Although the eldest girl was tied to the ground for a long time, she was not injured, she ate another piece of bread, she had some strength in her body, and she didn't need help, so she could keep up with the footsteps of Zhao and Wu.

Along the way, Wu Wei carefully asked the eldest girl and the dog about the whole thing, and it turned out that Li Lezi was a slave surnamed Li Dahu in this Fushi County, and more than half of the land in Zhaojia Village belonged to this Li Yuan, including the land of Zhao Gou'er's family. Because the dog's family repeatedly urged the department to no avail, Li Lezi pulled the eldest girl to pay the rent. Unexpectedly, when he encountered a villain on the road, where was the opponent of another house slave who Li Lezi followed, he left the big girl in a hurry and fled by himself. If the two of them came a little later, the eldest girl would have been cooked and eaten by those people.

Wu Wei couldn't help but sigh, this is simply a copy of Huang Shiren and Xi'er, no, it is the Ming Dynasty now, it should be Huang Shiren's version of them.

Back in Zhaojia Village, as soon as she entered the door, the eldest girl threw herself in front of the dog's father and knelt down, hugged his feet and cried: "Dad! I don't say I'm hungry anymore, I'll go and pull wild vegetables for my brother to eat, I'll do laundry and chop wood, don't sell me, okay? Those people were so fierce that they wanted to stab me with knives, saying that they would cook my hands and eat them first...... Dad, I won't be hungry in the future......" She was young and didn't understand the cruelty of reality very much, thinking that as long as she didn't cry out for hunger, she wouldn't sell her. At her age, in the 21st century, it is the time to be coquettish and cute in the arms of her parents, carefree, and the biggest worry is just classwork or extracurricular training. And listening to this girl, she actually does all the menial work on weekdays, and even so, she still can't avoid a tragic fate.

When the dog's father heard the big girl talk like this, he hurriedly asked the dog, and when he learned that the big girl fell into the hands of the wicked and almost died, he couldn't help but be afraid, and the dog mother couldn't cry anymore. The dog's father paused and said, "It's all useless for the father!" Our whole family will die in one place! With that, the family hugged their heads and cried.

Wu Wei saw the scene of the family loving each other for the rest of their lives, and the corners of his eyes couldn't help but sour. Thinking of the tragic situation I saw along the way, I couldn't help but feel a surge of blood in my chest, God gave me this strange painting, let myself come to this era, is it to let myself do something to help these suffering people? If it weren't for the fact that she crossed over to save the eldest girl, the girl would definitely be boiled alive and eaten, and the dog's whole family didn't know how many days she could live, and she had invisibly changed the fate of the family.

In his original era, he was a small person, even if he was admitted to the civil service and became the one who ate the emperor's food in the eyes of everyone, but his family knew his own family affairs, he had no background and no background, even if he worked for a lifetime, he might not be promoted, but he was still a ** silk. But by chance, I came to this era, and I also had the weapon of killing to freely travel through the two worlds, could it be that God saw the deep suffering of the land of China, and wanted to change something with his own hands? Thinking of this, he felt his breathing become heavy.

Although he is a small person, he has never thought about saving the common people, but he has never done anything harmful to heaven and reason since he was a child. In less than three hours since I traveled to this era, I saw seven or eight dead people, and I even killed people with my own hands! Although Wu Wei was basically sure that he was righteous and brave in legitimate defense, his hands were shaking so much that he hadn't eased up now, and the handle of the knife was about to come out of the water.

Closing the door of the hut, Wu Wei turned to the dog's father and asked, "Uncle, how many families are there in your village?" The dog's father raised his teary eyes and muttered: "Originally, there were more than 20 families, but God has fled from the drought in June last year, and this is just a dozen or so families left." ”

Ten households, ranging from five to ten people per household in the Ming Dynasty, that is, between fifty and one hundred people. According to the United Nations standard in the 21st century, an adult needs about 2,000 calories a day, which is less than one and a half catties of rice or flour, and the daily ration of the entire Zhaojia Village is almost 100 catties. Of course, this era cannot be compared with the 21st century, if you want to say that you have to eat one and a half pounds of white noodles a day, you have to be spit on by the villagers, it is too loser!

Compressed biscuits? Although this thing tastes bad, it has higher calories for the same weight and volume, and a piece of this thing weighs half a catty, and it can be mixed with water to cook a large pot of paste, which can be used as a person's ration for four days, and I am afraid that this thing is more suitable for disaster relief and famine relief.

Wu Wei has read a lot of time-traveling novels, farming flow is his preferred type, compared to those tragic passive crossing protagonists, he is much luckier, he doesn't have to search for dry intestines to invent a glass cement steam engine or something, with the ability to travel freely through two time and space, it is equivalent to having a big killer with unlimited resources. What Cheng dù can do by himself is really worth looking forward to. Also, I have seen some episodes of plane merchants, and I can go back and forth between two planes, and I am excited to think about it. Although his goal is to help the poor, no one has said that he can't achieve this lofty goal while not seeking a small welfare for himself, right?

Thinking of this, Wu Wei's heart moved, he needed a foothold in this time and space, the family in front of him seemed to belong to the kind of poor and simple villagers, Zhao Gou'er was also quite clever, and he was kind to his whole family, so it was better to choose them.

In this way, Zhao Gou'er's family became Wu Wei's first agent in this world without knowing it.

"Uncle, what is the price of land here, I want to buy some land." Wu asked in a casual tone as much as possible to hide his excitement.

"What? Eun Gong wants to buy land? …… You can't buy land here. ”

"What? Is it expensive? ”

"It's not expensive, in the past few years, there have been droughts and grasshoppers, and the people in the village have fled to death, most of the land has been barren, and there is no harvest left. Even the best river beach land was sold for a maximum of one or two silver per acre, and the cheapest slope land was sold for one or two silver and three acres. The land in Majiabao next door is expensive, and there is a good well in their village, and now some fields can still be watered, and they can be sold for two taels of silver per mu. ”

That's it! In the Ming Dynasty, one catty was equivalent to 600 grams in modern times, 16 taels per catty, and one tael was equivalent to 37 grams, according to the modern silver price, that is, 150 soft sister coins. The best watered land is only 300 pieces per acre, and the cheap sloping land is only 50 pieces per acre. Grandma's, Wu Wei, as a modern low-paid civil servant, only gets 3K yuan a month, and the goods that can't last at the end of the month can easily buy a large piece of fertile land as a foundation in this era! And it's a freehold property that can be passed on to future generations!

With such a dozen small ninety-nine in his chest, Wu Wei's eyes suddenly lit up! This is the rhythm of getting rich and talking and laughing!

Seeing Wu Wei's smirking expression, the dog's father said carefully: "I learned that there is a Jinming River next to our village, and the water volume is abundant in previous years. When I was young, my family threshed 300 catties of wheat per acre of river beach! He said with a proud look on his face.

Soon, however, his face darkened again. "Later, the year was not as good as the year, and since the dog was born, there has been no smooth year! Winter is even more cold, and three out of five years are always plagued, and the crops are harvested at most three or four percent, and the remaining two years are only five or six percent. That's it, everyone can still deal with the hardships, who knows that the drought has become worse and worse in the past two years, from last year to this year, it has not rained! Our village is full of shallow wells, which dried up in April, and even the Jinming River was cut off in June. The young and strong have all gone out to flee, and some have joined the thieves, and there are now less than half of the people left in the whole village, most of them are old and weak, but they are just struggling for their lives. The old man is urging himself, and he has to pull the big girl to ...... today."

The highest yield per mu is only 300 catties of wheat, that is, 360 catties of later generations, this is still when the wind and rain are smooth, the daily output is less than 200 catties of later generations, and even no grain will be harvested in a disaster, which is really different from the yield per mu in the 21st century, which is often eight or nine hundred kilograms and thousands of kilograms! Of course, the high yield in later generations is first of all good seeds, followed by pesticides and fertilizers, and finally by deep cultivation and dense planting. In this era, some conditions cannot be met, but as long as the water problem is solved, it is still possible to achieve a yield of 3 or 400 kilograms per mu.

Wu Wei suddenly made up his mind, first to solve the problem of his identity in this world, and then buy the land of Zhaojiacun and Majiapu, and build a modern agricultural demonstration base, it should not be difficult to gain a foothold. But before that, this trip can't come in vain, this is the real Ming Dynasty, how to say it, get some antiques or something to bring back, and the good things that benefit the country and the people also need primitive accumulation, right?

As soon as Wu Wei said what he meant, the dog's father immediately understood, and hurriedly took him to the village chief Jia's house. Zongjia is also surnamed Zhao, and the dog's father is still a brother in the family, and the house at home is also one of the best in the village. Of course, from Wu Wei's point of view, it seems to be very old-fashioned, and it is equivalent to the lower households in the western countryside in later generations.