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Chapter 51 Confused

 On the way back to Black Dragon King Mountain, Cao Yao kept complaining.

"His grandma agreed to hire a dozen carpenters and blacksmiths, but in the end it turned out to be three carpenters, four blacksmiths, two letterers and seven engravers. Even his mother, the miner, was considered a craftsman. What use were they? He also brought a wife and a child.

Heap!"

Liu Chengzong and Cao Yao rode their horses in front, Cheng Yun and Lu Bin escorted behind, and in the middle were the Liu family farmers in ragged clothes, walking in a meandering way to guard the grain carts. The procession was extremely spectacular.

Just like a beggar migrating.

Liu Chengzong, who liked to mention the leader of the Beggar Clan, was in a good mood and comforted Cao Yao: "Okay, Brother Cao, we are all talented people. If we survive this, Liujiazhuang will prosper in culture and education and business in the future."

"It's just you who are broad-minded." Cao Yao said angrily: "Yes, they are all talents. In peacetime, those two writers and seven engravers alone can support a bookshop; those two shavers and beards and the medical craftsman

There are many villages that can use it, but what do those who cook wine and sell sugar and paintings do?"

"The worst part is that even those who play the suona, those who make firecrackers, and those who tell fortunes are counted among the craftsmen. What kind of craftsmen are they!"

Refugees are also divided into three, six or nine grades. Farmers who work hard and are skilled in iron and wood craftsmanship are the most popular. Such people sign the deed of sale without any worries in the city, and most of them are reduced to those who have to be apportioned by the government.

Very few.

This group of people can run a bookstore, a barber shop, a winery and a sugar painting vendor. It is not difficult to set up a stall to tell fortunes and show people the geomantic treasures of the graves. After viewing the graves, they can hire a burial music player on the spot.

I got a 30% discount...but I couldn’t fill my stomach.

What they wanted were craftsmen, but Zhang Pan gave them workers and craftsmen.

Liu Chengzong is not heartless. Now that things have come to this, he must look away even if he can't look away.

"Anyway, I can't turn away from being a farmer. Even if we are all blacksmiths, we don't even have a kiln. We are short of manpower during the busy farming period, so we can only work as farmers."

Liu Chengzong said with a smile: "This Liujiazhuang is the place where we will do something famous in the future. After complaining, hurry up and think about business with me."

"Damn it, I originally thought that I could make back my money by planting 200 acres of land, but now there are a lot of people talking about it, and I can only make back my money by planting 500 acres of land. Besides, if you look at them like that, it's hard to know how to farm."
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Cao Yao rode half a circle, and finally looked back at the bankers who were lining up. He leaned on the horse and asked, "What are they doing?"

The old deserter leader was extremely disappointed with the farmers assigned by the county government.

In fact, Liu Chengzong understood his thoughts and hoped that the government would allocate more than a dozen households of craftsmen to set up a small military workshop, and he would be willing to do so even if it was in vain.

But seeing that there are not many serious craftsmen nowadays, and the dealers are mostly useless people, I feel unhappy.

Liu Chengzong's smile faded: "With 2,700 acres of land and more than 80 people, it's not a big problem to get back the money. It's a bit difficult to get more food, but as long as we get through it... Brother Cao, the world is in chaos, as long as there is food,

There is no shortage of people in this world."

"This is the truth. I know it, but I just want to feed them." Cao Yao hit his head with a riding whip: "He has a big head!"

You have to eat one meal at a time and do everything one by one.

Liu Chengzong had great expectations for Zhuangzi, who was named after his surname.

He said: "Nowadays, there is no shortage of people. A lot of land has been opened in Laomiaozhuang, but if we want to collect more grain, we still have to clean it up. The main shortage is grain, planting grain, farm tools and cattle. I will find ways to use the farm tools from Heilong Mountain.

I can borrow a little to grow grain, but to buy cattle, I have to rely on Brother Cao."

"Okay, I'll come with the plowing cattle, but I'm afraid there won't be enough rations, there are more than eighty people."

Cao Yao seemed to be moved by Liu Chengzong's optimism. He shook his head and put aside his negative emotions. On the contrary, he felt a little ashamed and said: "I didn't expect that the government would give back to the Sai refugees. It was a shame for you and spent money and food on Black Dragon Mountain."

You have to suffer here."

Liu Chengzong didn't say anything. After a while, he shook his head and said, "I want to come too."

He said: "I'm not afraid of hard work, nor of doing things. I've never failed to do anything assigned to me. I've always been able to do things well, but I don't know what to do."

Cao Yao echoed with a smile and said: "Don't say you are the second eldest child in the family. Even when I was your age, I knew nothing about it. I never thought that in the future, my father would say that farming is not good and I would waste food at home.

I went to serve as a soldier with four buns on my back.

Unexpectedly, I never went home again."

Liu Chengzong knew that Cao Yao could not empathize with him. Cao Yao had no other choice, not him.

He pointed his thumb at himself: "Growing up, I have never made any decisions. I have always been the leader at home, arranging arrangements for my brothers. I will follow. I am the general, giving orders; my brother is the officer, leading the team to execute; I

It’s the little soldier at the end.

But I never think this is wrong. My brother is great, and I am even more powerful. All their decisions are right. Just like my brother was dismissed from his post and sent to prison. I can't take the civil and military examinations. Others may think he is cautious and pedantic, but I know him.

If you do the right thing, beheading is also done.

Only this time, I thought my father and brother would have a good idea when I returned home."

No one has a good idea.

The Ming Empire, which came into the world three hundred years ago with the attitude of taunting the people and crusading against crimes, made it unbearable for people to live.

As my father said, the world changes too fast, and people's hearts always have to be a step slower.

On the one hand, people still believe in the imperial court, recognize their official positions, are loyal to the emperor and patriotic, and are willing to help the imperial court put an end to chaos.

But on the other hand, if you lift the veil of the thieves and bandits who are wreaking havoc everywhere, they are just hungry people led by deserters who don't want to starve to death.

Even the governor of a province would be confused by this. When the news of thieves ravaging Shaanxi was delivered to the governor's office, the person who reported it was beaten out. He said that these were not thieves, but hungry people.

What's more, Liu Xiangyu and Liu Chengzu.

Others were confused by being at a loss before the end, but Liu Chengzong was confused by the helplessness of his father and brother, which also gave rise to his thinking.

"The chaos is coming and Heilongshan will be unable to protect itself. Without Brother Cao's suggestion to buy the land, I really don't know what I would have done."

It was Cao Yao's turn to be puzzled. He asked: "There are rural soldiers in Black Dragon Mountain, and they are still building earthen fences. They can't do big things, so it's not difficult to protect themselves, right?"

Liu Chengzong nodded and said: "I thought so at first, but the map selection for the Black Dragon Mountain was made by my father and my son. At that time, we all missed one thing, there was no water in Liujiamao."

In fact, it shouldn’t be said that it was omitted.

As common people under the rule of the imperial court, they unintentionally put the Yan'an guards and troops who were close at hand into their considerations.

When Liujiamao Tuwei was built, it was a simple refuge. As long as it could block thieves when they came, it would be enough for the old, weak, women and children to have a place to take refuge.

In a place only a few dozen miles away from Yan'an Fucheng, if you encounter thieves the first day, the army will be able to kill them the next day.

No one could have imagined at that time that not only did the imperial officers and soldiers not dare to fight against the thieves, they would also trade with them.

"There are two wells in the village at the foot of the mountain. Once the village is lost, it will be besieged for three to five days. It will be destroyed without reinforcements."

Liu Chengzong raised his hand and said with a smile: "The solution I can think of is to serve as reinforcements outside."

"By the way, Brother Cao, let me ask you something." Feeling relaxed, Liu Chengzong suddenly thought of his uncle's wanted document and asked Cao Yao: "Have you ever been wanted?"

***The author has something to say***

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