[Chapter Word Count:2477Last Updated:2015-03-0401:55:46.0]

"Young Master! You will tell me who has slandered you. Even if I fight my whole family to the death, I will definitely kill this person. ”

After the fall of the Qing Dynasty, the Tusi system disappeared, and Uncle Jiang happened to inherit the experience of the previous and the next, in his words: The Republic of China and Tusi are not much different, the only progress is that there are no slaves on the surface, and they kowtow to their masters without meeting.

At this time, Uncle Jiang, who has always called himself an old slave and is proud of it, can actually call himself 'me', which shows how fearful and angry he is in his heart.

Wang Shihua hurriedly picked up Uncle Jiang, who was crying bitterly, and said with a smile: "Uncle Jiang, no one told me this, it was I who tried my best to make the Wang family rich, so I asked you." ”

"Young Master~! Don't dare to have the idea of exterminating the race! ”

"Why does it have anything to do with the extermination?"

"Young Master, you don't know what is involved, it's normal to have this thought. Young master, please sit down and listen to the old slave tell you slowly. After Wang Shihua sat down, Uncle Jiang returned to his seat, looked at Wang Shihua with a slight tilt, and said: "Shendao Town is a waterway transportation artery in several surrounding counties and even surrounding provinces. Such a good poop, who wants to pounce on it and take a bite when they see it? But young master, do you know why in the past 20 years, you have never heard of anyone looting Shendao Town? ”

Wang Shihua shook his head obediently, but he blamed himself a little in his heart: Is he crazy about money?

"Wang, Xiang, Li, and Tian are the four surnames of this county. The reason why they can stand on their own in the sphere of influence is because everyone has reached an agreement with the government: the four major families will jointly maintain Shendao Town, and whoever dares to attack will be attacked by the four major families. Uncle Jiang said a little anxiously, stopped slightly, took a sip of water, and continued: "And in terms of interests, it is not only the main source of wealth in the county, but also the economic lifeline of the county. Whoever dares to touch it is equivalent to robbing the common interests of everyone in the county, and everyone must not find him to fight hard? ”

Wang Shihua nodded, and asked curiously: "Uncle Jiang, you just said that no one dared to touch it for more than 20 years, so who touched it more than 20 years ago?" ”

"More than 20 years ago, when the Qing Dynasty collapsed and the Republic of China was first established, the people were panicked and turbulent, and some small bandits wanted to take the opportunity to loot it, and they fought more than ten battles large and small, but they did not succeed. Those large bandits were intimidated by the four major families and did not dare to move. In fact, the four major families at that time were busy with their own affairs, and it was too late to protect themselves, and no one could take the time to maintain it. Speaking of this, Uncle Jiang smiled and said, "At that time, the old man also wanted to touch it, but the old lady didn't allow it. Scold! Scold! The old man didn't have this mind. ”

It seems that it is impossible for the Wang family to get rich quickly, so he can only slowly gather wealth in a down-to-earth manner.

Wang Shihua sighed, craned his neck and drank the wine in the cup.

"The young master sees that Zhangjiabao is rich, and the idea of trying to make our Wang family rich is very good, but I don't dare to have the idea of moving Shendao Town again!"

Wang Shihua nodded, but thought in his heart: Is there really no one who dares to move? I, Wang Shihua, don't believe in this evil, and sooner or later I will have to ransack it.

Seeing that Wang Shihua's eyes were low and his face was solemn, Uncle Jiang still wanted to speak, but Jiang Shoucheng quietly pulled his sleeves, he glanced at his son, looked at Wang Shihua again, opened his mouth, and did not speak again.

The scene was cold, and the father and son had to leave. Jiang Shoucheng was left behind, and with the distraught Wang Shihua went out and rode away to Longtang Town.

Originally, he was just wandering around without a purpose, but when he arrived in the town, his mind was even more chaotic.

Today happens to be the rush of Longtang Town (rush: generally set by the government, five days apart, everyone gathers on this day to trade, is the most lively day in each town. This is still the case), and there are a lot of people who come to catch up. Seeing such a crowd of people in the past, Wang Shihua was full of confidence and even pride in his future. But now that he sees it and thinks about Zhangjiabao again, Wang Shihua's heart is even heavier: there are very few people who wear new clothes, most of the people have patches on their clothes, and a few people wear straw clothes (a kind of clothing made of straw or palm, which is a helpless masterpiece of those who can't afford to wear clothes), and those named Huazi simply cover their lower bodies and buttocks with a large piece of rags, hiding on the side of the road and begging...... Oh my God, this is a big day, who doesn't want to lose face? Who goes out without bringing out their best clothes? But even so, even Zhangjiabao's weekdays are not as good.

Wang Shihua really wanted to shout: This is not fair!

Listening to the lively bargaining, I watched the people pick and search from the thickly wrapped pieces of cloth, but there were only a few dimes inside...... During the walk, in the face of the world, Wang Shihua no longer had the joy of the past, his heart was heavy, and he always felt that everyone was peeking at him, as if he could see his own heart, and that look was reproach!

On the day of the rush, the Wang and Tian families will not deliberately trouble each other, because this day is a good day to collect taxes, and it is also a critical moment to prevent bandits from looting.

Wang Shihua lowered his head and observed the surroundings from the corner of his eyes.

Passing by the casino, Wang Shirong's laughter came from inside, in the past, Wang Shihua might have gone in to have a look, or gambled twice, but today, he was just about to enter the door, but he sighed, turned around and continued to walk on the street.

Not far away, two children in patched clothes held Grandma's hand, reluctant to go again: a small stall selling oil baba on the side of the road, smelling the fragrance of oil baba, and sucking his fingers; The other, a little older, was whispering and begging his grandmother to buy him oil poop to eat. Their grandmother looked embarrassed and embarrassed, and whispered that she would buy it next time.

Wang Shihua felt that such a scene was even more uncomfortable than someone stabbing himself with a knife.

In a panic, he walked in front of the mother and son.

"Ahh Hello Young Master Shihua. Grandma was shocked, and quickly bent her knees slightly, which was regarded as a salute. Then he shouted to the two children: "Say hello to Young Master Shihua." ”

Wang Shihua squatted down, took the hands of the two children, and said with a smile: "Do you want to eat oil poop?" ”

"Yes!" The two children, who were originally a little afraid and just wanted to hide behind their grandma, actually nodded firmly at the same time when they heard this.

Jiang Shoucheng, who was on the side, hurriedly ran over and brought over the iron shelf containing oily poop. And the peddler who sold oil and baba dared not speak out, so he could only bow his head and follow.

Handing the oil baba to the two children, watching them gobble it up, Wang Shihua got up to ask the woman, but he saw that the other party was wearing patches and washed some white clothes, but he couldn't open his mouth: Which aunt doesn't care for her children, if she is not poor, she really can't do anything, how can she be stingy with a few oil baba?

"Shoucheng, send someone to tell all the people who sell oil baba, today I, Wang Shihua, have wrapped up all the oil baba stalls, and invite all the children to eat oil baba."

It happened that one of the children grabbed a poop and fed it to Grandma, who chewed tears streaming down her face, not eating poop, but chewing on self-blame and shame.

Wang Shihua blamed herself more than her, was more ashamed, and left quietly.

"Young master, why don't we go to my hometown to have a look?" Seeing Wang Shihua's gloomy face all the way, Jiang Shoucheng persuaded him.

Wang Shihua nodded, and the spearmen who followed behind him hurriedly led the horse over.

A group of more than 10 people rode towards Wangjiaping.

The venting version of the horse galloped wildly, ran out of more than ten miles in one breath, and then stopped, and went to a house on the side of the road to beg for saliva to drink.

I knocked on the half-covered door and was about to speak, but I heard a scream and panic running from inside. Wang Shihua subconsciously touched the gun and pushed the door open, but he was dumbfounded: except for a woman in a straw coat, two girls and three little children were all dodging in a panic, and the ground was littered with straw and straw ropes. You don't have to guess to know that they are weaving straw clothes.

"Young Master, what's wrong?"

Wang Shihua was ashamed and angry, turned around and rode on the horse with a blue face, and galloped all the way back to Lao Sicheng.

Kicked the open cloth storeroom, and a room of cloth was neatly placed inside.

"Bring all this cloth out to me, and give it to every household that can't afford to wear clothes."

"Ahh