Chef Wushuang of the Three Kingdoms

From ancient times to the present, people with guns in their hands have killed an unknown number of people, but no one dared to resist, even if there was anger in their hearts, they would suppress it, not to mention that they didn't have much entanglement with their interests Woolen cloth……

If they really had resentment, they would not dare to show it, at least not like this.

Of course, they definitely didn't dare.

In history, Boss Cao killed an unknown number of people at the beginning of the game, but none of their descendants wanted revenge, and even the officials kept talking about Lao Cao's benefits.

Afterwards, when Sima Zhao was purging, there were still many guys who had killed his father before Boss Cao, and they persisted with courage. They didn't regret it until they were purged by Sima Zhao.

Moreover, these people also have descendants, they still did not rebel against the Sima family...

What is it to punish without guilt? In fact, in this era, many people are killed so casually. They can't, and dare not hold grudges.

Those who hold grudges will not live long.

What's more, there are still so many benefits in front of him, even if he loses his mind, he will have to survive this gust of wind before he dies...

Maybe they will secretly find some killers, but those are just minor ailments, and it really doesn't affect much, and sometimes they are even afraid that the killer will really succeed...

Complicated, right?

It is indeed complicated.

However, in this era, many people survived in this way.

They are very self-aware, and they know how they should live. Sometimes they even have to swallow their anger and do many surprising things.

That's the end of the matter.

Mrs. Zhen took other wealthy families to sell the cloth and silk in their hands. These people who had just been frightened were immediately full of joy, and everyone said Liu Bei was good, as if they had forgotten that that guy almost took theirs before. Life.

Of course, they didn't say Fang Mo was good, maybe he was still a little uncomfortable.

Fang Mo, on the other hand, stood at the top of the city, standing shoulder to shoulder with Liu Bei: "Brother, do you think that after this incident, the whole of Jizhou will develop rapidly?"

"Isn't it, a bit too much?"

Liu Bei didn't answer, but asked with a frown.

For him, he doesn't understand the development or not. He just knows that after Fang Mo did this, it seems that more people have benefited, and at the same time, those common people have a better life.

It's not that it's not good to do so, it's just that he feels that sometimes even if it's a favor, he can't give so much...

Three hours a day?

It's more leisurely than being an official, okay?

"Yes? Not at all. Didn't the eldest brother forget that most of these people can't eat well and sleep well, and they often have a high chance of getting sick. Do you think they can still live after going through this kind of torture again?" for how long?

If, I mean, if someone can count a number, then in the whole era, the average life expectancy of the people today is estimated to be only about 30 years old.

Is it too much to give them such a little bit compared to the big brother who has a famous doctor by his side and has a supply of nutritious food? "

Yes.

It's not that Fang Mo doesn't want any benefits. After all, to develop and work hard for the great cause of unification, sacrifice is also necessary.

But it really can't be too much...

This is an era when the average age is only 30 years old. If they are allowed to work for more than four hours, it is estimated that the average age will become 25.

At that time, even the prime of life will be gone, so why not play a fart?

Fang Mo takes a longer view. He knows how to make these people live longer and how to make the common people live better.

Three hours, just right.

As for whether the amount will be increased... Then he doesn't know, anyway, the rules are like this, when the time comes, it will be an hour and a half, and it will pass with one eye closed.

The reason why the restrictions exist is to make these people not do too much.

Maybe now Fang Mo has set a time of four hours, and the common people are likely to go to work for five hours, five and a half hours, for this era when catching a cold can kill you.Sweaty men and women came out, and when the evening breeze blew, there was really only a dead end...

Set three hours, even if they pass it again, it will not exceed one and a half hours, which greatly avoids this situation. As long as the punishment can keep up later, there will be no big troubles.

"So, is it so small?"

Confusion flashed in Liu Bei's eyes. He had indeed been in contact with the common people, but he never thought that these common people would live so young.

30 years old, which is his current age, actually...

"On average, most people who can eat enough to eat have a high probability of living to around 40 years old, which is not bad. As for those who can live to 50 years old...

I think there is a chance for these people in the future.

Don't underestimate this kind of small handicraft industry. Once this kind of thing starts to develop, it will never stop. Maybe in a few years, all spinning wheels will undergo a big change, and then they will be able to produce more in a day. , and requires less manpower.

Progress is happening all the time, but the premise is to provide a way. Before, there was no way, and they were walking blindly. Now that we have given a way, these people can naturally go on steadily.

And Bi Lan, brother, don't underestimate this person..."

"I didn't underestimate him." Liu Bei turned his head and interrupted Fang Mo: "Although he is a eunuch, what this person has done is indeed beneficial to the common people. underestimate him.

If you think of big brother as that kind of person, then it's a bit too much. "

Fang Mo smiled wryly and spread his hands: "Well, it seems that the eldest brother already knows the benefits of this industrial development, but can I say that this is just the most basic? In the future, maybe there will be something that will soar into the sky, and there will be A vehicle that can follow a track is many times faster than the best hard-earned BMW."

"Is this possible?" Liu Bei's eyes became hot all of a sudden, "In that case, wouldn't it be the fairy world?"

Fairy world?

Ha, then could it be that I have become a fairy...

Fang Mo laughed heartily.

But he does often practice immortality, this is for sure, but after coming here, there is really not much entertainment at night, let alone novels to read, the lights are still so dim, and as time goes by, he becomes early to bed Get up early.

What's more, if you sleep too late, you may catch a cold, lower your immunity, etc. If something happens, you will definitely die.

He wears the soul, not the body.

There is no vaccine guarantee on him, and a small cold can kill him.

Chapter 742 The Old Tao Who Was Ready to Surrender

Guiyou, the fourth year of Chuping.

It was June.