Wang Ming dragged his tired body out of the door of Xiayu City, holding a small bag tightly in his hand, which contained a day's rations for his family of five.

Wang Ming, a native of Daicheng, Qingzhou, was born as a scholar and was proficient in calculation. He was hired by Wan's Trading Company in Daicheng and became one of its accountants. Because he did not know how to flatter and please his boss, he worked in Wan's Trading Company for five years.

, there is still one accounting room.

This time, the Qinghuai River burst its embankment and flooded Dai City. If Wang Ming hadn't spent all his family money on the exam and was forced to live in a slum on the outskirts of Dai City, Wang Ming would have been like the people in Dai City.

Like everyone else, they were drowned by the flood.

However, Wang Ming's family also became one of the refugees.

Wang Ming's knowledge allowed him to choose to move directly to the sandbank from the moment his family became refugees. Therefore, he avoided the subsequent refugee riots in Qingzhou, thus ensuring the safety of the family of five.

After the mob violence in Qingzhou became more and more fierce, Wang Ming, who was still staying at the junction of Shazhou and Qingzhou to see the situation, took his family into Shazhou without hesitation. Finally, Wang Ming's family followed many

The refugees came to Xiayu City.

The State of Chu respected martial arts, so although Wang Ming was a scholar, it was difficult for Wang Ming to find a job in Xiayu City. Even the accounting office he worked in before, Wang Ming could not find one.

The accounting room is the most important barrier in a trading house. In such a place, no one dares to recruit someone who does not know the details. Therefore, although Wang Ming's calculation ability is indeed very strong, he still has not found a job in the accounting room.

Gradually, the funds carried by Wang Ming were about to be exhausted. In desperation, Wang Ming became a member of the army of repairing the city of Xiayu City.

Wang Ming used to be a scholar, and his physical fitness can be imagined. In the early days, after a day's work, Wang Ming could only get one-third, sometimes even one-fourth, of others.

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However, for the sake of his family, Wang Ming still gritted his teeth and persevered. Now, Wang Ming is finally able to get the same wages as others.

"Daddy is back, daddy is back!" Wang Ming's son shouted happily at the door of his home.

It's said to be a home, but it's actually a small thatched shed.

Seeing his son jumping happily, Wang Ming felt sad in his heart: "Wang Ming, Wang Ming, you are so useless. You can't even feed your son. You are so useless."

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Wang Ming knew very well why his son Wang Yi was so happy after seeing him back. It wasn't because he could eat after he came back.

While eating, when he thought of these two words, Wang Ming felt weak in his heart.

When they first escaped, their family was able to eat three meals a day. Now, they have two meals a day, and even these two meals are two very simple meals.

Except for two brown rice steamed buns per person, there were only wild vegetables, and there were no condiments on the wild vegetables.

"Husband." Lou Huixin's shout interrupted Wang Ming's memories.

"Xin'er, do you think your husband is so useless that you can't even afford a full meal?" Wang Ming said with a frustrated look.

Lou Huixin didn't say anything, she stepped forward and held Wang Ming's hand, and then said softly: "Husband, in Xin'er's heart, you are always the one who stood bravely in front of me when I met a gangster.

Man, so, husband, Xin'er believes in you, and Xin'er will always be with you, husband!"

"Xin'er...!" Wang Ming shouted affectionately. The gloom in his heart instantly dissipated. The fatigue in his body seemed to disappear all at once. His whole person was in great spirits. At the same time, Wang Ming made up his mind in his heart.

, you must give this family a stable environment and ensure that your family has enough to eat.

The next day, Wang Ming hurriedly ate breakfast and went to Xiayu City to see if there was any job with higher pay. No matter what kind of job it was, as a manure digger, Wang Ming was prepared to do it.

If you do it, as long as you can get higher remuneration, that's fine.

Lai San, a local ruffian from Xiayu City, spends his days idle and stealing, and does nothing serious.

Yesterday, he received a good deal. Someone paid him to publicize the fact that Linze, Huangsha Town, was recruiting a large number of refugees.

Upon hearing this, Lai Sanyi knew that someone wanted to get Lin Ze.

These days, a large number of refugees have gathered around Xiayu City, and several riots have occurred. Lai San has witnessed these riots with his own eyes, so he knows very well what the consequences of the refugee riots will be.

Once a refugee riot occurs in this Linze, this Linze will definitely be dead.

However, Lai Sancai didn't care whether Lin Ze would die or not, as long as he had money, he would do it.

No, as soon as he received today's reward, ten gold coins, Lai San led his five men to the city gate and prepared to publicize the 'great achievements' of Lin Ze's hundreds of households.

It is already six o'clock in the morning, and more and more refugees are coming to the city gate. These refugees are all here to participate in repairing the city wall.

Lai San rolled his eyes, winked at the five younger brothers around him, and hid in a corner of the city wall on one side.

The five younger brothers understood this and came to a place not far from the refugees and started talking loudly.

The boy on the left was the first to speak, "Hey, have you heard that Lin Zelin Baihu in Huangsha Town is recruiting a large number of refugees."

"Is it true, is Lin Baihu recruiting people on a large scale?" the boy in the middle asked loudly.

"Yes, yes, why is he recruiting refugees? Is it because the court is preparing for disaster relief?" This is what the younger brother on the left is talking about.

"No, it's not that the imperial court is preparing for disaster relief, but to help him reclaim the ten-mile desert he just bought. Think about it, how many people are needed to reclaim the ten-mile desert, so this matter cannot be false." What follows.

The little brother explained immediately.

"Yes, yes, the Shili Desert does need a lot of people." The fifth boy followed suit.

At this time, some refugees had noticed their conversation, and some people couldn't help but gather around them. For the refugees, they would not let go of any hope as long as they could feed them and their families.

Seeing more and more people gathering together, the boy who spoke first was overjoyed. He said loudly again: "I heard that the lives of the first batch of refugees were very good. Not only were they provided with three meals a day, but they also had food."

It’s all green corn rice, white steamed buns, and braised pork every two or three days.”

‘Gudong, Gudong…’ There were countless swallowing sounds at the scene, and many refugees began to feel excited, even those who had jobs before.

This is braised pork. Before they became refugees, they had never eaten something like this many times.

"Yes, yes, on the first day those refugees arrived, Mr. Lin treated them to a very sumptuous lunch, with enough braised pork tubes and egg drop soup for you to drink..."
Chapter completed!