"This is dead?"

The man had his eyes open, and he couldn't even tell if he was freezing to death or starving.

But it doesn't matter, the next – there will be a cold winter, after the cold – the Great Famine.

Those who do not starve to death will freeze to death, and those who do not freeze to death will starve to death.

But it doesn't matter either, later - war, post-war......

It's always going to die anyway, and it's going to be this year, and there's next year, and it's going to be this time, and there's going to be next.

When you are born, you cry, and when you die, you will be unknown, and you will die quietly, and there will be no one to mourn.

Lao Bao suddenly took Bao Guowei's hand and led him to hurry home, and pointed out the cause of this person's death: disease.

said that if it wasn't for the disease and death, how could the torn clothes on the body still be properly worn? I have long taught people to take it off.

In short, I also have to teach Bao Guowei to stay away from these people, so as not to contract things like "wind and cold".

……

Bao Guowei has already given Lao Bao all the money that the Qin family gave him, and asked him to exchange it all for grain tomorrow, thinking that the price of this grain will rise sharply in the near future, and it will not hurt to stock up more.

Of course, there is no need to worry about any things like "my neighbor hoards grain and I hoard guns, and my neighbor is my granary".

Gusu is also a famous big city in the country, and although the security in the south of the city is poor, it will not be bad.

Besides, in a few days, I may be able to change a house and move to the west of the city - the money will be paid by Young Master Chu, and when the allicin is made, according to Young Master Chu's character, he will definitely not do anything to unload the mill and kill the donkey, but will give a very reasonable reward.

Regarding allicin, either this thing is not taken out, when it does not exist, once it is taken out, Bao Guowei alone will definitely not be able to keep it.

A method of making anti-cold, anti-inflammatory drugs that can be produced on a large scale and at a relatively low cost represents an innumerable amount of wealth, which is enough to make any capital feel crazy, and it is not something that an individual can eat.

Compared with Xiao Chu, Guo Chun, Gong Deming and the like are below I don't know how many levels, and it is absolutely impossible for Bao Guowei to share this thing with these people.

Besides, there is no Xiao Chu, Bao Guowei feels that he is still following Zhang Siwu to move bricks at the dock to make money, if there are good things this time, if he doesn't think about him, then he really has no conscience.

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door.

Probably Lao Bao opened the door, and he could hear Zhang Siwu's voice, and they exchanged pleasantries.

As always: Zhang Siwu came to Bao Guowei to read and write, which is different from the past: he looks very relaxed today.

As soon as he entered the door, Zhang Siwu said something that made Bao Guowei a little stunned:

"My dad knows about this."

"What did he say?"

"I didn't say anything."

So Bao Guowei began to tutor him with texts, and the relationship between the two no longer needs to meet and say hello.

I have to say that Zhang Siwu's brain is very good, and he has recognized nine out of nine traditional characters in several Chinese textbooks in just one month.

When Zhang Siwu was about to leave, Bao Guowei stopped him:

"Tomorrow my father will go to stock up on some food, and I am a little worried that you find someone to follow."

According to what Lao Bao said, the cash price of grain is one price a day, which is very unstable, and this matter should be done as soon as possible.

"Uncle Bao doesn't have to go, I'll do this."

"It's okay, you take this post, go to Chu Mansion in the west of the city, pay 200 yuan, exchange all the grain, and you can buy whatever the old bag buys."

The matter of paying the money was promised by Xiao Chu before, but Bao Guowei never took it.

Bao Guowei is not afraid of Zhang Siwu running away with money, and now the gun on his waist with the same style as himself is worth forty or fifty yuan, and he can only say that he has seen the wrong person for this money.

Besides, when the allicin comes out, two hundred yuan is really nothing.

"Okay."

……

At night, the neighbor's dog was barking, and there was a whining sound, and then there was a chirping puppy barking, thinking that it was a cub:

A dog can often give birth to six or seven, or even a dozen, in a litter, and most of them end up being sent to a dog meat restaurant.

Bao Guowei still couldn't sleep, lit a candle, sat at the desk, and thought about the future.

I always feel a little dangerous, and I never feel safe.

After thinking about it for a long time, it was really a relief for a thousand sorrows, and after he raised enough property and ran to a place like Kangaroo Country or Eagle Country, all the hardships here in the future would have nothing to do with him, and even future wars would not affect him.

If there is an opportunity to make money abroad, it is also good to invest in some factories in the central and western regions, and maybe even mix the name of an industrialist.

Moreover, after the end of the Northern Expedition, it was the world of the four major families of Jiang, Song, Kong and Chen, who controlled almost the lifeblood of the entire country, and truly achieved more oligarchs than oligarchs and chaebols more chaebols.

It is important to know that in many cases, the reason for the spike in food prices during famine is not just natural disasters......

Besides, when the Oriental devils came in in 1937 and went crazy, there were few big cities in the south of the Yangtze River that were not killed, and the worst Ningcheng directly engaged in killing and killing for more than 40 days, and Gusu could fall? Do you want to run west?

But it's still a little early to talk about this, it's only 1927 now, and Bao Guowei is only 15 years old after the New Year, at least to finish the four years of the new school, in this era, people who are too young have little weight to speak.

What's more, Bao Guowei always feels ......

"When I saw the dead man, I was ready to give him the scraps in my hands......"

By candlelight, the pencil danced on the yellow paper.

This is Bao Guowei's book recording what he saw and heard, and it can also be said to be his diary.

On the title page, there is already a title: "In the World", and several stories have been recorded.

"It's the first time I've seen a dead man's eyes — if that's not counting the previous 'blackfish'. But suddenly, I noticed that the people on the streets south of the city seemed to be the same as the dead man's eyes......"

“…… But the dead can't speak, so there is only one voice in the mainstream of this world - to live well. But whether the people who are alive today are still alive or not should be one thing worth discussing. ”

"I have a hunch that I'll have another dream tonight."

……

This time, I had a dream again:

"Is this a bitterness? You go out of town! Look at what real bitterness is! ”

When the whip in the master's hand struck the apprentice child, accompanied by bruises or bruises, he often shouted this sentence, and the spit in his mouth flew out.

"I finally got to the city, even if I stayed here as a contractor, I don't want to go back!"

When the rough bag of the dock rubbed against his back, grinding the skin open, swollen, and wearing out the blisters, and spilling the blood in it, I occasionally heard a young and strong, dark-skinned young man, who had eaten a bowl of rice, and pointed to the sky.

"You're a joke! The ninth-rate stuff is still pretending to be a! If you don't do it well, you will be sold to the mountains when the time comes! ”

When a dignified actor is insulted after stepping down, he will be insulted like this if he is not in the way.

The scene here is indeed something that Bao Guowei has seen and is somewhat impressed.

Life in the city is probably so good that people always use life outside the city to intimidate others, but Bao Guowei can't imagine how bad life outside will be.

In this era, even as a bystander, one can still feel the despair and powerlessness of the poor - like being locked in a red-hot copper ox and slowly being fried......

In the dream, I saw the godless eyes of the corpses on the street, and the numb eyes of the pedestrians in the south of the city, and realized that when I was here, I seemed to have come to the world of the dead - it was creepy.

Fortunately, I slept soundly in this night, and slept until dawn, look at the clock, in the morning, half past six o'clock.

Lao Bao has already made breakfast, and at Bao Guowei's request: this time make a few more boiled eggs to supplement protein.

Yesterday promised Chen Jinhua, he came to copy last night, Bao Guowei wanted to bring him an egg to eat, naturally he would not break his promise.

Bao Guowei yawned and got up from the bed.

On the dining table, the meat, eggs and milk are not falling, and it is not at all like what people in the south of the city should eat.