Chapter 3: The Red-Faced Man
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Because of Emperor Ling's inaction, coupled with the continuous disasters, the darkness of officialdom, and the exploitation of the people by the family gate, the world is becoming more and more chaotic.
In the past two years, a great sage and good teacher appeared in Hebei, created Taiping Dao, often used talisman paper to save people, and there were many believers.
Although Zuo Xiaoyou is sitting at home, he can also understand the general trend of the world from the news sent back by students from all over the world.
Obviously, Zhang Jiao is going to do something.
In addition, Zuo Xiaoyou also learned one thing, this world is different from reality, those Shinto people really have some ability to call for wind and rain and scatter beans into soldiers.
It is very clear in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms that the great sages and good teachers often use spells to repel the regular army of the imperial court, Liu Guanzhang used black dog blood to crack Zhang Jiao's spell, and Kong Ming, who is wise and close to the demon, has begged for the east wind and tried to use the seven-star lamp to continue his life. So this world is more or less mythical.
Zuo Xiaoyou deliberately observed the structure of this world with his divine sense, and found that there were no immortals in the world, but some strange people in this world did have the ability to attract the power of heaven and earth for their own use, which was quite interesting.
However, the triggering of these mysterious powers needs to be prepared in advance, but these strange people do not have strong force, and even ordinary people can hack them to death with a single knife without preparing in advance.
That's how Yu Ji was killed by Sun Ce.
But when the world is in turmoil, there is a pure land in the north of the Han Dynasty. The people here are well fed, warmly dressed, and have brick houses to shelter from the wind and rain, and live a peaceful and comfortable life.
This place is a large village under the jurisdiction of Nanpi in Jizhou.
In the past two years, many displaced people have come to Nanpi, and these displaced people are desperate people who have had to flee after the disaster in their hometowns, but many places have not been able to accommodate them at all.
Some of them are ruthless, and some of them are not ruthless enough to eat, but in the end, they can't escape the fate of starvation.
Only the village on this side of Nanpi, when nearly 10,000 homeless people poured in, they swallowed it hard.
A place with a scale of tens of thousands of people can no longer be called a village. In this era, there are eighty households in one mile, and there are an average of six people in one household, so there are about four or five hundred people in one mile, and there is one person in Lizheng, similar to the director of the modern street office, and there is a pavilion chief in ten miles, which is equivalent to the modern township chief, and Liu Bang, the founder of the Han Dynasty, was born as a pavilion chief.
There are about four or five thousand people in a pavilion, and now there are more than 10,000 people in the village here, which is equivalent to the size of two pavilions, but it can still be called a pavilion, that is, the scale of a township.
Why can this village swallow nearly 10,000 displaced people in one go? Because for the past ten years, the village has been growing very high-yielding crops such as sweet potatoes, corn, potatoes.
The yield of these crops is more than 10 times that of today's crops, so a village of more than 1,000 people has grown 10 times the yield of the past, stored more than 10 years of grain that cannot be eaten, and absorbed eight times the number of displaced people.
The food is easy to solve though, the biggest problem is the house. For the time being, these homeless people could only live in simple sheds, but a well-known local squire paid for them to build houses, build bridges and pave roads, and get paid for their daily work, with which they could buy daily necessities in the village and improve their lives.
And the squire also promised them that when the house was built, they could all live in it, and even give them land and seeds, so that they could have food to feed themselves, but they would have to pay off the mortgage with 10% of the grain every year, and as long as they repaid it for twenty years, the house would be completely their own.
This is completely for nothing, the homeless people have never seen such a good person, they work very hard every day, and they only hope that they can repay the squire's kindness as soon as possible.
This squire is naturally left and right. Over the years, Zuo Xiaoyou has been too famous for the local county order to dare to beat him, and Zuo Xiaoyou often sends benefits to the county order, so that the villagers have not been exploited.
To put it bluntly, the current ruler of this village is Zuo Xiaoyou, and the county order can't control it. That's why Zuo Xiaoyou dared to swallow more than 9,000 homeless people in one go. With these displaced people, the speed at which Zuo Xiaoyou will increase his fame will be faster and higher, and even if the Yellow Turban Rebellion sweeps Hebei two years later, it can still guarantee that this place will become a paradise.
Because these homeless people are hired to work, it has become more popular, and some small street vendors in the vicinity will also come here to sell things with flat poles, making this place gradually become a market place.
In September of this year, a red-faced man came to sell dates with a small cart.
The bazaar in front of him was completely different from the outside, and everyone here was ruddy and smiling, completely different from the people outside, which shocked the red-faced man.
"That man, what are you selling?" A tea vendor on the side of the road asked.
"Red dates." The red-faced man said: "The one that just hit it is sweet and crispy." ”
"I don't care what you sell, find a place where no one is on the side of the road to sell, don't get in the way." The tea seller said, "Don't you see that we are all lined up on both sides!" ”
"Oh?" The red-faced man saw that it was true, all the small vendors selling things were lined up on both sides of the road, and none of them were in the middle of the road.
"Thank you." The red-faced man clenched his fists, pushed the car to a roadside open space not far away, opened the bag containing dates, and sat silently.
But after a long time, other small vendors sold things, but he didn't sell a single date, but was tried to eat more than a dozen, but he still didn't buy it after eating, which made the red-faced man very depressed.
A small vendor selling peaches next to him was kind and smiled: "Brother is here for the first time, right?" ”
The red-faced man glanced at him and nodded, "Hmm." ”
"You can't do that." The vendor shook his head and said, "Look at your arrogant face, as if someone else is asking you to buy something from you, even if you want to buy it, you won't buy it." You have to smile and welcome people, be kind to customers, customers are our food and clothing parents, how can you do this attitude towards your parents? You say, isn't that the truth? ”
The red-faced man was stunned, and when he thought about it, it seemed to be true. But...... He used to sell dates in other places, and he has always been like this, and there are still people who buy his dates, so why can't he work here?
"Thank you, brother." Although he couldn't figure it out, the red-faced man was very affectionate and hugged his fists to thank him.
"No thanks, I also learned from others." The vendor smiled and waved his hand: "Remember, smiling faces are welcome, and people here don't eat other people's stinky faces." ”
The red-faced man nodded and tried to greet the guest with a smile, but the big man's smile was stiff and his expression looked funny. In this way, it caused passers-by to laugh, including a seven or eight-year-old girl who laughed and had a stomachache: "You laugh so ugly!" ”
The red-faced man's smile stiffened.
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It's a little late, sorry. (To be continued.) )