother took him to hide outside and eat it secretly. The ingredient list was clearly written on it, including what was used. Fang Zichen knew it, his understanding and memory were first-rate, but as for how to do it, don't ask, you just don't know.

He himself likes instant noodles very much, so he feels that there is no need to ask. If it is not delicious, it cannot be so popular. His classmates often eat it and take it for breakfast. It is packed in a bucket and tastes good in the classroom. In the middle of winter, he would rather go to the rooftop When I went up, I was shivering from the cold, but I still wanted to eat the instant noodles. Some people bought bags of instant noodles, poured in the seasoning packets, crushed the noodles, shook them and ate them.

But sweet potato starch is different. If his grandma hadn't loved it, he would have never heard of it.

Xiaofeng said that he wanted to try it with Brother Zhao. If the factory was really built and there was not enough manpower, he would go there.

He also wanted to do something for his family.

Brother Zhao has no objection. The child is older and cannot stay with him all the time. It is also good to practice more.

Fang Zichen took the children out to play for a day and came back in the evening. The children didn't feel tired after going out for a day, and they were still smiling. The cold wind blew too much, and their little faces were still flushed.

Fang Zichen went out with forty coins, one candied haws and one big pancake for each person. No matter how much there was, there would be nothing left. The children were very hungry, and they devoured it when they came back to the table.

When he returned to his room at night, Brother Zhao wiped his hair and saw that Fang Zichen was covered with quilt, as tight as a cicada, looking drowsy.

"Are you so tired?"

It wasn't too late now. His husband usually went to bed very late, and fell asleep quickly when he was particularly tired.

Fang Zichen snorted: "Go away, those two bastards haven't even finished shopping on the street and they are clamoring to be hugged. They are so heavy. I have to control them better next time and don't let them eat so much. Holding them is like hugging two pigs." I'm so exhausted."

"Then why don't you go shopping and bring them back earlier?" Brother Zhao hung up his turban and ran into the quilt with the cold wind. Fang Zichen immediately hugged him to warm him.

"Children like to go shopping!"

Brother Zhao held his waist, and it was warm under the quilt. Fang Zichen felt like he was carrying heat. When it was cold in winter, Brother Zhao liked to sleep next to him. Fang Zichen couldn't help but tighten his arms. , rubbing her cheek against the top of his soft, acacia-scented hair.

Brother Zhao looked up at him: "Why didn't you take Xiaofeng with you today?"

Xiaofeng looked unhappy.

Fang Zichen woke up a little: "I won't let you hit me."

Brother Zhao directly propped up his upper body and couldn't fall asleep: "Did they quarrel?"

"No!" Fang Zichen pulled him back and tucked the quilt back in: "Yes. Isn't it Xiaofeng's birthday? Your son wanted to buy him a gift and spent the whole day shopping!"

Brother Zhao slapped his head and saw that he had forgotten all about it. He has been busy these days.

Fortunately, my dear boy still remembers it!

He remembers the birthdays of everyone in the family very well. He learned from Fang Zichen and always wants to give people little surprises. Otherwise, let alone the village, there are wealthy families. Children and elders are not born every year, or they are born once, and then they are older. , passed once every integer.

The child is really thoughtful. On Brother Zhao's birthday the year before last, the good boy also gave him a gift, a family portrait he drew, and a bowl of longevity noodles. The noodles were as thick as his arms. I don't know if there was too much soy sauce or if he put them on the bottom of the pot to cook. Yes, the soup was dark. Brother Zhao took a bite and was almost sent away on the spot. Now he is still worried: "Did he buy flour?"

Fang Zichen was worried for Xiaofeng: "I bought a pound today. Your son said "I can't live without longevity noodles, and I can't stop him."

Guaizi was still unhappy, saying that without the longevity noodles he made, Brother Xiaofeng's birthday would not be complete, and Brother Xiaofeng would definitely be unhappy. , Father, get out of the way!

Brother Zhao said naa: "Xiaofeng is going to suffer!" Sometimes, his son is too friendly, which seems not to be good.

After chatting about home affairs, Brother Zhao then talked about Brother Yu and Xiaofeng's plans.

Fang Zichen had no objection.

"If he wants to go, let him go. When children are older, they always need to exercise. When I was his age, I had been living independently for several years."

"Really."

"That can be fake."

Brother Zhao looked at him With an awesome look on his face, he couldn't help but say: "But I remember when a certain person first came here, he didn't even know how to stir-fry food!" "

..."

Fang Zichen choked and looked at Brother Zhao's teasing gaze. , face not red, heart not beating: "Blow your bullshit a little bit, cheer up the atmosphere! Why do you still take it seriously?"

Brother Zhao smiled and turned to business: "What are you going to do about the Huang family?"

"Support King," Fang Zichen said.

The Wang family and the Huang family are not fighting each other. They are both engaged in the business of selling rice and grain. As the saying goes, they are unjust.

Brother Zhao frowned slightly: "Will the Huang family make a fuss?"

"A fuss?" Fang Zichen snorted: " How can they cause trouble? Do you think I am the magistrate of Anhe County? Are you going to let them threaten me?

The Huang family is considered a 'country squire' and is quite powerful. They have opened many shops in Quzhou City, specializing in selling grain, and they also have shops in the counties below, and their business is very large.

Anhe County also specializes in rice cultivation, with less corn and soybeans. Several villages there used to live well, but for unknown reasons, every household began to sell off their land in large quantities.

After investigation, it turned out that people in the village always went to the town with a gang to look for work during their spare time. That year, they searched for several days but could not find any work. When they were about to return to the village, a housekeeper stopped them and said they were looking for work. Your son's? Now his master wants to build a house for seven cents a day. Do you want to come?

Since he wanted it, he went.

The servant in the master's house followed them. The servant was talkative and had a good personality, so he quickly became familiar with everyone.

Because the yard has to be settled in a hurry, we have to start work before midnight in the morning. If we go home, the village is far away from the town, and we may have to come before dawn in the morning. It is such a hassle and it is not easy to rest, so everyone will go to work the next day. Go back once, and if you don't go back, you'll stay in the backyard of the employer's house.

The boy then said that he would get off work early in the evening and couldn't fall asleep right after dinner. Would you like to go with him to broaden your horizons?

The men couldn't bear the persuasion and followed the boy to a gambling house.

Every time they go out to look for work, their parents keep telling them not to come to a place like this. Some of them have been telling them since they were young. Everyone has heard this so much that they dare not come, but at the same time, they can't help it. curious.

What kind of place is inside the gambling house?

Go in and take a look, everything should be fine!

With this idea in mind, everyone went in.

Once you enter, it's over.

The boy just said a few words: "Would you like to play two games?"

"What are you afraid of? Let's just play smaller."

"Have you seen those uncles? They were originally from the village. They were very poor and wore little clothes. Even worse than you are, but look at the clothes he wears now. He can't even afford a single tael. Moreover, he now has three courtyards in the town. I heard that he won more than forty taels of silver yesterday!

" It's okay, I'll definitely make a comeback in the next game, and I'll find wealth and wealth in danger, and I see that these brothers are all noble-looking."

"It's a good time to play with the money. Not to mention the hard work, you only get a few dollars a day. When will you be able to live a good life?"

Everyone was excited when they heard it. It really doesn't matter if you play a few times. After playing, the first I won dozens of coins in one round.

It's easy, you don't have to do anything, and the coins you bet are doubled in one go.

This... the money came so quickly.

Men must not be obsessed.

After that, the gambling became more and more serious, and the addiction got worse. I didn't want to do any work anymore. I ran out of money and went back to get it. I also lost everything at home. But you still want to gamble with us? What if we can make a comeback in the next game?

The manager of the casino said that if he had no money, he would sell the house and land! Anyway, you will live in the town from now on. Why are you keeping those shabby houses in the countryside and farming there? If you open a shop in the town, you can live casually. This is what Boss Fang and Boss Ma are like. You can see whether they are cool or not now.

The men went back to discuss it, but the family didn't agree, so they had no choice but to borrow money from the gambling house to gamble first. Later, the gambling became bigger and bigger, and they couldn't afford to pay it back. The gambling house had staked people, and the family had no choice but to sell the land. After being introduced by someone, he sold it to Huang

Ke and Renshan of the Huang family, and bought the land. Knowing that they had no land, he said that they would still let them plant the land, but at a price of 70% a year, they were quite like tenant farmers.

Those people are grateful. Although what they usually grow is not enough to eat, and this time they have to hand it over to the seventh floor, it is still better than selling it and growing nothing.

The people in the village felt sorry for their situation, but later, when everyone went to the town, they started to have accidents in twos and threes. Either they bumped into the noble man and knocked the jade pendant he was holding on the ground. There were dozens of taels and they couldn't afford to pay, or it was for no reason. Provoking people...

Most of the people in the village were forced to sell a lot of their fields to save money.

They were all sold to

Huang Village. People in the village were so scared that they did not dare to go to the town. Some families in the next village also encountered similar things.

However, in the past twenty years, most of the land deeds in several villages and most households have been put into the pockets of the Huang family. Isn't it that some people have doubts about it? How about several villages doing it at the same time? Does this make sense? I don't know what happened later, but I found out about the Huang family.

Said that everything was instigated by the Huang family.

But in the early years, the Huang family relied on this business without capital to expand their business. They moved from the town to Quzhou City and opened shops all over Quzhou.

First, the magistrate of Anhe County wanted to investigate, but the Huang family were not afraid and did not cooperate at all. They did it cleanly and asked directly: "Where is the evidence! Don't slander a good person!"

"We have witnesses."

"Who knows about the witnesses? Whether it was you who found it, or whether it was arranged by our enemies of the Huang family, who knows! There are all the witnesses and physical evidence, and our Huang family will admit it. If there is only the testimony of the witnesses and no other evidence, this will not work. Sir, you are a common man. The businessman is very busy, so he won't accompany him."

Later, the county magistrate insisted on investigating, which made the Huang family unhappy. All the Huang family's grain stores in Anhe County were closed, and eight or nine of the cloth shops they had good relations with were closed. Grocery stores and other stores are also closed. Huang's shop is the only one here. Most of the rice produced in Ganzhou has been purchased by Ganjia. Several other shops with no background have been suppressed by them and closed down. The common people If you can't buy rice, people will starve to death, so don't make trouble.

The magistrate of Anhe County reported to the superiors that the magistrate did not do anything and still had friendship with the Huang family. The Huang family's power was really powerful and there was no conclusive evidence. The county magistrate was unable to mobilize food from outside. Most of the rice grain in Quzhou was controlled by The Huang family was in control, and the county magistrate had no backing. He couldn't fight the squire, so he had no choice but to turn a blind eye.

Fang Zichen didn't come earlier, and Zhong Tongzhi was also afraid that the next magistrate would be befriended by the Huang family, so he thought of robbing the Huang family first. However, the Huang family repeated their old tricks, and chaos broke out in Quzhou, and he came to threaten him again. The matter was settled again.

There is no capable backstage, and the large squire family is so intricate that it is difficult to move.

The Huang family has no evidence and is lawless. More than thirty years have passed and it is difficult to investigate.

But Fang Zichen is the boss in Quzhou City. Are you afraid of the Huang family? What a joke.

Originally, the government and businessmen could be a good family, but the Huang family is too powerful, and they don't take the government family seriously at all. If they don't rectify it, Quzhou will probably become the sole proprietor of the Huang family in the future.

It is still necessary to help other families to get up, and one family cannot be the dominant one. If something goes wrong, it will be difficult to deal with it. At this moment, Fang Zichen does not dare to act rashly. Later, the Huang family will use that trick against him. He is afraid that Yes, you have to be subdued.

Huang Bingzhong offended the good boy, Huang Zheng finally thought about it and escorted Huang Bingzhong over with a gift, saying that he wanted to apologize for bumping into the young master.

Although Huang Bingzhong did something wrong in this matter, he happened to find someone who came to see him

. Fang Zichen called Da Li back from the Yamen and asked him to receive him.

The servant accepted the gift, and Da Li led the Huang family and his son to the main hall, served tea, and said that the master was busy and would wait a moment.

They waited for most of the day, and the tea was not refilled. The Huang family and his son didn't know it was intentional.

After returning depressed, Fang Zichen didn't do anything. It seemed that the matter was over.

The rice should be eaten while it's hot, but if it's too hot and it burns your mouth, sometimes you should wait for it to cool down before serving it.

...

On the second day of the second lunar month, the letter was delivered to the capital. The Imperial Guards went on horseback and changed their horses when they reached the inn on the way. Those who hurried slowly had to seal the letter before sending it to the capital.

I don't go to court on New Year's Day and I don't take care of the affairs. But when I heard that it was a letter from Quzhou, Huang Eunuch immediately called for people to come in.

After Xia Jinghong read the letter, his face immediately fell, and he made a noise all night with the left and right prime ministers entering the palace.

It's the Chinese New Year, I'm afraid something might happen.

The two of them did not dare to delay, and immediately entered the office. After receiving the letter and reading it, they were both silent.

"What do you two dear princes think?" Xia Jinghong asked, "Do you think this is possible?"

The Chao Kingdom and Beiqi, Dayuan and other countries may want to unite. How can this be possible if it is difficult for one to be in the north?

Is it unfounded?

But if you think about it carefully, Beiqi and Oyuan have been constantly harassing the border over the years. Except for Oyuan who suddenly used the whole country to invade in the first year of the year, the rest are small-scale attacks. But in wars, no matter how big or small, there will always be losses. They have been fighting for so many years and can't get in, so why are they still full and ready to attack from time to time?

I thought it was bellicose, but now I have figured it out after reading Fang Zichen's letter.

The constant harassment can give people the illusion that they are always thinking about attacking Daxia.

So the border line must be strictly guarded. If we need more troops, the situation will be unstable. Especially some men recruited directly from the village. After experiencing the battle and seeing the cruelty and death on the battlefield, it is easy for them to have strong emotions. In response, they will be afraid, fearful, desperate, etc.

Holding these emotions, if not sorted out in time, will have a great impact on their future training, making it difficult to train with peace of mind, and the effect will be poor. The time Ohara came in, he probably wanted to explore his military strength.

Prime Minister Zuo thought for a moment and felt that it was difficult to conclude this matter, but what Fang Zichen said was not impossible. This was the worst case scenario. Whether it was true or false, he had to be on guard.

The right minister said: "Your Majesty, I feel that what is said in this letter is not nonsense."

Even if it is not true, there is such a possibility, so we have to be cautious, otherwise if it is true, they will be unprepared and the people will join forces to fight. Come here, attack from both sides... They can't afford the consequences.

The three discussed for a long time and agreed to Fang Zichen's recruitment of troops to establish a second line of defense.

but······

Could he have gone to Ganzhou, become addicted to being the boss, and want to rebel?

Xia Jinghong couldn't even think about it. He was just lazy. He said he wanted to live a hundred years! The emperor dies quickly. He has to go to court before dawn, and he has to marry three thousand ancestors. He fights until midnight. He just wants to be the emperor because his brain is filled with water. Moreover, all he can think about is taking advantage of others and getting down to business. I don't want one thing.

The right minister was also worried and asked the imperial guards if Fang Zichen had gone to Quzhou and had any contact with the prefects of Jizhou or Qinzhou?

The Imperial Guard said no: "After Mr. Fang went to Ganzhou, he ran to the village the next day."

"Run to the village?"

"Yes," the Imperial Guard reported honestly: "First, he went to Anhe Village in Anhe County. , Xiaxing Village and other places diverted water, and later built paper mills and cement plants, made cement roads, made fertilizers, recruited workers, suppressed bandits, and were so busy that they didn't even see the county magistrate... "Wait. "

Xia Jinghong said, he was confused: "Diverting water to Anhe County?"

"Is

it digging ditches?" Xia Jinghong now knows everything about it. Because the prefecture of this place had just been renovated last year, and if Anhe County remembered correctly, the report last year showed that the most people died in this county. He asked Eunuch Huang to spread out the map and look at it carefully.

"There is no river in Anhe County. It's probably useless to dig ditches. How can he divert it?"

The Imperial Guards couldn't help but get excited when they mentioned this: "Master Fang blew up the mountain to divert it."

"What do you mean? ?" Now not only Xia Jinghong was confused, but also the left and right figures couldn't understand.

Leaning in front of the imperial case, the Prime Minister pointed to the Jing River and a mountain range: "Did he blow up this mountain and divert the water from the Jing River?"

There is only one river near Anhe County, the Jing River.

"Yes."

The three of them were majestic and spoke loudly, but now their hearts trembled, and their tone could not hide the shock.

"Is this true?"

"I don't dare to lie." The Imperial Guards drew the river course on the map: "Master Fang and Mr. Fang recruited many villagers and dug a river from Xiaxing Village to Fangniu Village. The whole journey of the river is more than thirty miles, and the emperor will find out after sending someone to investigate. "

The imperial guards really did not dare to lie. Although they went to Quzhou with Fang Zichen, they were still the emperor's people, and this matter could not be investigated. It's clear, there's no need to lie.

The right minister's hands were trembling slightly, and his face was full of disbelief: "This area of ​​Anhe County is full of rocky mountains. It can't be dug out. How

can he lure it away?" If it were anyone else, the Imperial Guards would want to slap him in the face. How could he lure him away? They all said it was a fried mountain guide, is this old man deaf?

But this man is the Right Prime Minister, and he is not someone he can afford to offend.

It was repeated now.

Zuo Xiang's eyes widened: "What is that explosive? Is it really that powerful?"

"Yes, at that time, my subordinates followed Mr. Fang up the mountain. A little explosive, but within a few breaths, the mountain was leveled." Talking about it today, the Imperial Guard still felt that it was like a dream, both magical and shocking. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed it in his life. Someone could easily level a huge mountain in an instant. For flat ground.

Zuo Xiang tried his best to calm down and said in a hoarse voice: "How did you make this explosive?"

"I don't know," the Imperial Guard replied.

When Fang Zichen made the explosives, he didn't do it in front of them, so the Imperial Guards didn't know.

Xia Jinghong couldn't sit still, his mouth was dry after listening to it. He took a sip of tea to calm down, and then said: "Tell me everything that happened after Fang boy went to Quzhou, and tell me everything in detail. "

The Imperial Guards said, they are building roads and factories, so that the people have work to do, okay, okay... The third okay... Before I could say it, I heard the Imperial Guards say again: "All the factories built are recorded in Mr. Fang's name."

Xia Jinghong: "..."

His heart was in his throat. He knew clearly what Fang Zichen's urine was, but he still asked with the last glimmer of hope. :

"What kind of factories were built, and what kind of money were used to build them?"

The Imperial Guard glanced at him cautiously, not daring to breathe: "Yes, it was the Emperor who gave it to Mr. Fang..."

Before the Imperial Guard finished speaking, Xia Jinghong couldn't help but wanted to carry it on his back.

This is a beast with an eye for money!

We are not afraid of the beast being greedy, but we are afraid that the beast is so greedy that people will have nothing to say.

If it is not built for him, the people will have no work.

It was built for him, and it was the money given by the flower himself.

"Master Fang said, Your Majesty, you and he are brothers, your family has a great business, but now he has no food to eat and no clothes to cover his body. The three children are always howling with hunger. They don't even have two ounces of meat, and they are going to be as thin as white bones." , Your Majesty, if you knew about it, you probably wouldn't be able to bear it, and I'm afraid you would support him in doing this. He understands you, so..."

Eunuch Huang heard this and wanted to laugh.

Chapter 388

When Fang Zichen left Beijing, Eunuch Huang had seen him when his balls were full moon. He had a plump face, and his little arms were section by section, so fat that you couldn't even see. He looked like that, and it was hard to eat in Ganzhou. , I guess it will take two or three years to become as thin as a bone!

Xia Jinghong's eyebrows pounded: "Brother Gui, this guy was trying to take advantage of me when he was in the capital. He didn't want to go to Qianzhou. He was thousands of miles away and he didn't know how to change. , He keeps trying to get rid of me, this bastard, why can't he be a human being?"

Both sides wanted to laugh.

This bastard.

As I said at the beginning, this man is greedy. He deceived people like this, and people knew that the money was not for him. With his temperament, he must have tried his best to make the money go into his pocket again. Here, now it is as expected.

Want to laugh.

Xia Jinghong wasn't really angry. How much money would it really cost to build several factories? But Fang Zichen's behavior really made him angry and dumbfounded at the same time.

The Imperial Guard mentioned fertilizer again, and the three of them were shocked when they heard it. They even heard their own thunderous heartbeats, and they kept saying it was impossible.

What the Imperial Guards said made their throats go dry. Seeing it with their own eyes, why is it still impossible?

After explaining everything that Fang Zichen had done, Xia Jinghong and others couldn't calm down for a long time, and the only sound left in the imperial study was the sound of heavy breathing.

The reason why they valued him first was because he seemed capable and capable.

Now that we know about chemical fertilizers, why didn't we mention it before? If you use it early, people will be able to live a good life one day earlier.

Xia Jinghong just thought about it and realized, how to mention it? When this damn boy was in the capital, all he could think about was where to take advantage of others and how to take advantage of them. Now he has gone to Qianzhou, a barren land where everyone is so poor that they only have their underpants and no one gives him anything. If you take advantage, you will not have to think about business, but you will have to be independent and self-reliant.

But in the end he was still lazy. Fortunately, he had foreseen things well and made a move early, and Brother Zhao did not let him down.

When Xia Jinghong thought about it, he felt that he was quite smart, and he became happy again.

After discussing with the left and right parties, Fang Zichen's request was agreed to.

However...

the right minister said: "If what the Imperial Guards said is true, can explosives be used in war?"

If mountains can be blown up, how can they not blow up people?

But I think so, everyone doesn't know if it can be done or how to explode it? I heard from the Imperial Guards that the fire ignited quickly and was extremely lethal. It had to be placed on the ground. Could the enemy throw themselves into a trap and step on it? It is also a question of whether the person responsible for igniting the fire will be accidentally injured if he does not run fast, and whether it will be difficult to do it, and a series of other issues are not clear, and no one is following him at the moment.

And that chemical fertilizer, if it can be popularized, it will be a blessing to the people.

Xia Jinghong thought for a while: "There is no rush for explosives now. Fertilizers must be promoted as soon as possible!"

After reading the letter first, his heart was heavy, but now, Xia Jinghong breathed a sigh of relief.

This guy is really good at it.

At the beginning, he sent Fang Zichen over against all opinions. Secretly, he hoped that he could do something for the people there. If he couldn't do it, he would just protect Qianzhou for him. But it has only been a year! Just brought back these surprises.

Although the people have not yet become rich, the mental outlook of the people has changed in just one year, and they are even better than others. Ask yourself, if you had changed yourself, could you have achieved this step in such a short period of time? , Xia Jinghong felt that it might be difficult for him to do it, after all, he didn't have as many ideas as that muddy boy.

If chemical fertilizers were really useful, with four stones per acre, then the people of Daxia would be able to live a prosperous life.

When every household becomes rich, will it be far behind?

The pioneer Fang Zichen once said that if you want the country to be peaceful and the people to be safe, the country must first be prosperous and strong.

The reason why Da Yuan and other countries dare to do this now is because Da Xia is not strong enough to make people flinch and tremble when they hear the name.

How to be strong?

How can people be strong when they can't even eat enough to fill their stomachs?

A person is strong when he has no worries about food and clothing, has abundant food and supplies for his army, and can arm his army to the teeth.

But what is needed to support these?

That is food.

If you don't have enough to eat, everything is nonsense.

It doesn't matter if you are greedy for his land or his money. The imperial guards said that the people in those villages used to have enough to eat. Good families could eat some coarse grains every now and then, and worse ones, mixed with four or five sweet potatoes. The miscellaneous cooking on the side is enough to make a meal, and the worse thing is to dig up tree roots to satisfy the hunger.

But even though he didn't have enough to eat, he looked sallow and thin, and he had no clothes to keep out the cold in winter.

The lives of the people there are truly extraordinary.

But how long has passed now? The factory was built, and they went to work in the factory. Not only could they have enough food in their bellies, but they could also eat two or three meals of meat a month. Their children also had clothes to wear, and all their faces were covered with With a smile.

Xia Jinghong paid a private visit incognito. He had never been to such a place before. He had only been to rich places such as Shangyang. Everything he ate was delicious and not bad. Needless to say, he was well-dressed and housed. It was hot in the summer. Bing, there was a palace maid fanning him. It was cold in winter, and there was a high-quality charcoal fire burning in the room. There was no smell, and the whole room was warm.

How can people at the top know the suffering of the people at the bottom?

Suddenly I heard that there are still people eating tree roots and eating whole grains to live a good life. It seemed like a fantasy. But the Imperial Guards were not exaggerating. If not, people would freeze to death every year in Quzhou. starve?

If Fang Zichen didn't pay his wages and was still greedy, Xia Jinghong must have issued an imperial decree to question him, but as he said at the beginning, this man knew what should be taken and what should not be taken.

If you pay seven cents a day to the capital, then this person is extremely unkind, but it is different in Chuzhou. People there go out to find work, and most of them earn seven/eight cents a day, or even six cents. Fang Zichen is the same. The nine cents were paid, and even more was given to those whose jobs were heavier.

If the people can live a good life, he will not dare to ask for anything else.

And if that kid wasn't greedy for money, he wouldn't have been coaxed to go to Qianzhou in the first place, and he probably wouldn't have thought about building that kind of factory, and then the people would have no work to do.

That's all.

The left and right phases think the same way.

They consider themselves good officials, but they have also done things like using power for personal gain.

When the imperial guards saw that the emperor did not blame him, they felt that Mr. Fang was really favored.

Xia Jinghong asked him to retreat and rest for two days before returning to Ganzhou.

When the imperial guards came out, Zuo Xiang's heart also wandered. Xia Jinghong knew him and asked him to retreat first. After Zuo Xiang said goodbye, he immediately chased him out. He pulled the imperial guards and questioned them carefully. Are the three children really hungry? Especially Guaizi, he didn't grow very well in the first place, but if he doesn't eat well, he will be shorter when he comes back five years later!

The Imperial Guards were riding back to Beijing, and it was difficult to bring anything with them. Guaizi missed Zuo Xiang and the others. Last time they sent portraits to the Qin family, Qin's soldiers told Guaizi that the masters liked them so much that they wanted to see them every day.

This time, I asked the imperial guards to bring a few back so that the left prime minister and my grandfather could admire his handsome little figure.

The imperial guard first entered the imperial study room and asked the two maids waiting outside to hold the bundle. They took it over now, opened it and took out some drawing papers.

Prime Minister Zuo took the painting and couldn't wait to read it.

There is the good guy who is waving a spear and looking cool, there is the guy who is sitting in a basket meditating with a bunch of buns hanging around his neck, there is the guy who is holding the little chicken and laughing so hard that his teeth are blinding, he still looks the same, weird and clever. It's so cute, the last one is holding the rolling egg.

When Prime Minister Zuo looked at Gungun's balls, he immediately choked.

The Imperial Guard just said that Fang Zichen was crying for poverty, and said that the three children were always screaming with hunger, and... they

were so fat that it was hard to tell that they had been hungry. But she still looks very cute, white and plump, with dark eyes.

He took the portrait and went home, but Mrs. Zuo Xiang hadn't rested yet. She was summoned to the palace hurriedly on the New Year's Eve and late at night. She was afraid that something big had happened. How could she rest?

Then she saw the Prime Minister Zuo coming back with a smile. When he asked, it turned out that the letter was from Quzhou. Of course, Mrs. Zuo Xiang would not ask more about other things. She was about to ask if there was any news about the good boy and how he was doing. ? Will you be able to adapt to it when you get there? If not, can you think of a way to let them come back as a family? This family is gone, and she has been thinking about it every day this year!

Prime Minister Zuo handed the painting directly to her.

I couldn't fall asleep after seeing this. I held the painting in my hand and couldn't get enough of it. I wished I had two more eyes. I muttered that my dear boy seemed to have lost weight and he wanted to get out. The child must have suffered. No, what about the Imperial Guard? Time to go back? I have to buy some things for the kids and bring them over.

The Prime Minister: "..."

Really lost weight?

How could he not see that the good boy was following the lead? There was so much flesh on his face that he was only one year old and his face was as big as his plate. He probably weighed one or two pounds. How thin was he?

So what counts as fat?

Mrs. Zuo Xiang looked at it with a sore nose. She thought about Fang Zichen's family and her brother who was married far away. She helped draw the faces of the three children, and finally her eyes fell on the good boy's face:

"You said, this Why does Wazi look so much like Brother Qing! If the good boy just stood there and didn't talk, I wouldn't be able to tell the difference. "

Meng Ruqing was more calm and elegant. She was like this when she was a child, standing like a little adult. Stand still, do what you do, and behave in a good manner.

He is like a good boy who loses his mind and jumps up and down. He rarely has quiet moments and is really lively and cute.

The Prime Minister Zuo also sighed: "It's true, the Qin family also feels bad for this little kid!"

Even the private soldiers were sent over. Although they were not the elite group, they still felt hurt.

Mrs. Zuo Xiang laughed: "Brother Qing wrote a letter the year before last, saying that the good boy went to Hengyang and lived in the Qin Mansion for a period of time."

During that time, the Qin Mansion was very lively. I heard that General Qin came to the house several times. If the good boy is so angry that he faints because he says his face hurts, grandpa, if you want to kiss him, just kiss his butt! The good guy's butt is also very kissable and smells like butt. Just because of this, he was chased by General Qin all night long.

Thinking of the good boy's mouth, the left prime minister also smiled: "Can you be angry, that brat... I disliked his mouth when I saw it, but it disappeared, and I really thought, our brother Qing was not like this when he was a child. People look alike."

But to be honest, Zuo Xiang felt that the child should be more cheerful. His brother's behavior made him feel like he was born with a little head.

That's probably it. He loves Fang Zichen and Guaizai very much.

The Imperial Guards were naturally given to Zhao Song.

Several daughters-in-law in the family also said that the child was thin, but only a few men in the Zhao family thought that the child was fat.

The imperial guards did not dare to stay long, so they rested for two days and then went back. They came with a baggage for each person and left with a carriage, which was filled with children from the Meng and Zhao families, and four old men from the Ministry of Revenue were also followed.

They are all going to Qianzhou - what the hell is fertilizer? He could actually make the crops yield four stones per acre. After hearing this yesterday, they almost laughed out loud in the imperial study room.

Mr. Fang is really good at talking nonsense, but the emperor still believed it and sent them there. When they got to Quzhou, he was afraid that he would find excuses to stop them and make their trip in vain.

...

Li Yisheng came back, the shop was closed, and the family was bustling for a year. During this period, Liu Xiaowen and Brother Zhou asked the Imperial Guard to bring a letter back, asking whether he wanted to go to Anhe. The village celebrates the New Year with them.

After hearing the letter, Aunt Liu wanted to shake her head. What else? Yoyo followed Fang Zichen with great joy. They followed Fang Zichen every day to learn horse riding, archery, jumping machine, and skateboarding. They never stopped day by day. They probably forgot his father's last name. .

But Liuliu also knew that Brother Zhou might miss him, so he told Brother Zhao that he wanted to go to Anhe Village to celebrate the New Year with his father. So on the first day of the new year, Brother Zhao compiled a stack of papers for him. A carriage was arranged to take him and Uncle Liu and Aunt Liu to Anhe Village.

Liuyou went there on a horse.

Brother Zhou and Liu Xiaowen knew they were coming, so they came to the village entrance to wait at noon. It takes about three days to travel from Quzhou City to Anhe County, but now that there is a cement road, it will be faster - the county has not started repairing it yet. , but the official road has been built outside Ganzhou City.

Set off in the morning and arrive in the afternoon.

Brother Zhou and Liu Xiaowen were both deeply surprised when they saw Liuyou riding a horse. He was small but rode steadily.

How many days this time!

My son can actually ride a horse?

When I got closer and asked, it turned out that it was Guaizai and Brother Zhao who taught me.

During the Chinese New Year, Fang Zichen also taught Xiaofeng how to ride a horse. Horses run fast, but carriages run slower. If you go to the north in the future, it will be more convenient if you know how to ride a horse.

He wanted to teach Xiaofeng, so naturally it was Guaizai and Brother Zhao who taught Liuliu.

Brother Zhou was pleased and felt that he had come to Quzhou. Otherwise, if he were in Yuanzhou, would his son be able to ride a horse? Can you shoot arrows?

The Six Arts of the Gentleman are only taught in big academies. Qinghe Academy teaches piano, painting, etiquette, and chess, but not riding and archery. Why?

Horses are expensive, and the riding training ground occupies a large area. Qinghe Academy was established with the prefect after Mr. Wu returned to his hometown. Although it ranks first among many academies, it ultimately lacks sufficient foundation.

Not to mention Panger Academy. The horse farm is small, the horses are thin, and the scientific examination does not test these things. It is good to be able to pet horses for you once a month. Only Upper Yang, Lower Yang, and Hengyang are prosperous, and the academy is where the students are really taught these things.

Fang Zichen was depressed when he didn't see the racecourse in Qinghe Academy, but he didn't find it too strange. In modern times, there are still some poor places where schools don't teach music classes.

Therefore, why people are so determined to send their children to study in cities is that the resources of schools in cities are better than those in counties and villages.

Hearing what Brother Zhou said, Liu Xiaowen remembered: "Have you told Brother Zhao about the Wu family's affairs?"

He was referring to the affairs of Mr. Wu's daughter-in-law, Chen.

Wu Lao's literary talent is good, but his son Wu Zeyu is not very good. He has been taking the exam for several years, but still failed. He also failed the year before last. Now that he is older, his chances are even slimmer.

Mr. Wu is getting older and older, and his body is always weaker. He doesn't know how many more years he can live. Among the Wu family's grandsons, only the eldest grandson Wu Haojie is currently living. He ended up being a child last year. But the ranking is not very ideal.

The Wu family is able to establish a foothold in Yuanzhou all because of Mr. Wu. If Mr. Wu leaves, Wu Zeyu has been focusing on his studies these years and has not interfered with anything. The bigger the academy is now, the bigger it is, the more difficult it will be. If you keep it, you will definitely not be able to control it. It will be difficult for the Wu family to remain rich and noble.

There are many candidates in Qinghe Academy, but most of them are like County Magistrate Jiang, who work as minor officials outside, and their relationship is too far before dawn. If anything happens to the Wu family in the future, they may not be able to help the village.

I heard that Fang Zichen was making great progress all the way. He was promoted to the third rank in just one year after entering the court, and was favored by the Qin family in Hengyang. Chen's heart was shocked. Hengyang and Yuanzhou were not far away, so Chen wanted to please him. , but think of what happened first...

Although the governor of Yuanzhou is also a third-rank official, he is older than Mr. Wu and will have to retire in half a year. His ancestral home is not in Yuanzhou. , I will definitely go back after resigning.

Mrs. Chen doesn't have much ability, but she has a high vision. She feels that all seventh-grade county magistrates are useless. She wants to find someone with connections in the capital and a senior official who can take care of her children in the future. Find a connection or something. of. If the magistrate is no longer in office, the only person they can rely on will be gone. But if they can catch up with the Qin family, their Wu family may be able to move to a higher level. Mrs. Chen told Mr. Wu that Mr. Wu's face turned pale. .

This is just to curry favor with Mr. Fang.

But is he embarrassed?

How many years has he been teaching Fang Xiaozi? To put it bluntly, now that Qinghe Academy is famous and has students coming in like clouds, it is he who took advantage of Fang Zichen. When he let the good boy study at home, firstly, he was smart and he loved talents, and secondly, he wanted to attract the two of them. family relationship.

The son has no future and the grandson is still young. How could he not know what was going on at home? He has disciples all over the world, but he has not offended anyone in these years.

He thought that Fang Zichen was a promising person with a good nature and a person who cared about kindness. If they made good friends, he would definitely help if something happened to the family when he was gone.

But what's the result?

His daughter-in-law thought it was a shabby gift, so she turned around and threw it away. This was simply humiliating.

The good boy was bullied in his place, but that didn't count. The daughter-in-law even said something like that, saying that the good boy had to eat too much and he would starve to death and be reincarnated. She disliked him and laughed at him. He came from the village and once he ate well, he was bullied. He ate like a pig and was not afraid of starving himself to death. When the good boy heard it, even Fang Zichen knew it.

He knew only too well how much Fang Zichen loved his children.

The good boy didn't eat so much because he ate something good, but he ate a lot.

Those kind of words are unpleasant and humiliating, and are more uncomfortable than a slap in the face. Moreover, when the children got into a fight, Mrs. Chen defended her nephew indiscriminately, forcing the good boy to apologize, as if he had offended someone again. .

Later, Fang Zichen was still respectful to him, but Mr. Wu could see that it was not as good as before. There was resentment in people's hearts!

Why is he still licking his face to please him now?

Mr. Wu scolded his daughter-in-law, who also regretted it. Who knew that Fang Zichen would be able to have this future?

If she had known, she would never have treated Guaizi like that.

She just regretted and regretted it now, but when she saw Guaizi again later, she saw him leading a huge group of people, breaking into the mansion, beating the new magistrate of Yuanzhou, killing them half to death, and taking Yang Mingyi with him—— After the brother who came to the house before and she didn't even look at him went to Ganzhou, she really regretted it and turned blue in her intestines.

Knowing that Brother Zhou and Brother Zhao were on good terms, Mrs. Chen often came to sit in the shop. Brother Zhou knew what happened to Guaizi in the Wu Mansion, and he didn't look very good towards her. Mrs. Chen pretended not to see it, but from time to time she would Come here, what she said is that she was confused back then, and now she knows she was wrong. She can't help the good boy, and hopes that Fang Zichen will not argue with them for the sake of Mr. Wu. She wants Brother Zhou to When my son wrote to the capital, he helped me to intercede.

Brother Zhou came to Qianzhou directly afterwards. He told Brother Zhao and Fang Zichen about this matter, but Fang Zichen said that he didn't need to pay attention to it. To put it harshly, he had saved Mr. Wu, so he was worth all the kindness. Moreover, he Winning the top prize would give Qinghe Academy face, which was a mutually beneficial matter.

If he really wanted to say he owed something, it was to Mr. Wu, not to the Wu family. Mr. Wu's grandsons bullied his son, and Mr. Chen and his nephew even beat his son. He did it just for the sake of Mr. Wu and Yang Mingyi. The jounin didn't come to the door with the bricks in hand. Now you want him to help you in the future? I really want to eat shit.

...

On Xiaofeng's birthday on the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, the good boy got up early in the morning, rolled up his sleeves, and rushed into the kitchen. Aunt Jiang and Aunt Feng saw him stepping on the small bench to make noodles. They offered to help, but he wouldn't let them. : "Grandma Jiang and Grandma Feng, please go out! Good boy, you can do it. Good boy made it for daddy last year, so long life noodles won't be a problem for you, good boy!"

Aunt Jiang and Grandma Feng looked at each other and went out silently. .

"Who are you making noodles for, Master Xiaofeng?"

"It's Master Xiaofeng. Yesterday, the Lord told me that today is Master Xiaofeng's birthday, and he asked me to make more of Master Xiaofeng's favorite dishes."

"Ah! I have to go there. Tell the master if you want to call old doctor Li back, otherwise he will eat it badly. What can you do on New Year's Day? "

"Hey, Master Xiaofeng is afraid that something will happen today. Go and check the latrine. " , see if there is any toilet paper inside, Young Master Xiaofeng may have to stay in there for a long time."

Brother Zhao heard them coming to report, wiped his sweat, and went to look for Xiaofeng next door.

"How about you go out and take shelter!"

Before Xiaofeng could say anything, Fang Zichen heard it at the door and said first: "You can hide from the first grade of junior high school, but you can't hide from the fifteenth grade. Xiaofeng, you are going to be finished, but you don't have to worry, I've bought the incense for you. You can be on your way as soon as you hang it up. You don't need to thank me too much. This is all what I should do. After all, why don't you call me uncle?"

Brother Zhao: "... "

Xiao Feng:"..."

Xiao Feng glared at him.

There is indeed no way to hide.

Because it's useless to hide out. He can't eat today. The good boy must put it away and wait for Xiaofeng to come back tomorrow to eat. If he doesn't come back tomorrow, he can make up for it when Xiaofeng comes back. He won't be able to run away anyway. .

Brother Zhao wanted to hide the flour every day last night, but after thinking about it, if the good boy couldn't find it, he wouldn't give up. It was more likely that he would run out to buy it.

This son is very warm-hearted.

Xiaofeng couldn't tell what it felt like.

He was still a little depressed when Fang Zichen didn't take him out that day. Later he found out that it was the good boy who was going out to buy him a gift and wanted to surprise him. He was happy again, but when he heard that he had bought flour, Xiaofeng was not happy anymore. I got up and thought this should be a shock.

Brother Zhao blamed himself: "This is all my fault." For his birthday last year, he ate the longevity food made by Guai Zai. It was so delicious that he shed tears. Guai Zai thought he was touched, so he immediately said that in the future, the family will live happily ever after. On their birthdays, he would personally make longevity noodles for them.

The three of them were discussing when Guaizi sent his younger brother over.

Gungun Dandan ran in hand in hand, swaying the fat on his face. Fang Zichen felt as if the ground was shaking: "Xiao Feng Guo Guo, let's eat noodles."

Brother Zhao was shocked: "It's done so quickly. "

Ganggun nodded: "Yeah!"

Dandan asked Xiaofeng: "Guoguo, go to Ximian."

Xiaofeng swallowed his saliva, and as if he was going to die, he walked slowly to the main hall. The good boy was standing by the table, his sleeves were still rolled up, and his nose was still stained with flour. It was still cold. The good boy's hands were red, and his face was also wet. I'm sweating because the flour is not easy to knead. Last year, I heard from Grandma Feng that the flour tastes strong only if it is kneaded well. Just now, he was kneading and beating the flour vigorously, and there was a banging sound in the kitchen. It's like tearing down a home.

It looked like it was hard work. "The noodles you make will kill people, don't do it next time." Fang Zichen and Brother Zhao couldn't say this kind of thing out loud. They used it tactfully, but the good boy couldn't hear it. They just thought they were being polite.

Now he saw Xiaofeng, and the good boy waved to him enthusiastically, like a customer outside a brothel: "Brother Xiaofeng, come on, come on."

Brother Zhao looked at the plate, and the noodles were still as thick as his arms. The soup is also dark.

What is longevity noodles? Long and thin noodles are called longevity noodles. This noodles with long chopsticks and thick arms should be called short-life noodles. If you eat the whole noodles, you may not survive tonight.

The boy said shyly: "Brother, today is your birthday. The boy will make longevity noodles for you. Although they don't look good, they are actually very delicious. Dad had them last year and they were so delicious." They're all crying."

Xiaofeng took a deep breath, smiled forcefully, and asked: "Thank you, dear boy, can I wait, will you eat again?"

"No, noodles. Eat it while it's hot! Brother Xiaofeng, are you afraid it'll be hot? Don't be afraid, Guaizi has already cooled it down for you. "

This service is excellent, at least five stars.

Fang Zichen didn't want it to be his turn next time: "Son, have you tried this?"

If he knew what he was doing, he probably wouldn't insist on making it next time.

The good boy looked at Fang Zichen with an expression of 'Why are you so ignorant at such an old age?'

"Father, why do you say such things? Longevity noodles are for birthday stars, how can the good boy eat them? Brother Xiaofeng, eat it quickly!"

Xiaofeng swallowed hard, and really couldn't bear to let down the good boy. Zai was enthusiastic and sat down.

Fang Zichen and Brother Zhao stared at him closely. There were several taels of soy sauce and vinegar on this side, and too much salt. The salty, sour, and sweet flavors were all mixed together, which was really deadly.

Almost as soon as the noodles entered his mouth, Xiaofeng felt like vomiting.

Seeing that he was almost risking his life to eat, Fang Zichen felt a little sorry for him. He turned to the good boy and told him that he was thirsty, and coaxed the good boy to bring him some water.

As soon as he went out, Fang Zichen whistled immediately, and Black Whirlwind ran in. Fang Zichen cut off the noodles and threw most of the noodles on the ground.

Xiaofeng looked at Fang Zichen with tears in his eyes. Although Uncle Fang always quarreled with him on weekdays, he actually still loved him.

Black Tornado twitched his nose slightly, sniffed, then turned around and ran out.

Brother Zhao: "..."

Fang Zichen: "..."

He won't even eat the dog.

This is awesome.

Chapter 389

The kitchen is not far from the main hall, and the good boy is coming back. Fang Zichen heard the footsteps getting closer and closer. He didn't care whether it was dirty or not, and hurriedly picked up the large intestine-like noodles and stuffed them into his sleeves.

"Father, the water is here, drink it quickly! Hey, brother Xiaofeng, you eat noodles so fast." The good boy handed the water to Fang Zichen before leaning next to Xiaofeng and asked thoughtfully: "Is that right? Is it so delicious? Is there enough flour in the kitchen? Guaizi will make it for you."

Xiaofeng said hurriedly: "That's enough."

There is still a small portion in the bowl. Guaizi stood aside and looked at him. After eating, he was satisfied and helped him take the bowls and chopsticks to the kitchen. When he came out, he saw Xiaofeng rushing into the latrine with his mouth covered. Fang Zichen and Brother Zhao looked at each other outside, both a little worried.

The good boy came over with a serious look on his face. He put his hands behind his back and said in a grown-up tone,

"Father, daddy, let's go first! Brother Xiaofeng may need to be alone." Fang

Zichen looked at him with a look on his face . Melancholy, he shook his head with a little pride and sighed: "Hey, it's just a bowl of noodles, why are you so easily moved!"

They all ran to the latrine and secretly cried.

How wonderful is this!

When I was still in the capital the year before last, Zhao Geer also gave Xiaofeng a life. At that time, all the Zhao family came to give gifts. The night was very lively. Zhao Geer also made a big cake, and Xiaofeng didn't even know about it. , it wasn't until the good boy led him to the cake, asked him to make a wish, let him blow out the candles, and then everyone said happy birthday to him and gave him gifts that he realized what he felt. At that time, he couldn't express the feeling in his heart and his chest was sore Swelling with soreness, emotion, joy, and happiness were all kneaded into a ball, and they collided rapidly with his chest. It seemed as if something was cracking inside, and something seemed to be suddenly lit up. His nose was slightly sour, and his eyes were instantly sore. I got wet and cried on the spot.

Guaizi thought Xiaofeng was moved to tears by him today.

Fang Zichen looked at Guaizi carefully. Sometimes he didn't quite understand whether he was smart or stupid.

It sounds stupid, but he has a photographic memory, and he knows everything after reading it once or twice.

Speaking of being smart, who would cover their mouth and run into the hut to cry? Is it better to cry in the latrine?

Guaizi clenched his fists and said solemnly: "Next year, Guaizi will cook for Brother Xiaofeng. Today's cooking was a bit less. I feel that Brother Xiaofeng didn't even have enough to eat. Next year, Guaizi will make more."

Brother Zhao: "..."

He was afraid that Xiaofeng would become even more sad after hearing this.

"You haven't exercised yet today, haven't you? Go quickly!"

"Okay."

After the people left, Xiaofeng came out of the hut.

Fang Zichen took out the noodle and looked at it. It was still clean. Aunt Jiang cleaned it every day at home.

Brother Zhao saw him waving to Gungundan: "Er smash, do you want to eat?"

Brother Zhao: "..."

Brother Zhao gave him a fist: "This is your biological son. Ah!"

"I'll just ask." Although Fang Zichen was reluctant to waste food, he still gritted his teeth and threw the half-cooked noodles into the latrine.

Otherwise, no matter what, the dogs won't eat it.

Brother Zhao looked at Xiaofeng with some worry: "Are you okay? Do you want Master Li to take a look at it for you?"

Don't be upset.

Master Li first opened a medical clinic by himself, but later he got an order and followed the Qin family army to work as a military doctor for the soldiers.

The new recruits are trained intensively. They often feel pain here and there. Later, Fang Zichen thought about it. There are many recruits. Usually, if someone has a headache or a fever, or accidentally falls, it would be really troublesome to run out of the training area to find a doctor.

Modern armies are equipped with military doctors!

Fang Zichen asked Master Li to go.

The training area was filled with a group of teenagers aged 17 or 18, who were young and passionate. Being with such people, Master Li felt that he was several decades younger.

During breaks, people often come to him to chat, talking about the village and what they did when they were children. The reason why their butts are so small now is because they were spanked too much by their mother when they were children. They are afraid of their butts and dare not grow them. some interesting things.

Sometimes he is busy, but most of the time he is free, but Master Li doesn't feel bored. No matter what, Fang Zichen said that he would be given six or two monthly exams every month. It sounds like a small amount, but he has no children. , he is just an apprentice. The apprentice still follows Fang Zichen and has no worries about food. No matter how much he earns, he can't take it away with him, so he doesn't want to open a medical clinic outside again. The training area is fine! It was fun to watch those young men howling and running away with their buttocks covered every day. They laughed and laughed all day long. In the evening, they came back and told Ms. Li, which made Ms. Li want to take a look.

The training area took two days off for the Chinese New Year, and now training has started again. Master Li is not at home today.

Xiaofeng said it was okay, just spit it out and it would be fine.

Brother Zhao naturally made another big cake for him. There were many people in the family, so it was so good that even if the cake was small, it wouldn't be enough.

Aunt Feng and Uncle Tang spent the evening killing chickens and ducks, cooking a table full of dishes, and waited for Master Li to come back. Everyone had a lively meal.

When it got a little dark, the cake was brought out and two small candles were placed on it. Xiaofeng's eyes suddenly brightened, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face.

The good boy jumped, more excited than anyone else: "Brother Xiaofeng, make a wish, make a wish."

The cake was fragrant and soft at first sight, and the faint sweetness hit his nostrils. His balls were rolling, his heart flew to the cake, and his eyes were like Like a wolf and a tiger, he kept staring at the cake. His saliva was thick and flowed into threads. One end was still hanging on the corner of his mouth, but the other end was about to touch the ground.

The candlelight was dim, and people around him were surrounding him with smiles on their faces, including Mrs. Li's family, Aunt Feng and Uncle Tang, Brother Xiu, Uncle Zhao, Uncle Fang, Guaizi and Gungundandan.

Xiaofeng's eyes passed over their faces one by one, and finally he closed his eyes with his hands clasped together, silent for a moment, and blew out the candles.

"Okay, let's start eating the cake." The boy was so happy.

It's not easy to make cakes. I've been busy since I came to Ganzhou. Guaizi hasn't eaten one in almost a year, so I'm very excited now.

Brother Zhao gave him a big piece, and the boy smiled and said, "Daddy, you are so cute today, I love you so much."

Brother Zhao pinched his face and said, "If you have something to eat, you will be sweet."

Gungun The eggs were also distributed. I held the cake with both hands and stared at it for a long time. Then I climbed up on the stool and took a bite. My eyes widened. The sweet and smooth fresh cream, the rich cheese flavor, and the little short legs kept coming. It was dangling in the air. I liked it so much that I couldn't stop eating.

Not even one piece is enough to eat.

"Dad, I still want it."

Brother Zhao didn't give it, and the two little guys immediately looked at Fang Zichen. Fang Zichen turned around and faced away from them.

Gungundandan pursed his lips, feeling that this old father was so unjust, and looked at their brother who they loved so much... Guaizi also turned his back.

Gungundandan looked at Uncle Tang, who usually loved them the most, with four dark eyes, bright and pitiful eyes, full of expectation and pleading. Uncle Tang felt soft, but when he saw their faces full of flesh and blood, he also felt sad. Passed away.

Looking at Xiaofeng, Xiaofeng also lowered his eyes and pretended not to see it.

Gundam: "..."

There's no use pretending to be pitiful.

The child is really too fat. For ordinary people, when a child is fat, his eyes are squeezed into a crack, but his eyes are still big. The baby's face is so fat that it will fall down. If he doesn't control it, he may not be able to crack it in the future. Out of sight.

It doesn't matter if you have balls, Gungun is still a brother. If this continues, men will probably go away when they see him in the future. How can he get married? Brother Zhao has to be cruel.

Seeing that there was really no food left, Gungundandan didn't cry. He saw some dregs falling off the plate, so he picked them up and ate them clean. The little spoon was still stained with cream, so he stretched out his tongue and licked them clean. Even the ones that fell out when the cake was being divided on the table were not spared. If they got stuck on the table and couldn't be picked up, they would just lie down and lick them. It looked so pitiful.

Those who beg for food on the street are not like this.

Fang Zichen sighed helplessly. After all, he felt sorry for his son and gave them his share.

"Ah? Father..." Gungun's eyes widened and he was breathing heavily with excitement.

Why is my father so good?

I really love my father so much.

I originally wanted to secretly hide some for my younger brothers, but now I saw that my younger brothers had something to eat again. The good boy squealed and ate up all the cakes.

After eating the cake, everyone naturally gave out gifts. Xiaofeng couldn't even accept them, and the good boy looked envious.

On the fifth day of the lunar month, the Wang family came to visit with gifts. They didn't expect Fang Zichen to receive them in person, but the concierge led them in, served tea, and Fang Zichen came with his good boy in hand.

Boss Wang is a man in his early thirties, a little fat and a little short. He looks very simple and honest, but he is also like this. He has a good reputation. Unlike Mr. Huang,

they get four cents from the people. I bought grain and transported it to the county, and sold it for seven cents, which was one cent less than the Huang family. It was not that I deliberately took away the Huang family's business, but that the people in the county were not very rich, and many of them were poor! The eight coins were too much, and the Wang family also specially sought out Huang Zheng to discuss selling them all at seven coins. The Huang family disagreed, saying that Boss Wang was kind-hearted. In this case, wouldn't it be better not to just ask for the money? Anyone who is a businessman does not value profits.

We should pay heavy profits, but we should not be too shady. Seven cents can be earned. After all, everyone has to support their family, but eight cents is really too high.

The Huang family didn't agree, so the Wang family sold the rice for seven cents, and the price of the coarse rice was even lower. They only made hard-earned money, so there were many customers in the store. The Huang family felt that their business had been robbed, and they kept suppressing the Wang family secretly. The Wang family had no choice but to , and finally had to agree to the Huang family and raise the price.

Perhaps they thought this was a sinister move. In the past ten years, every winter, the Wang family always distributed porridge at the city gate, which helped countless people.

The prefect Qian'er sent someone to buy grain with the Wang family, knowing that it was for the new soldiers. The Wang family sold it to the government for five cents per catty, saying that they also wanted to contribute to Quzhou.

Such conscientious businessmen certainly want to see you, but if you don't see them, you won't receive any gifts!

The Huang family knew about this and rushed over, but the door was blocked, so they had no choice but to linger outside.

The adults ignore the Huang family. The Wang family is their mortal enemy. What will happen if the Wang family hooks up with the adults?

After waiting for most of the afternoon, the head of the Wang family came out with a red face and seemed excited.

A young boy came over and said arrogantly: "Boss Wang, my master has invited me."

Wang Qiang remembered Fang Zichen's words and went.

Wang Qiang didn't say anything and didn't reveal anything. Huang Zheng saw that he couldn't get anything out of him, so he also became sullen.

"Boss Wang is now having a relationship with you. His bones are hard."

Wang Qiang said in a panic: "What did Master Huang say? How can a businessman of Wang's generation get a relationship with you? But today he is the housekeeper of Fang Mansion. He received me, but Mr. Huang should also know that although he is just a housekeeper, he is a seventh-rank official in front of the prime minister. He is naturally happy to talk to someone else. "

Huang Zheng looked at him carefully and saw that he did not seem to be lying: "Seriously?"

"It's true. Wang is just a small businessman who just makes a living. If the magistrate wants to meet him, he should be like Mr. Huang." Wang Qiang said with compliments.

Huang Zheng thought about it and realized that it was indeed the case. It was impossible for an official of the third rank of the magistrate to receive all the cats and dogs.

However, the Wang family's move should be criticized.

"Boss Wang, you are my descendant. I'm sorry, this is business! You still have to be down-to-earth, down-to-earth, and worry about other things. I'm afraid it will be difficult to do business in the future."

How could Wang Qiang not hear this ? , these words were not even vague. Huang Zheng seemed to be afraid that he would be stupid. He said that he would not understand if he was too subtle, but he was not afraid of him at all and did not save face. He just didn't say directly

, "What are you giving the gift to the magistrate?" mean? Are you trying to curry favor with him? Are you thinking of attacking the Huang family just to curry favor with the Master? Don't think about it. If you dare to think that way, I will punish you later. Even the prefect cannot protect you in the shopping mall. "

Although Wang Qiang hates the Huang family, he never thought of quarreling with the Huang family. There is really a huge disparity in strength. He has the heart but not the courage. After being punished once, the Huang family swallowed up two shops. Wang Qiang For the Huang family, everyone wanted to bite off a piece of meat when they saw it, but the Huang family was so powerful that if they got into trouble again, it would be easy to punish the Wang family. However, Fang Zichen took the initiative to extend an olive branch. Wang Qiang thought about it, and instead of The Huang family is full of cowards, so they might as well give it a try and be successful if they don't succeed.

Moreover, if the adults want to mess with the Huang family, how long can the Huang family continue to be arrogant?

Thinking of what Fang Zichen said today, looking at Huang Zheng now, he was really on the verge of death, and yet he dared to threaten him. I really didn't know what to say.

Let you be arrogant for a few more months.

Thinking like this, Wang Qiang smiled again.

Be polite and say that what Boss Huang said is correct, I understand, I understand.

Huang Zheng seemed to hit the cotton with his fist, and left with a sullen expression, without even a word of farewell, making it clear that he did not take Wang Qiang seriously.

After the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, Brother Zhao took Xiaofeng to try out instant noodles in the kitchen, while Fang Zichen took the three children out of the city.

The recruit training had been going on for almost a month, and Fang Zichen thought of going to take a look. It was a coincidence that everyone was running.

The recruits were divided into seven battalions, with each battalion having about 500 people. At this time, a squadron led by Shi Linjie was running. The training area totaled about 30 acres, and it occupied barren land that was not easy to cultivate.

The training ground is very large, with several areas planned.

The training ground where Shi Linjie's battalion was assigned was right at the entrance.

Fang Zichen looked at it quietly and frowned.

The recruits ran around for three times, and some began to walk lazily, and some even stuck out their tongues like dogs.

Shi Linjie scolded: "Everyone, run away."

"Boss Shi, can you rest for a while? I can't anymore. I really can't run anymore."

"Yes, Boss Shi, I really can't run anymore."

"Shi Boss, let's take a break!"

Shi Linjie saw that the other party's mouth was dry and he was panting while talking. He was really tired, so he ordered to take a break for half a stick of incense.

This place is so big that one lap is almost a mile, but the recruits at the forefront couldn't hold on for one lap. They either had leg cramps or chest tightness, shortness of breath, and stomach aches. Now, in just one month, they can run three laps. It seems that he is quite satisfied with this result.

These recruits were trained quite diligently, and he didn't want to be too harsh.

Fang Zichen knelt down and murmured to Guaizi. Guaizi's eyes lit up, he nodded, and then rode away.

Shi Linjie noticed Fang Zichen's arrival and immediately shouted respectfully.

"Master Fang."

"Yes." Fang Zichen held Gungundan: "I'm just here to take a look, you can do your work."

The rest time was up, and after running the last lap, the recruits started other training project.

Gungundandan was looking at it strangely. He didn't know what they were doing, and his eyes were twitching.

"Father, father." Gungun called.

"What's wrong?"

Gungun's two big eyes flashed: "Um, uncle is here, what about Simo?"

"That's weird." Dandan said.

Fang Zichen followed his direction and looked over. The recruit was doing push-ups, but his movements were obviously not standard. He didn't even bend his arms, but his buttocks were sinking down one by one. It was like driving piles, and the speed was very fast. No matter how you looked at it, it looked like It's like the male dog is doing something big, so he doesn't even notice.

Fang Zichen couldn't stand it anymore and just kicked him.

"Is this how push-ups are done?"

The recruit was stunned and didn't dare to say anything. Shi Linjie ran over and Fang Zichen also gave him a lesson.

Shi Linjie felt wronged. There were only eight people in his battalion responsible for training and supervision. He was in charge of a squadron with dozens of people, so there was no way he could take care of them.

After all, there are still not enough manpower.

"Won't you choose a few good young people to be your helpers?" After Fang Zichen finished speaking, he saw the expression on Shi Linjie's face that said, "You can still do this." He instantly didn't want to speak anymore.

This guy just doesn't like to use his brain.

Every time he messed with me, the excuse he came up with was that Lao Han had broken his leg and it hurt me to death. Sir, I can't control this factory.

Even on a sunny day, old cold legs will happen? He doesn't do it at other times, except when he is sent to do some work.

Shi Linjie was not lazy at all. He was asked to follow others to dig village roads. Without saying a word, he went off with a hoe and hummed. He was asked to manage a factory and calculate wages for the workers, but that would not work. , this requires using your brain, no, no, no, no.

Fang Zichen should have known long ago that this man's rectum went straight to his brain.

Among the recruits, there are always those who are well trained and perform well, but there are not enough people. Now that they are promoted and divided into several teams, they are made captains and help supervise. Who dares to cheat?

Shi Linjie nodded: "Our boss trained us like this at the beginning, and Zhu Xiaozi became a squad leader that time."

"Then why can't you learn?"

"I didn't expect it at the moment."

He was convinced.

Fang Zichen was so frightened that he quickly went to the next training area and saw that everyone in the other training areas was well managed and strict! The new recruit couldn't run away, so he threw him away with a whip. He was not as stupid and kind as Shi Linjie, so Fang Zichen felt at ease.

After a while, the boy sold a few kilograms of meat and brought in Black Tornado and two other dogs.

When he went to suppress bandits, Fang Zichen bought two more dogs and kept them since he came back. On weekdays, they were kept in the backyard with only Black Tornado, because they had been raised since he was a child and they were obedient and would not bite. Fang Zichen Just let it play with the three children.

The three dogs were raised and they don't eat raw meat on weekdays. Guaizi brought over the canned dogs he made last time and smeared some meat on them.

Almost as soon as the smell came out, the three dogs started barking desperately. This can is their favorite food. Fang Zichen would never feed it on weekdays because it is troublesome to make.

At this moment, several dogs were excited, baring their sharp white teeth and barking like crazy, grinning, drooling, their hair standing on end, and staring with blood-red eyes.

Fang Zichen almost couldn't hold it, so Gungundan quickly pulled the rope with him.

"Father, we are here to help you."

There was such a big movement that all the recruits looked over.

Looking at it like this, I was immediately frightened. I saw that the dog brought by the young master was full of threats and attacks. The canine teeth were as sharp as knives and the tusks were sharp and angular, making people afraid to approach. The low growling sound was like a wild beast. , which makes people shudder even more.

Guaizi finished wiping the dog food and saw that the dogs were almost hanging up. Everyone looked over here. As soon as Fang Zichen let go, the three dogs rushed out. They jumped up quickly and quickly, and only took one bite. , the three big pieces of fat hanging in the air lost more than half in an instant.

Like a bad wolf.

Too scary.

If this was applied to the buttocks, it would probably be reduced in size by half.

Not only did the new recruits look frightened, but Shi Linjie and several Qin family soldiers looked intimidated.

The good boy swallowed, tugged on Fang Zichen's clothes, and said worriedly: "Father, if you feed the dogs raw meat, will they become aggressive? Will they bite people in the future?"

His butt is still small. Woolen cloth! If Black Tornado goes crazy, he can bite his whole little butt off in one bite.

The good guy touched his butt and felt worried.

Fang Zichen knocked on his brain: "Can you return to your ancestors by eating bananas?"

The good boy blinked: "Yes, father, that makes sense."

Fang Zichen clasped his hands behind his back and said in an old-fashioned manner: "It is necessary."

Several dogs finished eating , Fang Zichen took them back.

The recruits and Qin Jiajun didn't know what Fang Zichen wanted to do.

Are you coming here specifically to feed the dogs?

The next morning we were training, we were running in the morning, and after just three laps, the recruits went back to their old tricks and started saying no.

Fatty is not made in one bite.

Just when Shi Linjie was about to ask them to rest, Fang Zichen appeared at some point.

"Run for me, whoever doesn't run..."

He patted Black Tornado, and Black Tornado got the order and rushed out with his two younger brothers.

Many recruits had seen the scene yesterday, and some nights they even had nightmares. Now they saw the black whirlwind charging towards them with bared teeth, their pupils shrank, and their hearts were broken. For fear of biting themselves, the recruits wiped the soles of their feet. As if he was oily, he screamed and started running. He just said he couldn't run anymore and couldn't run anymore, but now his speed was so fast that afterimages appeared and his shoes were about to fly away.

The training ground suddenly became noisy, and people from the next area came over to see what was going on.

Guaizi saw someone running and crying, and Black Tornado barked behind them. They were very good at scaring people. From now on, Black Tornado liked to play with Guaizi like this. Guaizi heard the recruits cry and howl, covering their mouths and laughing.

After two more laps, Fang Zichen ordered Black Tornado to stop.

The recruits were out of breath, their chests ached with pain, as if they were exploding, they were so tired that they fell to the ground.

Fang Zichen had a serious face and a cold voice: "Next time, run five laps. If anyone dares to say that he can't run, either I will ask Black Tornado to supervise you, or you can pack your bags and go home. There will be no useless people here. "

The recruits were too scared to speak.

Five laps is really difficult, but...

the food here is really good. At home, we only had two meals a day, which was not necessarily enough. At the end of the year, food was tight, and we even only had one meal a day.

Now I'm full and eating well. In the morning, it's steamed buns, an egg, and a bowl of bone soup, not to mention at noon. Not to mention the fried vegetables, there's still a little bit of meat in them.

The accommodation was good. Although more than a dozen people lived in one room, they slept on the ground on bamboo mats at first. But later, the master asked all the carpenters in Quzhou City to work overnight and made a bed. The bed had two floors. It's not very wide, but it's comfortable to sleep in. Then more people live in one room. Sometimes it's not convenient to do things, but it's enough to eat well, and there's money to get - I don't want to go back. .

Five laps is tiring, but you can still run if you grit your teeth.

I can't go home. It's so nice here. I don't have to think about anything every day. I just need to be obedient and trained. I won't go back.

Shi Linjie and several Qin soldiers looked disapproving, but before they could speak, Fang Zichen spoke again.

"Did you train like this before?"

"Ah!"

"You said you can rest when you're tired?"

How is that possible?

I don't know how strict the training was in the past. The movements were not in place and the training was not good. The boss who trained them would just kick them. They didn't know how many times they were beaten and scolded.

But some people are just stupid! Not everyone can learn something at a glance. The road cannot be completed in one step, it must be taken slowly.

They were scolded and beaten, like animals, and felt angry. Now Fang Zichen asked them to train people. They had no experience, but they had never trained people, but they had been trained by others. They were still good at copying cats and tigers, but Shi Linjie disagreed. , he just didn't want to be as harsh as the veterans who trained them before, and didn't treat the new recruits as human beings.

Shi Linjie was the oldest. He had taken good care of the other Qin soldiers in the past and had good relationships with them. When they were assigned, they would be together and they would listen to whatever Shi Linjie said.

They thought they were humane, but Fang Zichen disagreed.

What he wants is a well-disciplined, brave and invincible army, not an army that can only talk and be lazy.

He provided good food and drink, and invested such a large amount of money, not to cultivate such unmotivated people.

"Are you talking about human nature today? Will the enemy also talk about human nature to them on the battlefield in the future? Is it true that you can't run after five laps? Didn't you just run away? People have unlimited potential, they are all forced, and then they break through again and again. Challenge yourself to your limits, reach a level that you couldn't reach before, and be better than ordinary people. This is the purpose of training. After two months of training, my son can run six miles. Can't they even compare to other children? "

Most of these recruits are recruited from the village. Who has never done any work? If you are a pampered young master, your starting point is indeed lower, but the men in the village work every day and are already much stronger than others in terms of physical strength. Normal people can run two laps, but now three laps. I have already achieved this level in Yue, is there really anyone who can practice well?

The recruits were so ashamed that they couldn't hold their heads up.

People are lazy.

Every time they were tired, they subconsciously wanted to rest, and Shi Linjie was easy to talk to.

Now that I have been exposed, I dare not say another word.

Fang Zichen's eyes passed over the faces of several Qin soldiers one by one: "I don't want you to come here to talk about human nature. You can train them how I trained you in the past. If you can't do it, you can go back to me.

" The words sounded great, but Qin Jiajun didn't say anything.

Because this statement makes sense after careful consideration.

Is it really for their sake that they are soft-hearted today?

On the battlefield, swords have no eyes, and only those with excellent skills can survive.

The forty people who came were private soldiers of the Qin family, but they were not the most elite and strongest group.

Because Qizhou is a civil war, elite soldiers will not be dispatched. Shi Linjie is not smart, but he is obedient, righteous, and can fight. These forty people are more than enough to fight against hundreds of people.

Moreover, the current situation in the country was unclear, and the Qin family did not dare to send their elites out.

Fang Zichen came out like this just to show Shi Linjie where the limits of the new recruits were.

Obviously he gritted his teeth and persisted. Five laps was not a problem and he could still run. However, Shi Linjie turned out to be better. As soon as he said he was tired, he asked people to rest. Several other Qin soldiers followed him...next

door . The recruits in the training area have now been able to run five laps without blushing or heartbeat. With their physical strength up, they have begun to practice cold weapons and combat skills.

This Shi Linjie really has no "general talent". They are all new soldiers. He has made such rapid progress, but his soldiers are still so "mud can't hold up the wall". Has he ever reflected on it?

I have reflected on it.

The recruits next door are making rapid progress. That's because Zhu Xiaozi and Hu Zi are whipping people in the back with whips every day.

There is no need to be so harsh, he just eats his food one bite at a time. He has been trained like this before, and he knows the pain.

He thought this way at first, but now facing Fang Zichen, he suddenly understood and suddenly understood what the saying that veterans often said in the past meant that one has to endure hardships to become a master.

Fang Zichen finally transferred the inhumane Zhu Xiaozi from Shi Linjie's mouth and partnered with Shi Linjie.

Zhu Xiaozi has no 'humanity', so that's just right and complementary.

I made some general adjustments to the training area and took some time off. Before I knew it, it was the eighth day of the Lunar New Year and the New Year had passed.

Chapter 390

Brother Zhao fiddled with Xiaofeng for several days, wasting dozens of kilograms of flour, and finally made instant noodles.

Instant noodles are made by steaming and frying shredded noodles to fix the shape of the noodles. However, the two of them did not know that this process took them a long time. Even if they can be eaten after soaking, the noodles should have been cooked earlier. Thorough.

Ripe?

The first thing that Brother Zhao and Xiaofeng thought of was to cook. The result is naturally unsuccessful.

After thinking about it for a few days, nothing came out. Brother Zhao was dejected, but he kept trying harder. His arms were sore from kneading the dough. The good boy felt sorry for his father, so he rushed to the kitchen every day to help them knead the dough together. He may be small, but he has great strength. As long as he doesn't make a fuss about cooking noodles for them, Brother Zhao will let him go.

There are three stoves in the kitchen. When Qian'er had finished killing the pig meat, Brother Yang went out and bought some. The pork sold outside was fat. The owners of the family liked to eat the lean and lean meat, but the butcher When meat is sold, it is always cut into pieces, and there is always some fat on it. Although Brother Yang has tried his best to pick the meat, there is still some fat under the skin. It is a pity to lose it. He plans to cut it into oil.

He was chatting with Brother Zhao and Xiaofeng while frying the fat in the pot.

Guaizi was kneading the dough seriously, but he was rubbing his back and reached the edge of the pot.

"Uncle Yang, you want to eat it."

Brother Yang saw him staring straight into the pot and smiled: "Okay, I'll give you a piece."

The fat meat was put into the pot with the pig skin attached, and it was now brown. , Guaizi ate deliciously, and his little mouth was full of oil. He cut a big piece first, and when it became oily, it became smaller. There was not even enough for Guaizi to fit between his teeth.

"Uncle, dear boy, I still want it."

It was so oily that Brother Zhao was afraid that he would have a stomachache: "Is it so delicious? Eat less, otherwise your stomach will hurt."

"It won't hurt, dear boy. It's an iron stomach." The good boy bit into the pig skin and his eyes narrowed as he said, "It's crunchy and crispy. Daddy, do you want it?"

Brother Zhao paused and looked at the pot. inside.

The oil residue had floated up inside, and it was bubbling.

Fang Zichen said that the instant noodles were crunchy, and Guaizi said that the oil residue was crunchy - Brother Zhao seemed to understand.

Once this difficulty is overcome, making the subsequent ingredients will become even less of a problem. The seasoning oil flows and is not easy to pack. If it is wrapped in oil paper, it will leak easily, so it will become lumps.

As soon as the instant noodles are made, the entire Fang Mansion is filled with the smell of instant noodles.

The rice is no longer cooked, the vegetables are no longer fried, but instant noodles are eaten.

After eating for several days, the old ones, the young ones, and even the people brought back from Shunan all got into the instant noodles. They loved eating them so much that they never got tired of them.

When it was time to eat, the masters soaked in the inner courtyard, while Brother Yang and the others soaked in the outer courtyard. With dozens of people together, the smell wafted far away.

People passing by outside Fang Mansion can always smell the coveted smell that makes them want to stop.

What on earth did the prefect cook?

The smell is going to hit the sky.

The families living next door couldn't stand it the most. When it was time for dinner, the family cooked meat and stewed it with cabbage and radish. It was served happily and was delicious, but the smell from next door suddenly came over. It's thick and overbearing, and it directly overwhelms the aroma of my own rice.

Damn it.

Who can eat this meal?

The one next door smells delicious.

If it weren't for the prefect, the rotten eggs would have been thrown away long ago. Let you eat to the extreme.

The prefect here is a good one! I heard that I am not greedy, but why does my house smell so fragrant every day?

The first prefect was so greedy, but not like this.

The braised beef flavor Brother Zhao ate made his mouth red.

"Husband, this noodles is so delicious."

Fang Zichen finally got tired of eating instant noodles: "Let's cook and eat tonight!"

Brother Zhao chewed the noodles and asked vaguely: "Aren't instant noodles delicious? "

It's delicious but you can't eat it every day! I ate for three whole days.

"It's unhealthy to eat too much of this noodle," Fang Zichen said.

"How can it be unhealthy?" Brother Zhao didn't understand. Eating noodles is not healthy? This noodle is just like rice!

Isn't it healthy to eat too much?

He looked at Guai Zai, who was holding a dish and smiling at him. When he saw him looking over, he smiled sweetly at him.

His son is very healthy and has never been sick in the past few years! It tastes delicious and makes you feel better!

"I want to eat tonight." Fang Zichen said: "Please inform me that my family can no longer eat instant noodles."

Before Brother Zhao could say anything, the good boy said first: "Father, you don't like instant noodles anymore! Then I'll help you eat, don't let

it go to waste." He poured all the instant noodles in Fang Zichen's bowl into his own plate so fast that Fang Zichen couldn't even stop him.

"Instant noodles are so delicious. My dear boy never gets tired of eating them."

Fang Zichen: "..."

Fang Zichen pinched his chubby little butt and laughed: "I vomited in the noodles just now. Take a sip of saliva, is it delicious? "

Ah!" !

The boy immediately dropped the noodles from his mouth.

"Father, the bad guy."

The boy said sadly, looking at the bowl. There was still a lot in the bowl and he was not willing to waste it, but his father spat.

Fang Zichen saw his little brows furrowed, then he laughed to himself and started eating.

The good boy's mouth bulged: "The son doesn't mind his father's ugliness, the good boy doesn't mind the saliva dripping from his father, the good boy likes to eat saliva."

It's not like he hasn't eaten it before.

"Do you like eating so much?" Fang Zichen laughed: "Then father will spit out another mouthful for you."

The boy ran away holding the bowl.

On the seventh day of the lunar month, there is no longer a festival, and on the eighth day of the lunar month, officers and soldiers start organizing people to build roads again.

Now the repairs have arrived in the town. The people in the town have been looking forward to this day for a long time. The oxcarts are pulling cement, and the originally compacted dirt roads are being dug and patched. It just so happens that it hasn't rained for several days. This day The sky was filled with dust.

The shops on both sides couldn't open anymore and were closed, but no one complained.

It's just a matter of these few days, just be patient, and things will get better later on, otherwise the road ahead is really not going to work, the doors, windows, goods, etc. in the store have to be wiped every day.

It's okay to sell groceries, but it's bad for a snack shop or a food shop to be opened in a place like this. I don't dare to make the door bigger, but if I don't make it big, it's inconvenient for customers to come in and out, and it's not pleasant to look at. But when it gets bigger, when there are more people on the street, there will be more dust, and it is impossible to carry it all into the store.

There will be cement roads in the future, which will save them the trouble.

Everyone was idle when they were not doing business, either hanging around to watch the fun, or bringing hoes and shovels to help.

The town is in full swing, with constant chatter, and it looks more lively than during the Chinese New Year and market days.

Those who do business should try to stay as close as possible to the source of goods. On the 16th day, Xiaofeng took Yang Geer and his son, Xiaoli, and four imperial guards to go to Bei'an County. The good boy cried before leaving. Jiji, Gungundan even hugged Xiaofeng's legs, cried until his nose was bubbling, raised his head, and said with tears on his face that he wouldn't let the big brother go, and the big brother didn't want to go.

Xiaofeng's heart softened and he almost said he wouldn't leave. He couldn't let go of his brothers. Brother Zhao wanted to pull the two children away, but they hugged Xiaofeng tightly and refused to let go.

"Xiaofeng Guoguo, don't leave."

"Ganggun, I want Guoguo."

"I want Dandan too."

Brother Zhao wiped the tears of the two children: "Be obedient, brother Xiaofeng is going to do business."

Dandan sobbed: "Is Simo doing business?"

"Just making money." Brother Zhao said.

Xiaofeng also touched their heads: "Yes, brother Xiaofeng is going to make money, and I will buy you sweets later, okay."

Candy?

Sugar can't fill your stomach, and it's not as delicious as meat. My father said if you eat too much of that stuff, bugs will bite your teeth. Without teeth, you can't eat anything. Like the grandmothers and grandfathers in the village, you can only drink. After porridge, I became so thin that I had no strength to walk and had to use a cane, which was very pitiful.

Daddy only gives them one pill a day. It's useless to buy more!

"No, Gungun doesn't want sugar." Gungun hugged Xiaofeng's leg hard, rubbed it with his little fat face, and said with a roar: "I want a pot."

Dandan nodded: "Yes, I want a pot. , no sugar."

These two kids are addicted to food. Unexpectedly, Xiaofeng

was so moved that Fang Zichen knocked on the gong in the yard and shouted: "It's time to eat, it's time to eat." "

Get out of here ." Xiu's eyes lit up, and without any hesitation, he immediately let go of his hand and ran towards the yard.

Who is the big brother? I don't understand, all I can think about right now is food.

The threshold was too high for the two little kids to cross. They were so anxious that they kept calling Fang Zichen at the door.

Xiaofeng laughed angrily when he saw that he had been thrown out of the sky by his two younger brothers.

Brother Zhao urged him: "Leave quickly! Otherwise, when you react later, I will pester you to prevent you from leaving."

"Yeah!" Xiaofeng's eyes were a little red: "Uncle Zhao, you have to take good care of yourself.

Brother Zhao smiled, feeling a little reluctant: "You know, going out is no better than at home. If you don't get used to it, just come back and I'll send someone over. You are my brother, so be careful. You have to keep Xiaoli safe wherever you go. "

"Brother Xiaofeng, I don't want to let you go." Xiaofeng touched him

. His face said: "I can't bear to leave you either."

Guaizi held his hand tightly: "Then don't leave, okay? At home, Guaizi cooks noodles for you every day."

Xiaofeng: "...

"Making noodles is very hard, and I don't want you to be tired." Brother

Zhao couldn't help laughing when he saw Xiaofeng getting on the carriage as if he was running away.

The good boy blinked and felt that Brother Xiaofeng was so considerate and felt sorry for him. He even ran to the carriage: "Brother Xiaofeng, don't be afraid that the good boy is tired. Don't be afraid! You won't be tired from making noodles. It's very simple. You stay."

Xiaofeng urged the Imperial Guards: "Go quickly, go quickly."

Brother Yang and Brother Xiu covered their mouths and laughed.

After finishing the meal, Gungundan finally thought of Xiaofeng again. Brother Zhao was busy at the front, and Xiaofeng took care of them the most. Knowing that they were gone, the two little guys ran outside, sat on the doorstep, and cried. Ask Fang Zichen to ride a big horse to chase his eldest brother back. They want his eldest brother.

Fang Zichen didn't bother to pay attention to them. After coaxing them twice, it was useless. Fang Zichen directly used his magic weapon, and the two little guys stopped making trouble instantly.

——The meat buns are so delicious.

When the first paper mill and fertilizer plant were built, Xiaofeng had been studying next to Brother Zhao. Fang Zichen from Bei'an County greeted the county magistrate in advance. When Xiaofeng passed by, Brother Zhao was not at all. Not to worry about.

Although Xiaofeng is only a teenager, a child from a poor family has long been in charge, so he is doing things safely! For example, Fang Zichen makes people worry-free.

At the end of the month, Fang Zichen and Brother Zhao returned to Pingxiang Village with their children.

Xia Jinghong hasn't replied yet, but Fang Zichen felt that he would definitely agree as long as he wasn't stupid, so he sent another document - recruiting troops.

The first recruits were only recruited in the four counties of Shunan, Anhe County, and Anping County. At this time, all the troops from the north and the south were sent.

During the New Year period, when everyone visits relatives and friends, I am afraid that I know everything that I need to know.

But now when I heard the official finished speaking, I felt something was wrong.

Why should military personnel be given priority?

Can family members of soldiers receive medical treatment at a reduced price?

This... can it still be so good?

In the rush, many regulations were not implemented in place. Now along with the documents, there are a series of policies such as giving priority to military personnel.

In order to mobilize the enthusiasm of the people, Fang Zichen also worked hard.

After all, there are so many people to recruit.

If the conditions are not 'eye-catching' enough, I'm afraid few will come.

Moreover, after these soldiers were recruited, although they were paid more than 100 cents a month, in fact, it was only 4 cents a day, which was much less than those working in the factory.

There is no such policy in other continents outside, but Fang Zichen is a modern person after all, and he has been around a lot with his grandfather. He respects these people the most. As a parent, being able to hand over your children to the country is a sign of trust in the country.

Once the children are gone, those who celebrate the New Year and festivals cannot be around...'If you give, you will be rewarded'.

Everyone is familiar with the recruitment process, and within half a month the list was compiled.

This time, a total of more than 36,000 people were recruited. Adding the 3,000 people who came first, the number was almost 40,000.

Brother Zhao watched from the side and realized something was wrong: "Aunt Tang? Gu Xiaoya? Qin Xiaocui? Brother Fan? This, these are the names of the girl and the brother, right!"

"Yes."

"How could it be?

" It was funny to say that, Fang Zichen said: "Your son recruited this."

Annan County is not far from Anping County, and there was not enough manpower when recruiting troops, so Fang Zichen sent a good boy there and promised him benefits. The good boy felt that this It wasn't difficult at all, I just carried a bag of instant noodles and went.

As a result, on the second day after organizing the registration, a sister came.

...

Aunt Tang is from the village. She is seventeen years old. She works very quickly and diligently. She has three brothers in the family and two younger siblings.

With more people, the family only has about eight or nine acres of land. It is a constant problem to have enough food, let alone sell the grain for money. The family is very poor, and the eldest son is in his twenties and has not yet married a wife.

The Tang family's parents are anxious! It happened that there was a family in the next village who was also poor. They only had a son and a daughter, and they said they could exchange them.

I heard that the son of that family was stupid. He was almost 30 years old. He would hit people when he went crazy. His attacks were not serious. His mother was beaten to death by him. Many people in the village were also chased and beaten. Everyone was very afraid. , and begged the village chief to drive their family outside the village.

That fool's father thought that he only had such a son, so he had to marry him a wife to carry on the family line. Otherwise, he was afraid that he would be extinct and would not be able to see his ancestors when he died. But the family was poor, there was no betrothal gift, and his daughter was still Her eldest brother was lame in one leg and was very thin due to lack of food. It was difficult to find his husband's family. Finally, after asking around, he found out that

the Tangtang family was poor and he must not be able to afford it.

Moreover, even if a man in his twenties is not that poor, he cannot marry a good man.

On the day the two families met, Aunt Tang was tied up by her elder brother. After arriving at the fool's house, after sitting there for a while, the fool went crazy again and rushed out of the house. Probably because he was afraid of scaring them. The fool's father was originally going to The fool was locked in the room. He didn't know how he got out now. When he saw someone, he roared. His hair was messy and his face was ferocious. He didn't let anyone touch him. He didn't wash his face for who knows how long. His clothes were very dirty, with mud and blood, and his hair and face were unkempt. He didn't look like a human being at all, like a wild beast. He would hit anyone he saw and smash a stool when he raised it.

Brother Tang was frightened and ran out first. Aunt Tang was tied up and it was difficult to run. As soon as she ran to the door, the fool pulled her hair back. She was pushed to the ground. The fool stepped on her and then choked her. Her neck...

When she closed her eyes now, she could still clearly feel the pain coming from her neck, and the pain of being unable to struggle and being suffocated by someone's throat.

Do you really want to marry that kind of person?

The fool's family was very poor. It was said that the walls of the house were full of praise. It couldn't even be called a home. It was like a cowshed, and it was dirty and messy inside.

Aunt Tang is not afraid of being poor, she can work.

But...she was afraid, really afraid. It would be really scary for that fool to go crazy.

If you really get married, you might not even survive two days.

It happened that officers and soldiers came to the village, announcing the recruitment. When I got up at night, I heard her parents say that it was a good deal. Although the idiot's sister was lame, she was still very agile, so it didn't mean that she couldn't do the work. Yes, I can exchange it, although I will suffer a bit of a loss.

Aunt Tang felt cold.

Her father followed them to the fool's house. The fool was obviously like that, but her father even saw it, and he even pushed her into the fire pit.

She had always known that her parents were more protective of her older brothers, and asked her to do all the work at home, no matter how big or small. Sometimes she would get into quarrels with her brothers, and her parents would scold her, grab her arms, and even hit her no matter what. , it was outrageous to say how she could talk back to her brothers, but she thought her parents also loved her a little bit, but what happened! When he came back yesterday, his father's legs were weak and he was afraid, but he still wanted to marry her.

The next day, Mrs. Tang carried firewood and went to the town to sell it. She saw people signing up and heard that if they were recruited, they would be taken to Quzhou. If they performed well, they could stay in the team.

Quzhou was far away from home...

Unknowingly, I arrived outside the government office and saw the conscripting officer and the young master in charge of the conscription here. Aunt Tang was fascinated and desperate, so she stepped forward and asked if the women would be recruited. Yes, she wants to go too.

She wanted to leave home, or she would die if she didn't.

The bystanders were surprised for a moment when they heard this, and then they all laughed.

It was as if he was laughing at her overestimation, or as if he had heard some big joke.

A man waiting in line to sign up even tried to push her away, telling her not to get in the way, not to scare her and join in the fun, it was none of their women's business, so hurry up and leave. But the good boy was silent for a moment, and after thinking about it, he got up and stopped him, and took a closer look. Looking at Aunt Tang, her voice was still sweet.

"Sister, you want to join the army too?"

Aunt Tang suddenly woke up after she spoke. The laughter of others made her blush. She lowered her head and was about to leave. But the boy's words made her stop suddenly. pace.

"It's not impossible."

Everyone was shocked.

An officer and soldier even stopped him immediately and said: "Young master, this is against the rules."

The people watching the excitement echoed: "That's right, this is not allowed."

"What are the rules?" The good boy is awesome now, Ultraman Token He took it out and slapped it on the table: "Good boy, it's the rule now."

The people didn't dare to say anything.

I just felt that the young master was acting very randomly.

There are no girls who serve as soldiers. This is all the business of men.

The good boy ignored them and looked directly at Aunt Tang: "Sister wants to be a soldier. It's not impossible, but being a soldier requires training. It's very tiring. Can sister persist?"

Aunt Tang said almost without hesitation: "Yes."

"Yes is the best, but you have to check the bird before it meets the conditions." Guaizi said: "Besides, it's not just sister who says you can, let Guaizi see what you are capable of! Also, sister, you can't just say you can." , Sister, do you know what you will do after being recruited? "

To protect the family and the country, to put it bluntly, it is actually fighting.

Whoever is powerful and who is not afraid can get on. Where is the rule that a man must do this?

Guaizi was taught by Fang Zichen step by step. He was just surprised. If he saw that the person was a woman and said no directly, that would be discrimination.

With this move by Guai Zai, the first team of female soldiers in Daxia was born.

Others disagreed and thought it was random. However, when Nanping County and Anhe County were hit by floods later, this team of female soldiers immediately appeared at the disaster scene and rescued hundreds of people. The soldiers followed Fang Zichen in all directions and assisted him in conquering Dayuan. When he was in Beiqi, the people suddenly realized.

It has become a joke that women are not as good as men.

...

Aunt Tang hesitated for a moment, then pointed to the men queuing up next to her and said, "I can hit two at a time, so I can beat two with one."

These words made the men's hands itch.

And two at a time?

No one dares to brag like that.

Moreover, how much we underestimate them! How dare you say such a thing.

All the good boys stood up: "Sister, are you so disgusted with this?"

Aunt Tang nodded.

The good boy blinked his eyes: "But there is no basis for what you say!"

Aunt Tang almost gave up: "I can fight them."

She had no way out.

The good boy nodded and asked, "Uncle, which one of you is going to fight her?"

"Me."

"Me."

Several men rushed over, eager to teach the arrogant Aunt Tang a lesson.

The good guy pointed out two men.

Everyone voluntarily vacated the space, and some people didn't think it was a big deal. Now they no longer had the bad idea of ​​hitting a woman, so they just hit her, taught her a lesson, and showed her how good she is.

Damn it, how dare you say something that offends their men.

Aunt Tang has been working all year round. She is not a delicate little girl. She comes from the village and is timid. She is not afraid of being looked at by so many men. She also feels embarrassed and even feels out of place. But everything is the same. It's nothing compared to marrying a fool.

Aunt Tang got into a fight with a man, and physical contact was inevitable during the fight. Everyone looked at it and felt it was outrageous. How could an innocent girl do this?

It's outrageous, it's outrageous.

A few women even spat in Aunt Tang's direction.

Aunt Tang has never practiced. Even if she has been doing heavy work all year round, her strength is not as good as that of a man. However, she has a quick mind and knows where to hit the most painful places. She has experienced being hit by her brothers when she was a child. Hits on the arms and back are not good. It hurts when hit in the stomach, and you might not be able to get up after just one punch.

At this moment, she exerted all her strength and punched the man in the stomach. The man held his stomach and took two steps back, then knelt on the ground. Now he went up to add two kicks, and the winner was determined, but She glanced at the woman's actions, and all the looks she cast on her were disgusted, and she suddenly couldn't fight anymore.

As soon as I put my hand down, the sound of cheering came from my ears.

"Yo! Sister is so awesome! Take advantage of the victory, sister, fight! Fight!"

The boy was jumping up and cheering for her. He was even more excited than fighting by himself. There were also some young girls and guys in the crowd, maybe He admired her for having such courage, and shouted for her: "Come on, hit him, come on."

Aunt Tang got so excited that she didn't know where she came from, and a man rushed over to her, and she met him.

In the end, she had some luck on her face, but she was still standing, but the two men fell to the ground and couldn't get up.

The good boy ran over and held her hand, raised his head and said in admiration: "Sister, you are so awesome!"

He said it sincerely, not lying, and Aunt Tang was embarrassed.

Guaizi gave her the privilege to go for a 'physical examination' first. This physical examination does not require taking off any clothes, just to see if the hands and feet are sound - people in the village occasionally lack fingers, and they usually cut firewood carelessly. So he put his fingers in it.

Don't want anyone who is too short, too fat, or too thin.

Then take a pulse to see if it's healthy, if there are any hidden diseases, if there are missing teeth or cavities, and that's pretty much it.

Not as strict as modern times. After all, conditions are limited and it is not allowed.

Of course Aunt Tang is suitable for her. When Guaizi wrote her name in the book, others became anxious! I started to persuade again, saying that it was inappropriate and unruly, and I couldn't take the lead.

This kind of thing has always been done by men. Men are the gods. What's the point of having a girl and a brother!

It is proper for a woman's brother to marry, have children and serve his parents-in-law.

And what can they do if they go?

The female brothers can also do housework and embroider clothes. If they are really allowed to do it, what use will it be? Only men are useful, and when they meet someone in the future, will they have to call them "Sir"?

Is this possible?

Is that true?

How can a woman get on top of a man?

Everyone was so noisy that the scene fell into chaos.

The man who was beaten first was now livid, and he objected the loudest, his eyes filled with evil spirits.

"She is a woman and comes from a womanly family. How can she become a soldier?"

"Why not?" The boy asked, "Uncle, you were beaten to the ground by your sister just now! Choose whoever is powerful and has the right conditions." , you are not better than my sister, two of you can't beat one, she can't, and you can't even."

The man was speechless for a moment.

These words are indeed embarrassing. They were two men beaten down by a woman, and they were really embarrassed in front of so many people. No one can blame them. They stood up and wanted to teach others a lesson. And that woman really looks like a cow! I don't know what's going on, but she doesn't seem to feel any pain when I hit her.

The people next to me were still making irresponsible remarks, but the good boy didn't pay attention to them anymore. Their ideas were old and deep, and no matter how much they said, it was useless. This was not something like the fertilizer factory that was easy to solve. It could be explained in a few words.

It's useless to argue at this moment, and it's even more useless to talk about equality between men and women. After hearing this, the people just think it's nonsense and can only force it. Is it good for a female brother to be a soldier in the future? Can it be done? Can it be better than a man? , is it true that only women who are born to marry and have children are serious? You will know later. Moreover, if this kind of thing happens too much, everyone will become numb. No one has time to worry about this kind of thing. If you don't let go, no one will rebel just for this kind of thing.

At this moment, his fist as big as an egg slammed on the table.

"If anyone dares to interfere with your good boy's work, I will ask someone to beat you up."

His father had promised him that if he did this well, he would get two kisses and two little red flowers.

He would hit anyone who stopped him from kissing him.

Two imperial guards came out from the side of Guaizi, took a step forward, and pulled out their knives. There was a very harsh clang.

What's this?

In the past, when they met the wives of officials in the capital, they had to bow their heads and call out in a polite manner.

Men are gods? That has to mean those who are capable, those who are incompetent, and those who are useless. Do you still want to live in the same day?

Moreover, they all knew about the chemical fertilizer factory, and they didn't have the feeling that men were superior to others.

At this moment, the knife was half withdrawn. His heart skipped a beat as he kept admonishing and scolding at the excitement. He was stunned. You looked at me and I looked at you. No one dared to say anything anymore.

Although this young master looks small and soft, he belongs to the prefect's family and cannot be messed with.

The few officers and soldiers who followed also felt that this matter was not done properly, but the young master...

they really didn't dare to make people angry.

The people outside don't know, but can they still not know?

The cement factory, paper mill, fertilizer factory, and powder factory have all been built, not counting the ones just built in the north. These four factories are all under Fang Fulang's name.

It is not a small workshop. The smallest factory covers an area of ​​nine acres, the fertilizer factory covers more than ten acres, and the paper mill is dozens of acres. It is very wide. The gate is majestic and domineering, and the inside is like a maze. If no one is there to guide them, they will When you walk in, you don't know where you are. There are hundreds of workers in one factory. Let's not talk about whether they make money or not. Even if the adults are not magistrates, just talk about their family background. Do they dare to provoke them? Dare you offend?

In the whole of Quzhou, if anyone wants to say who is the richest family, it must have been the Huang family in the past. These days, the grain business is the easiest. The Huang family has more than ten shops, large and small, all over Quzhou. , However, all those clerks and servants put together are not as many as there are workers in a fertilizer factory.

The young master of the magistrate's family is not to be messed with, and the young master of the No. 1 family in Ganzhou is not to be messed with.

The young master in the two identities is even more difficult to mess with. He does whatever he says.

Chapter 391

When the officers and soldiers saw that the good young master did not listen to the advice, they hurried back to Pingxiang Village to inform Fang Zichen. They hoped that the adults would persuade the young master and not to set this precedent. When Fang Zichen heard this, he thought for a moment and said that he could do whatever he wanted! The officers and soldiers ran away lonely.

No matter how outrageous the common people think this thing is, and no matter how displeased they are, they can't control the young master's conquest. The people still want to fight with the officials!

Forget it, forget it, it's not like you're going there with your own son, there's no point getting angry, and being a soldier requires training. It's so hard, I'm afraid you'll come back crying and fussing after just a few days. Girl, you can do it. What a big deal.

And the adults don't know it now. Maybe tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, the adults will know that the young master is acting up like this, and the good boy will be beaten even more!

As a result, the next day, the documents were rushed to various places.

——Conscription is for both men and women. Anyone who meets the conditions can sign up for a physical examination.

The common people were dumbfounded.

This adult is so confused!

The Imperial Guards were more solemn than the officers and soldiers, and they looked cold and cold. The common people didn't know that they were all soldiers, so they were so different, so they had to go to the officers and soldiers, and wanted them to tell the adults that this was not possible.

The officers and soldiers looked at him coldly: "No? Then go and tell the adults yourself!"

Lao Qiu, the leader, persuaded him, and the adults only said: "What can't be done? I am the master or you are the master, and you can do what I ask you to do. Do you need to teach me what to do and what not to do? If you don't want to do it anymore, just tell me. "

Is he seeking death now?

Guaizi also received a letter from Fang Zichen, telling him to go ahead and not be afraid, as he has a smart, handsome and handsome father behind him to hold the battle.

The boy read the letter and carefully folded it up. This was the first time his father wrote to him!

The Imperial Guard sighed when he saw him, and said unhappily: "When will the recruitment of troops be completed! All the good boys miss their father."

The Imperial Guard: "..."

Young Master, if I remember correctly , you just came out from home in the morning, and the adults personally carried you on the horse.

There are not many guys and girls who dare to sign up, but there are still some. Most of them are like Mrs. Tang, who can't make ends meet at home and want to find another way out. There are also bold ones who don't want to spend their whole lives around the kitchen and men.

This matter has been spread all over the world, and there are people who say anything. Some don't say anything, and some think it's nothing. But most of them still think it's not okay and don't agree with it. But it's useless for them to make a fuss. The adults don't listen, so they don't. If you don't have the ability to make trouble in front of the adults, the most you can do is attack them together in twos and threes, and then go back to warn your daughters and brothers at home not to imitate those people, it's shameful.

The child nodded fiercely, saying yes, but in his heart he admired those guys and girls who dared to sign up.

If they were to be replaced, they would not dare to speak so harshly to others!

...

On the other side of the story, Aunt Tang returned home from town after registering her name. Seeing that she had injuries on her face, her family didn't ask any questions.

Tang's father said: "I've been selling bundles of firewood for a long time. Where's the money?"

Aunt Tang handed over three copper coins.

Tang's mother said: "Now that you're back, let's go cook! Your second brother just complained that he was hungry."

Aunt Tang's heart was pounding all the way back and her legs were weak. She just signed up and fought in one breath. Now that my tone has calmed down, I'm starting to get scared.

I can't figure it out, where did I get the courage to say and do those things?

She didn't dare to take another look at the stranger in front of her, and she didn't dare to talk to the men in the village, but they just had a fight... If her parents knew about it, they would probably beat her to death, and they really went to Ganzhou. She couldn't see her parents anymore. She heard that those who were sent away before would not be able to come back during the New Year. She felt a little regretful and felt that she shouldn't do such a thing behind her parents' backs, but it would look at the cold looks on her parents' faces. , that trace of regret completely disappeared.

She can't let go of her parents, but there's nothing to be reluctant to let go of. She doesn't even exist in their eyes. What on earth is she doing, what is she hoping for?

She went into the kitchen to cook. Today, the vegetable seller came back and ran to the Tang family as soon as she entered the village.

"Brother Tang, Sister Tang, your aunt is incredible!"

"What's wrong?"

"Oh, I'm embarrassed to say it."

Aunt Tang was beaten again.

Father Tang was still thinking of exchanging her for marriage! No matter where she is allowed to go, and the place is full of men, what would it be like if a woman goes to a house and beats men on the street, the old Tang family will be stabbed in the back.

Even though she could earn dozens of dollars a month as a soldier, Tang's father would still be willing to let her go if they had negotiated well. After all, gossip is not as important as money, and if you can only change one marriage, what will happen to the remaining sons? If the aunt goes, she can make money and the family will be better off. Is the daughter-in-law still afraid that she won't be able to get it?

But now the aunt went behind their backs to sign up...

When Qian'er came back from the fool's house, the aunt cried and told him that he didn't want to change, but he didn't agree. Although the fool was a little scary, he was crazy. It's okay to hide a little sometimes. Aren't my father and sister still alive and well now?

The aunt is afraid that she has become separated from them. If she goes now, let alone the money, she is afraid that she will never come back again.

Father Tang immediately locked her up in the woodshed and told his sons to keep an eye on her.

The Tang brothers went to register for the military draft on the first day, but they were not recruited.

At this moment, I was envious and jealous of Aunt Tang.

Why was this girl chosen but they were not chosen? This official is just unfair.

Second brother Tang's mind turned around and he thought about whether he could take Aunt Tang's place?

Anyway, there are so many people drafted, can the official still remember what the aunt looks like?

If he goes, he can get money.

However, the name Auntie is really unpleasant.

There were many men who signed up for the army, thousands of them. If you really ask what they look like, the good boy might not remember. But here in Annan County, there were very few girls and boys who signed up, only about twenty people. In the end There were only thirteen people recruited, and the good boy would recognize them.

Three days later, when they were gathering to leave for Quzhou, Guaizi didn't see Aunt Tang, so he called out her name. When he saw a man standing up, Guaizi frowned: "Are you Aunt Tang?"

Brother Tang nodded.

The good boy frowned, snorted, and with a move of his hand, the two officers and soldiers escorted him down.

He had a very deep impression of Aunt Tang!

He was clearly scared, uneasy, and struggling. When someone pointed at him, his head dropped to his chest in embarrassment, but his eyes held determination and a sense of dissatisfaction.

Father Tang always felt that this method was not very effective, but Brother Tang said it was okay and he would come back as soon as he was discovered.

After people left this morning, Tang's father began to feel restless. Aunt Tang was curled up on the straw chopper without saying anything, her eyes were ashen.

She knew that her last chance to leave here was gone.

It's not that she hasn't thought about running away instead of recruiting, but she has no money, it's hard to find jobs in the town, and she's a girl, so where can she run?

A man can sleep on the street if he has no money, but can she live with a girl?

Dad said, the day after tomorrow is a good day, and he wants to send her to a fool

Aunt Tang shed tears when she thought of this. She couldn't stop crying. She trembled when she thought of the fool going crazy and beating people.

There was a noise outside the door. Aunt Tang heard it but didn't pay attention. Someone suddenly kicked the door of the woodshed open.

The small figure came into view, and the little tuotuo on his head that shot straight to the sky looked so familiar.

It was the young master who cheered her on that day.

"Sister..." Guaizi ran over and helped her up from the straw.

She had been locked up for several days, eating, drinking, and defecating inside. The small jar that she could use for convenience was still placed in the corner, and she smelled of it.

But Guaizi didn't mind.

Aunt Tang's eyes turned red instantly and she couldn't say a word. She only held Guaizi's little wrist tightly, so hard that Guaizi felt a little pain.

The second brother Tang pretended to be someone else and was detained. Tang's father and Tang's mother cried and muttered, saying it couldn't be like this! Their aunt and second son are no longer soldiers. Young master, you can't rob people!

The good boy looked towards the Imperial Guards. The Imperial Guards knew it and pulled out the saber from his waist again.

Tang's father and Tang's mother were immediately speechless.

The good boy had his little hands behind his back. The villagers who came to see the fun wanted to help and said something. The good boy glanced at them and said first: "Do you want to use chemical fertilizer in the future?"

Got it.

Just shut up if you think so.

Just say it if you don't want to.

Although I feel sorry for Tang's father and Tang's mother, it's really pitiful to see people crying, but this is not their own business. Everyone is still thinking of buying some fertilizer this year for use! Nothing was said for a moment.

Tang's father cried: "Young master, you can't do this! Let my aunt and second son go!"

This can easily be misunderstood, as if he is robbing someone.

Guaizi glared at Tang's father and said: "In this recruitment, registration is free, but once you are recruited, you can't come and leave whenever you want. Let Tang Laoer take your place. You see Guaizi?" "Have you seen those big eyes?"

Father Tang hurriedly said, "Yes, I have seen them."

"How dare you act like a good boy, do you think my eyes are blind?" You have practiced in the alchemy furnace, do you know that if you dare to lie to me, I will have you slapped?"

Father Tang was very scared: "I know, I don't dare to do it anymore,"

he said . Looking at Aunt Tang: "Sister, do you still want to join the army?"

Before Aunt Tang could say anything, Mother Tang called her first: "Auntie, do you really want to go? Are you really willing to let your parents go? Dad Do you have any conscience even if your mother is as big as you? You are a white-eyed wolf."

The surrounding villagers did not say anything for the sake of fertilizer, but now they looked at Aunt Tang and felt that she was not like this.

They are all from the same village. Everyone knows what Mrs. Tang is like. She is polite and hard-working. She does all the work in the house, inside and outside. Why is she such a supercilious person?

Moreover, it is indeed a bit outrageous for a girl's family to join the army, but people sympathize with the weak. Now I saw Tang's mother and father kneeling on the ground, trembling, crying and begging, and then looking at Aunt Tang, there was something in her eyes. I didn't blame her, I just felt that she was extremely unfilial.

Aunt Tang did not hesitate: "I'll go, I don't want to be beaten to death."

What? What was beaten to death?

The village chief asked carefully: "Auntie, what do you mean by this?"

"My father wants to send me to the fool's house in Dalu Village, and let me be that fool's wife, and replace the fool's sister with his eldest brother."

The fool in Dalu Village is far and near . He is famous, everyone knows him, and he has no idea what his first name was. Anyway, everyone is a fool and calls him that, even his father calls him that.

Ordinary people would have no time to escape when they see it. This fool is a good beater.

If you are an ordinary fool, it will be more difficult to get married, nothing.

But this is different.

Now you know, Aunt Tang only said a few words, and everyone understood.

Just say that Aunt Tang is usually a good person, but now she did something like this. Her parents cried and refused to let her go, but she insisted on going. It is not easy to raise a child, and she doesn't listen to her parents. She is just unfilial. Just now, everyone thought she was dishonorable. They all felt that she was not good enough. Her parents didn't care about her, so why did she talk about protecting the family and the country? Why did the young master even accept such a person? But if he doesn't go now, he will die.

This Tang family is too cruel to be a parent, and this is not the case for a partial man! My daughter is also a piece of flesh that fell off her body.

There are many people in the village who are too poor to find a wife, and there are some who want to change their wives, but what kind of situation is this for a fool!

Who went to change it?

No.

Because no one wants to do the thing of pushing the child into the fire pit and having his spine poked.

If you go well, you will still have a way to survive.

I don't blame my aunt for this matter.

Several women sighed: "Auntie, take good care of yourself when you go outside."

Guaizi led Aunt Tang away.

At this time, there were a total of 122 brothers and girls recruited in Ganzhou.

Although there were a lot of dissatisfaction outside, Fang Zichen still decided to fight.

Unprecedented is unprecedented.

When people come to sign up, and when they see that they are girls, they are chased away. This is discrimination. Then there is no difference between him and the men of this era.

Brother Zhao has been busy these days and didn't even know that his son and husband had done such a big thing.

No wonder the villagers looked at him strangely when he came back from the factory, as if he was hesitant to speak.

I understood now, and Brother Zhao didn't object.

He knew what Fang Zichen was thinking. There was nothing a man could do that a woman couldn't do. As long as he was willing, gender would not be an issue at all.

But...

he had been to the training area once, and the training was quite difficult. Although he didn't want to admit it, the physical fitness of female guys was worse than that of men.

"I'm afraid they won't be able to train them and will be exhausted," said Brother Zhao.

Fang Zichen said: "We need to make a regulation for this. Their training programs must be different from those of men."

"Huh?"

"Of course they can also train in physical strength, but more, I want them to learn from Master Li. ." Fang Zichen explained.

In this war, there will definitely be injuries and deaths. Female soldiers are always more careful than men, work more delicately, and are more patient than male soldiers. In many jobs in the army, female soldiers have more advantages. What kind of correspondents are they? Not to mention these other things, they are competent in logistics management, treatment and care of the wounded.

During the war, the doctors I led were not trained. When they arrived on the battlefield, they would collapse after working for a few days. In ancient times, there were usually many deaths in wars. In fact, not all of them died under the sword of the enemy. Most of them were injured and were not treated in time. , even the doctor was too busy to apply the medicine in a hasty manner, and then he didn't care about it anymore, and the injured person didn't know how to do it himself! If the injury is serious, you can't move, the wound becomes infected, ulcerates, and you die as soon as you get a fever.

If it all depends on doctors, how many doctors will be needed to take care of hundreds of people in a battle? Where do you recruit so many doctors from?

So sometimes, those who are seriously injured are often 'abandoned' due to insufficient doctors - the injuries are so serious that it is not known whether they can be saved, so it is better not to waste that time and save the ones with minor injuries first. Yes!

Now that these female soldiers are here, if they know how to make some basic bandages and make medicine, and can command and treat people on the battlefield without any hesitation, can they also work in logistics?

Girls and brothers can do these things, right?

Even if they don't fight, if they learn enough and are assigned to hospitals or factories, they can still see if workers feel uncomfortable or are suddenly injured during work.

Anyway, it is always right to learn more.

Just say what you say outside! He won't lose any meat.

Brother Zhao was silent for a while after hearing this, and then said: "Husband, I support you."

"It's okay if you don't support me! Your son has brought back the people who hit him." When the good boy came back, he walked with wind and got two little red flowers. Fang Zichen covered his face with flowers. He was so beautiful that he held the mirror and looked at himself for a long time. Then he went to the village to show off to his friends. If he said no now, he would be slapped in the face.

Since the training of female soldiers was different from that of male soldiers, some regulations had to be worked out. Fang Zichen was busy for two days and called Li Yanmei over.

"Ah? You want me to train them?" Li Yanmei felt incredible.

"Well!" Fang Zichen said: "Train in the morning and study in the afternoon. As for how to train, I will tell you later. It's not convenient for Shi Linjie and the others to do this." It's easy for

me to say, if the girl is training during When I came to Kuishui, I felt uncomfortable, and I was afraid that I was embarrassed to tell the men that it was not good to hold on like this.

Only women know women's things.

And I just went there now, and I have a close sister to take me with me, so I feel more at ease after all.

Li Yanmei didn't think it was a big deal. This person was a very bold person. When she dared to tell Fang Zichen in front of Lin Xiaoxia that her father was away in the afternoon and was going out to play chess, then she asked him to come and sit at home when he was free. She knew he was an 'abnormal' .

Then he asked: "Can my Jiaojiao train and study with them?"

"You can give it if you want! I'm not stopping you." Fang Zichen said.

He is more handsome now than he was in Yuanzhou. He was also handsome then, but his face still looks childish and less masculine. Now that the childishness has gone away, he looks more and more handsome. Outstanding, Li Yanmei smiled, glanced at Fang Zichen shyly, and said with a pinched voice:

"Why don't I tell you first! The slave family belongs to you, how can I make my own decisions!"

Fang Zichen had goosebumps. He was about to get up and quickly glanced at Lin Xiaoxia.

Why are these words so strange? It sounds like the two of them don't know they are having an affair.

Fang Zichen was about to say a few words when Guaizi ran in from the door: "Father, didn't you say you wanted to cut Guaizi's hair today? Come on."

Fang Zichen ran out as if he was running away.

It's always difficult to take care of the child's hair when it's grown long, and it's difficult to wash it. It took a long time to dry it in the middle of winter. Now that the boy is a little older, Fang Zichen didn't give him any more mushroom haircuts. He was afraid that people would see him when he went out. I mean, I just cut off the curled ends of my hair, while Gungun Dandan had his head shaved, so that it would be easier to wash at night and just wipe it with a towel.

When Gegudandan takes a bath, he likes to ask Fang Zichen to wash them. Every time he washes their hair, Fang Zichen finds it troublesome. It's great to be bald now!

The two little guys touched their big, smooth and round heads and felt quite beautiful.

Gungun looked at Dandan: "Hey, Dandan has a few buns."

"Gungun also has one!"

Then the two little guys laughed.

It had just entered February, and the weather was still a bit cold. They were afraid of catching cold, so Brother Zhao put on little tiger hats for them. Their round faces looked cute.

It is colder in the village than in the city, especially in Pingxiang Village where there are many mountains. It has also rained in the past few days, and the cold air seems to be pouring into the bones.

Halfway through bathing my child at night, the water became cold and my nose started to run a little.

But the two children were fleshy and active. At noon, they followed the black whirlwind and ran around the yard. Not only did they look dirty, they opened their collars and took a closer look, and they could smell a very unpleasant smell of sweat. Sour.

Anyway, I have to wash it every day.

But as soon as they entered the water, the two little guys played enthusiastically and kept slapping the water in the basin. The water became cold before they finished washing. The conditions here were poor and the children loved playing with water. Fang Zichen thought about it and finally brought a few A child went to town and said he wanted to buy a big pot.

Brother Zhao was busy in the factory. Uncle Tang came to him and asked if the family was going to kill a pig! If he wanted to kill a pig, he would go outside to pick up some large firewood and come back. The wood at home was all small wood and was not burned.

"No!" Brother Zhao said.

"Then why did you buy the big pot?" Uncle Tang asked.

Brother Zhao shook his head: "I don't understand either."

When he came back in the evening, as soon as he entered the kitchen, Brother Zhao saw the calamity he had just bought. It was ridiculously big and deep. He asked Fang Zichen why he bought it so big. The pot, Fang Zichen said, was for the children.

Brother Zhao was confused, and then he found out in the evening.

Water was put in the pot, and a small fire was still burning on the stove. The water was warm enough. Fang Zichen yelled at the door, and the three little guys ran over. They were afraid of the cold wind coming in. The kitchen door was closed by Fang Zichen, and the good boy himself Fang Zichen helped them take off their clothes. Fang Zichen threw them into the pot one by one.

"The little piggy is going to be in trouble."

Gungundandan chuckled. He was a little older at one year old, but he could say a lot of things: "No way!"

The fire was not big, and the bottom of the pot did not burn the buttocks. A little guy sat inside, playing happily with a towel, wiping here and there, then rubbing the towel and imitating others' washing clothes.

Don't worry about the water getting cold now. As soon as it cools down, Fang Zichen will add more heat.

Uncle Tang heard the noise in the kitchen and was afraid that the child was playing with fire. He ran over to take a look and saw Fang Zichen adding firewood to the stove. The pot was too deep. He saw the top of the boy's hair and the laughter coming from the pot. came from inside, Uncle Tang stood on the spot, stunned.

His master is actually cooking his son.

What is this for?

But that's it?

Brother Zhao also came, and hurriedly opened the door and went in, his face turned pale.

"Husband, what are you doing?"

He said and was about to pick up Guaizi and Gungundandan, but the three children were still unwilling to get up!

"Daddy, my dear boy wants to wash it again."

"Ganggun wants to be happy too."

"My balls and butt are still stinky, so I want to be happy too.

" Fang Zichen said: "I'll give the children a bath!" Just let them wash it again, they are very happy now! You don't have to worry about the children getting cold when the water gets cold, I'm here to watch! "

Brother Zhao: "..."

Uncle Tang: "..."

This man can really come up with any bad ideas.

Brother Zhao looked at the children in the pot, and then looked at Look at Fang Zichen: "I thought..."

Fang Zichen didn't know what the two of them were thinking: "You think I'm cooking something? Am I the kind of crazy person?"

"It's a bit like it." Brother Zhao said naa.

Fang Zichen's eyes widened: "You blind idiot, how do you look like me? Why are you so good at talking nonsense? Leave quickly, or I will beat you later."

Brother Zhao saw that he was unhappy, waved his fists, and went out with a smile . .

Fang Zichen glared at them fiercely. These two brothers were incompetent. Their minds were full of dangerous ideas, and they were too good at thinking. Could a kind, just and selfless person like him know how to cook children?

These three are his little sweethearts!

Who is a man like him? The men in the village never bathe their children!

"Ah! Father, my dear boy's butt is hot!" My dear boy suddenly shouted.

Fang Zichen came to his senses and quickly removed the fire.

"Is it still hot?"

"Not hot."

Fang Zichen leaned to the side and gave his balls a bath. His vagina was dark with mud and needed to be cleaned.

There were still sparks in the stove, and the water cooled slowly. It took a long time for the little ones to come out satisfied.

Gungundandan was released at the end of the year, and now they are sleeping with the good boy. Fang Zichen took them back, put some clothes on them, coaxed them to sleep and went into the kitchen.

It is not safe to bathe a child in this way. It is easy to burn the buttocks. Because the bottom of the pot is heated when the fire is turned on, the water in the pot will slowly heat up. However, the temperature of the bottom of the pot must be higher than the water temperature. However, if there is a pad inside A piece of wood is used to create an insulation layer so that it won't burn.

Fang Zichen worked in the kitchen for a long time. When he returned to his room, Brother Zhao was still awake. Brother Zhao asked him what he had just done. Fang Zichen said that he had measured the pot and would find a carpenter to fasten small boards for the big iron pot tomorrow.

"You just love your children." Brother Zhao said helplessly: "It's cold now. Just pick them up after washing. It's so troublesome."

"Children like to play!" Fang Zichen said: "This is not the case. What's the matter?"

Brother Zhao frowned and said softly: "Just spoil me. If you spoil me in the future, don't rely on me."

"How can you say that before? Are you a gangster now? Are you bullying men and women?" Fang Zichen was a little proud: "It's not true yet. I am willing to pamper them. This is because they have not made any mistakes. If their little wish can be fulfilled, I will be happy. Be satisfied, and if they make mistakes, you will see if I can take care of them. "

If he doesn't punish them if they do something wrong, then the child will really be spoiled. He should be trained and beaten whenever he should. He knows whether to favor or scold.

He was like this back then, his parents would give him whatever he wanted, and they would go abroad to buy it if it wasn't available at home. Now he's broken?

What a joke!

It couldn't be more righteous.

When his sons were still young, he wanted to make them happy and carefree.

Gungun likes to play in the water the most. The first few times when the water got cold, Fang Zichen took him out. His reluctance to let go made Fang Zichen feel bad. He just wanted to play in the water, and it was not a big deal. He had a big iron A pot will do.

Brother Zhao didn't object, he just mentioned it. He knew the character of the good boy now. He was diligent, obedient, and knew how to care for his elder brother and younger brothers. He also liked to seek privileges and look good, but he was not crooked after all. of.

The child is almost eight years old. People of this age in the village have begun to become more stable, because children from poor families have long been in charge, but the good boy is well protected by Fang Zichen. He is carefree and cheerful all day long. You have to be full of tricks, but still like a child, without any worries.

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Some people say that unimportant characters do not need to be described in detail.

Aunt Tang, let's talk about this! In fact, it's the same thing as Zhang Fan. I write this because this is what I think:

If I describe it in one sentence, Aunt Tang will be given to a fool who can beat people as a wife by her family, and then she will sign up for the army in order to escape from home. Bit of thinking, I am a reader, and I feel incredible.

First of all, this is an ancient background. Girls in the village must be timid. The concept of getting married and having children is a serious concept that they have almost heard since childhood and are deeply rooted in their hearts. If just marrying a fool gave her the courage to go to the army, this would be a bit exaggerated. She was the only one who was extremely scared. She really saw what the fool was afraid of. She really saw the ghost. She was so scared. To what extent? Only then can she abandon her timidity, break away from the thought that has lasted for more than ten years, and take this step. At least this is reasonable. After a sentence, it always feels that it has no impact, and Xiao Kena feels that it is exaggerated.

There are many descriptions of this matter. It is also said that people in ancient times had the orders of their parents and the words of matchmakers. If everyone is not afraid of fools, who will understand Aunt Tang? She went to recruit soldiers, and the good boy accepted her, so the good boy's behavior was considered as "covering up".

Even though Aunt Tang did well later on, she still had the stain of unfilial piety and was not recognized.

How did this matter change later? I think it needs to be written. Otherwise, it was only natural for men to serve as soldiers and for women to stay at home and serve their parents-in-law. But later on, ordinary people suddenly accepted it. How could they accept it? It will be a little baffling.

Chapter 392

Anhe Village.

The flour factory was not very big and was completed within a few months.

Brother Zhou and Liu Xiaowen were supervising here. They worked seriously and did not dare to slack off, but they did not make any mistakes.

After the factory was built, Brother Zhou wrote a letter to Brother Zhao. Brother Zhao said to let him watch over it and give him full authority to manage it, and he would not go there.

Brother Zhou and Liu Xiaowen hired workers by themselves, and they still followed the most difficult ones at home. Now they were discussing and walking to the village. Under the banyan tree at the entrance of the village, many women were chatting and pushing.

The whole village was like this. Brother Zhou was so surprised that he didn't pay attention and was about to leave when he heard them talking about being a good boy.

Liu Xiaowen and Brother Zhou stopped and listened for a while before understanding.

The good boy was recruiting troops in Annan County and recruited a girl.

Brother Zhou and Liu Xiaowen were not too surprised after hearing this, and felt that he could do this.

After all, it was just because of something similar like this that Master Sun beat him in the academy until his hands were swollen and looked like pig's trotters. If he were to be replaced by an ordinary person, he must think that what Master Sun said is reasonable. How can a young man go to the kitchen all the time? Drill it! This is the work of the people in the house, so what does it look like if a man does it?

If the parents knew about it, they might even go to the academy to apologize. Fang Zichen and Brother Zhao did indeed go there - to beat up their son.

When it comes to the matter of taking the lead, more than half of them do not support or agree with it. In Anhe County, the villagers follow Fang Zichen's lead, but they all feel that the young master and the adults did not do well in this matter. They are really out of line. Training The district is full of men, and so is Aunt Tang. She is simply shameless. But now that Aunt Tang's incident has come out, everyone seems to understand her a little. If the family can survive, the parents should take care of her. Some, like a parent, why does she have to be like this? Doesn't she know that she will be criticized by others? With a bad reputation, it is difficult to get married, but you are all forced! I said it now.

"Yesterday I went to town to cut meat and passed by a tea stall. I heard two men muttering that the Lord was stupid and scolding him. Bah."

"What did they say."

"That's not what happened. They said that the Lord had conquered that place. What can I do if I help my brother and the girl? I'm going to serve those young men inside! It's so ugly."

"What do you care about this? They just look down on us women."

"What a good young master. I think it's good to recruit her. At least the young master treats us women and men equally

.

" "Other men look down on us."

"No, they all came from the belly of us women. It turned out well, but they still look down on us. I don't see how they are better than us. They just do what they do." It's work in the fields, but it's as if we haven't done any work in the fields."

When the farming season is busy, everyone goes to the fields. If the men in the family are lazy, some wives and husbands do it inside and outside the house, and they are not seen. Can't do it.

Why do you look down on women like them so much? Aunt Tang is like that. If she goes to be recruited, she can still have a way of living. If she doesn't go, she will die. Moreover, the conditions are suitable, so why can't she go? It's not okay to say that a person is a girl. It's a shameful thing to say.

Pooh!

Apart from not being as strong as the men, what could they not do that the men could do? On the contrary, if you really want to count, they actually do more than the men. Spring plowing and autumn harvest are busy. At this time, everyone goes to the fields. When they get home, the men rest and do nothing. If there is no one at home, they have to go to the kitchen to cook, then feed the pigs and chickens, and after eating, they have to wash Clothes, they can't even take a breath after coming back, and they have to follow the men to the ground again. Are they not better than the men?

At first I thought it was inappropriate to go to Nvwazi's house, she was seventeen years old, the right age to get married. There were all men there, which was not good, and I didn't agree too much with this matter, girl. Marrying is a decent person. But after hearing this kind of words, the more they said it, the more unpleasant it became. Even the adults and the young master also scolded me, saying that they were stupid, conniving children, and so on. The more they listened, the more uncomfortable they became, and they felt very angry.

What's wrong with the girl? Have you eaten your rice? Why do you think they are useless and useless?

What everyone is saying is that they are filled with indignation. After all, they are all women and belong to the same category. They will naturally be angry after hearing such 'discriminatory' words.

The men next to them didn't speak.

They themselves didn't have any opinion on this matter. They all doted on their wives, and they didn't think that their wives were inferior to them. Sometimes, after finishing the work in the fields, they would come back and see their daughter-in-law and husband still there. They are all willing to lend a hand when they are busy with family matters, but their parents won't let them! It's shameless to say that there are no men doing this kind of work, if word spreads about it? Just ask your wife to come. They just can't figure it out! Why is it embarrassing to sweep the yard? Why should the job be divided into jobs that are done by men, girls and boys, and whoever is free can do it?

Naturally, the same goes for conscription, whoever has the ability can go! Who cares about men and women.

There were a lot of men and some old women at the front who had strong opinions on this matter, and they would always talk about it at every opportunity, but as they spoke, handfuls of rotten leaves were thrown over.

"What are you talking about, who do you look down on? You are not born to your mother? Are you not a girl?"

"Even if you look down on me, don't be reborn in the belly of a female brother in the next life, but be thrown into a pig pen! A sow is suitable for your mother. "

The man and the old woman started scolding her, but she couldn't win. The young wives and husbands nearby came over, and even some men came up to protect her.

"When people are recruited, they are capable, and they are better than you guys, you guys, you are so embarrassed. Why are you jealous? If you are capable, you should also sign up! Let's see if the official wants you. My second brother will Go, my parents didn't say anything, it's your turn to talk, and you're going to chew the dirt when you're too busy talking."

No one dared to talk about it anymore. On the contrary, the more people thought about it, the more they became more and more worried. I don't think it's a big deal.

If my brothers and girls also go, does that mean they are better than that guy?

What's the use of sitting at home and embroidering every day? Being able to make money like a man and being able to do things that only men can do is simply awesome.

Fang Zichen and Brother Zhao could also clearly feel the changes in many people in the village. They looked at him first, with a look of bitterness and hatred, like a naughty child, but now they turned into respect.

Brother Zhao said: "Everyone has accepted this."

He first heard Uncle Tang say that there were still people who wanted to organize people to 'punish', and some people in the factory wanted to go on strike, which made him worried for a while.

Not only was this difficult for outsiders to accept, even he himself found it a bit 'unbelievable' when he suddenly heard it.

Fang Zichen naturally knew these things. His move was almost the same as asking a woman to take the imperial examination. It was normal for some people to make trouble, but it was beyond his imagination that it could calm down so quickly.

He had no advantage in not getting up early, so he knew what the consequences would be, but every time this happened, he would always think of Liu Xiaoli.

The flour factory has hired people and started buying sweet potatoes.

These villages were very happy.

This year we harvested so many sweet potatoes that we not only had enough to eat, but also had some leftovers! It's great to be able to sell it now and get some money.

Brother Zhou and Liu Xiaowen have both done this sweet potato noodle business, and they know that some of the heavy work may be more suitable for men. However, the work of washing sweet potatoes requires patience and carefulness, and it would be better for husbands and wives to do it.

But Brother Zhou is careful and considerate of everything. He knows this factory. Brother Zhao has relaxed his authority and let him take charge of it. He must do a good job and cannot let Brother Zhao down. At this moment, Liuyou is helping to register the name. Brother Zhou is watching from the side. The husband and wife were very happy, but when they heard that they were from Fangxing Village, Brother Zhou frowned.

"Is it too far?"

When several people heard this, they hurriedly said: "Manager Zhou, we are not afraid of distance." "Don't worry, it's not that we don't want you, it's just that

our factory is late for work."

The nights are still long and the days are short, and it's dark when I walk back from work at night. Men don't need to be afraid, but it's not safe for guys and girls.

Kazuo whispered: "My man will come to pick me up from work in the evening."

Several of them were married. They had certainly considered what Brother Zhou was worried about, and they had discussed it when they came. They take turns to pick them up, and there are many of them, so there is no need to be afraid.

Brother Zhou thought about it for a while and realized that there was nothing to worry about.

Uncle Liu and Liu Xiaowen are busy with the purchase of sweet potatoes, and Aunt Liu and Brother Zhou are here to teach people how to make sweet potato noodles.

However, the workers who were recruited were all fingerprinted. It is not difficult to make this sweet potato starch. Once you have seen it once, you will know everything about it. You can also make it yourself later.

But if you make money later and do everything yourself, then what's the point?

The factory building was built in vain.

At this moment, the fingerprints were pressed. If anyone spreads the news and is found out, the whole family will be imprisoned, not to mention paying compensation.

This punishment is severe, who would dare!

To say that it is just a compensation of money, that is not possible, because if it turns out that this sweet potato flour can make money later, who will care about the compensation of thousands of taels? If you do it yourself, you can earn so much in just a few years.

But if the whole family is imprisoned, it is a heavy punishment. Even if the sweet potato powder is sold for a fortune, no one dares to think about it.

Some people still hesitated when they pressed their fingerprints.

I wanted to go home to discuss it, but my fellow villagers refused without saying a word.

If there is anything to discuss, if you do your work seriously and don't have any crooked thoughts, pressing the fingerprints is just like not pressing them. Nothing happens, but if you have thoughts that shouldn't be there...

everyone presses them smoothly, They just want to work honestly and earn some money to make their family's life easier, and don't want to think about those other evil thoughts.

No matter how much money you make, you can't do bad things. The good life they have now is given to them by adults. This is your factory, and you can't do anything to disgrace your adults.

Besides, they would not dare to go against the official or borrow courage from a dog.

Everyone pressed the button, and those who still wanted to go home to discuss it just followed suit.

Everything went smoothly here, and Brother Zhao didn't have to worry about it at all.

There is too much inventory in the paper factory, and the warehouse is one-third full. There is too much toilet paper, but not much writing paper.

Since the establishment of the factory, not a single piece of paper has been sold, and not even half a copper has been put into the pocket. Everyone below was anxious, and Zhang Fan was also the same. He asked Fang Zichen: "Sir, when will our paper be shipped out for sale? "

Others don't know, but Zhang Fan knows that these things can be sold, and he likes them very much. The toilet paper is comfortable for wiping the buttocks, so someone will definitely buy it.

But the adults didn't take it out to sell, and kept asking them to make it first, which made the workers worried!

Can't sell it?

If there's no money in the account, I'm afraid I won't be able to do this job for long.

Sell?

Selling yarn?

Everyone here is poor, and they don't even have enough to eat now. Shit stirrers cost nothing and can be found just by picking them up in the mountains. Toilet paper costs money. Who would spend money to buy these things?

It is possible to sell it in the county. There will definitely be people buying it, but it is estimated that there will be few. Fang Zichen has other plans.

"You lead the others first. Don't worry about anything else. If it's urgent, I'll be anxious first! Why are you so anxious?"

Seeing that Zhang Fan seemed to want to say something else, Fang Zichen patted him on the shoulder: "Don't worry! Just wait for me ." Once this thing is publicized, the few goods in our warehouse will not be enough to sell. Your first task now is to make paper, make paper, and make a lot of paper."

Zhang Fan: "..."

"Okay," Fang Zichen. Urging people: "If you have nothing to do, you should go back quickly! I have to go out to escort my son!"

Zhang Fan walked away knowingly.

Fang Zichen took his three children outside to pick flowers.

Spring has just begun, but the hillsides and field edges outside are already green. It looks like a spring scene. Some flowers have already bloomed impatiently. The small flowers are dotted in the green grass. The early spring The swallows also flew back.

Gungundandan saw the swallows flying in the air and chirped like people.

Brother Zhao followed beside him, feeling a rare sense of peace in his heart. Fang Zichen followed the good boy and made trouble all the way, holding a basket to cover him. The good boy ran and laughed, heartless.

The rolling balls were jumping and running ahead with the black whirlwind. The wind blowing in front of them was still wrapped in the fragrance of green grass. Brother Zhao felt that at this moment, the years were peaceful.

Gungun picked a flower and ran back hand in hand with Dandan: "Daddy, the flowers are for you."

Brother Zhao touched their little fat faces: "You are good."

After being praised, Gungun Dandan laughed.

The man who was plowing the ground heard the sound and looked over. He saw a family of five, chatting and laughing, which really made others envious.

The men envy Fang Zichen. He has power and money, his husband is capable, and his children are obedient. If a man lives like this, his life is not in vain.

That woman and her husband were envious of Brother Zhao. It was impossible to say that the rich man had three wives and four concubines. However, they only had one husband. It was impossible to say that no one had ever had such evil thoughts. Yes, Fang Zichen has whatever he wants, even if he doesn't say anything else, it's really impossible to do it like that.

Everyone has been worried recently. Everyone thinks it's good for the leader to live in their village! Inexplicably proud.

But later I wanted to drive him away, why? Recently, older girls in the village don't want to get married.

The matchmaker came to the door, and the mother-in-law asked how the man was doing, and the matchmaker said, "Oh, that man is so hardworking and honest, and he has thirteen acres of land at home!" There is only one brother, four big huts in the house, and three hens in the backyard, which is pretty good! Sister! I'm not kidding you, go out and ask, everyone in the Niu family will give a thumbs up. We are the only ones who have a good relationship. Knowing that his family wants to see each other, I came to you first.

It's not bad.

As soon as the matchmaker left, the mother-in-law went back to the house and told her daughter. The daughter frowned and curled her lips: "Mom, don't listen to the matchmaker's scare words. They can tell the dead to be alive, and the living to be dead. Our village Ge Dan, do you know that the matchmaker went to the next village to look at him and told people that he is very handsome, but you look at Ge Dan, he is handsome?"

"Oh, this Niu family Dalang is really good. Mom has heard it said. "How good is it

? If Master Fang is like that, I will marry you."

As a meal?"

"Anyway, he's handsome. If he's handsome, I'd be willing to live in a hut with him."

Everyone looked at each other and moved Fang Zichen out.

First, the daughter-in-law made a fuss, and the mother-in-law scolded her. Later, she met Fang Zichen on the road. Seeing his appearance, I knew before that this was a very handsome young man with a sharp eye, but now I don't know what happened. Is it because spring has arrived? If I look carefully, my face is red.

Some guys and girls were so brave that they pretended to meet Fang Zichen by chance on the road, thinking that a sparrow would fly up a branch and turn into a phoenix.

But who is Fang Zichen?

Back then, He Huihui tried to meet him and fall in love but failed! These ones are even more impossible.

The little brother winked at him, and Fang Zichen walked over: "Little brother, your eyes are cramped? Is it okay? Do you need me to call someone for you?"

No one succeeded.

Some of them even ran away because of what the good guy said.

These brothers and girls are the first to do this, and their families support it. If it really happens, they will be your concubines. With their status and those factories, who wouldn't be jealous! If they can get up with the adults, they will be superior to others in the village in the future, and maybe their sons can even run a factory or something.

These things could not be concealed, so they were naturally spread.

Everyone laughed.

Where did the person come from? Capital City! What kind of place is that? I heard that there are rich people in that place. They are very wealthy. The brothers and girls are well-educated and can do everything in music, chess, calligraphy and painting. Where do you come from? There is only Mr. Fang. You still don't know?

I still want to lean in, because I feel that I am more handsome than the girls in the capital, right?

It's not that the girls and boys in our village are necessarily worse than others, but you have seen the big world and been to big places, and then look at the attitude of the adults towards your husband, you should know, stop playing those little tricks. You are so smart! If you offend Mr. Fang, isn't your eldest son still working in the paper mill?

After being persuaded like this, no one dared to meet Fang Zichen again.

The daughter also thought about it and agreed to the matchmaker's words. As a result, the girl's family agreed. The matchmaker went to the Niu family. The Niu family's Dalang said there was no rush and he wanted to wait.

What are you waiting for?

This girl is beautiful and hard-working, but she still looks down on her! So what do you like?

Niu Jia Dalang said nothing.

His father was anxious. If he didn't say anything about it, he would make the decision for you.

Niu Jia Dalang disagrees.

"Then what kind of thing do you like? It doesn't work this way or that way."

Niu Jia Dalang coyly said: "I, I, I like Mr. Fang like that."

Except Niu Erlang, and Niu Dalang's mother, everyone They were all stunned.

alright.

This is really the end.

The woman liked Mr. Fang, but after much persuasion, she gave up and agreed to the marriage. As a result, the Niu family liked Mr. Fang again.

Father Niu patted his thigh and wanted to cry. He had seen Mr. Fang before. He was really a murderer of all old women, but... where could he find a girl who looked like Mr. Fang?

Even if his son said he liked that sow, he wouldn't be so desperate.

The villagers have to 'blame' Fang Zichen and hope that he won't hang out all the time. Why doesn't this official sit in charge in Quzhou City? Come out every day.

Those officials had never stayed in the village before!

Fang Zichen didn't understand these things. He was busy with work and playing with his children. He wished he could become a clone like Naruto, so he had no time to listen to those gossips.

But Uncle Tang knew it.

But it's not surprising. When he served Meng Ruqing, Meng Ruqing looked like a handsome man. Later, the people who wanted to marry him were lined up from the door of Meng's house to outside the city gate. This is no exaggeration.

If Young Master Qin hadn't been more powerful, his leg was pinched by a mouse, and he persisted in climbing over the wall with a cane to read a love letter, which made his young master's heart flutter, the threshold of the Meng family might have to be changed seventy or eighty times!

As he listened to several women talking about the Niu family, Uncle Tang laughed along with him. He saw some strange men from the corner of his eye and said, "Hey, who are they? Are they from our village?"

The woman on the other side looked at them and said no.

Who of you shouted?

A few men said that they were from Nanshan Village and wanted to find an adult.

They hesitated to speak because they had no status and didn't know if adults would see them.

Uncle Tang led them back. Fang Zichen was not there, and Brother Zhao asked questions in the yard.

I just want to do the fertilizer business.

"We want to get some goods from the fertilizer factory and sell them to the next county, but I don't know if that's okay?" the man said cautiously.

They were the first to go to the fertilizer factory to ask, but the manager there couldn't make the decision and asked them to come to the adults.

Over in Nanshan Village, Brother Zhao had heard a few times that every household had little land and couldn't get food from the land, so they naturally found other ways to exchange money.

It's okay to resell fertilizers.

The fertilizer plant is built in Anping County. It is convenient for the surrounding villages to buy it, but it is difficult for other counties. If someone transports it there, even if a bag costs more than ten or twenty yuan, there will be someone willing to buy it.

Otherwise, can I still go to Anping County to buy it? Come, you can resist one bag at a time.

But the more than ten acres of land at home requires four or five bags. How to cultivate it? There is no bullock cart. If there are many sons in the family, it would be more difficult and a trip, but there are many in the village who dare not go far away.

These guys had quick minds and thought of this problem.

It's a trivial matter. You don't need to ask Fang Zichen. It'll be fine. Brother Zhao has made the decision. He will inform you and just go to the fertilizer factory to buy it directly.

After receiving the correct words, the men left with smiles on their faces.

Back in the village, every household collected money and bought three cows.

At the end of March, the fields were all plowed and it was time to start planting. It was only after we were so busy that we remembered that, unfortunately, we hadn't bought any fertilizer yet.

How to fix this?

Anping County is so far away from home. It would take two days just to walk there. If I had to carry things back, it would probably take three days. Mainly because I still don't know the way. After all, I haven't been there. People in the village have only been to the town and there. In the village next door, I rarely go to far away places, and I am so tired when I come back that I am afraid that the work in the fields will be delayed. There are no oxcarts in the village and town. If there are big guys sharing the house, I can go and haul fertilizers. Come back, what should I do now?

So worried.

The first person was so happy that he didn't even think about this problem. The whole family couldn't eat at night.

When I got up the next day, I wanted to go to my neighbor's house and ask if I could go there and find a companion or something. But as soon as I got out of the yard, there was a lot of noise at the entrance of the village outside. When I heard it, someone said they were selling fertilizer.

Not a coincidence.

I'm bothered by this!

I quickly went to look and saw that I didn't recognize him as someone from another village. There were bags of things piled high on the oxcart.

I have never heard of chemical fertilizers.

At this moment, everyone in the village was seen gathering around. A man took out the paperwork he had brought with him, which was a piece of paper with an official seal on it.

"I'm from Nanshan Village in Anping County. I first asked Mr. Fang for some fertilizer to sell. This is the seal stamped by Mr. Fang. Where is your village chief!"

"That's the old man."

"Then take a look and confirm."

How can you sell fertilizer and do this thing?

But the village chief still read it: "It's the official seal."

The man carefully folded the document and put it away, and then said: "I got this fertilizer from Fang Fulang's fertilizer factory. This is proof. You can just buy it." Don't worry, but if someone comes to sell it again in the future, you have to read it. There is a document issued by the government, and the fertilizer is made by Mr. Fang's fertilizer factory. If not, the fertilizer is probably fake. I can't guarantee whether it will work. , everyone remembers it!"

Oh.

So that's what happened.

Brother Zhao thought of this later, because this fertilizer looks like it is made from other things, and people are afraid that they can't tell the difference. Later, someone made a fake one and sold it at a low price. People were greedy for cheap and bought the fake one. Yes, it's not easy to turn back, but it's better to say that if it harms the crops or something, I'm afraid they will be blamed later.

The people who get the goods from their fertilizer factory now have their fingerprints stamped on them. They can't pass them off as fakes. The price is up to them. The officials won't ask. But when they sell it, they have to tell the people how to put the fertilizer. When to release it must be clearly stated.

What's the point?

It's just one more thing to say, it doesn't matter.

The man who sells fertilizer is not stupid. The price is ridiculously high. People would rather go there if they think it is expensive. However, if the price is right, some people are still willing to buy it.

When everyone heard this, they felt at ease.

At first, everyone gathered around the bullock cart and didn't want to buy it. They just didn't know what chemical fertilizers were and were afraid that people with evil intentions would try to trick them with nearby things. Now there was no need to be afraid.

The man selling chemical fertilizers talked about it, and everyone knew how to deal with it. Now they asked: "What are you selling?"

"Two hundred and twenty coins." The man said.

The fertilizer plant is two hundred coins per bag.

It only costs a few cents to sell it in Anping County, but this place is far away from Anping County, so the price is naturally higher. After all, transporting the cattle is tiring and it is not easy for people.

Ordinary people know this, and they would have been reluctant to change it before. If they had more than ten acres of land at home, they would need three or four bags, which would be almost a hundred cash extra.

But now I am willing to give it up, after all, the good days are yet to come! When the crops are planted at the end of June, all the money will be earned back.

But it is still customary to negotiate a price first, and the result will be inevitable.

"Then I want three bags, young man, will you come next time?" This question comes from the poor family, who can't afford more money at once. Although there are many men in the family, one of them is old and the others are old. They are all half-grown children. If no one comes to sell fertilizer, they will be in misery.

I bought it now, but I'm afraid that people won't come next time. I want to buy more, but I don't have enough money.

"It's coming." The man said, "I'll come again when I get top-dressing fertilizer."

"That's good."

If we really spend too much money at once, everyone will be reluctant to part with it. Three or four bags of fertilizer will almost wipe out all the money. .

But there are also those who can't afford dozens of pennies. They watch from the side, not daring to get close. They see the villagers buying fertilizers, and they are jealous. He also wants to buy, but there is no money at home. At this time, every household They all bought it, but he couldn't afford it, so he could only wipe away his tears.

The villagers looked at him for his age and gray hair, and looked pitiful: "Big brother, I..." He was about to say, "How about I lend you two hundred cents" when his wife coughed next to her, This man couldn't speak any more.

How to borrow?

He bought these bags of fertilizer, and he will have to buy more fertilizer next time. If he borrows the little money left at home, it won't be enough to buy fertilizer next time.

In addition, the money borrowed by the big brother has not been repaid yet.

The villagers next to them sighed. It was not that they felt sorry for the people, but they were all helpless and had little money, so they could only stay close to their own homes.

The man who was reselling fertilizers got the order, and now he saw something was wrong, so he asked: "Does your family have land?"

The old man replied: "Yes."

"What's going on?"

The old man lowered his head and said nothing. The first said: "His husband is not in good health and has been taking medicine for these years."

The medicine is not cheap, costing dozens of yuan a piece. I'm afraid they won't want to buy anymore, but the old man is a good man, and so are his two sons. He feels sorry for his father and won't give up no matter what. Every autumn, after the harvest is over, he sells grain to his father to buy medicine. The eldest son often goes to the mountains to find some wild food. The goods provided support for the family, but the year before last he broke his leg in the mountains, which made the family even worse.

As long as you're not that lazy.

The man rummaged through the baggage he carried with him, and took out another pile of paper.

"Mr. Fang is kind-hearted. This is the IOU. You pressed your fingerprint and received the fertilizer first. When the first batch of crops comes out, you can make up for it with money from the sale."

Ah! ! !

The people around him took a breath.

There is such a good thing.

This is impossible!

Don't let it be some deceptive contract of sale or something like that!

The village chief is illiterate, but the official seal is still stamped on the IOU, so it is not a lie.

"Big brother, it's true. Press quickly."

The old man almost cried with joy when he heard this.

The people next to him couldn't tell what they were feeling. They just felt that Mr. Fang was really a kind man and was willing to think about their poor people.

First of all, I heard people outside saying how good the new adults are! He is someone who is willing to do things for the people, but he has no real sense of it. Now he has.

If you don't have the people in your heart, how can you think so comprehensively?

I just want to buy it if I can afford it, and get out if I can't afford it.

In the shops in the town, even if it is a cold day, they are shivering from the cold. They want to buy some cotton to make quilts for the elderly and children, but when they can't afford it when they ask the price, will people be like this? Do you think I'll give you less, or I'll pay you an IOU, and then I'll make up for it when I have the money, and I'll take it back first to finish this winter? No, they were kicked out directly.

Don't blame anyone, because people are just doing business.

But Mr. Fang didn't have to do this...

The old man pressed his fingerprints, and the fertilizer seller asked him how many bags he wanted. Then he drew three horizontal lines on the IOU and helped him unload the three bags of fertilizer from the bullock cart.

That's it.

He could also use fertilizer. The old man couldn't believe it and wanted to kneel down: "Thank you, little brother. Thank you, little brother."

The man understood his feelings: "I want to thank Mr. Fang and Mr. Fang as well. I will go first. There was no money when I got the goods, but Mr. Fang and Mr. Fang took it for me first and asked me to make up for it later.

"Thank you all, thank you all," the old man said happily. Thinking of this kindness."

This kind of thing happens in almost every village. This village is okay, but some villages are so poor that they can't even raise a hundred coins.

As long as you are not a lazy person, your family is in trouble, and you are too poor to afford fertilizer, you can still owe it.

Hello, my lord! For the sake of their poor people.

Those who received fertilizers on credit shed tears of gratitude.

Otherwise, I would first have heard from outsiders that this man is a good man, but he has not lived a good life in front of his eyes. The factory has not been built in their village, and the people have not been exposed to it. The fertilizers were not given away for free. They bought them with money, except for a strip of cement. Road, most people sigh, the sky has eyes, a good one comes, no longer oppresses the common people, and then no matter how many others there are, they will disappear.

The people in Pan'er County respect and love Fang Zichen as much as they do in Pingxiang Village and Anhe Village.

But now my heart is moved! I can't describe what it feels like, but my heart just feels better.

Fang Zichen's reputation has grown again and is more deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Everything seems to be a small thing, but when the people are in the most difficulty and need help the most, this kind, even trivial act is the most fatal.

So, when he followed tens of thousands of people to fight outside the Great Wall, when they were about to starve to death, it was these common people who remembered his kindness and raised food by themselves, regardless of the danger, and they had never even traveled far. He pulled the cart all the way and worked tirelessly to transport it to the outside of the Great Wall for him.

The author has something to say:

It's very strange. Recently, the comments and replies are always not displayed for a long time, and I have also charged money. It's still like this. I don't know what's going on.

This is my last, final explanation and I won't say it again.

If you say that I didn't write it this way at the beginning and only this way at the end, and you say I made up the numbers, I'll admit it.

But little cutie, you can take a look at my chapter table of contents. This is also a long-winded little daily routine! It's not like this later.

Xiao Kenai made a very sharp comment, saying that I was arrogant and ignored the opinions of readers.

Did I say that I wanted to change? Did I say that? I have ideas, but I can't write them down. If I didn't think about making changes and didn't accept opinions, why would I be talking so much and explaining so much? Are you full? In some plots, you think it's watery and shouldn't be like this, but you don't know what I'm going to write later, so you just think it's watery and long-winded.

But I think I should write and lay the groundwork so that things can work out later. Otherwise, the development of some things later will appear very exaggerated. Then I wrote it. It's not that I don't accept your opinions. I accept them, but I can't make a lot of them. Big changes are real.

Regarding Aunt Tang, Xiao Ke Nai once said that there is no need to write in such detail. There can be many incidents, but there is no need to write in detail.

She expressed her opinion the day before yesterday, and I saw it. I didn't want to write about Aunt Tang anymore, but when I thought about it, it didn't feel right. Maybe it was because I had different ideas. I kept thinking about it at night and hesitated for a long time, so I asked again at noon the next day. My mentor was an old author from Five Star. She has been on the site for eleven years, has published several works, and has also published comics. She is usually very busy, and I usually don't bother her very often, so I told her about this. , after she asked me some questions, she had read the article for me many times before. After knowing the background of my article, she went into my article to read it, and then told me that I should write it. She said that she is the kind of person who reads articles very carefully. If we didn't write about it, Aunt Tang's actions would be very exaggerated in that environment. If we wanted to write about the impact, the people would not object at all, or it would be impossible for this matter not to arouse public outrage.

It is necessary to write about the journey of common people's psychology, why they objected, and why they accepted it after objecting. If not, they will accept it again later. It is very sudden, unrealistic, and impossible without causing trouble. Only by writing out the conflicts can it be consistent. environment.

Maybe some readers don't mind this, but some readers will find bugs and think it doesn't make sense. Only by writing more carefully and making logical sense can it be smooth and consistent.

I listened to her opinion and refined it. So, it's not that I didn't listen to this little Kenai's advice, didn't listen, didn't reflect, and I wouldn't bother anyone to help me read it, but I also thought that I should explain it clearly, so I wrote it in detail.

They say that I am arrogant and ignore readers. (The first one even chased me and made several comments, saying that I wrote disgusting things about Shou.) I don't agree with this. I know that some little Kenai likes to read plots, so some chapters have no plot at all. Let's go, I've explained it.

I like to take daily walks, because I like to read this kind of accounting test when reading farming articles.

A little Kenai said, I avoid the issue of when my children will recognize their relatives when they are older. When did I avoid it?

Did I say that the child is older? He is like this at two years old. Is the child here now? Why don't you just let me skip these two or three years? Okay, Fang Zichen arrived in Qianzhou. He built cement roads and fertilizers, and was deeply loved by the people. Then he went out to Shangyang to sell goods. He heard that General Qin was seriously injured. The good boy wanted to go over and see, so he secretly followed him and recognized his kin. Success - this is a story, not a novel.

This is the stage when Fang Zichen is engaged in career, and he writes around these. Naturally, this period of time is at this point.

I don't reply, it's not because I avoid it, it's because sometimes I'm busy and don't read it, and sometimes I'm afraid to read it. After reading it, I wrote it and posted it. I always felt that this chapter would definitely be complained about. I always thought the same when I was typing. , is this correct? Do you want to write it like this? Wouldn't it be bad if it's too detailed? Will it be mentioned again, but the few words feel awkward and exaggerated. If I read it myself, I think there are bugs, and then I will delete and delete it, and it will be stuck.

That's what I thought, so I wrote it, and then I said I didn't change it, so how could I change it? I don't think it's redundant! When I was writing it, no one consulted with me, so I just thought it should be written this way.

Demining also made it clear: slow to warm up, slow to warm up.

Moreover, I accept opinions, otherwise the comment area would have been closed long ago, because I polished the article alone. I don't know whether it is right or not. I write it based on my own opinions. Sometimes I think this matter should be I write it this way so that the subsequent development is reasonable and does not appear exaggerated. If you don't like it, just say that I made up the numbers and insisted on going my own way and do not accept opinions.

But just like some little ones love to watch daily life, some don't! Isn't farming writing just a long-winded daily routine?

It is impossible for every occurrence and handling of every event to be in line with the wishes of all the little ones.

If you don't like daily reading, you can buy it based on the title, or you can just abandon the article. There is no need to say that I am arrogant, ignore readers, and the more I write, the worse it gets.

On the contrary, I respect every reader and every little one, and I read the comments very carefully.

If I say that I don't respect the readers, I can just pretend not to see it. There is no need to say so much. I feel that since Fang Zichen came to Beijing, I have been giving speeches or explaining in the comment area. Everyone is probably annoyed by me and keeps talking. I won't explain too much in my speech from now on.

Chapter 393

The man selling fertilizer remembered the business, what Fang Zichen told him: "Your Excellency is good, we have recruited a lot of troops this year."

Everyone knows this.

The man continued: "My lord is in urgent need of food. When the crops are harvested in June, if you want to sell, can you sell it to the officials?"

"This..."

Seeing that they were slightly hesitant, they were all from the village. How could I not know what they were thinking? I am afraid they thought that the adults were trying to use their kindness to pressure them into selling grain to the officials at low prices

. The man who sold fertilizers immediately said: "It's not free, it's only four cents." "

Then what's the point!

Who is selling but not selling? That is to say, everyone often goes to the Huang family shop in town to sell them. Everyone is familiar with them, and they can feel at ease when selling to familiar people. They are not afraid of people not giving them money or anything. Moreover, the Huang family buys the most in the town and can eat them. So in previous years, once the crops were harvested and the millet was dried, everyone would subconsciously go to Huang's shop.

But now that the adults need it, I naturally sell it to the adults first.

Hello, sir!

And we can't let the preparatory soldiers who defend our country go hungry.

The people in the village are poor! The richer ones may have three or four taels of silver at home, while the poorer ones may not even be able to afford dozens of coins. Brother Zhao has thought of these.

Borrow it first, use the fertilizer, and then sell the grain to get money.

People in Nanshan Village are united. Those who buy ox-carts will transport them to distant places and sell them. Plate carts can also be pulled, but they all rely on people. It is more difficult, so if you sell them closer, you can still sell them. After all, farming is busy, otherwise no one would be willing to waste their money in the past.

After the whole busy month of March, more than a dozen families who collaborated to resell fertilizers gathered together to count the numbers, and they were very happy.

Putting aside those costs, I actually made thirty-one, two, ninety-eight cents, and the table was full, and everyone was frightened.

"This... must be the wrong number!"

"Yes! Let's count again."

Still thirty-one, two-ninety-eight.

When had they ever touched so much money?

Back then, when buying cattle, I had to borrow them from here and there. After the man's relatives had finished borrowing them, he went to his parents' house to borrow them. Seven aunts and uncles from his parents' house came to borrow them one by one, but it was still not enough. I wanted to lick my face and go back to borrow some more, but as soon as I entered the village, an aunt saw her and said, "Da Ya is back, come home, come home." She was so afraid that she came to borrow money, so she hurried home and closed the door. , and then pretended that no one was there. At

that time, he received a lot of looks, and most people were not optimistic about this reselling business.

People in the village still have to farm honestly, and being practical is the right thing.

Everyone talked a lot, and at first the villagers in Nanshan Village were also worried! I was afraid that it would be really difficult to do. I owed someone such a huge amount of money and how to pay it back. I was tossing and turning at night and couldn't sleep. However, the fertilizer sales were going well, and we didn't have time to settle the accounts, but we all understood that anyway, we sold a lot of money. With just one bag, they can earn a few cents, or even ten or twenty cents.

Everyone then breathed a sigh of relief. They originally thought that earning four or five taels this month would be a big deal, but they never expected that they could earn so much. In just one month, they could only buy cattle and make carts. The silver is almost earned back.

They couldn't believe it. They looked at the piles of copper coins on the table, their eyes burning, they were happy.

Those with few fields and those who cannot get rich even with chemical fertilizers are now being influenced.

If there is a way out, you can naturally become rich.

I am looking forward to the day. I usually go to the town and am so hungry that my chest sticks to my back. The villagers are reluctant to buy a bun or pancake to eat. I come back after smelling it twice. I have money in my pocket and I don't dare to spend it randomly. Now I agreed. Not only could I earn money by planting crops this year, but my son also went to build roads and made a lot of money. The family was no longer so tight, so he was willing to buy it.

"Here are two pancakes."

"Here is a pound of meat. I want this piece and this piece of fat."

"Brother, pull two feet of cloth for me."

Once the people in the village are rich, the merchants in the town will have business to do. Otherwise, except for grain stores and cloth shops, it would be difficult for other businesses to make money from ordinary people. Why? Because the common people have no money, they can save money if they can.

Now everyone has money to make, and everything they do business can be sold. Money circulates, and people in the town also have money to make. There is a prosperous scene everywhere.

Once the common people become rich, then the entire Qianzhou will also become rich.

Fang Zichen was also happy.

They made a small profit, and Fang Zichen made a big profit. He would have received almost two thousand taels in his account, which would not be happy.

Everyone says that Qianzhou is poor, but mosquitoes are still meat no matter how small they are. Every family can scrape together a few hundred taels, covering several counties and dozens of villages. When the fertilizer is applied again in May, more than 2,000 taels will be added to the accounts. The cost, the materials for making fertilizers, and the wages of the workers, only a few hundred taels have been spent since the factory was built and started. Now I am really going to get rich.

I'm afraid I can't even stop him.

The fertilizer we were tinkering with in the first place was made from other materials, so the cost price was high. Two hundred cash per bag was really unprofitable. It only took a month to start work, and the wages were flowing out. Fang Zichen went over to take a look at the salary at the end of the month. At one glance, a box full of copper plates started to glow in a moment. It was like it was killing him, scraping his flesh one by one.

Seeing the men and their wives happily and excitedly putting the money into their purses with smiles on their faces, Fang Zichen had to endure it again and again, so he didn't go to snatch the money back on the spot.

In one month, the wages alone cost more than thirty taels, and the materials used to make fertilizers also cost more than two hundred taels.

If we don't think of a solution, we may have to pay extra money to build this factory, and lose even our pants.

It turned out that the calculation was good, he could earn a few taels from a bag of two hundred taels, and if the first batch was sold, he could make dozens of taels.

But later, the first two workers had an accident while working in the factory. They were crushed by fertilizer falling down in the warehouse, and their legs seemed to be broken.

There is no such thing as work-related injury compensation these days. It would be fine if you don't pay for the medicine. But Fang Zichen felt so sorry that he sent his subordinates to the hospital. He suffered from muscle and bone pain for a hundred days. The old doctor said that if he wanted to completely To recover, I had to take about three months off at least, and the total expenses added up to a large sum of sixteen taels of silver.

If they don't give this money, they will definitely not be able to afford the expenses, and they will have to go back and endure hardship. Then they will be disabled for life, and their whole life will be ruined. They are the backbone of the family. If they can't stand up, it will be difficult for the family. !

Fang Zichen gave it to the injured family members out of gratitude. He brought the children and the elderly to the house to express his gratitude, saying that he had met Master Qingtian.

Mr. Qingtian was praised, he collected a basket of vegetables, and took advantage of it. In the past, he might have laughed so hard that he couldn't even see his eyes, but now he felt unhappy.

The money has been spent, and if you don't think about it anymore, even if you sell the first batch of fertilizers and the profit is only a few cents per bag, you won't be able to earn so much.

Trading at a loss—this is unacceptable!

If you want to make a profit, you have to either lower the cost or raise the selling price.

But two hundred coins per bag is already expensive, and no matter how expensive it is, ordinary people will definitely not be able to afford it.

Then we can only start with costs. Workers' wages cannot be reduced, and that means we can only start with chemical fertilizers.

Fang Zichen didn't want to play anymore, and he was so active that he was so active that Brother Zhao was a little scared when he looked at it, thinking that he had been stimulated in some way.

After thinking about it for more than ten days, I finally got the result - I used cheaper materials to replace it, so the cost was lower. But I mentioned two hundred coins per bag at the beginning, so I couldn't change it any more. This would make the people poor and spend a lot of money. I spent all my money to buy fertilizer. Two hundred taels per bag was really a lot. The money was a bit hot to hold, but when the first season of rice came out, I sold it and I could get it in less than a dozen taels. What do these few hundred articles mean at that time?

It's impossible for him to raise the price of fertilizers again by then! What would the common people think? ——Seeing that we are making money, is it because the official raised the price to cheat us?

Such a reputation is not good!

He also has a family to support!

He cannot be the only one who is poor when every household becomes rich by then.

Being able to keep costs to a minimum is his skill. What's the problem with making money by relying on his skill?

Brother Zhao saw that he was smiling. He was afraid that he would drift away and couldn't sleep all night, so he said directly: "I'm afraid this money won't be able to enter our pockets."

Fang Zichen's voice rose when he heard this: "You want me to give it to you again? Confiscation of money? Brother Zhao, you have to think clearly. If it is confiscated, our family will have to eat dirt. I am selfless, have a clear mind, and regard money as dirt. In fact, it doesn't matter, but my children are still so young. You Can you bear to watch them eat dirt together with us? You are not a stepfather."

Brother Zhao wanted to laugh when he saw that he was still bragging at every opportunity.

"No, it's just that there isn't much money left from the emperor's money. We've already spent more than half of it. The newly recruited soldiers always need to eat and drink! When the new grain comes out in June, we're afraid we'll have to buy more. "

Isn't the money enough to buy it?" Fang Zichen came closer and said cautiously: "Brother Zhao, don't make false accounts and make yourself worse than me! I don't have the money to do it, but I know how much I have spent." There's something right."

Brother Zhao slapped him unhappily: "You think I'm just trying to steal other people's things? There's enough money left in the account, but it's all used to buy food. What will the officers and soldiers and the county magistrates get in the future? "

This also costs a lot of money.

There will be more places to use money in the future, so I have to keep some of this money just in case.

At least half of the silver cannot be moved, and the part that may be moved may not be enough to buy food.

The money was not enough, so I paid for it myself.

If only 10,000 soldiers were recruited, the money would be enough. Xia Jinghong knew Fang Zichen's character, so the money given to him was considered good. If it was less, he would be afraid of people burning incense for him secretly.

The Quzhou reserve army has been disbanded, and they will definitely have to recruit again later, and this will cost money.

Xia Jinghong had calculated clearly and tried not to give Fang Zichen even half a copper. That amount of money could last at least three years. Besides, part of the grain and silver collected from taxes had to be paid to the government, and the remaining part could be used as dry land. According to the number of people and acres of land recorded in the Ministry of Household Affairs, the financial officer will convert this part into silver, which can last for the next two years.

But now that tens of thousands more people have been recruited, the money will naturally not last three years.

This money must be put down first, and then the money can be 'taken back' after the production in the land increases, more taxes are paid, and the situation becomes better.

Fang Zichen's heart was bleeding again: "Why is this happening! I have to write a letter to the emperor."

Brother Zhao knew that he was probably going to ask the emperor for money, so he let him go.

The powder factory in Anhe County has officially started construction, and everything is safe. In the north, the fertilizer factory has also been built, and Brother Yu and a few people are in charge of it.

Whether it's toilet paper, rice paper, sweet potato flour, or instant noodles, Fang Zichen has no intention of selling these items locally in Ganzhou.

By mid-August, he will go out with the goods and promote them in various places.

Otherwise, how would people know what you have in Qianzhou?

Xiaofeng knew this plan, and when he got to the north, he immediately started working non-stop.

Unconsciously, spring has passed and summer has entered again in a blink of an eye.

During this period, Fang Zichen and Brother Zhao took several children back to Quzhou to visit Xie Xiaoyu.

He gave birth to a baby in April. When Fang Zichen got the news, he immediately urged Brother Zhao to go back quickly. He was even more anxious than his own husband after giving birth.

Brother Zhao didn't even know when his relationship with Xie Xiaoyu had become so good. After all, when these two met, eight out of ten sentences were about strife.

Finally, when they arrived at Ganzhou, Brother Zhao took the child out and showed him that the child was indeed Xie Xiaoyu's son. He was so fat that he was so fat when he was born. It's not as exciting as the rolling balls before.

It was already three days later when they came back with the news. The child could now open his eyes. They were quite big and could see, at least not a crack.

Fang Zichen took a look, let out a long sigh of relief, and let Brother Zhao carry him in.

Brother Zhao didn't move and looked at him with an unclear look: "Are you worried?"

Fang Zichen looked around. Several children jumped into the room to accompany Xie Xiaoyu. Li Yisheng was also in the room, and there was no one around at the moment.

Fang Zichen said in a low voice: "You know." He looked at the baby in Brother Zhao's arms: "His father and I are brothers."

Brother Zhao looked at him: "So?"

"This counts as half of me. Son." Fang Zichen glanced into the room again and lowered his voice: "If he is like his father, it will be difficult to find a wife in the future. After all, blind people like the little fat man are not always available. If you can't find a wife, , Can I not be worried?"

Brother Zhao pursed his lips, almost wanting to laugh: "Don't talk nonsense and make Brother Li unhappy."

"I know, I'm not stupid, I'm ignorant every time. I praise him for his handsomeness out of conscience." Fang Zichen said, "Look, my godson can still see. He is more promising than his old father. The little fat man's genes are really strong."

As he said this, Fang Zichen said . Started again: "No, no, if he looks like a little fat man, it will be difficult to get a wife! You still have to prepare some money for him! As long as you have money, it doesn't matter even if he is as fat as an egg. Hey, these two Children, why can't they grow up like a good boy? Look at our eldest son, although he is a little shorter now, he is very charming like me. He will have nothing to worry about in the future. If he wants to marry a wife, he can go outside. Even the female monkey can be attracted by him. The other two...are really stressful!"

Brother Zhao didn't listen to his nonsense, so he glared at him and took the child into the house. Went.

Gungundandan looked at his brother with great curiosity.

They were playing with the boy in the village, and all they saw were brothers and sisters who were much older than them. Then they suddenly saw a younger brother who was even younger than them. They were so happy that they surrounded the little baby and kept calling him "brother."

Guaizi also looked at it twice, and then ran out to find Fang Zichen.

"Father." He asked very strangely: "Why doesn't this brother look like a ghost?"

Gungundan looked like a ghost at that time. It scared me to death and made him scared. He couldn't sleep at night, so he insisted on talking to the little brother. The wind was so strong that he was afraid of squatting in the hut at night. He was afraid that a wrinkled hand would reach out from the dark excrement water below and poke his buttocks. Take Xiaofeng to accompany you.

Fang Zichen paused, rolled his eyes at him, and said, "That's because he only has one! Your father was pregnant with two, and they were so crowded! Your brother couldn't open up, and was squeezed. Now he doesn't look like a human being." Are you done?"

Guaizi looked up at him, then climbed on top of him and hugged his neck: "Is that so?"

Fang Zichen hugged him: "Father, what are you doing?"

The good boy thinks about it and seems to think that there is nothing wrong with this. A few days after the birth of his little brother, he is indeed not so scary. Now he looks like a human. His eyes are eyes and his nose is a nose. He is also soft and can bark. He loves it.

When Brother Zhao came this time, he packed up a lot of clothes that Guanggundan had worn before. He washed them and brought them all. Now several large bags of luggage were all placed on the bed and opened. They were full of children's clothes, and they were all of different colors. There are all kinds of tricks, and it's dazzling to see.

"Take a look and keep the ones that suit you. Don't dislike them." Brother Zhao said.

This is often the case in the village. When a child is just born tender, the fabrics bought for the child are better than the coarse linen clothes worn by adults, so they are more expensive. When the child is older, he cannot wear them, and he will not throw them away. He washes them, puts them away, and keeps them. If the second and third children are born in the future, you can wear it for them, or give it to relatives.

No one will dislike it, and as the saying goes, children who wear hundreds of clothes and eat hundreds of meals will be stronger and healthier.

But wealthy people don't like this. They don't like this kind of clothes.

Xie Xiaoyu used to be from Yuanzhou, and his family's conditions were not bad, but they were only slightly better than ordinary people.

The clothes that Gungundandan was wearing didn't look very rich, but the material was soft and soft, not prickly at all, and not cheap as soon as you touched it.

There are some materials that Xie Xiaoyu has never even seen before. How could he dislike them? It's too late to be happy!

Gungundandan is one year older than his own son. In the future, he will not be able to wear clothes just by picking up the clothes of his two brothers, but he can save a lot of money.

Brother Zhao looked at him as if he was getting a huge deal, and he felt very pleased with himself. He couldn't help but feel that he looked a bit like his husband.

Brother Zhao smiled: "Are you hungry? I'll cook whatever you want to eat."

There were servants at home, but Brother Zhao knew that Xie Xiaoyu liked to eat what he cooked.

Sure enough, Xie Xiaoyu glanced at him and said happily: "I want to eat the braised pork ribs you made."

Brother Zhao: "Don't eat chicken?"

"No." I'm tired of stewing chicken."

"Okay, I'll cook it for you. You lie down for a while."

When I came outside the kitchen, I happened to see Grandma Feng plucking chicken feathers in the yard, preparing for the night stew. Got some food for the good boy.

Gungun Dandan was squatting aside and watching, but Nanny Feng's eyes frequently fell on Dandan's face, looking a little fascinated.

Gungun suddenly shouted: "Mommy, the skin on the chicken's butt is about to be pulled out."

Aunt Feng came back to her senses and saw that the skin on the chicken's butt was almost pulled out by her. She couldn't help but said: "Oh, still. Really, thank you Third Young Master for reminding me!"

"You're welcome!" Gungun said embarrassedly.

Aunt Feng couldn't help but laugh when she saw that his face was flushed, his mouth was moist, and his eyebrows looked more and more like Brother Zhao, but...she looked at Dandan again.

That gaze was like a torch, and Dandan naturally felt it and raised his eyes to glance at her.

That sudden glance was very sharp.

But Dandan quickly started to laugh, with crooked eyebrows: "Mommy, do you think Dandan is doing Simo?"

That sense of familiarity disappeared in an instant.

Aunt Feng forced a smile.

She glanced at Dandan from time to time, so often that Brother Zhao even frowned.

He remained calm until the boy came to take his two younger brothers away and they were the only ones left in the kitchen, then Brother Zhao asked.

"Aunt Feng."

"Huh? Is there something wrong, Master?"

"No, just, is there something wrong with Dandan?"

Aunt Feng was adding firewood to the stove, and when she heard this, she paused and said anxiously: "Problem? What? Question? Is the Fourth Young Master uncomfortable? "

Brother Zhao: "Nothing is uncomfortable, it's just that you kept looking at him."

Aunt Feng frowned when she looked at Dandan . Because of Lao Gao, Brother Zhao thought that there was something wrong with Eggy and that Aunt Feng had noticed.

Aunt Feng breathed a sigh of relief, and then smiled: "I just think he looks familiar."

"Familiar?" Brother Zhao said, "Who do you think he looks like?"

Aunt Feng was silent for a moment: "Looks like Da Qin." Master. Master, tell me the truth, is this master really from overseas?"

Brother Zhao's heart suddenly jumped, and he looked up at Grandma Feng in slight shock, his mouth suddenly going dry.

Gungun's face is fat, and you can't tell what his face shape is like. But now when he goes out with his two children, everyone will say that Gungun looks like him. As for his balls, it's hard to tell who he looks like. There's nothing about him or his husband. trace.

They say that a nephew is like an uncle, but Dandan is not like his brothers.

But I have seen Qin Hengxuan and Brother Zhao before, and I don't think he looks like Dandan.

"Mommy, you miss Uncle Qin, right?"

Previously in the Qin Mansion, Brother Zhao, along with people outside, kept calling Qin Hengxuan Master Qin. Qin Hengxuan listened and asked him to change his name to Uncle Qin.

Aunt Feng smiled bitterly. She was now a slave of the Fang family. It would not be good if she was still thinking about her former master's family. But he knew what Brother Zhao's character was and said honestly: "I have some thoughts." "

She spent most of her life in the Qin family. She left Beijing when she was young and went to Hengyang with Mrs. Qin. Although she spent several years away from home after getting married, she really loved Qin. The mansion is regarded as her mother's home, so she doesn't dare to disturb her too much on weekdays, but every time she goes out, she always takes some time to go outside Qin's mansion and take a look silently.

Later, when she became a widow and childless, Mrs. Qin missed her and took the initiative to take her back.

Qin Hengxuan was already seven years old at that time. The longer his head was, the more profound and handsome his facial features became. He was well-known in Hengyang for being handsome. Anyone who saw him couldn't help but raise his thumbs up and praise him. He had the same face as Dandan. He is fat and fat, and he is obviously a year older, but he looks like he is older, in his fifties or sixties, and his paunchy look is different.

But now that Dandan came back, when she occasionally glanced at people, the expression between her brows, for some reason, felt very similar to Grandma Feng.

I don't know if it's because I miss the Qin family too much.

Brother Zhao told Fang Zichen about this in the evening.

Fang Zichen was furious, looking furious and embarrassed.

What does it mean to smash someone who looks like a hairless person? If these words hadn't come out of Nanny Feng's mouth, to someone else, it would have been an attempt to sow discord between him and Brother Zhao. Could it be that Zheng Peiyao's sister was here? But now it was Nanny Feng who said that those 80% were obsessed with the handsome guy.

He has never seen Qin Hengxuan, but he heard that he looks like a human being. He has a good look, and he is just like him. He is very vicious. If he can call people handsome grandpa, he will know that the rumors outside are true.

Just like this, can he look like a human being?

His current appearance as a child has nothing to do with the word handsome. He could take off his clothes and put him in a pig pen and pretend to be a piglet. How could he look like Qin Hengxuan!

This grandma has bad eyesight as she gets older!