When Zhu Youlang was fascinated by the map of Daming, an anonymous person with a special mission pondered the pit he dug today. As long as there is a gap between the amount of liquor they subscribe for today and the actual contracting capacity, then there will be people who are "physically exhausted", and those who still have the financial resources may play with the idea of these quotas.

At this time, as long as the anonymous person shows his support for these people with financial resources in various ways, then the guild will be "broken rules", and what is the use of rules without guns? And when the rules are broken, the beauty is indescribable. Under the difficulty of giving up good money, how many rules in the world have been shattered?

Of course, what the anonymous does not know is that the historical guild system was shattered by the huge profits of liberal capitalism, and the whole world was connected under the drive of capital. Importing the cotton yarn of the Qing Empire doesn't care how the thirteen lines of Guangzhou can't make money, people can even win Guangzhou City in one wave, not to mention your little thirteen lines?

After taking a sip of the special brew of Irrawaddy, he exhaled a puff of wine like a cigar smoke, and the already somewhat tired Anonymous fell asleep on the table.

"Master Da, in the past few days, there have been a lot fewer homeless people outside who are building city walls and roads."

"yes, got it." Mo Xiaobei showed a numb look. He didn't realize that there was anything wrong with this, and in his mind, after the ice disaster, shouldn't the displaced people return to their hometowns?

"But the eldest young master, these homeless people have suddenly left in the past few days." The butler nodded to the childish successor.

"That's it, then..."Mo Xiaobei understood what was going on, "then let the people below be more vigilant, don't let our Zhuangzi be robbed by these locusts." I don't know if the government will supply them with food. ”

"Who knows, but it's better to starve! In this world, there are too many of these locusts that eat white food. The butler said with a smile, and it could be seen that he really thought so.

Horse-drawn wagons transporting liquor poured into the anonymous merchant houses, and ran to every place in the city that sold liquor to deliver them to them. Perhaps by coincidence, the delivery time was at noon. The rider was a sturdy man, and his legs seemed to be a little disgusted with the small horse, and he was restless on the horse, and the horse under his crotch was uncomfortable, and he almost threw the rider off. With this extremely heavy action, with a sound of "ding...", a case of wine rolled down, just hit the ground and shattered, and the liquor inside flowed to the ground, exuding an aroma that was difficult to refuse. The aroma of wine is not afraid of deep alleys, not to mention that this wine is broken on a crowded street? On the same day, the anonymous trading station let sell most of the inventory, a few bought one or two boxes of local tyrants in one go, and more of them were small citizens who bought a box or even half a box.

"Cut off." An old man in the trading station whispered, and the two wine-moving laborers took their footsteps back, while the man said that he had sold out here, and suggested where to go and where to buy.

Of course, in this "list" of suggestions, the priority is passive.

The number of people who rushed to tell each other to buy wine and try fresh food made each family with the identity of "dealer" earn tens of taels to hundreds of taels in an afternoon, and can hire several housekeepers who can settle accounts for a year, the next day, each family has made an exception for the rule of three sections of reconciliation, reconciled in advance, each smiled, did not understand the danger of this sugar-coated cannonball--- people are holding a stick in one hand, carrots in the other, is it not good to feed you carrots?

In the days that followed, the number of people who came to buy alcohol remained at a steady level, but there was also a lot of income. Looking at the ledger that has not been so good-looking for more than ten years, everyone forgot to beware of this uninvited guest.

"Hmm... This wine is really clear, and the man's sycophants that day were quite like that. Mo Xiaobei left a box and drank some every day.

On a slope hundreds of miles away, a group of thin but sturdy men were sharing a jar of wine. Today was an unprecedented break, and a barrel of wine was handed out for every 10 people. After they became addicted to alcohol, they chose to go to the coal mines in order to continue to obtain a supply of alcohol. Of course, the treatment of mining here is not bad, if you can overcome the damage of alcohol to the body, and earn enough money before this, you can bring your wife and children out, and you can find one if you don't have a wife.

Baskets and baskets of ore were poured onto the boat, which floated down the current. Zhu Jiao also stood on this high ground, looking at the south with blank eyes. However, he obviously didn't come to show off his feelings--- a year or so of overseer and clerk career had erased his sourness and made him more practical, which was why he was able to be transferred out of the Hpakant Iron Mine.

Suddenly, it rained in the sky, and the miners all hid in the grass huts, and Zhu Jiao also got together with them, chatting a few words to pass the time. Ironically, it was not those Tusi soldiers who had free bodies that had more in common with him, but the prisoners of the Eight Banners of Manchuria who had not yet left the status of prisoners of war, not because Zhu Jiao had any virgin heart, but purely because the Eight Banners basically spoke the Liaodong military dialect, and there was no barrier to language communication.

Since the miners' riots, the treatment of them in the mines has been loosened a bit, even for the "most heinous" Eight Banners prisoners, a clause has been added that they can be free after seven years of service, and in order to squeeze their last bit of strength, it has also introduced that 3 out of 10 people can get a chance to reduce their sentences once a year. In this way, the output efficiency of the Eight Banners prisoners of war is even higher.

"No. 3768,"

Hearing someone call their number in a southern accent, Number 3768 turned his head in fear. The southern accent is synonymous with overseers in the mine.

"Yes, master." After feeling the fear of corporal punishment, the Eight Banners, who retained the slavery system, habitually set the relationship between the bannermen, and the overseers listened to the persuasion and acquiesced.

"I see that before you came here, you got a good amount of bamboo chips, forty percent more than everyone else."

"Ahh

"I see you've dug a lot, so I'll reward you with some wine and meat. In addition, I would like to let you come out half a year early. ”

"Half, half a year is how long..."Hearing this "surprise from the sky", No. 3768 did not thank him a thousand times, but was in a state of brain death. Got up earlier than the chickens, slept later than the pigs, and I don't remember how many days have passed since I was captured!

Seeing the tragic situation of this miner, Zhu Jiao felt some sympathy, but thinking of the various crimes committed by the Qing prisoner, this feeling was quickly eliminated. He turned his head away from him, and turned his gaze back to the south.

In the drizzle, two columns of troops with swords and flintlock pistols on their backs drove over a group of men bound with straw ropes. Seeing this scene, Zhu Jiao looked up to the sky and laughed.

"Smack!" Two large strong hands clapped together.

"Well done! If the people above knew that we were doing this, they would have said that we had brought Burmese habits to the interior. ”

"Take it, bring it, these people occupy the land, and they refuse to sell it to us, and they can't dig out the mine, for the sake of the capitalist Daming, they should starve to death, how can there be so many things!" The newly promoted platoon commander said.

"For the sake of capitalism, xxxxxx" This sentence gradually spread out of the court as the emperor said it on many occasions, from Wang Xie Tang to the ears of the small people, although I don't know what capitalism is, but this does not prevent the platoon commander from following the trend and saying a popular phrase.

(End of chapter)