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Chapter 2500 Who is bigger? (Additional update)

Temporary workers.

This may be a very popular word in the Internet of later generations. After all, if it were in later generations, this team of temporary workers would be quite powerful. They can reach the sky, escape from the ground, take the blame, and make cannons. They can resist things and seal their mouths.

, is simply an omnipotent existence.

In the Han Dynasty, temporary workers were not called temporary workers, but "big ones".

In the Tang Dynasty, the name was changed to "bad people".

Anyway, it has a long history and has been passed down through the ages.

It is like such a "big one" that is easy to use and can be used at any time. It can be used to sit, lie down, beat people, and set fire. Of course, everyone is happy, but everything has two sides. This "big one"

Of course, it also has its drawbacks.

Since it is temporary, it is equivalent to being precarious, and it is equivalent to how much money you get for how much you do. Therefore, in order to complete the task, of course, you have to fight bravely and work hard, but in the same way, in order to "complete" the task, you will also be sneaky.

, and by the way, get some benefits for yourself.

There is indeed a "Wandering Taoist Priest" in Xiahou, but this Wandering Taoist Priest is not what Lu Hong is looking for...

But the temporary workers don't care. Anyway, the task is to find the "Wandering Taoist Priest". If you find it, you will get a bonus!

Get the money first!

"Is there really a wandering Taoist priest?"

"Really!"

"Have you seen it with your own eyes?"

"I saw it with my own eyes!"

"If something goes wrong, your life will be at stake!" Lu Hong was still not at ease and continued to ask.

If you are an ordinary person, you will think about your own head at this point, and then think about your family, children, etc., but what is a temporary worker? It is a wanderer and a wanderer! If you can do something serious, who will be a

Temporary worker? Well, who is the big one?

So when Lu Hong asked, these big men said without hesitation: "I dare to guarantee it with my life!"

"..." Lu Hong was silent for a moment, nodded, waved, "Reward!"

So He He took the reward money and went to enjoy himself happily. Today he has it, he eats it today, but he doesn’t know whether he can continue to be a big man tomorrow. So He He? Take whatever money you have, hold on to it, and use the chicken feathers as arrows when you have them.

After passing Lu Hong, there will be no reward!

Lu Hong's men came up and asked: "We are now..."

Now that Xia Hou is involved, should we investigate this matter or not?

Lu Hong was silent for a long time, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "Check!"

……(` Pan)……

In fact, Lu Hong was looking in the wrong direction.

The other side.

Cai Yu was looking at the so-called "key points" with a sullen face, muttering in a low voice, "What's going on with these nine truths and one falsehood? If it's nine shallow and one deep, I know..."

"Hehehehe...you are so bad..." A young lady seemed to have heard something about Cai Yu's "nine shallow and one deep", so she leaned over and reached out under Cai Yu's robe.

, "I want to see how you are so shallow and deep, ah..."

Money is heroic courage.

Before Cai Yu, there was no windfall for a long time. Of course, he couldn't go to the sauna club in the Han Dynasty. Now that he has the windfall, he can't help but use his two, um, three legs to enter a high-end sauna club.

Bathhouse...

"Don't make trouble, oh, don't... scratch..." Cai Yu swallowed, "I'm thinking about something..."

The young lady's eyes were as charming as silk, "You are with me... on the bed, and you are still thinking about things... huh? Am I more important... or are things more important?"

"You are important." Cai Yu immediately replied, "By the way, let me ask you, if you want to tell a lie that everyone believes...what do you think is the best way to say it?"

"Who are you trying to lie to?" The little lady seemed to be getting more excited, she came closer and lowered her voice, "Do I know you?"

Cai Yu shook his head, "You probably don't know him."

Cai Yu himself is not a serious spy. In a sense, he is also a temporary worker. Who is the elder of the three assistants in Chang'an, and he can have some extra happiness.

"Then it's meaningless." The little lady's hand seemed to move a few more times under her robe, causing Cai Yu to take a breath, "Actually, if you want to avoid being exposed, it's actually very simple... just don't

They are all lies, but if you say something true, it becomes..."

"Fake...really...haha, I understand!" Cai Yu suddenly burst into laughter, then turned around and hugged the young lady, throwing her down on the bed, cupping her mouth and stroking her hands.

The little lady chuckled, pushing her gently while still stroking her.

"Haha, let you know how powerful I am!" Cai Yu shouted, and then halfway through the movement, he suddenly got stuck, blinked, and asked, "By the way, you said before that I was the most powerful... This is

true or false?"

The young lady was also stunned for a moment, and then she smiled coquettishly, "Of course it's true..."

"..." Cai Yu stared at the little lady, "This time I really want you to know that I am the most powerful!"

"Come on, come on, I'm afraid you won't succeed, ah, don't bite, haha, don't bite over there..."

……(/≧▽≦)/……

Rich people have many joys, but people without money often have only one sorrow.

Because there is no money.

Poor and humble couples suffer from everything.

Cai Yu is happy, because he has a salary that is guaranteed to be paid regardless of drought or flood. No matter what the situation is, he can get it. Although he will not become rich, he will not starve to death, and the key is that he still has considerable extra money to earn...

But for some handicraftsmen in Jizhou, this year's late autumn seems to have entered the cold winter ahead of schedule.

A large number of high-quality and low-priced items from Chang'an Sanfu have filled the market, and the handicraftsmen in Jizhou's current market have to bear the bitter fruit of bargaining sales. If the price is not lowered, no one will buy it! The same thing

You can use your money to buy Guanzhong products, they look good, and they look good whether you keep them at home or take them out, who doesn’t like them?

Then the local workshops in Jizhou became increasingly difficult. The workshops were in trouble and orders were reduced. In order to still obtain sufficient profits, they either increased production and sold at low prices. Another way was to lay off employees...

Of course, in the Han Dynasty, many craftsmen were temporary workers from beginning to end. There was no contract at all. Everything was verbal. There was no notice of termination of the contract until some people arrived with the finished goods.

After visiting the workshop, I found out that they had stopped accepting them a long time ago.

When you are extremely hungry, the sky is dark and your vision is blurry.

There is no pain in the abdomen anymore, maybe the pain has made me numb.

The emaciated body still had to drag a huge wooden bucket, lying next to the ditch and beating and starching the clothes hard.

The reflection in the water was dilapidated, like it was all she could remember.

She used to be young and lively before.

But she didn't know when she started to lose her liveliness. Maybe it was after her father's income began to decrease, or even no income at all.

Suddenly, she felt that her arms began to lose control, and then the leg on the same side began to twitch.

Beside the ditch, there was a girl similar to her. Her thin body was like a few pieces of wood supporting the outer layer of her robe.

The water is very cold.

She seemed to see her father coming back from outside still carrying the utensils he had worked so hard to make on his back with a look of sadness on his face...

"Not sold..."

Her mother said while wiping away tears.

Her father and brother lowered their heads and were silent for a long time.

"Tomorrow, tomorrow I will try again..."

Her father lowered his head.

"I'm going to the market to see if anyone is looking for day laborers..."

Her brother also said.

Short-term workers work for one day and are paid for one day, and the pay is pitifully low.

"But we don't even have money to buy food..." Mother's eyes were red and full of helpless tears, "How about I go find someone to borrow some..."

"Who has spare money these days..." Father lowered his head, "Besides, I've borrowed money before and haven't paid it back..."

Then there was an extremely oppressive silence.

"East of the city..."

"no!"

Then there was another moment of silence.

The girl knew what "Chengdong" meant. Because a little sister of her next-door neighbor was taken to the east of the city and came back in exchange for a bag of rice.

A half-grown living person then turned into a bag of grain.

The family ate it with tears.

"I can work, I can help wash clothes..." the girl begged, "I don't eat much, not much, just a little bit, a little bit... Don't betray me, father, mother, don't betray me...



The only response to her was her father's silence and her mother's tears.

"I go to the market to help people fight against things!" Her brother said, "I can make money, yes!"

But the market is not open every day. Even if there is a market, there are still families like hers frantically scrambling for the share of the few temporary workers. Sometimes her brother has it, sometimes he doesn't, and he has to accept it.

Lower pay than usual.

In order to prove herself and stay at home, she ate less and did more, and even wanted to chew her own hands and feet when she was extremely hungry!

Because at least there is still a layer of skin on the bones!

She struggled to lift the cone.

You have to wash three buckets every day to get one dollar. If one of the clothes is not washed well, is torn, or is not washed clean, not only will you not get the money, but you will also be deducted.

After all, clothes are money, and they require not only a deposit, but also a guarantor. If you are a refugee, not only do you have no money, but you don’t even have a fixed residence. Naturally, there is no guarantor. You cannot even do such a job, and you are not qualified.

.

Must...have to...wash...

She felt that the sky was getting darker and darker, and then the water seemed to be getting closer and closer.

She sank into the ditch.

The ditch is actually not deep.

But she didn't have the strength to stand up...

There seemed to be a sound, whether it was the water she was choking on or the screams of others.

The water is very cold.

But she seemed to feel that she had returned to her childhood, as if she had returned to her mother's arms.

"Damn, clothes! The clothes are floating away!" The supervisor's wife on the ditch screamed loudly, her voice was like a very sharp needle, pricking everything around her, "Quick! Go and give it to me quickly."

I'll get it back! Clothes! Leave that damn girl alone! Clothes! Quick, quick!"

She opened her eyes, but could not see anything, no light, no sky, no earth. She tried hard to open her mouth, but no sound came out.

Even if he made a sound, no one would pay attention.

Because that piece of clothing flowing down the drain is more important than her.

She sank.

died.

……_(: ∠)_……

A carriage was rickety.

The laughter and laughter behind the fine veil on the carriage were conveyed.

"The food at Tianxianglou seems to be a little worse recently..."

"Well, it's a bit off. It's said that the spices in Guanzhong have run out and the new ones haven't arrived yet..."

"No wonder, these people really don't buy it in advance when they know it's going to run out."

"That's right, I don't have Western spices now, so I feel like I can't survive! Oh my God, I can't even imagine food without spices! Can it still be eaten?!"

"It's true, there are spices and there are no spices, they are completely different things. By the way, these days... I heard that... some people deliberately destroy crops and hoard grain and grass, just to increase the selling price and make huge profits... This

matter……"

"Destroy Zhuang He? Who? Did you do it?"

"Who is so stupid? If it is ruined, how can we make money?"

"That's right... However, I did ask someone to spread the word, saying that the grain and grass crop was affected by the disaster and reduced production... Didn't we all agree on this before? What, maybe it was spread too much?"

"I don't know. I just heard someone said that we sent people secretly to destroy the fields, and they were caught. We wanted to kill an entire village to silence them..."

"Hahaha, what a joke. The more fake it is, the more outrageous it is. If this really happens, I say, if it is true, haha, I would be fine with some money. Why don't you bother to kill someone? I see, this

I'm afraid that someone is behind the scenes. Let's find a few people to check and find out who is spreading the rumors. We'll arrest them first."

"We? Let's let the people from the county government do it. Do we have to do some work even if we take our offerings for nothing all day long..."

"Yes, yes, just tell them to go!"

……ヽ()()……

Anyang County Magistrate slapped the table angrily, "How do you do things? Huh? I asked you to go to the countryside, conduct a good investigation, and handle the case well. The result is that you have a headache, and then you ask for sick leave! Is this the time to ask for leave?"

I still have a headache?! Do you know that someone is dead down there? Is it more important, the human life or the headache? Hmm?!』

The disciple Cao lowered his head and murmured in his stomach, "It's not fucking important, your black gauze hat is the most important," but he didn't dare to say anything, he just kept saying yes.

The Anyang County Magistrate was tired of scolding and sat there panting, "Say, what should I do now?!"

The disciple Cao continued to curse secretly. When he took the money, he smiled and didn't say what to do. Now if something goes wrong, he has to ask what to do? If you and a few squires hadn't joined forces to cause trouble, why would there be fighting and looting due to lack of food now?

What happened?

Anyang County was actually not affected by the disaster, there was no shortage of food and grass, and the harvest was pretty good.

But there is no shortage of Zhuanghe grain and grass. How can everyone make money when the price of grain is low?

So when something happened in Yingzhou, some people took the opportunity to cause trouble. On the one hand, there were rumors that money and food would be transferred to support Yingchuan. Because Yingchuan was hit by the disaster, the emperor had nothing to eat, so Anyang would naturally transfer food and grass there, and then Anyang

After the grain and grass have been transferred, does it mean that there is less local grain? If there is less local grain and grass, does it mean that it should be sold at a higher price?

After the results were circulated for a few days, many people believed it and started to make a fuss. Then the county issued another notice stating that the market was stable and grain prices were stable...

As a result, the people became more and more disbelieving, and even those who had not gone to grab grain at first went there now. Because some people said that the county's notice did not deny the mobilization of grain and grass to support Yingchuan in Yuzhou, so this thing is true!

Those who were unwilling to accept high-priced grains are now forced to accept high-priced grains. They even feel that if they can't get high-priced grains now, they will inevitably get higher prices in the future!

Originally, the county magistrate and the squire were all laughing, but unexpectedly things suddenly changed...

First, there were rumors that the price of food was so high because some people deliberately destroyed fields and crops, resulting in a poor harvest, so the price of food would be even higher!

So the looting became more and more intense. At first, the county magistrate and the squire didn't care, but the nervousness of the people led to fights, pushing, and fighting, and then people died.

Then there were rumors that the person sent to destroy the grain and grass was the squire himself. The squire colluded with the county magistrate to resell the grain and make huge profits!

Immediately, a gray-haired village elder ran to the county government office and accused the county magistrate. The county magistrate could only smile and said that this was not the case and that it was just a rumor. He immediately sent people to the countryside to investigate...

In the end, it would have been better if we didn't go down. If we sent officials down, it would trigger a new conflict. After all, these officials are used to being arrogant and arrogant. After going down, how can we suffer any hardship? It's a show, a show, a show.

, everything was left to the temporary workers, well, it was up to the boss to do it, so the boss naturally waved it with chicken feathers and asked for food and drink cards, which aroused more and more public resentment, and eventually evolved into protests and armed fights!

"How about..." Cao secretly glanced at the county magistrate, "Why don't you ask for some reinforcements? County Lord, you know that I have some big men under my command, and I can usually catch thieves, like now.

In this situation... it's better to call for reinforcements..."

"No!" The county magistrate puffed his beard and glared, "Can't invite! There is no help!" He had just written a memorial a few days ago, saying that his place was healthy and peaceful, and the people lived and worked in peace and contentment. Now, in the blink of an eye, he asked for reinforcements. This was not a fight on his own.

My own face?

"No matter what you do, I need to calm down the situation now!" the county magistrate said angrily, "Immediately! Calm down! I just want to calm down!"

The disciple Cao Yi grinned, obviously he was cursing secretly in his heart, but he had no choice but to bite the bullet and said: "How about... the county magistrate approves some more expenses, and I can recruit more senior people? There are more people," he said.

If we really encounter some trouble then, it will be easy to handle, right?"

The county magistrate felt a twinge of pain when he heard that it would cost money, but after thinking about it, he agreed.

The subordinate Cao excitedly went to the county magistrate with the money receipt approved by the county magistrate.

The county magistrate looked at the note, then looked at Menxia Cao, said "oh" and asked someone to withdraw the money, and then handed it over to Menxia Cao.

"This...the amount seems wrong..." Cao, the disciple, counted the amount and found that the money was 30% less.

"What's wrong?" The county magistrate said slowly, "For your sake, I'll give you an extra 10%, otherwise... don't think I don't know that you're taking free money..."

"Hiss..." Cao swallowed his saliva.

"Is the number correct?" The county magistrate looked sideways at Cao Cao.

"Yes, yes! That's right! That's right!"

The doorman Cao responded repeatedly, and then left with the money in his arms. After arriving outside the county government office, the doorman Cao thought about it, found a remote place, poured out more than half of the money in the purse, and put it into himself

Then he took his wallet, which was obviously empty, and went out to the street to recruit people...

First of all, I wish all workers around the world a happy holiday!

In the 19th century, many countries such as the United States and Europe gradually developed from capitalism to the imperialist stage. In order to stimulate rapid economic development and extract more surplus value to maintain this high-speed capitalist machine, capitalists continued to increase labor hours.

and labor-intensive methods to brutally exploit workers.

In the United States, workers have to work 14 to 16 hours a day, some even as long as 18 hours, but the wages are very low.

The supervisor of a shoe factory in Massachusetts once said this: "Let an 18-year-old boy with a strong body and a sound body work next to any machine here, and I can make his hair turn gray by the age of 22."

The heavy class oppression has aroused great anger among the proletarians. They know that the only way to fight for the conditions for survival is to unite and fight against the capitalists through strike movements.

The strike conditions proposed by the workers were to implement an eight-hour working day.

So, it’s good to have a holiday. Don’t listen to those nagging about blessings and patchwork. At least it’s a legal holiday!




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