Penlingt didn't know how he got off the podium, as he wandered like a walking corpse unaware of the rebuilding port area. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The Peng family, whose home is south of Anyun, has six acres of land, and after ten years of hard study, Peng Lingte finally obtained a reputation for showing his talents, and spent a few taels of silver to bribe the grain officer, and finally exempted his family from money and grain. I thought that a better day was coming, but I encountered a grain failure the year before and last year, not only did I fail to earn more food, but I tossed all the food stored at home. Fortunately, there are only himself and his old mother in his family, and he doesn't eat much, so he won't be worried about survival for a while.

As the saying goes, the poor are rich and the martial arts are rich, Peng Lingte's family has always been not very good, and now after such a toss, the family has no food, and the money is only three or four taels of silver. Although he still has six acres of land at the moment, there will be no seeds to sow in the spring next year, and the biggest problem is that An Yun has no displaced people now! Not only are the homeless people gone, but the beggars are gone, and even the short-term workers who usually squat near the city gate every day are gone! This is a good thing for the county officials, there is no hidden danger in society without the homeless. But for these large and small landlords, it is a terrible problem: they will soon start sowing, but they will not be able to recruit short-term workers!

Small landlords like the Peng family are not like those big landlords who keep a large number of slaves or long-term laborers at home, if the small landlords dare to raise long-term laborers, they will eat them in the slack time! Therefore, the short-term workers are very valuable labor in the busy agricultural period, and the large and small landlords hire these short-term workers to work in the fields at a slightly higher price than the long-term workers, and at most it is enough to take care of a meal.

But that's all changed since a group of pirates landed at the original Beihaiwei Tower. Those pirates not only did not loot or coerce the common people, but built a large number of workshops, recruited a large number of displaced people from the surrounding places such as Zhancheng Port and Anyun City, and cultivated and worked as long as they were individuals.

Short-term workers have a difficult livelihood, usually busy farming, at least they can eat, but when it comes to the slack time, they can only eat themselves, if they can't get enough money and food during the busy farming season, it is not impossible to starve to death. The short-term workers are fine, but the homeless people are even more miserable, they can only rely on the "good deeds" that the rich may come up from time to time to drink some porridge that can illuminate the human figure, and if these great benevolent people do not appear, they can often starve to death dozens of people a day.

Ever since the thieves began to recruit a large number of homeless people, these homeless short-term laborers, who had no overnight food in their hands every day to eat, saw the hope of survival, and rolled up their bunks or—without even a bunk—called on their friends to help the old and the young, and went straight to the port of the East.

These homeless short-term workers were better, and the landlords, big and small, began to complain, and because the number of short-term workers was greatly reduced, the wages of short-term workers also rose again and again. You can't make a deal with him yet, and you can say two sentences that people directly throw their eyes, love to hire or not, anyway, there are many landlords waiting to hire people now, if you really can't find a place to work - Lao Tzu goes to cast short hair.

Peng Lingte's family encountered such an embarrassment now, and finally negotiated two short-term jobs to help, and spent all the remaining three or four taels of silver. His mother took out the pearl hairpin that had been married to him, and asked Penling to take it to the pawnshop in the city, and then sent him to buy some cheap grain to eat—since the Shorthair of the Oriental Port began to collect grain in large quantities, they did a strange thing, and even supplied the grain to the common people at a very cheap price. The price is quite cheap, only one or two more stones. It is a pity that it is only sold to naturalized families in limited quantities. Every family has a grain book, and it is forbidden to trade grain privately, and can only buy it from Gaode Grain Store, and everyone can only buy it in ration at a time, and if it exceeds the quota, even if it is given more money, it will not be sold.

Peng Lingte was naturally deflated, as a talent of Dawu, he had no intention of cutting his hair. Since he is not a naturalized citizen and has no intention of joining the ranks of naturalized citizens, he will certainly not be able to obtain registration from the Ministry of Human Resources and receive the food discount. Since there is no grain discount in hand, let alone wanting to buy food at the price of the water brand, even if the price is doubled, the staff does not plan to raise their eyelids.

So the empty-handed Peng Lingte could only walk around the Oriental Port with more than one or two pieces of silver, and happened to see the opening of Shui Wangtai's first lottery draw.

His heart jumped up all of a sudden, and the two turtle "turtle people" short hairs who just went up to help actually touched five taels and one touched two taels, and the next one really short hair actually threw out one or two directly, and actually touched two two two. That's a good deal.

Originally, he still had a trace of vigilance in his heart, thinking that this was a trick made by these shorthairs to cheat money, who knew that the next "turtle people" wig on the ticket was cheering loudly on it. He did see one real wig after another and found out the prize ticket, and then used this ticket to exchange money directly at the prize redemption office. Although all the short-haired flowers he got were short-haired flowers, he was also happy to take these painting papers and directly continue to buy more qualifications to buy the qualifications for the prize, Peng Lingte knew that these short-haired flowers must be valuable.

Young people are just susceptible to the influence of the environment, especially under the influence of so many cheers, Peng Lingte can't tell what he is thinking. A voice muttered in his head, "This is a short-haired conspiracy to cheat you out of your hard-earned money!" But a louder voice roared in his head, "So many wigs have touched the real reward, why can't I?" ”

Two voices clashed in his head, and the crowd around him squeezed forward with coins in their hands in front of the ticket office, he gradually became unsteady in the crowd, and gradually was pushed by the crowd to slowly move towards the ticket office.

When he arrived at the ticket office, all the silver on his body made up twelve chances to touch the prize, and then walked to the prize box in the midst of many envious eyes.

"One five-cornered, two one-cornered." The teller shouted loudly the paper card that Peng Lingte had pulled out.

"What?" He was stunned with a buzz in his head, why did the real man before touch out two two or two? Why did you only get six dollars?

He couldn't help but redden, and hurriedly exchanged for the hexagonal banknote, and then ran to the ticket office with the hexagonal banknote, and then changed it to a lottery qualification ticket, and then hurriedly rushed to the stage.

"One dollar, one penagon." The teller shouted out again loudly the paper card that Peng Lingte had taken out.

Peng Lingte only then let out a satisfied smile, this is about the same, although the first time he touched the prize was very bad, but the second time it was very good, not only did he not lose money, but he made a triangular amount of silver.

However, at this time, he was quite dissatisfied, and he made such a triangle with so much effort, and his luck would definitely not be so bad.

So he rushed to the ticket office again after exchanging the yuan and five jiao. "Excuse me, buy them all!"

Without saying a word, the wig who bought the ticket handed him fifteen lottery qualification tickets.

Without stopping, he rushed up to touch the podium in high spirits, threw the qualification ticket in front of the counter on the side, and took out fifteen paper cards directly from it.

"Five dollars a piece! Hit the jackpot! The teller shouted loudly, making everyone look at Peng Lingte with envy, "There is also a three-yuan, a one-yuan, two five-corner, and a one-corner"

"Isn't this the child of the Peng family? Good luck! This time, I touched the reward of ten yuan and another dime! He distinctly heard someone below him say sourly.

Peng Lingte was so happy in his heart that he was about to sing at this time, and when he came out, he only brought more than one or two pieces of silver, and now it is ten taels and one penny of silver! This is really a no-brainer business! He was so happy that he hurriedly exchanged the money.

When I went down to the stage, I saw that someone above had won a five-yuan one, and I couldn't help but feel a little unconvinced.

Thinking of this, Peng Lingte turned around and ran to the ticket office again, and bought another qualification ticket for one yuan and one dime.

This time, his luck was obviously not very good, and he actually pulled it out to thank him for his support. He didn't believe in evil and spent another dollar. This time his luck was even more unlucky, he actually touched a ten-yuan lottery ticket and a one-yuan one-yuan ticket.

Peng Lingte was extremely comfortable at this time, and the face value he touched among the people who touched the prize was the highest, ten yuan! This time there are more than 18 yuan in hand, although it is only paper money, but I heard someone say just now that you can find someone to exchange these banknotes, but it is more expensive, and each yuan banknote can only be exchanged for octagonal coins. Even so, he still made a lot of money, which is more than ten taels of silver!

A naturalized citizen on the side came up to him and bowed his hand to him, "Can this talented old man do me a favor?" ”

Although the one in front of him was a wig, his status was higher than his current self, and he didn't dare to make a mistake, so he hurriedly arched his hand and said, "Please speak." ”

"Can you let me touch the hand of Master Xiucai and let me be a little happy?"

Peng Lingte agreed without thinking about it, and then he saw that this naturalized citizen went up directly and touched a ten-yuan lottery ticket.

Seeing this, his heart moved again. It seems that he must be very lucky, otherwise how can he let that wig go up and touch the jackpot?

Thinking of this, he didn't say a word, and ran to the ticket office to buy a ticket again.

By the time he came to his senses, there was not even a single one left in his hands or pockets. During this period, he touched the reward of ten yuan twice, but after all, there were more defeats and fewer wins, and after a few turns, the money in his hand flew out like flowing water, and now there is really no one.

At this time, Peng Lingte finally woke up to what he had done, he came to buy grain early in the morning, not to mention that he didn't buy a single grain, but now he spent all the silver. Now it's getting dark, and the old mother at home is still starving, but she has no money, what should she do?

In a daze, he walked down the podium with the crowd, and a female wig next to him handed him a towel. At this time, he opened the towel and saw that it was embroidered with "Commemoration of the first sale of the Senate lottery ticket". In the harbor on the side, the waves crashed on the beach and made a loud noise, Peng Lingte was disillusioned for a while, wrapped a towel around his head, walked all the way west along the trestle, reached the end of the trestle, and jumped into the sea.