Chapter 66: A shortcut
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"Oh, how many people can't be a government soldier if they want to, not to mention that you still have General Xue and General Cheng personally to carry you, what a good opportunity. This time I entered, it was the cantonment flying horse!"
In the Li family's compound, Da Biao said with some regret. While sighing, he used a butcher's knife to chop the pork barrel bones, in fact, Da Biao's family has been butchers for generations, generation after generation, although they also hold knives, but compared with the government soldiers who take sabers, at least they are government soldiers, and they have the opportunity to make meritorious contributions and seal their wives and sons, and they have nothing but to earn some pigs to eat.
At the beginning of the Jiangnan rebellion, Da Biao was not the kind of person who really couldn't eat, he took the initiative to join the righteous army, just because he had a dream of meritorious deeds in his heart. It's a pity that he joined the rebel army for less than three months, and although he was also made a general, it was just a dream that woke up in a flash.
"What's so good about being a soldier?" Li Xiao moved a chair and lay on the side basking in the sun, "It is said that it is better to be a peaceful dog than a troubled world." Now it's finally a peaceful and prosperous world, and ordinary people can stay away from war and killing, so why do we still want to make up for that sword soldier? ”
"Fighting a war kills people!" Li Xiao dragged out his voice to wake up Da Biao.
As the saying goes, one will succeed and ten thousand bones will wither, behind the exploits of these famous generals such as Xue Rengui and Cheng Yanjin, which is not paved with countless white bones.
In these days, fighting a war is a high-risk occupation.
Cold weapon war, swords and soldiers have no eyes, who knows which bow and arrow will shoot you without long eyes. Even if you are lucky and don't get hit by a knife or arrow, you can't guarantee that you won't starve to death because of food shortages, or die of illness because of water and soil adaptation, or even die of a cold because of a cold snap.
If you want Li Xiao to summarize the 10,000 ways to die of ancient soldiers, it is estimated that there is no problem.
It is said that very few soldiers in ancient times actually died on the battlefield, and more often died from wound infections, as well as plagues, diseases, food shortages, lack of water, freezing and starvation, etc.
Anyway, those who can survive and make contributions are not necessarily the strongest warriors, but they must be extremely lucky, and those who are unlucky will not be able to survive to the end in one battle after another.
Li Xiao always felt that he was not very lucky in his previous life, and he never won more than five yuan when he bought a lottery ticket.
When he first crossed over, Li Xiaoke still remembered the days of fleeing from the south of the Yangtze River, like a frightened bird, like a lost dog, panicked and unable to live all day, hiding in Tibet, precarious, not eating and sleeping well every day, and people were about to collapse.
Now that he has finally stabilized, let Li Xiao go to the army and earn any fame, he really doesn't want to.
In fact, after all, what's so good about being a soldier? Ordinary poor people hope that they can earn land money and rewards through being soldiers, and the children of landlords want to have a way to rise, hoping that they can enter the official career by making meritorious contributions as soldiers.
The children of those honored officials joined the army for the honor of their families and their own future.
And Li Xiao himself now has 900 acres of land, fields, houses, relatives, his wife, sister, and many friends, and his life is quite stable. He had no other brotherhood to compete with him for his inheritance, which belonged to him alone.
Life is so free, let alone going hard.
He has all the things that the people want to be soldiers and work hard.
"I don't want to be a butcher for the rest of my life and kill pigs for the rest of my life." Da Biao cut off a large barrel bone with a knife, revealing a trace of loneliness in his tone. Their ancestors had been killing pigs for generations, and he couldn't even remember which generation it started.
"And what do you want to do?" Li Xiao asked.
Although Da Biao is a good helper in the hospital, Li Xiao is also willing to help him achieve his dreams.
Da Biao was a little dazed, he didn't seem to know what kind of life he wanted, he looked at Li Xiao, and his eyes lit up.
"Actually, I envy you, when you come back from Jiangnan, there is still a home here. There is a wife waiting for you, there is a lovely sister, and now you have a foothold here, you have a field, a house, a family, no worries about food and clothing, and you are respected, which is very good. ”
Worry-free and respectable, maybe this is the kind of life that Da Biao wants.
"If that's all there is, it's not that hard, and you don't have to be a soldier to get it."
"But if I don't go to the battlefield and work hard, how can I be a butcher and change my current identity?" Da Biao was puzzled.
The identity class of people seems to be predestined by birth, the father is a butcher, the son will be a butcher in the future, the father is a tenant, and the son will be a tenant in the future.
There are only a few opportunities to grasp the opportunity to change this fate, one is to make meritorious service in the army, and the other is to study for the imperial examination.
However, the imperial examination is an extremely narrow road, and it is not suitable for most people like Biaozi. For them, the only way out is to become a soldier.
But it is difficult for them to become soldiers, and the government soldiers have strict recruitment conditions, so it is difficult for them to be selected.
Li Xiao had the opportunity to become a soldier, but he refused such a good opportunity.
"There are many opportunities to change your destiny, and there are many roads, believe me, you are my friend, we work together, I will help you realize these dreams of yours. Actually, I can teach you a shortcut, and this road is much easier. ”
'And a shortcut?' Da Biao was stunned, and then a little excited.
"The shortcut is money, it is Brother Kong Fang in your waist pocket, money is not omnipotent, but it can help you solve many problems. For example, as long as you have money, you can buy a land. When you have enough land, you become a landlord, and when you become a landlord, you can be respected. ”
"It's that simple?"
"yes, it's that simple, it's not that hard."
"But how do you have a lot of money?"
"Haha, that's what we're going to work on." Li Xiao patted his leg and said, although in fact, in ancient times, the role of money was not so great, but it was indeed a shortcut to break the solidification of class.
Many people take this road, make money, then buy land, become a small landlord, then rent land to do business, accumulate family business, expand strength, and then find a backer, stabilize their position, and then spend money for their children to study or practice martial arts in the army, and in the future there is a chance to produce a real official descendant, so that the family will be promoted from the landlord to the scholar clan.
It's a long and arduous road, but it's true that countless people have come through it step by step.
Like Liu's big head, now the family has thousands of acres of fertile land, cattle and horses, and a lot of money, and Lanxi Township is also considered to be the number one big family, but when people were young, they herded sheep for the landlord, and they didn't wear a pair of shoes when they were eighteen years old.
"I'll only kill pigs." Biaozi said with some loss.
"Actually, you can change your career, for example, to be a chef, the dishes you cook are actually quite good, especially the big bone broth and stewed pig's head you make are a must, the blue is better than the blue, and it is far beyond my master." Didn't we say last time that we were going to open a restaurant on the street to specialize in stir-frying, I think we can let you be the shopkeeper, I will give you 20% of the shares, you don't need you to pay a penny, you help me keep an eye on the store, if you lose it, count me, and earn us 28 shares, okay? ”
Biaozi felt that his throat and eyes were so blocked that he couldn't say anything.
"There is no need to say any kind words, when we were in Jiangnan, we all saved each other's lives, and more than once. It's too hypocritical to say those kind words. Open the store well, and everyone will earn money together. If the business is booming, let's open a branch in the future, go to Chang'an and Luoyang, and when you have money, you can also buy a land and a house, and be a foreign master! ”
"Medium!" Biao Zi nodded violently, the depiction of this future picture scroll is simply too beautiful.