Chapter 33: Side Effects of Tsukidan
[PS: Domineering is now three chapters a day, occasional outbreaks, hard enough, brothers, don't stand by coldly, the red ticket collection is fierce!!]
Thousands of people have dug roads, ditches, and dams for thousands of families.
After the spring blossoms, thousands of people may remain as tenants of 10,000 families.
In addition to clearing the wasteland, you can also grow winter crops.
On top of that, in the unlikely event of a large-scale mob, these thousands of hungry people can also organize themselves to protect thousands of industries......
......
The more Chan thought about it, the more excited he became.
As long as Zhao Yuan said, next year's 10,000 families will reach a new level, and the number of tenants and land will increase several times.
Large households with a traditional business model like Wanjia can be said to have a soft spot for land, because tenants and land are assets, and they are assets that continue to produce benefits and never depreciate.
"Madam, without further ado, now Xu Jiaqiao's people's hearts are fluctuating, once someone makes noise and instigates, it will inevitably cause chaos, and when the time comes, it will be out of control, and it will be too late to clean up the mess, it is best to immediately make a notice to appease people's hearts, and then, buy food on a large scale. It doesn't matter if the price is high, if you can't eat enough to sell grain next year, after this year's drought, floods, and famine, the grain will be scarce, and the price will rise, which can just make up for the loss of 10,000 families buying grain at a high price. ”
"Good, good idea!" Chan exclaimed.
That night, some important figures of the Wanjia family acted separately, the list of the list, the grain collector, and the families of some workers also moved to the Wanjia compound one after another.
The East Courtyard still prepared for soup kitchen, and was busy until eleven o'clock in the evening when Zhao Yuan climbed into bed.
After going to bed, Zhao Yuan couldn't sleep, staring at the door in a daze.
Will Wan Linger come?
What is she here for?
Tossing and turning and unable to sleep, Zhao Yuan stayed up until two o'clock in the morning, under Zhao Yuan's gaze, Wan Linger sneakily pushed open the door and slipped into Zhao Yuan's room.
Zhao Yuan's heart beat wildly.
"Zhao Yuan, Zhao Yuan......"
Wan Ling'er shouted softly. The room was a little dim, and Wan Ling'er couldn't see Zhao Yuan.
"What?"
"Ah...... You didn't sleep!" Wan Ling'er was startled and slapped her chest repeatedly.
"Waiting for you. ”
"Don't wait, it's coming soon. ”
"What's coming soon?"
"Soon, soon, soon......"
"What's going on...... Ah......" Zhao Yuan snorted, suddenly bounced up from the bed, covered his stomach with both hands, and bowed like a prawn.
"You...... You...... What the hell have you done?" Zhao Yuan knelt on the ground, sweating profusely in pain.
"It's okay, there's nothing to do, don't get excited, go to the toilet, just go to the toilet for a while. Wan Ling'er was afraid that Zhao Yuan couldn't help but cry out in pain, so she covered Zhao Yuan's mouth with one hand, touched Zhao Yuan's bedside table with the other, and hurriedly stuffed a roll of handpaper into Zhao Yuan's hand.
Zhao Yuan didn't have time to think about it at all, so he took the paper, bent his back, and rushed to the toilet at a speed of 100 meters.
This time, it took another half an hour, making Zhao Yuan dizzy and tired.
When Zhao Yuan staggered back to the room, he just entered the door, and before he reached the bed, he fell directly to the ground, and the feeling of ten thousand ants biting came again.
"Zhao Yuan, Zhao Yuan, you use some strength yourself, you are too heavy, I can't drag you......" Wan Ling'er saw Zhao Yuan planted on the ground, and suddenly became anxious, after closing the door, he grabbed Zhao Yuan and dragged him to the bed, but he didn't move.
"What the hell did you do?" Zhao Yuan asked weakly.
"It's really nothing, I have to pull the pill for a week, every day at two o'clock in the morning, after pulling, the whole body will be very weak, and there will be the feeling of being bitten by ants...... Isn't it painful?"
"Why don't you try it yourself?" Zhao Yuan was already in pain and had no strength to roll, and he collapsed on the ground and looked at Wan Ling'er blankly.
"Don't be angry, you go to bed first, I'll use your aura to dredge the meridians, and it's fine. ”
"Is it really okay?" Zhao Yuan's trust in Wan Ling'er is now at the freezing point.
"Didn't you feel it yesterday? Just a little while, you'll be comfortable, and then you'll fall asleep. ”
"Well, help me to bed first...... It was so cold on the ground that he grabbed my arm...... Well...... It's two hands...... Right...... Right...... Drag hard, ...... hard ...... force"
"Finally laid down!"
Wan Ling'er spent a lot of effort to finally get Zhao Yuan into bed, and let out a long breath, and at the same time, Zhao Yuan also breathed a long sigh of relief.
After helping Zhao Yuan tidy up her messy clothes, Wan Linger took off her shoes and went to bed, and began to use her weak aura to help Zhao Yuan dredge the internal organs damaged by detoxification.
The wonderful feeling of limbs and bones being dredged by the aura returned to Zhao Yuan's body again, and Zhao Yuan let out a comfortable moan.
"Hmph, you've enjoyed it, Miss Ben is going to dredge your meridians on this cold night. Listening to Zhao Yuan's comfortable moaning, Wan Ling'er pinched Zhao Yuan fiercely.
"As long as you take one, I will massage you every day. ”
"Crow's mouth, I'm going to massage, do you have aura?"
“......”
"Zhao Yuan, don't be sad, maybe one day, you will be able to cultivate your aura. Seeing that Zhao Yuan was silent, Wan Ling'er hurriedly comforted her.
"When did you start cultivating your aura?" Zhao Yuan wanted to know most about the cultivation of the True World Realm, and immediately took the opportunity to ask.
"I ...... Very small...... When I was very young...... "Wan Ling'er was stumbling."
"How small?"
"Hey, why do you always want to ask this!" Wan Ling'er suddenly became angry, "I've been cultivating since I was three years old, what's wrong!I'm just born stupid, I've been cultivating for more than ten years, and I haven't entered the primary stage yet...... Ask, ask, what's the matter with you...... Hmph, rats catch rats, nosy......"
"It's the dog that takes the mouse......" Zhao Yuan couldn't help but correct.
"I like rats catching mice. Hmph, you're so strange, you always don't open which pot to mention, my dad said, I'm not suitable for cultivation, and I don't want to go to Xihuang Mountain in my life...... Zhao Yuan, you say, will my grandmother recognize me as a granddaughter......? Forget it, if you don't recognize it, you won't recognize it, what's the big deal...... Zhao Yuan...... Dizzy, sleepy, I have to talk so much nonsense alone......"
At this time, Zhao Yuan had already let out a slight snoring sound.
In the darkness, Wan Ling'er pouted, and reluctantly continued to dredge the meridians for Zhao Yuan with aura.
Zhao Yuan slept until six o'clock in the morning and was woken up.
When he was sleeping, Zhao Yuan was worried, afraid that Wan Ling'er would fall asleep after massaging him like last time, but fortunately, when Zhao Yuan woke up, Wan Ling'er was gone.
When Zhao Yuan secretly rejoiced, there was a trace of loss in his heart.
Because many workers have gone home to hand over their families to thousands of families, there are not many helpers in the kitchen, and the two husbands and wives, Chef Luo and Chef Lei, are both red-eyed, bloodshot, and tired, and it seems that they have not slept all night.
Just when Zhao Yuan helped move the steamed porridge to the west courtyard, some workers dragged their children and daughters to the east courtyard one after another, and the east courtyard became more and more lively, and there were more and more people to help.
As the saying goes, it is better to have fewer people for the New Year, and more people are better for planting. As soon as there are many people, things are done very quickly, and some preparations for soup kitchens are quickly done.
Now there are more than 300 sturdy men in the East Courtyard alone, and many of them are tenants who have volunteered to live in the Wanjia family.
All the men changed into the clothes of the East Courtyard, and the clothes were all the same, giving people an inexplicable sense of security.
Last night, Wanjia posted a list, and the hungry people spread the word of mouth, one to ten, ten to hundred, just one night, all the victims in Xujiaqiao knew about Wanjiaqiao's recruitment.
The effect is that the pole is effective.
Since three days in the morning, more than 2,000 hungry people have flocked to the gate of Wanjia's West Courtyard to wait, they are now not just waiting for a bowl of gruel and two steamed buns, most of them are for Wanjia's work of eating and lodging. With this job, there is no need to worry about freezing to death and starving to death in this cold winter.
At half past seven, the door is ready to be opened.
Hundreds of people dressed in the same clothes rushed from outside the east courtyard to the gate of the west courtyard, which was still very visually deterrent, and the original chaotic scene was quickly cleaned up, and some people who tried to cut in line also honestly lined up.