There are also the surrounding villagers who are alarmed. Most of the villages in this vicinity were formed by hired farmers of large families, who did not have land of their own, and made a living by farming land for large families, many of whom signed deeds.

In the past two years, the sky has not been beautiful, and large families have no surplus food. Not to mention the failure of the harvest, the rent of the field has not been reduced, and the levy and apportionment are not a lot, and the days are becoming more and more difficult.

This year, Shanxi was hit by a disaster, and the capital was not far away, there was also drought and no rain, the Yongding River was almost dry, and most of the fields were abandoned.

I didn't expect that there would be more bitter than them, the miserable appearance of the victims who fled from Shanxi, looking panicked. This makes them feel the same way, and they don't know when they will have to leave their homeland like them.

The people near the capital also mourned for these victims, thinking that it was easy for the Son of Heaven to beg for a living. Do you really think that you people can enter the capital if you want to? It's not that it's blocked by Jingying, and it's useless to cry dad and call mother.

It's just that the victims are stranded in Wanping, but they have suffered the people nearby, so they can eat everything! Crops, leaves, bark, grass roots catch what they eat. Fortunately, the old man was kind and opened a porridge shed, so that this boundary was not destroyed.

I don't know when these victims gradually went to the direction of Zhangjiazhuang, but the farmers in Zhangjiazhuang were shocked.

At first, there were not many people and I didn't care, anyway, the only crops in the field over there were also eaten by you, and it became a wasteland, and you tossed it.

Who knew that the movement of the victims was loud enough, first there were more and more people, and then a strange roar could often be heard over there, like the roar of wild beasts, which could be heard for miles.

I'm afraid that so many disaster victims are messing around here, and with the more than 400 people in Zhuangzi, they can't stop it! Fortunately, the victims were just tossing in the field and did not come to Zhangjiazhuang.

The tradition of Chinese people loving to watch the excitement is in the same line, and the villagers of Zhangjiazhuang are no exception.

After several days of closure, the imaginary situation of the victims entering the village to loot their belongings did not happen. There are villagers who love to join in the excitement to see how such a big movement over there came out.

It doesn't matter if you look at it, it's really a strange look. And I saw that there were several kinds of iron carts in the field, which were not dragged by oxen or drawn by horses, and they were running about there. It's really fresh, and then there is capital to brag about.

There are still people who see that something is wrong, and these victims are wearing strange clothes, as if they are building a city wall.

Aren't they building walls? It's waist-high, at least two miles long.

The villagers of Zhangjiazhuang pondered, no! You fence this place, where are we going to farm? Could it be that Master Zhang meant? No, you have to ask.

The brave villagers passed by, and shouted from afar: "Hey, who told you to build the wall here?" ”

"Our squadron leader arranged it." So says the worker.

These victims came here to work because they were in charge of food, and the time was short, and most of them didn't know who was the leader here, and the biggest leader knew the squadron leader.

"Squadron leader? I haven't heard of such an official position in the court. "The villagers who have a little insight are also confused.

"Who is your squadron leader?"

"Squadron Leader, someone is looking for you."

This section was taken care of by Zhou Yide's apprentice Feng Da.

Now there are more than 1,000 young people who have built the city, and they are divided into four squadrons, each with ten squads.

According to Wang Yue's requirements, the construction is carried out in a segmented way, and the squadrons and squads that complete the fast every day have collective points rewards.

Not only is there enough to eat here, but also to eat well, there is mung bean soup sent over every afternoon, and you can earn points to buy a small wine to drink, which is so beautiful. So everyone is very motivated, and the project is progressing quickly.

Hearing someone calling him, Feng Da came out of the shed and asked, "Who is looking for me?" ”

Fonda has been feeling like he's really in the middle of nowhere, and he's been able to make a spectacular turn from just a few days to a disaster-stricken victim.

Now there are more than 200 people in size, and everyone else has begun to call him Feng Ye.

Feng Da knew what was going on as soon as he looked at the villagers, because Wang Yue had explained to him.

"You're from the village over there, aren't you? This land is yours? Fonda walked over and asked.

The villagers of Zhangjiazhuang saw that there was a descendant dressed like a rich son, and the momentum on his side suddenly decreased. Why? The poor are not fighting with the rich!

In fact, these are all film and television props from Wang Yueshun, and the laborers who built the city were issued work clothes for durability, and the leaders wore gorgeous points to show their identity.

There was a bold villager who hugged his fist to Feng Da and said: "This son is invited, the little ones come and ask, you are building a city here, do our Master Zhang know?" Because this land belongs to Master Zhang. ”

"Ah, this is arranged by our second young master, and I don't know very well. But I think the second young master should have said hello to you Master Zhang! ”

Feng Da replied according to Wang Yue's explanation.

When the villagers heard that there was a second young master, it seemed that this must be the family of a Xun family in the capital. Just look at this construction site, how much financial resources are needed to make such a big scene.

Feng Da saw that these villagers were speechless for a while, and began to play the big bad wolf: "We are short of people to work here, and if there are people who are willing to come, we will pack three meals a day, and the white flour and rice will be enough." If you want to live here, you can also wrap it, and you can get points a month, and the points can be exchanged for silver, at least three taels of silver a month. ”

When the villagers of Zhangjiazhuang heard this, they surrounded Feng Da with a hula. They all asked, "Is this true?" ”

Not to mention three taels of silver, just eat three meals to fill the white flour rice, these people are willing to do it! What's more, there are three taels of silver, and these people can't see what three taels of silver looks like in a year.

Even if the price of rice is very high at the end of the Ming Dynasty, three taels of silver can still buy more than one stone of rice, which can feed a family.

"Of course, ask the workers who do it." Fonda put his sleeve against his chest, afraid that the gang would tear him apart.

The workers who were building the city listened for a long time, and they all smiled and said: "Fellow villagers, of course it's true, we have been working for many days, and the rice and white noodles are white every day." If you want to have a drink at night, you can buy it with points. Ha ha! ”

These people are living comfortably now, and they are in a better mood.

"How do you earn that point?" One of the big black men asked.

Feng Da had already noticed this person, and at first glance he looked like a strong laborer, so he asked with a smile, "I don't know what to call this person?" How old are you? ”

The big black man hugged his fists and said: "Little Zhang Tiezhu is nineteen years old this year. ”

"Okay, then I'll talk about this point." Feng Da said to him: "There are three grades of points, 30 points for the best day, 20 points for good, and 10 points for average, and these 10 points are a penny of silver." As long as you don't cheat, everyone has 10 points. That month was three taels of silver. ”

"In other words, it is also possible to earn nine taels of silver?" Zhang Tiezhu said with his hands in a hurry.

"Yes, that's right, as long as you're willing to do it!" Fonda nodded.

Zhao Tiezhu cautiously asked, "That, how much do the adults have to deduct?" This was a common practice in the Ming Dynasty, and there was a term called "drifting".

"Are you talking about me?" Feng Da was happy, and so were the workers who built the city next to him.

Feng Da had no choice but to explain to him: "I can't deduct you, and the daily points will be sent to you personally." I have higher points than yours, and I earn up to twelve taels of silver per month, if I have more, the second young master will ask me where I came from. Right? ”

Managers have privileges such as single-room housing, eating in a small canteen, etc. Individual points are collectively evaluated by the squad, and the third-class points have fixed indicators. Squad points are evaluated by the squadron once a week according to the progress of the project. The summary and distribution were done by Wang Pengyuan with a few people who had done the accounting room, without going through the hands of the management personnel.

After listening to Feng Da's introduction, Zhang Tiezhu rubbed his hands and asked, "Then when can we go to work?" ”

Feng Da smiled and said: "We welcome it at any time, whether it is young and strong, women, the elderly and children, we want it." ”

"Huh? Women and children and the elderly? The villagers of Zhangjiazhuang asked in disbelief.

"That's right," Feng Da said proudly, "this woman can cook, do laundry, and sell goods." The older ones can grow vegetables and clean up. Although the points are a little less, there are almost two taels of silver points a month. Children younger than 12 years old are coming, and they have to study. Here they are provided with three meals a day, one meat dish a day, milk in the morning, and clothes. ”

Feng Da always felt that Wang Yue's treatment of the children was too good, where is this child, this is clearly the young master.

How did he know that these children were the hope and foundation for Wang Yue's future.

The new generation that has come out of modern education will be different from the so-called scholars of the Ming Dynasty.

The purpose of using high welfare benefits is to attract the poor to send their children over. At present, the teaching force is still very thin, but a few private school teachers and children are arranged, and they first teach literacy and writing the three-character scriptures. When the conditions are met, Wang Yue plans to go to electronic teaching.

As for where the silver came from? Of course, it was the gold ingots and silver ingots in the various silver savings vaults, as well as a large number of Yuan Datou looted from other places.

After listening to Feng Da's words, these villagers were itching.

Zhang Tiezhu hugged his fist at Feng Da and said, "Then I'll go back and talk to my father." He turned around and ran back, and the other villagers followed him home.

As soon as these villagers returned to Zhangjiazhuang, the whole Zhuangzi became lively.

There was a rush of chickens and dogs, and the noise of calling friends and companions, and soon a team of dozens of people came out of the Zhuangzi and rushed along the trail to the construction site. Some villagers who didn't know why they grabbed the people among them and inquired, and they also hurried home to greet people.

Looking at the villagers who kept coming, Feng Da felt that they were no better than the previous victims, and the only advantage was probably that they could make ends meet, the same rags.

It's still the old routine, eat first, then take a shower and get dressed.

After a toss, these villagers have a new look. Although the clothes are a little strange, they are indeed new. It seems that the proprietor here is not bluffing, such new clothes are issued to them, and they can lose their own silver?