Chapter Four Hundred and Fortieth: Rubbing on the Ground

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Tang Yin was very calm, terrifyingly calm.

He is a scholar. Back then, he also had a side that was not afraid of princes, so he often made arrogant remarks, which also led to Tang Yin's tragedy in history.

But... Since following Fang Jifan and worshiping under Fang Jifan, he has changed, completely changed this bad habit.

In the past, he was a proud prince with a smile, but now he is a prince with a smile besides his teacher.

Just kidding, in the Hanlin Academy, even in the face of Shangguan, he dared to point his nose and scold him, but he still didn't dare to make a sound, and said with aggrieved face, editor Tang, don't do this, just speak up if you have something to say.

Although it is said that strong dragons don't overwhelm local snakes, the so-called local snakes in Ningbo Mansion don't count as farts. For a person of this level, he smoked all the way from the east of Ningbo Mansion to the west of the city. Who would dare to make a nonsense comparison?

So Tang Yin is very calm. When he comes here, he only needs to follow his teacher's instructions and do his own thing well. He won't take care of local affairs, and he doesn't bother to take care of them. He is ordered to train soldiers and to provide disaster relief. It can be guaranteed that other matters have nothing to do with him unless a blind person really hit the gun.

Wen Yansheng was silent for a long time, Fang Jifan...

No wonder it sounds familiar.

I seem to have heard of it.

He looked at Tang Yin, saw that he was calm and calm, and felt at ease, smiled slightly, and bowed his hands: "Then, I can rest assured."

He still wanted to explain that it was easy to block a gun, but hard to defend against a stab in the back, but after thinking about it, he was so confident, so forget it.

Carrying his big yellow croaker, he went happily.

This fish is really fat and delicious. Go home and make soup.

...

In the early morning of the second day, the Majestic Zhen Guogong set sail again. Before setting sail, boxes of copper coins and countless pieces of silver were brought out. I got nine hundred and seventy-three taels of silver, and each person took one tael of silver as a reward. The rest of the silver taels were ordered by my teacher to be used for repairing ships, ordering fishing nets, spear guns, and building new ships. What is hung is the flag of Zhen Guofu, and the navy of Zhen Guofu will set it up from today, and you are the backbone."

When they heard about one tael of silver per person, everyone went crazy.

These impoverished people, at the beginning, gave up their lives just to have a full mouthful of food. How could they have imagined that this three-day round-trip would directly reward them with one tael of silver.

Many people cried.

Marrying a daughter-in-law has settled down.

There will be a few more trips to sea in the next month, wouldn't it mean that after one month, not only will they eat and drink in the camp, but they will also get ten taels of silver for nothing.

After a year, you can accumulate a hundred taels of silver. What kind of concept is this?

Of course, they can't be gentlemen in this life. In this life, they can only rely on their desperation to let their children and grandchildren step into the threshold that they once looked up to.

The crowd began to surge.

Many people directly bowed down: "Thank you for the editor, the editor has a great kindness..."

Hu Kaishan grinned, he likes everyone to live a good life, he knows too well what poverty is, and he also understands the potential of these guys whose ancestors have been poor for eighteen generations, once they have hope, they will burst out with potential.

"Stand up! Ready to sail!"

The sailors suddenly became imposing, the editor gave them enough to eat, they had decided to bleed the editor a long time ago, and now they are given a huge hope, they no longer intend to die.

What is life? For some people, it is a mountain of gold and silver; but for some people, it is just a string of money.

Unfortunately, they are the latter. Since the 18th generation of their ancestors, they have been used to selling their lives for a bunch of money, because once they can't sell their lives, their wives and daughters will be put on a straw label and sold. How much can they get in exchange? It's a joke to say it, and it's just a few strings of money.

Their eyes are already red.

Everyone boarded the ship in high spirits.

With silver, one had to find a way to improve the efficiency of fishing, so, among them, more than two hundred taels of silver were used to buy fishing tools everywhere, and even... Tang Yin also wanted to configure a bow and crossbow.

outside the port.

Countless people eagerly watched the majestic Zhen Guo Gong as it slowly left the port.

Someone cried.

They... really went fishing.

This means that the promises of the sailors are true. These guys are very likely to come back in three days, and then bring a large boat of fish, still selling them for a penny a catty.

What a terrible thing this is.

The victims in Ningbo can rely on these large yellow croakers to survive the catastrophe.

Not only that, in the future...if people continue to play like this, the price of rice...

Rice prices have already started to plummet.

From more than thirty texts, it was cut in half at once.

But in fact, after the cut in half, there were still very few people who came to buy rice. The atmosphere of running out of rice created by the rice shops in the past has disappeared now.

The gentry hoarding food began to panic.

Is the big yellow croaker so delicious? You have to eat some rice, it's not healthy if you don't eat rice.

But in fact, even after eating the fish they bought, those victims would rather be hungry than come to buy rice, because... after one or two days

, there is a penny of fish to eat, we poor people have nothing, but we can go hungry.

As a result, not only the price of rice was unstable, but also the price of land began to loosen.

At first, everyone was still sharpening their swords, waiting to take advantage of this round of catastrophe to annex some land, but now...the land price has dropped, but it's just...even the gentry are afraid to go for annexation.

Land is food. There is nothing wrong with that. When there is too much food and the vast majority of people are starving, then the price of land is bound to be unattainable because it is a non-renewable resource. Now...

Some people cried, "It won't work. It's not kind to prepare Japanese guards. This is to compete with the people for profit. They sell fish to make a fortune. How can soldiers sell fish?"

As a result, many people began to go home, write books, and complain to their relatives who were officials outside the home. On the one hand, a group of red-eyed gentry came to the door of the magistrate's yamen.

They all have the status of juren and scholar, so there is no need to kneel down.

Their backgrounds are very profound. Some of their ancestors were Jinshi, and some were officials. Therefore, they naturally sit on the same level as the prefect Wen Yansheng. To be honest, they look down on Wen Yansheng. Don't look at them as parents and officials. People like them don't have many relatives in the court.

Everyone raised their feet, holding teacups, and blowing tea foam. Although their hearts were anxious, their faces still needed to be flat: "The Japanese guards in the water village are not doing their job properly. Are they worthy of the court? You are all paid and paid." People's fat and people's anointment, now Japanese pirates are raging, they don't want to fight against Japanese, but they are fishing here, what are they doing? Are we worthy of the support of us common people?"

Wen Yansheng smiled: "Everyone, it seems that you haven't paid much food tax, have you?"

Snapped! Someone took the case and got angry.

They are gentry, and have fame, to be honest, in addition to fame, plus some behind-the-scenes operations, they are almost exempt from taxation, someone said sharply: "What are you talking about, we are not the people, not the people? Prefect Wen, you are an official of parents, if you are an official and do not make decisions for the people, is this bullying us?"

Wen Yansheng's heart was on fire. I usually begged my grandpa to tell my grandma to give me some food, but you refused. You secretly hid so much food. Now it's all right. Now that you are preparing Japanese guards to save people, you are in a hurry. Wen Yansheng said seriously: "You are the people, but the starving people on the street are also people. They have never read, they don't know how to speak, and they can't see the government. Therefore, these people, they have become blind and dumb. , you become deaf. What about you, you have studied, someone in your family is an official in the court, you have a thousand hectares of fertile land, even if there is a catastrophe, you will not be hungry. I will decide for you, I will not take any losses in anything, and I will wipe out all the advantages and benefits you encounter. Now is the year of catastrophe, and those people who have no eyes and are dumb can finally survive , what are you doing here?"

Wen Yansheng was furious. After three years in office, he endured this group of bird people every day. He was fed up with this group of educated but black-hearted guys. : "Don't you just want to force this official to submit? If you have the ability to find Beiwowei, don't you mean that if this government refuses to go along with you, you will impeach this government? Come on, impeach, don't bully people too much. "

He roared, but it frightened people.

Everyone is silent.

At this time, another servant came: "Here, here, the awe-inspiring Lord Zhen Guo is back again. It really came back every three days. He just returned to Hong Kong. Ming Gong, they... have returned to Hong Kong again. ...and put up a signboard saying that you can have as many large yellow croakers as you want for a penny."

An old gentry touched his forehead for a moment, and was about to faint. He shouted: "This is to kill us poor people!"

Wen Yansheng ignored them, he had had enough, he has been a grandson for three years, you have to point out everything, always say that the government is competing with the people for profit, at the beginning, he was counting on everyone Okay, when you leave office, how many Wanmin umbrellas will you give away, but now, fuck it, I am an upright Kaifeng person, grandson, go to the ball, guys!

He shook his official uniform: "This is a great thing, hurry, hurry, beat the gong, play the sign, go to meet the soldiers of the Japanese guards, and prepare a few firecrackers."

"Obey!"

As she said that, Wen Yansheng ignored the wailing in the yamen, hurried out of the yamen, got into the sedan chair, and went happily to the port.

Large yellow croaker...especially in soup...it's really delicious.

This time, I don't know if the Tang editor will bring some seafood again. The seafood is delicious with wine, even if it is impeached, it is worth it.

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