Back To The Beginning Of Ming To Do Charity

It takes a long time to make rattan armor, but the raw materials are easy to get. Lin Yuan doesn't have two or three years to make rattan armor—the day lily will be cold by then, so he can only explore and see what kind of method it is. It can make rattan armor stronger in a short time of production.

Tung oil and wild vines are easy to find, they happen to be in the south, and they were originally invented by ethnic minorities in the southwest.

However, in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, it was broken by Zhuge Liang's fire attack plan.

Now Luo Guanzhong should still be in Hangzhou, and he hasn't started writing "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms", so there is no popularity, and there should not be many people who know how to deal with rattan soldiers-bandits are uneducated people, and it is enough to deal with bandits.

Thinking of this, Lin Yuan wanted to meet Luo Guanzhong. Luo Guanzhong had worked as an aide for Zhang Shicheng, and Zhang Shicheng used his advice to defeat Zhu Yuanzhang's subordinates. It was a pity that Zhang Shicheng did too much, and Luo Guanzhong and his aides left disappointed.

In fact, Luo Guanzhong is not so much a writer, but because his achievements in literature are too great, but no one remembers that he is actually a military strategist.

If it was possible, Lin Yuan really wanted to meet Luo Guanzhong and say a few words, it would not be in vain for him to read Romance of the Three Kingdoms so many times.

I don’t know how many times I watched the TV series.

The rattan armor is woven by women, soaked in tung oil and dried, then soaked again after drying, and then dried again, and finally dried at low temperature. In the last step, someone must keep an eye on the fire.

Lin Yuan tried it with a hoe. Although it was still not completely impenetrable, it was indeed a layer of protection. When the hoe went down, the vines broke a few times, but none of them hurt the bamboo rats below - smashed to death A few, but no scars on the body.

This is enough, after all, bandits use knives, not as much strength as hoes.

Helmets made of woven rattan also work and are lightweight.

Yang Zi'an put on the rattan armor and helmet, and asked Lin Yuan to chop himself with a small knife left by Brother Dao.

Lin Yuan's strength was not small, and the knife was not sharp enough, leaving only a few small marks on the rattan.

Yang Zian tapped carefully and said with a smile, "It's enough."

Lin Yuan put away the knife: "A total of fifty sets were made."

Yang Zian: "More than enough."

"I'll take 20 people away." Yang Zian said, "You have to stay in Zhuangzi, otherwise people's hearts will be unstable."

Lin Yuan: "But there are not many weapons left now."

When Brother Dao and the others left last time, they took almost half of them with them.

Yang Zian: "I'm not stupid. I don't pick the ones with the most people. I only pick the small ones. Now the bandits can't get enough to eat. They're no match for them if they work hard and have patience."

Lin Yuan: "Then I'll wait for my second brother to triumph."

Yang Zi'an smiled at Lin Yuan: "Surely I will disappoint my fourth brother."

As soon as Yang Zi'an took the people away, Lin Yuan became depressed. He found that he had nothing to do. He just went to supervise people's work every day, and he was so depressed that he knew it was impossible.

Just when Lin Yuan felt that his goal in life was to wait for Brother Dao and Yang Zi'an to come back, God gave him a big gift - an old man with a gray beard, Chen Banxian.

When Chen Banxian came, he was dressed in rags and tatters, but he still held up his own bluffing flag, followed by his colleagues. This group of people ran away when the accident happened in Wucheng, and they were in several other cities. Goofing around, relying on fortune-telling to deceive people to make a living every day. Later, refugees began to flood into that city. Seeing that the situation was not good, they flirted again.

But Chen Banxian has a good memory. I remember that Brother Dao said that his brother has a Zhuangzi on the edge of Wucheng, and a few old-fashioned and old-fashioned people add up, just this, and walk.

They almost wandered around Wucheng, and if they saw the Zhuangzi who was still there, they would go in to bluff and cheat. Sometimes they could get some food, and sometimes they were driven out directly, which actually led them to find Lin Yuan's Zhuangzi.

At this time, half of the city wall had been repaired, and there was a watchtower. When the person on duty saw a few old men approaching, he thought it was his eyesight, so he reported it to Lin Yuan immediately.

In such a mess, they were still dragging the boxes, maintaining a posture of immortality despite their tattered clothes.

Lin Yuan was convinced when he saw them.

Chen Banxian sat on the chair and kept saying flattering words: "Master Lin is still the same, the heaven is full, and he is a blessed person at first glance. I said that day, Master Lin will definitely do something great."

Lin Yuan: "..." You obviously never said this before you were old.

Chen Banxian went to chew the beans on the table very familiarly: "I see Young Master Lin's luck is just..."

Lin Yuan quickly said: "Stop, Banxian, we won't talk about it, you can stay here if you want, you have to work."

Chen Banxian nodded solemnly: "That's natural, if we don't say anything else, we can figure it out by pinching our fingers..."

Lin Yuan: "...I'm talking about physical labor."

Chen Banxian stretched out his index finger and pointed to his nose: "Planting the land?"

Just as Lin Yuan was about to nod his head, Chen Banxian said: "Master Lin, you don't know that anyone can plant land, but they can't. After a few years of planting, it is an old-fashioned way, but not everyone can do fortune-telling. Let me talk about the "Book of Changes" first? Can anyone read it? Can anyone understand it?"

Lin Yuan: "Fortune-telling is not good, what other abilities do you have?"

Chen Banxian quickly said: "Knowing alchemy, if you need it, even a seventy-year-old man, I can make him show his glory again."

Is it an aphrodisiac that you co-authored?

Chen Banxian: "It will never hurt your body."

Lin Yuan can be considered convinced, as expected, there are talents everywhere.

and many more!

Lin Yuan suddenly came back to his senses, he looked at Chen Banxian intently, his old face turned red, Chen Banxian coughed and said, "Master Lin, although I am handsome..."

Lin Yuan: "Banxian, when you made alchemy, did you fry the furnace?"

Chen Banxian's eyes flickered, then he stroked his beard, shook his head and said, "I am the sixth generation descendant of Taoist No.80, how could I make such a mistake?"

Lin Yuan slapped the table: "Tell the truth!"

Chen Banxian immediately replied: "It was bombed!"

Lin Yuan smiled, and grabbed Chen Banxian's hand eagerly: "Do you still remember the recipe for the fryer?"

Chen Banxian: "..." Does this young master have any special hobbies?

Why are you so interested in fryers?

In fact, there is already gunpowder now, but the formula is not perfect, and only a handful of people have mastered the gunpowder recipe.

The musket was invented in the Ming Dynasty, but it is a pity that the power of the musket is still not strong enough, and it will not work if it is a little farther away.

Lin Yuan’s idea is that if he can make a grenade—a simple version is also fine, add iron beads or steel balls, any beads in it, as long as it does not affect the explosion, once it explodes, the strong thrust will make the beads like bullets Scattered, now the armor can't resist such a big thrust.

Although the scope of influence will not be too wide, it can be regarded as a big killer.

"Just study the recipe for frying the stove carefully." Lin Yuan looked at Chen Banxian as if he was looking at a treasure. This is simply an old man with a treasure. If you eat a meal of meat, you will not only be full, but also have meat every day."

Scientific talents must pay a lot of money.

"Is this true?" Chen Banxian was dumbfounded.

Lin Yuan assured: "This statement is not true, it will strike me like a thunderbolt."

Chen Banxian looked at Lin Yuan and thought, I'm afraid this is a fool?

However, Lin Yuan still warned: "Try a small amount, don't try too much, so as not to hurt people."

"Your safety is very important."

Chen Banxian: "Then those people I brought..."

Lin Yuan: "It's easy to say, do they also know alchemy frying furnace?"

Chen Banxian: "..."

How do people answer this?

If they understand it, it seems like a signboard, but if they don't understand it, they are afraid that Lin Yuan will not want to keep them.

Chen Banxian could only bite the bullet and say, "I understand everything."

How many alchemists have never blown up a stove these days?

There are people who blow up people to death, so there are not many folk alchemists, and Taoist priests in the palace are the most powerful alchemists.

Chen Banxian felt that if he didn't have a good teacher, he would be able to use his ability to make alchemy for the emperor.

Lin Yuan: "Then it's settled!"

Then Chen Banxian rested for a night, and when he got up the next morning, everything changed, his clothes were placed on the bedside, and someone led him to have breakfast. It was very good. There were two multigrain steamed buns and a small dish of kimchi. After Chen Banxian had enough to eat, he was taken to a room where the alchemy stove was set up—simple version.

The person who brought him here had a very good attitude: "Banxian, my boss said that there is enough charcoal and saltpeter, but not too much. You have to figure out what else to do."

Chen Banxian was stunned by Lin Yuan's generosity, but he still had Banxian's money, counted it with his fingers, and said to the man: "The old man has done the calculation, and today's sunset is an auspicious time for refining the furnace."

The man smiled and said, "The half-immortal is right."

When the man left, Chen Banxian sat in the room, watching his old buddies come in with suitcases dragging their stomachs, all with satisfied faces.

"Hey, Old Chen, you are still very capable. You have only been here for a day, and you have become a guest of honor."

"There's even a stove. Say, what are you doing this time? I have all the formulas for aphrodisiac here."

Chen Banxian sighed.

Everyone: "What's the matter? But what trouble? Or... we should run first?"

Chen Banxian waved his hand: "It's not a troublesome matter."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Chen Banxian had a sad face: "My boss told us to come up with a recipe for the fryer."

"...Boss, are you going to set off fireworks?"

Chen Banxian rubbed his chin: "I think we've got a big deal to deal with. Looking at the owner's appearance, I'm afraid it might not be used for fireworks."

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you.

Chen Banxian: "Sometimes a stove is fried, but it can kill people."

Everyone understands now.

Chen Banxian: "Shall we...do it?"

"Is it detrimental to the law of heaven?"

"Yes, we are all people with conscience."

"You can't do things that hurt the world."

Chen Banxian sighed again: "I also said the same thing, but the boss said that if it is done, you will be able to eat every day and have meat to eat every day."

Everyone: "Done!"

So these half-immortals started their vigorous research and development of gunpowder. Fortunately, there were alchemy materials in the boxes they carried, so Lin Yuan didn't need to worry about it in the early stage.

"Hey, about frying the stove, I usually don't want to let it blow up. It blows up faster than anyone else. Now I want to ask it to blow up, but it just misfires."

"Yeah, I have smelted several furnaces, and I didn't fry any furnace."

They sighed here and there, while Chen Banxian listened to it with the corners of his eyes twitching. If his colleagues heard this, they might not know what kind of expression they would show.

Lin Yuan also knew that there was no rush, so he didn't bother to urge them. The newcomers were still adapting to the environment. He is diligent in doing things, but always has a sad face.

Er Duan brought a bowl of gnocchi to Lin Yuan's room. There was still some minced meat in it, and the noodle soup was floating on top. There were sauerkraut and cabbage in it, and the smell was quite appetizing.

Seeing Lin Yuan's disturbed state, Erliang asked strangely, "Master, what's the matter? Are you worried?"

Lin Yuan couldn't finish eating, so he pushed the bowl: "Two Liang, you eat."

Erliang asked strangely: "Master, you only ate two steamed buns today."

Lin Yuan sighed, and asked Erliang: "How are the people in Zhuangzi today?"

Erliang is even more strange: "What is it like on weekdays, it is still what it is now, it is getting colder now, and I can't come out in the dormitory, and I go back to lie down after work."

In order to keep warm, almost all the people in the dormitory now sleep two by two.

Yunniu and her own lady were lying on the same bed, the narrow single bed was very crowded, but covered with a clean quilt, Yunniu buried her head in the quilt, took a deep breath, and said to her lady : "Miss, it's made of cotton!"

"Don't call me Miss from now on." The woman stroked Yunniu's head, "Call me Qiuniang."

Yunniu looked serious: "Miss is a miss!"

Qiuniang smiled at Yunniu and said nothing more.

Qiuniang has not slept in bed for a long time. After escaping, she always lived a precarious life. After being raped by gangsters, it was Yunniu who kept her alive. Every day, she was carried on her back by Yunniu. Yes grass clippings, bugs and fleas.

Her lower abdomen was in constant pain, and the lochia did not drain out.

"The captain said, there will be steamed buns tomorrow morning." Yun Niu licked her lips, "I can eat three."

The people in the same dormitory said with a smile: "There are steamed buns every day, not just tomorrow."

"Yes."

"You came in from the outside. What's the outside like now? I came early, and I don't even know what's going on outside."

They were all bought together with their relatives. After they came, they would work at sunrise and rest at sunset. Their lives were very simple. They were not very old, the oldest was only sixteen, and the youngest was eight years old. In their eyes In Li, there is no city anymore, only Zhuangzi's "inside" and Zhuangzi's "outside".

Yunniu was quite talkative, she nestled in the warm quilt and said: "It's not so good outside! When we escaped, we saw many people fleeing. At the beginning, the nearby city we went to was full of people. , sometimes well-meaning gentlemen come out to give cakes and porridge, but later the gentlemen stop giving. "

"The imperial court doesn't care about us." Yunniu couldn't help shivering when she thought of that time, "A lot of people died last winter."

"If someone dies, the others will take his clothes off."

"So how did you survive?" the girls asked.

Yunniu thought for a while, then said cautiously: "I found a man, and that man has several brothers. Give me some food, and he survived."

The girls sighed, "What about the man?"

Yunniu said: "When the spring started, he was beaten to death when he was robbed of food."

He didn't starve to death during the most barren winter, but he was beaten to death in the early spring when there was food to eat.

Yunniu: "What about you? How was it when you came over?"

The girls chirped.

"My family is a farmer. The landlord ran away, and we had nowhere to go, so we fled with our parents. Seeing that we couldn't make it through, my father decided to sell our family to the owner."

"My boss is a good person, my boss only charges [-]% of the rent!"

"Our former employer took [-]% of the income!"

Lin Yuan met Qiuniang when he found time. One of the reasons he accepted Qiuniang was because he didn’t want to lose his life in front of his eyes. The other reason was that Qiuniang was a "Miss". No matter what, the family is a family of small landlords, and the young lady who comes out of such a family is likely to be able to settle accounts.

What is important now is the right family. Once a woman gets married, she has to manage the family's account books, income and expenditure, and human relations, especially if she is born in a landlord family. A mistress has to take care of a lot.

They may not read the Four Books and Five Classics, nor do they read any sage books, but they are very good at accounting, and some of them can do better than the accountant.

Nowadays, there are not many people who can make calculations, let alone those who can settle accounts.

Lin Yuan felt that it was time to need some people who could take care of things.

He doesn't know how to do the accounts himself, and now he is doing the accounts with Yang's help, but Yang is actually not very experienced in this area - when she was in the Lin family, she didn't care about the general affairs, and the housekeeper was doing it, but unfortunately the housekeeper was on the way Lost with them.

It would be best if this young lady can handle accounts. If she can't, it's okay. If she can read, she can also set up a literacy class.

Anyway, educated people are still a minority in this era, and each one is very important.

Qiuniang was expressionless when she learned that her boss wanted to see her alone.

She didn't know why the boss left a useless person. Although everyone said that the boss was a good person after coming here, Qiuniang always felt uneasy.

She can't do anything, eating for nothing is a drag.

"Boss." Qiu Niang was carried to a chair by the maid. She was thin and thin, her skin was yellow due to malnutrition, and there were freckles on her face. She could not be seen as a young woman at all.

She shrank her neck, not daring to look directly at Lin Yuan, but just lowered her head and looked at the table.

Lin Yuan actually didn't know how to deal with women of this era, especially educated ones. He sat opposite Qiu Niang and asked softly, "This girl..."

Qiu Niang said in a low voice: "Master, call the slave's Qiu Niang."

Lin Yuan: "Cough, Qiuniang, are you literate?"

Qiu Niang nodded: "I have a rough knowledge of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting."

This is still an all-round talent.

Lin Yuan was even more satisfied: "Will you do the account meeting?"

Qiuniang raised her head strangely, and saw the appearance of a young man. The man had slightly raised phoenix eyes, slightly raised lips, and was wearing a cotton-padded jacket. His hair was as black as ink. He looked like a rich man, but his expression was gentle and his eyes Even more gentle, so that he couldn't help letting go of his defenses when he saw him.

"Be more proficient." Qiuniang learned female celebrities and housekeepers since she was a child, and the piano, chess, calligraphy, and painting are just extra. She said that she is proficient, but in fact she is not humble.

It is said that women who have no talent are virtues, and their books are just about knowing how to read and write.

Those who can really read are all ladies, or young ladies from a scholarly family.

And their knowledge is taught by their mothers, and there are very few female teachers.

"Qiu Niang." Lin Yuan said, "Take good care of your body, and when you recover, come and work as my accountant."

Qiuniang asked in surprise, "The cashier?"

Since ancient times, how can women work as accountants?That's a man's job.

Lin Yuan said emotionally: "Who says women are inferior to men?"

Qiuniang was taken aback for a moment, she didn't know what to say, Lin Yuan's expression seemed to be looking at a monster.

Lin Yuan rubbed his nose and realized that it was not the right time for him to be emotional, so he had to change his tone: "Nowadays, no one in Zhuangzi knows how to keep accounts, so I have to ask you to do it."

Only then did Qiuniang feel at ease and said, "If the master has spoken, the slave will naturally agree."

That night, when Erliang was waiting for Lin Yuan to wash up, he found Lin Yuan humming a little song.

Erduan came to wash his feet and asked curiously, "Master, what are you singing?"

Lin Yuan smiled and said, "Sing a song."

Erliang: "Master, do you know this?"

Lin Yuan: "Come on, let me sing for you."

"Brother Liu's words are too unreasonable, who said that women enjoy leisure..."

Erliang: "..."

After Lin Yuan sang, he smiled triumphantly: "How is it, not bad?"

He knows this piece of Henan opera, and it is the only one that he can sing completely. He learned it from TV when he was a child.

Erliang: "This word..."

Lin Yuan: "It's about Hua Mulan."

Erliang suddenly realized: "It's General Hua."

The story of Hua Mulan has a long history and is widely spread among the people.

Er Liang said out of conscience: "The young master sings well."

Lin Yuan smiled and said, "It's just average."

Er Liang: "..." The young master seemed to be serious, he just boasted casually.

Erliang imitated Lin Yuan and sang a few lines.

Lin Yuan stared at Er Liang with wide eyes, which startled Er Liang.

Erliang asked cautiously: "Master, what's the matter?"

Lin Yuan patted Erliang's shoulder and sighed: "There are talented people from generation to generation, Erliang, I didn't expect you to have a good voice!"

Erliang was very happy to be praised in a daze: "Really? Young Master, please teach me a few more words."

So Erliang learned this song Mulan, and sang it to Gouzi all night, which caused Gouzi to have this song in his dreams, and he felt bad when he woke up.

Soon, Lin Yuan found that all the women in Zhuangzi had learned this song, hummed a few lines from time to time, and sang along while working.

Lin Yuan became numb to this piece after listening to it for more than ten days.

So he taught Erliang another song, and Su San started to explain it.

Then it became in my ear: "Su San left Wutong County, and came to the front of the street..."

Okay, listening to two songs back and forth is better than playing them in a loop.

Yang Zian came back much earlier than Brother Dao and Zhu Yuanzhang. When he left, he only took people and a hoe with him, but when he came back, he dragged a wooden cart. , By the time Zhuangzi was on the verge of falling apart, he was on the verge of falling apart.

Not only that, Yang Zian brought 20 people with him when he left, and brought more than 40 people with him when he came back, more than 20 of them were tied back.

But Lin Yuan knew from the looks of these people that even if they were not tied, these people would not be able to run very far, and they were all skinny.

Only one of them is the strongest, and that is compared with the others. In terms of physique, it is not as good as Lin Yuan, who doesn't exercise very much.

Yang Zian also had a smile on his face. He jumped off the back of a mule and said to Lin Yuan, "I searched around and found them."

Lin Yuan: "Have they set up camp nearby?"

The strongest-looking man said, "We're just lost!"

"Who would set up camp in this place where the birds don't shit!"

"Steal our things while we're sleeping!"

Someone next to him said, "That's what we call robbery... that's not right! That's a conspiracy!"

The man who was bound said angrily: "What a plot! You just knocked us out while we were sleeping!"

Yang Zian coughed and said to Lin Yuan, "They have knives, long machetes."

Lin Yuan looked at the group of people, and he asked calmly, "How did you get these things?"

The strongest man snorted coldly: "If you ask me, I'll tell you? Who do you take me for?"

Lin Yuan took out a machete from the cart.

The strong man immediately changed his words: "We stole it!"

Lin Yuan: "Where did you steal it?"

Man: "While running, I stole several blacksmith shops in the city."

Lin Yuan: "..." How should he evaluate this approach?

The man saw that Lin Yuan was not going to cut himself, so he looked around, left and right, he didn't bother to look at it just now, but now he looked around and realized that there were farmlands and strange big square houses here.

"It's the first time I've seen such a big coffin!" The man was stunned by the staff dormitory.

The little brother behind him was distracted just like the boss: "How old can a person be to lie in such a coffin?"

Lin Yuan: "Don't talk about anything else, take them to lock up first, and let's talk about it after a few meals."

Ask them what they have done before.

In such a big environment, there are too few bandits who have not taken their lives.

As a result, when he asked, Lin Yuan was surprised.

It turned out that this group of people used to be porters, who went to the city to earn money, and then asked their fellow villagers to bring them back to their wives and children.

The leader was Zhao Wuliu, who was the leader of the porters. Seeing that something was wrong, he called his close friends to the iron shop to steal the machete, fled overnight, and returned to his hometown to find his wife and children.

As a result, when they returned to their hometown, they found that their hometown was in a mess, their wives and children were gone, and they could only wander around.

Although they had weapons, this group of people were not the material for robbing houses, and they were timid, so they could only wander around to see if they could find something cheap.

As a result, he lost his way while dangling, and Yang Zian beat him with a sap in the middle of the night, and then brought him to Zhuangzi.

Zhao Wuliu cried in the shed: "You locked us here, didn't even give us a stutter, dragged our brothers for such a long way, didn't give us a piece of bean dregs cake, and even robbed us s things!"

"Boss, we will fight with them!"

Zhao Wuliu glared at the younger brother: "What are you talking about! Keep your voice down, you didn't see their fields, there is food!"

The little brother didn't understand, so: "Boss, what do you mean? Why don't I understand?"

Zhao Wuliu: "Hey, let me tell you, I think this place is pretty good, if we can stay, we will be full."

The younger brother suddenly realized: "Boss, you are still the smartest."

Zhao Wuliu was proud: "That is."

So when Lin Yuan went to see them, he found that all of them were very well-behaved. Sure enough, different people had different wisdom. The wisdom of this group of porters was to find a good host, as long as they could eat enough.

If it's really a murderous bandit, he probably thinks about how to kill Lin Yuan and occupy this village.

"Master!" Zhao Wuliu was very enthusiastic, "We have already made up our minds. If you let us eat enough, we will work for you."

"We don't want those knives anymore." Zhao Wuliu said in a low voice, "It's never used anyway."

They are all chopping wood with machetes, or scaring wild animals.

Lin Yuan was still a little worried: "Stay for a few more days."

Zhao Wuliu rushed forward and hugged Lin Yuan's leg: "Boss! Be kind! At least give me something to eat! We've been hungry for days!"

Lin Yuan suddenly thought that he was the one who made them hungry, but he didn't say that they were hungry for a few days. It's been three days. This group of people rely on drinking water to survive, and now they still have the strength to hold their own legs It's not easy.

So Lin Yuan said to the people outside: "Cook some porridge."

It is said to be porridge, but in fact, apart from a little rice, it is bran and beans.

People who have been hungry for a long time can't eat too much at once, so they also restrain their portions.

Zhao Wuliu and his younger brothers gobbled it up, drank the whole grain porridge in a few mouthfuls, and even licked the bottom of the bowl. The bowl was as clean as if it had never been used. Zhao Wuliu wiped his face, although he was not full, But he was not as hungry as before, he patted his belly: "Master, look, what are you asking us to do?"

Lin Yuan looked at these skinny people and thought, what dare I ask you to do?

He could only say: "You guys go first... um..."

Zhao Wuliu and the others stared at Lin Yuan intently, expecting what Lin Yuan would say next.

Lin Yuan: "Well..."

What are you doing? !

Lin Yuan: "Well, I will ask Second Brother Yang to arrange for you, and you will listen to Second Brother Yang from now on."

Zhao Wuliu: "Second brother Yang? Who is this person?"

Lin Yuan: "The one who brought you here."

Everyone shuddered, that little boy was so fierce, it hurt so much to beat someone.

Zhao Wuliu: "Boss... let's discuss it?"

Lin Yuan wondered: "What are you talking about? Do you still want to go out and be bandits? That's fine, you go."

"..."

Be a bandit with a hammer without a weapon!

A group of people can only express that they are willing to listen to Second Brother Yang's arrangement, and must listen to Second Brother Yang's arrangement.

After listening to their loyalty, Lin Yuan nodded in satisfaction: "That's good."

Crowd: "..."

Although these people are useless now, they still know some information. After all, they have been wandering around and know a lot. They have basically been to the nearby villages and towns. According to them, the people in the villages and towns are gone now. For the grain, during the autumn harvest, the people from the imperial court took almost all the grain away.

The rest is enough for farmers to eat for a month.

Even if you eat it sparingly, and eat it together with the bark, you can eat it for more than two months at most.

The bandits in the vicinity have almost left. After all, there are only a small number of bandits in the vicinity. It is okay to rob the people and some small landlords. It is impossible to touch the big landlords and towns.

I don't want to be the bandits in the north. There are more people and more fierce. They dare to touch anything.

During dinner, Lin Yuan and Yang Zi'an were eating in the room, and Yang Zi'an also told Lin Yuan what happened recently.

After taking a sip of rice wine and a mouthful of meat, Yang Zian let out a satisfied sigh, twisted his neck before saying: "We are safe here, there are no bandits around, and the city wall is almost half built. I think it won't be until next year that refugees will come here."

Lin Yuan also took a sip of rice wine. Rice wine is actually more like sweet water, with no alcohol concentration, but because it needs rice, a precious fine grain, it only has a little bit. If Yang Zi'an hadn't come back, Lin Yuan would not be willing to drink it.

Who would have thought?Lin Yuan felt sick from drinking on the modern wine table, but now he wishes to have a sip of modern Wuliangye or Moutai, just one sip is enough.

One bite is supreme enjoyment.

"Our food reserves are enough." Lin Yuan said.

Although there are tenants in Zhuangzi, only half of the food is handed in, but because of the canteen system now, the dormitory cannot cook, so in fact all the food is stored together.

The tenants did not ask for their own [-]%.

After all, the world is like this now, they are afraid of being kicked out by Lin Yuan, they eat and drink every day, and they are already very satisfied if they can get some meat every five or six days.

The spring started today, and they re-opened some of the nearby fields, and when they harvested in autumn, the output was double that of last year.

Fill the granary to the brim.

Yang Zian: "This is a good thing, we can admit another group of people next year."

Lin Yuan nodded. They really need a group of soldiers, and this plan can be put on the agenda.

Yang Zian said: "Next year the refugees may go this way, not many going to the southeast, the cities over there are closed, the refugees can't get in, the people inside can't get out, and the bandits can't get out." It will increase."

The two talked for a while, Lin Yuan still had something to say, but felt that it was getting late, so he said to Yang Zi'an: "If the second brother doesn't dislike it, I will sleep with my younger brother tonight, just to talk again. "

Yang Zi'an didn't refuse either, and said with a smile: "Ask Erliang to bring me a basin of water, I have to wipe off my sweat, and I have to go get a change of clothes."

Erliang went to fetch water, Yang Zian took off his clothes and wiped himself. Although he looks thin, he has a good physique after taking off his clothes. His chest and abdominal muscles are very strong, his shoulders are wide and his waist is narrow, and he only wears underwear to wipe his sticky body sweat stains.

Lin Yuan looked at Yang Zian and sighed.

Yang Zian turned his head when he heard the sound: "Why is the fourth brother sighing?"

Lin Yuan squeezed his underdeveloped biceps, and said sadly, "I'm thinking, when will I become a strong man."

Yang Zi'an couldn't help laughing: "Like Brother Dao?"

Lin Yuan couldn't help feeling disgusted and said, "Forget about smelly feet."

Yang Zian laughed loudly: "Hahahaha, it really stinks. Back then he stayed at my house and didn't leave. He took off his shoes and I left. The smell is really—"

"Three days around the beam without end."

It seems that it is no secret that Brother Dao's feet are smelly.

Lin Yuan lay down on the bed, looked at the tangled muscles on Yang Zian's back, and was so envious.

Maybe he needs to chop wood too?Maybe it can be practiced.