"There are indeed many disaster victims in the south who have fallen into the grass, but it's not them," Xiaobao said: "Those victims are ordinary people, and they don't dare to mix with people who are really doing evil."

Chu Qing nodded, that was true.

Ordinary people who have never killed or set people on fire can fall into the trap. At most, they are a little bit worse and bolder than good people. Compared with the bandits, they are far from good. Even if they join the bandits, they will still be bullied and not have enough to eat.

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Xiaobao: "After all, they just want to stay together and keep warm, so they don't dare to go too far. The so-called robbing homes and houses only dares to rob the poor, which is not much better than begging;

When I encounter real gangsters, they can only kneel down and beg for mercy. For people like that, I gave them some mixed powder and asked them to go south to Haizhou."

Chu Qing wondered: "Why are you going to Haizhou?"

Xiaobao took it for granted: "Isn't that our family's fiefdom? Anyway, their land is gone, their home is gone, and their family members were lost and died when they fled famine. Wouldn't it be good to go to our family's fiefdom?"

Chu Qing was even more surprised: "Who told you that Haizhou is our fiefdom? The imperial edict has not been issued, and your mother and I haven't changed places yet!"

Zhuo Yao quietly sat farther away, while Gan Lai pretended to see whether the wild boar was roasted properly and ran away.

"Little Gangan" got a lot of fresh wild boar offal from Xiangzi, and was tearing it apart happily. Suddenly the feathers on the back of its neck exploded, and it made a "coo" sound, like an old hen, and grabbed a piece of pig.

Xin Fei climbed up the tree.

Chu Qing looked at the "traitor trio", pursed his lips, and gritted his teeth: "Xiaobao, I'll cut off your monthly pocket money! Hand over your gold cake!"

With a look of helplessness, Xiaobao handed the gold cake produced by his own mine to Chu Qing's hand.

When Gan Lai saw "the alarm was cleared", he came over with two large pieces of roasted meat, picked up the seasoning jar in a very awkward manner, and sprinkled the seasonings one by one before passing it to Chu Qing.

Then he gave Xiaobao two gold coins with his backhand.

The thickness of two gold coins is equivalent to the gold cake just now.

Chu Qingquan pretended not to see the interaction between the two, and started to cut two large strips of barbecue into small pieces - one piece of meat was half a catty, how to eat it without cutting it?

Zhuo Yao didn't dare to come back and sit down. He didn't have any gold coins!

Xiao Gangan was eating pig heart on the tree above Zhuo Yao. Some pieces of meat fell down and dropped on him with blood. Zhuo Yao was so angry - he didn't have gold coins, and he couldn't fly into the tree, and the branches were too

I can't resist his weight.

"Then who are these guys?" Chu Qing asked without forgetting what he just said.

Xiaobao said: "These are old 'landlords'. They usually rob passing caravans and do some private work when necessary."

Bandits who can take over the private work of the government are not like the "part-time jobs" of the landlords, squires or their subordinates, who only dare to rob small traders.

They are usually "professional bandits" who dominate mountains and rob houses. Sometimes they need the government to provide information or help sell stolen goods. People in the government are also happy to get "handling fees" for free to achieve the goal of "win-win cooperation".

Without the support of the "white way", how can there be a "underworld"?

Chu Qing asked: "You mean, our food team was really robbed this time? Who instigated it?"

Generally no one dares to rob the Chu family's team.

"Prefect Jiaxing," Xiaobao said, "Mother, do you know the current price of cornmeal? Twenty cents per catty! It's almost time to catch up with the price of pork before the festival!

Although our mixed flour tastes unpalatable and difficult to swallow, it is mainly made of acorn flour and mixed with whole grains. It is very hungry, and if sold, it can be sold for ten cents per catty!"

Chu Qing understood what Xiaobao meant. If he robbed the mixed powder, he could resell it, and it would not affect their high-priced grain.

"But," Chu Qing asked: "It's already halfway through February, and wild vegetables should be out. Look, the toon buds have grown so long. This is still in the north. Wild vegetables should be everywhere in the south, and the lives of the victims should be easier.

Bar?"

It’s warm in the south, and even wild vegetables can’t fill our stomachs. People should not starve to death, so food prices won’t remain high, right?

Xiaobao shook his head: "Mom, it's not as good as you thought. The mountains are green, but you know, after the landslide on the mountains, not many wild vegetables grew;

There is no road at the bottom of the mountain. If you want to go up the mountain once, you will not be able to get back for most of the day. Everyone is hungry. Who can have the physical strength to climb the mountain?

And now is the time when wild boars come down the mountain. After a winter of hunger, it is still a winter of disasters. I heard that even during the Chinese New Year, wild boars come down the mountain, unable to find anything to eat, and start eating people!

Not to mention the south, the same goes for the north. Hey, the wild boars we eat now are the ones we caught in Jishun Prefecture;

It’s not easy to go up and down the mountain, and wild boars and other large animals often appear there, so how can ordinary people dare to go up the mountain!”

"Isn't it okay to go together?" Chu Qing asked hesitantly, without much confidence.

How can ordinary people compare with the Chu family? The boys of the Chu family are all young and strong, and they stick together. If they want to eat, they will eat together, they will not eat alone, they will come together when something happens, and they will not leave their companions behind.

The common people have to tuck and hide some wild vegetables even when they are picking them, for fear that others will pick them too and they will not be able to harvest anything next time.

What's more, they won't organize themselves to go to the mountains to gather and hunt together. People have different abilities. If they go together, how will the final results be distributed?

Regardless of whether it is divided equally or according to the population of each family, those who have contributed more will definitely not be convinced. In order to order food, the whole village may have to fight together.

After Chu Qing asked this question, he added: "I didn't ask this question; but why is there no road? Didn't we start clearing the road a few years ago? Our family even helped!"

Xiaobao really wanted to touch his mother's head kindly and sigh "Silly boy", but after thinking about the golden cake, he swallowed it back and answered seriously: "We only have a few places to help."

How many roads?

Believe it or not, the road we opened with the front foot might be blocked by the back foot!

When the road is blocked, the court has to spend money to support it, so that everyone can share the money!

If you peel it off layer by layer, how much money can you really have left? How much money can you still have to hire people to clear roads for disaster victims? Who will do it for only three pennies a day? How many grains of rice can you buy with three pennies?"

Chu Qing was shocked: "Three cents? Ten years ago, a day's wages for part-time workers was twenty cents!"

Xiaobao said sincerely: "Mother, please discuss these words with Xu Guangze later. I have said too much, so you should say I am complicated!"

Chu Qing was speechless.

It's not that she doesn't understand that the "flooding" of food and salary, project funds, and the "burning expenses" levied excessively during taxation are all "income-generating" means for officials in various places.

What Chu Qing could not have imagined was that they would dare to do this in such a serious disaster!

Aren't they afraid that not many people died during the disaster, but a large number of people died after the disaster? Can they still be officials at that time? Aren't they afraid of punishment?

Xiaobao seemed to have understood what Chu Qing was thinking, and said to himself: "Those whose weeds are falling are those whose families have sold out all their acres of land and cannot get much food in exchange for it."

Yes, if they dare to do this, in addition to making a fortune, they can also buy cheap land.

When the people are desperate and have a civil uprising, they will blame the disaster: it is a natural disaster, not a man-made disaster caused by them.
Chapter completed!