A few days later, Wang Laohan's mother-in-law always complained to Zhao Hong at the dinner table that the price of salt had risen again, and the price of grain had risen again. I just didn't mention the house price. Housing prices and land prices must have plummeted, but Wang Laohan's mother-in-law didn't mention it. What does that mean? Zhao Hong's mind began to spin.

Was inflation so bad in the Han Dynasty? While eating, Zhao Hong remembered what happened when he was a child in his previous life, although Jiang Shi's diplomacy was not tough enough at that time, and he was criticized for not being tough enough. But under the ruthless rule of Premier Zhu, housing prices have remained stable for decades, laying the foundation for China's strong economy.

But since the "pro-people" * chaos came to power, this kind of good days are gone, and the rise in housing prices is even more closely related to this "pro-people" good leader.

When Zhao Hong was in junior high school, he often heard his parents complain that the price of various things was rising and worried. By the year of the resignation of the "pro-people" prime minister in 2564, the house had risen to the point that most people could not afford to eat or drink for several lifetimes, and the life of those who worked hard was even more difficult, and those who did not work hard were even more drunk and dreamed of death.

Zhao Hong didn't know why, why this happened! Why would the hard-earned money of the working people become worthless? Zhao Hong really wanted to ask loudly at the distant sky, and asked tepidly: "Is this how you make the people feel happy?" Is this how you make people remember you? ”

Ending the painful memories of the past, Zhao Hong was thinking about the current situation, and felt that the inflation of the Han Dynasty must be different from the characteristic socialism. Because half of the wages in this era were paid according to grain, for example, Zhao Hong often went to the pavilion chief's house to receive rice and noodles and transport them back.

"Aunt Wang, I want to give you half more copper coins every month in the future, so as to make up for the inconvenience caused to you." Zhao Hong tried to answer in a whisper.

"Then I thank you, auntie." Aunt Wang's face immediately turned from cloudy to sunny, and she was so happy that she couldn't even close her mouth. Immediately, Aunt Wang took a piece of kimchi with chopsticks and put it in Zhao Hong's bowl.

"Come, taste, this is my aunt and I soaked it myself. Selected high-quality radish, after 7749 days of fermentation, the taste is good. ”

Zhao Hong's eyes swept over, Wang Laohan lowered his head, and ate vigorously, not even daring to raise his head. The boss of the Wang family looked indifferent. Wang was obviously a little angry, and he didn't eat anymore, and was looking at Aunt Wang.

May 30th, noon. In Baojizhai, in the final analysis, the income of the scribe job is not very stable. The productivity of the Eastern Han Dynasty was very low, and if Wang Laohan was given more food and rent, Zhao Hong would be a little tight. In this era, it is very difficult to raise a person for nothing, after all, if the landlord's family does not have overnight food. Therefore, after counting the earthwork needed to renovate the wall, Zhao Hong had nothing to do for the time being, and Zhao Hong had to reclaim wasteland to improve his life.

Yesterday a fire burned the small wasteland of about twenty acres to the west. Zhao Hong clearly remembered the scene of the bushes, wild grasses burning on fire, and the gray and cute mist obscured the sun's brilliance for a while. Zhao Hong, who was standing upwind, saw panicked voles from time to time, and rabbits ran out of the fire. It's a pity that there is no small shotgun, Zhao Hong shook his head regretfully.

Zhao Hong looked at the black ashes all over the ground, and he didn't know how many rare animals and plants had been burned, but it was a big deal to temporarily fill his stomach and save money to build a house and marry a daughter-in-law. Protecting the diversity of plants and animals is not a concern for Zhao Hong at the moment.

With the help of a hoe borrowed from Wang Laohan's house, Zhao Hong began to level the land, in addition to the stones picked up from the ashes, the occasional found burned vole, and the hare also made Zhao Hong excited for a long time. Since the hard life since the crossing, Zhao Hong has not eaten meat for a long time, and today he can finally open meat. Zhao Hong, who had been busy for a long time, felt a little tired, and held the hoe to catch his breath. Zhao Hong, who was wiping the sweat on his head with a kudzu cloth, raised his head and tried to look east. Baoji Village is about four miles away from here, the sun is scorching in the afternoon, and the steaming heat makes the original clear Baoji Village can only see a vague and constantly shaking shadow in the distance, like a distant mirage. Everything around us becomes illusory ...

Zhao Hong began to dream: Since God chose me, according to the principle of anthropic, then I must be the pride of heaven.

Others crossing the Three Kingdoms are full of the spirit of the king, the famous generals of a hundred battles bow their heads, and the peerless MM is the first to throw themselves into their arms, and the captives are wiped out while talking and laughing. Why am I so unlucky, but I came here to repair the earth.

Zhao Hong, who was disgruntled, smashed the ground with a hoe, as if venting his dissatisfaction with the world. The hoe jumped high from the ground and flew out of the square in a whirl.

It was time for the sun to set in the west, and Zhao Hong felt a little tired and called it off early. Returning to the top of the field in Baoji Village, two shadows walked towards Zhao Hong. When you look closely, it is the beautiful woman that Zhao Hong thinks about.

"Zhao Gongzi, why are you here?" The second lady of the Qin family asked with a bright smile. And beside her, the maid Yun'er had a serious expression.

"Today, I'm busy clearing that wasteland." Zhao Hong turned around and pointed with his hand to the burned wasteland not far away. "This is the rabbit I picked up that was burned to death, Miss Qin, do you want to take one back." Zhao Hong shook a string of roasted voles and hares tied to the hoe. The charred game then swung sharply around the hoe.

"Then who yelled at my door in the middle of the night the other day? My family didn't sleep well all night. Little Lady Qin's mouth tightened, and a pair of big eyes stared at Zhao Hong's facial features carefully, as if she wanted to see something from Zhao Hong's eyes.

"I, I, I'm not ... Intentionally. Zhao Hong stumbled, and finally gave the words out very much.

"Humph! Don't harass my house in the middle of the night! Yun'er, let's go. The little lady turned around angrily and walked along the dirt road in the field towards Baoji Village. The maid glanced at Zhao Hong contemptuously, then made a grimace and turned around to keep up with the master's pace.

The figures of the two gradually became smaller, and only Zhao Hong, who stayed in place and was at a loss, was left on the field.

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* On this day, Zhao Hong's life is still writing and farming as usual. Zhao Hong was counting the autumn grain taxes and labor payable by each family on the bamboo slips with a brush according to the household registration statistics. I only wrote a few words and found that there was no ink on the pen, and when Zhao Hong stretched out the pen to dip the ink, he suddenly heard the gong in the village ringing. The gong was a warning order, Zhao Hong hurriedly put down the brush, and stood up only to find that there was already a line of smoke on the hillock in the north. The hill is used as the commanding height within a few miles, and a simple beacon tower was built in the forest of Baoji Village, and someone is usually responsible for guarding it, and once there is an enemy situation, the beacon fire will be lit, and at the same time it will run back to the village quickly. It seems that there is a situation, Zhao Hong meditated in his heart. The military situation was like fire, Zhao Hong put down the bamboo slips and brushes in his hand, and he couldn't clean them up in time, so he went out of the pavilion chief's courtyard.

When he got outside, Zhao Hong found that the panicked women and children on the road in the village were scurrying around like headless flies for a while, and they often bumped into each other. This kind of panic not only made Zhao Hong frown secretly, the enemy stockade, which was dominated by infantry, still had enough time to prepare, if it was a quick elite cavalry raid, it was estimated that the stockade would probably be swept down by the enemy.

Zhao Hong, who was squeezed out of the crowd, finally arrived at Wang Laohan's house, returned to the small room rented for him, and opened the backpack that followed him to this world. After a long time, I finally hung the fruit knife hidden in the lining bag on my belt.

has been in this era for so long, and Zhao Hong also asked Granny Liu, the tailoring expert in the village, to make a set of Hanfu for herself. Although the fabric is just a relatively fine linen cloth, it is actually quite comfortable to wear on the body. In this era, there were no pockets for small items on the clothes, so they could only be hung on the belt. Before going out, Zhao Hong vigorously broke the door panel and shook it four or five times with the strength of feeding. The wooden door was finally shaken down, but Zhao Hong fell into the courtyard due to inertia.

"Kid, you moved the door, what do you do in the house without the door?" Wang Laohan's mother-in-law held a wooden shovel in her hand and asked busily.

"Auntie, let's repel the enemy's attack first."

"Kerr went to weed in the field, and I don't know if he will be able to return to the stockade on time. I'm in a hurry to die. "Wang Laohan's mother-in-law looked anxious." Auntie, don't worry, Ke Ge Ta Ji people are in heaven. It will be safe. ”

"I'm relieved when you say that."

At this time, it doesn't matter that there are so many, after all, survival is the first thing. Holding the door panel on his back with his left hand, Zhao Hong walked out of the house where he lived, and when he passed through the courtyard, he held the iron-clad wooden spear with his right hand, holding it tightly so that it could bring a sense of security to Zhao Hong's nervous heart. At the same time that Zhao Hong had just stepped out of the door with one foot, Aunt Wang's anxious voice came from behind。。。。。

"Nephew Zhao Xian! You haven't paid your food money for the last month! ”