Chapter 7 Digging for Wild Vegetables
In the afternoon, the earth that had absorbed the sunshine of the morning began to pour out heat, and Pang Gang, Da Zhuang and Gou Yu, who were carrying a large bamboo basket, walked out of the castle and walked a mile south, and came to the back of a hillside before stopping. He fixed his eyes and saw that the back of this hillside was densely covered with toons, bracken and other wild vegetables.
Wiping the sweat on his head with his sleeve, Pang Gang asked a little strangely: "Da Zhuang, dog leftover, don't you still help thousands of households to farm their land, why do you just eat these wild vegetables?" ”
Da Zhuang shook his head: "Of course not, it's April, it's the season of green and yellow, our food is all gone, how can we do it if we don't come out to dig wild vegetables." ”
"Was last year's harvest bad?" Pang Gang was puzzled.
"Not really." Da Zhuang on the side still shook his head, "Last year's harvest was okay, otherwise the dog and I wouldn't be able to support it now, and we only started to cut off the grain after Qingming." ”
Pang Gang asked curiously: "Then what is your land rent and yield per mu, and why did you run out of grain in March?" ”
"The two of us rented four acres of dry land for hundreds of households, and the yield per mu was about one stone, and the harvest was four stones, and the field rent was three or seven open, so our harvest was about one stone and two stones, and it was not easy to eat until March." There was a hint of helplessness on the dog leftover's face.
"What, Sanqi Kai?" Pang Gang was taken aback, how dark is the heart of a person who can open such an outrageous land rent. According to the harvest of the dog's remnants, the harvest of the two of them was about one stone and two, that is, about 360 kilograms of wheat, and it was estimated that there would be 220 catties after molting. And these grains have to be eaten for half a year, how can this be enough to eat!
You must know that now is not the era of overnutrition in later generations, the basic meat on the dinner table is complete, and the rice is just a few bites. If people don't have meat to supplement their meals, just eat rice, then an adult will eat at least 30 catties of grain a month, if coupled with high-intensity physical labor, each person can not beat 40 catties of grain a month, otherwise how can the people have the phrase "half the size eats the poor man", these two can rely on more than 100 catties of grain per person to eat for half a year is indeed very thrifty.
"Then you can go out to sea to fish! This can fill your stomach somewhat! Pang Gang pointed farther south, where the sound of waves could already be faintly heard.
"Fishing?" A wry smile appeared on Da Zhuang's face: "Don't you know that our Da Ming has a ban on the sea?" Anyone who goes to sea without permission will be killed! Besides, you have to be careful when you go out to sea to fish, who knows if you will run into pirates or pirates, and if you do, you will have to take your life. ”
"Damn!" Rao is nerves have been sharpened to a certain extent, Pang Gang couldn't help but scold, what kind of bird regulations and bird court are this, and let people live! But Pang Gang thought about it, didn't he see some soldiers just now, their mental outlook is obviously much stronger than Da Zhuang, at least there is armor, why is there such a big difference between military households? Thinking of this, Pang Gang asked again: "But just now I saw that there were not some sergeants in Qianhu Mansion?" I think they are all in good spirits, who are they? ”
"Those, they are all the families of the Thousand Households and the Hundred Lords, and they naturally can't be compared with us."
"Family?"
Pang Gang scratched his head, still didn't understand what was going on, and later understood the origin of the Ming Dynasty's family system under Da Zhuang's explanation.
It turned out that in the middle and late Ming Dynasty, due to the collapse of the military household system, millions of military households across the country had transformed into complete peasants, completely losing their combat power in the early days of the founding of the country. Although the military households have lost their combat effectiveness, they always have to defend the border gates, right? As a result, the conscription system gradually replaced the military household system, and in order to achieve the needs of controlling the army and ensuring security, the generals used their own private money to support private soldiers, and these private soldiers are now commonly known as family soldiers.
According to later generations, private armed forces such as Jiading were illegal, and they were to be resolutely cracked down on according to the laws of that dynasty. However, since entering the late Ming Dynasty, especially after the Chongzhen period, due to the Manchu Qing Dynasty on the outside and the rebellion of the Liukou inside, the rights and status of the generals in local or border towns have been greatly improved, so the illegal armed forces of the family have gradually been put on the table.
Ignoring Pang Gang, who was still meditating, the dog at this time was only concerned about tonight's stomach.
"Okay, don't complain, it's only right to dig wild vegetables to fill your stomach quickly, who let us be a poor military household." After sighing, Gou Yu took out a small hoe from the basket, squatted down, and began to dig up wild vegetables.
Just as Pang Gang and the three of them were digging wild vegetables at the foot of the hillside, a group of officers in the Qianhu Mansion, including He Zhengnan Qianhu, were pushing cups and changing glasses and drinking so lively.
At this time, everyone was a little drunk, He Zhengnan patted the shoulder of Zhao Daxian, the deputy thousand households, and said: "Brother Zhao Xian, you are a great merit to be able to bring this batch of grain this time, with these two thousand stones of grain, we can earn at least four thousand taels of silver by pulling it to the area of Jinan Mansion and selling it." After speaking, He Zhengnan also stretched out four fingers as thick as carrots and shook them constantly.
"Lord He, if we go to Shaanxi, the price can be doubled several times." There are also people next to him who are giving advice.
"Alas" He Zhengnan waved his hand and shook his head and said: "Although the price of grain in Shaanxi is high, we have no way to do it in Shaanxi. ”
"That's that, Senhe-sama is wise!" Everyone at the wine table clapped their asses together.
After everyone drank two more cups, Baihu Bin Shiqian said with some worry: "But my lord, please forgive me for talking too much, the reason why the garrison lord is willing to allocate food and salary this time is mainly to let us send troops to exterminate the bandits entrenched in Wangjiatun generation, since we have received food, we have to make a show of the soldiers, right?" Otherwise, the garrison will know about it, and we won't be able to deal with it. ”
He Zhengnan put down the fat chicken leg in his hand, picked up his sleeve, wiped his mouth carelessly, and said nonchalantly: "What are you afraid of?" I've thought about it, let's order all the soldiers and horses to go to Wangjiatun to make a look, and then kill a few heads and hand them over, won't it be fine? ”
"My lord, please forgive me for being humble, but I heard that the thieves in Wangjiatun are in collusion with the thieves, and I heard that hundreds of people have gathered now, but we must not take it lightly!" Although Bin Shiqian didn't finish his words, everyone understood what he meant.
Their own family knows their own affairs, and they know the situation of Lingshanwei best, and the only people who really have combat effectiveness in Lingshanwei are He Zhengnan and those in the hands of hundreds of households. Although it is written in the register of the guard that there are 1,200 soldiers, in fact it is less than 500, and there are only more than 600 people in He Zhengnan and 100 households. They are clear about the combat power of the tun army, they are purely a role of waving flags and shouting, and they are good at farming one by one, but if they rely on them to suppress bandits, forget it.
However, He Zhengnan obviously didn't listen to Bin Shiqian's words, he just laughed and said, "Bin Baihu, you don't have to worry? I said a long time ago, tomorrow, we will send troops, just go to Wangjiatun and come back, and then kill a few rebels by the way, cut off the head, and then you can hand over the errand, why do you have to worry about it? Come on, let's fill this cup again! ”
After listening to He Zhengnan's words, all the officers smiled one after another, raised their wine glasses one by one and continued to drink, but they were not worried about tomorrow's bandits.
Bin Shiqian looked at He Zhengnan, who was already flushed from drinking, and the rosacea on his face was so bright that it was constantly emitting red light, and sighed secretly. Although he was very worried about He Zhengnan's attitude of underestimating the enemy, he was only a hundred households, but he had no way to decide such a thing, but he secretly decided in his heart that tomorrow he would try to pick some good weapons from the arsenal and send them to those banner troops under his command, which could be regarded as a rainy day.
The sky gradually brightened, and Pang Gang, who had slept in his clothes, got up early. came to the door and sat down, and then looked at the book in his hand that accompanied him to this era of pit fathers in the "Encyclopedia of Modern Weapons" in the faint light.
He had been amazed at how well He Zhengnan had performed when he flipped through the book yesterday. Why did a copy of "Encyclopedia of Modern Weapons" become a book of Analects in He Zhengnan's hands? Could it be that this guy is hallucinating in broad daylight? Or does this book have an automatic concealment function, and no one can use it except yourself?
Pang Gang, who was thinking for a long time, casually looked at the book in his hand. When he inadvertently turned to the front page of the catalog, he saw a small line of bold characters at the bottom of the front page, saying iron ore 270, wood 270, tungsten ore 0.
"This is what Shenma means, does this thing mean that this thing is just like playing games with buddies in the past, and you can turn weapons out with these resources?" And is the reason why you can't conjure a hot weapon because of a lack of resources?
Thinking of this, Pang Gang flipped the book from the hot weapons chapter that was still a black and white picture to the cold weapons chapter of the color map, and carefully flipped through the information of the cold weapons chapter. The current situation made him have a strong sense of urgency, and he had a strong feeling that the Qianhu who looked very bold and the deputy Qianhu Zhao Daxian who had caught himself here would definitely not let him go. The reason why they escaped yesterday was because they were just an ant to them, and the reason why they didn't kill themselves immediately was because their own ants were no threat to them, and if they wanted their own lives, it was just a matter of words. Pang Gang, who felt that his surname would disappear at any time, only felt that he was so helpless, and hugged the thick book in his hand, his intuition told him that this book was absolutely incomparable for his future important surname.
Just as Pang Gang was thinking about it, he suddenly heard a dull bell ringing in the fort, which rang eight times in a row before stopping.
When Pang Gang was wondering, Da Zhuang and Gou Yu, who were still lying on the bed, had already jumped up at some point, hurriedly dressed and pulled Pang Gang and ran outside.
"Let's go, the bell is ringing!"
"What's the matter, I haven't eaten breakfast yet."
"Don't eat it, Lord Qianhu has ordered troops."
"Ah, soldiers? Didn't you say yesterday that it would be rare to have a soldier here in eight lifetimes? Why did you suddenly order troops? ”
"Who the fuck knows, this is the second time I've grown so big?"
After the dog left, he pulled Pang Gang and ran outside
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