Wen Rensheng stepped up his work while watching the battle in the north.
He needs more silver, more territory, and more manpower.
The official position of Bingbeidao is enough.
When the Zheng family dominated the East, they were just guerrilla generals at the beginning.
The value of this guerrilla general in the south is far less than that of military preparation.
Wenrensheng continues to increase supply sources and sales customers.
At the same time, efforts were made to open various factories to absorb refugees.
In short, these things require people, so just try your best to recruit people.
Anyway, as long as he keeps an eye on the food and ensures that there is enough food for the people in the system, he still has two years of reserves.
The best exchange for buying his goods is not silver, but rice and other long-lasting food.
Regarding this, the red-haired man was both happy and depressed.
I'm happy that I finally don't have to spend money to buy goods from the Ming Dynasty. I'm depressed because grain is not a high-value seaborne commodity and often plays the role of ballast.
Fortunately, red-haired people who started in business are extremely adaptable. If you can't beat them, then choose to use business methods:
In order to reduce costs, food cannot be transported long distances, and land along the coast cannot be purchased, so rice, sweet potatoes, and corn are grown on the conquered islands of Japan...
Including Annan, Taiyuan Island, near Batavia...
After the starch is harvested, it is processed into various long-lasting foods, such as extremely dry baked brick bread.
When eating, it must be soaked in water for more than 2 hours...
Even if there is mold, just use a knife to scrape off the surface layer. This is also one of the main foods during navigation.
The famous French stick was a real stick in this era, the kind that could really kill someone.
At this moment, Xiao Huan, who had not been seen for a long time, appeared again.
"Dad, what are you doing? There has been no sound for so long?" She looked around, as if she was standing on Wen Rensheng, and was very frightened.
"Play a game with a being." Wen Rensheng said.
As long as you look at it openly, everything is a game, the difference is just different emotions, anger, sorrow, and whether there are numerical values."
"Take me one, and I will bring Old Wei to play with me." Xiao Huan said, blinking his big eyes.
"Uh, can you come in?" Wen Rensheng looked around.
This world is a purely historical world.
"Yes, as long as it's not too modern, I can play whatever I want." Xiao Huan said proudly.
Wen Rensheng smiled slightly and had an idea.
"Well."
When the powerful and powerful people at the top compete with each other, the sun also shines into the bottom.
at the same time.
In the land of Gyeonggi, a dilapidated village.
It had just been plundered by a group of Jurchen sentries.
This group of sentry riders has the task of robbing young men and treasures.
If you encounter an enemy group, you will naturally leave Qingzhuang behind and return to the group.
Bodies were everywhere, and the blood was so bloody.
A teenage boy was struggling to pick up the broken body.
One after another, corpses with vivid memories were thrown into the well near his home.
Because he really didn't have the ability to dig a hole. It would be too difficult for the young man to dig a big hole.
He walked numbly, mechanically dragging family members and familiar people into the well one after another and pushing them down.
If outsiders saw it, they would definitely feel extremely miserable and sympathize with it.
However, among the corpses everywhere, these people who could still be buried hastily were much happier.
At least, they won't be eaten by wild dogs, crows...
At least there is a place to stay.
When the body was finally dragged away, the entire well was almost full.
He looked at the other corpses and shook his head. Then he found a stone slab and just wanted to cover the well. After resting for a while, he took a shovel and barely filled the well with soil.
Then the stone slab was covered.
After covering it, he leaned against the wellhead full of corpses in a daze.
If the well hadn't been full, he would have jumped in.
Just a trace of survival instinct, a numb mentality, and a well not full of corpses prevented him from doing this.
Of course, he didn't know that doing so would lead to groundwater contamination and even trigger a typhoid plague.
The best way is to put the bodies together.
Then throw in the firewood and burn it together.
But this is unimaginable for a young person.
Because what he usually hears the most is to bury the corpse and burn the body, which is what the army often does.
I don't know how long I rested.
He finally got up.
In fact, he was able to throw more than ten corpses into the well, which he would never be able to do normally.
With at most three corpses, he would be too tired to rest.
And now he has done it all.
After finishing it, he felt extremely hungry in his belly.
Instead of going to his own home, he ran directly to the east end of the village, where the richest family in the village lived.
Liu Dahu's family owns most of the land money in the village.
He is a distant relative of Juren.
These lands were also put under the name of Juren through his connections.
Contrary to what most people imagine, if it is not good land or fertile land, and if it does not matter, the juren will not take your land.
It might not be troublesome enough to ask for it.
Because if you want it, you have to deal with the yamen servants.
There are more than 800 acres of land in the village and a population of more than 300. Who can eat the produce of these lands?
This is not the future, where most people are struggling between life and death.
Or go out and do long-term work for others.
The young man entered Liu Da's house.
In the past, the concierge often gave him a steamed bun to eat.
The local dog at the door often wagged its tail at him.
Liu Dahu is a typical rural landowner, that is, he does not do evil but does some small kindness.
As long as the year is good, some food will be donated to the poor households in the village who cannot afford to take the blame.
There are still only a few big players who really do all kinds of evil.
Because in the countryside, there are mostly clans.
He is too evil, and no one sincerely helps him when there is a wedding or wedding.
He sighed and decided to regain some strength and bury the members of Liu Dahu's family.
It seems that not many people in Liu Dahu's family died.
The young men and women of his family were attracted by the men on horseback, and they were tied up with ropes and taken away.
Miss Liu, whom he had often watched secretly, was also tied to a horse and left.
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As for the other villagers, most of them were thin and could not walk very far, so they were killed.
He entered the gate and saw the old concierge lying at the door with his back to the gate.
Got stabbed in the neck.
Most of his neck was chopped open, and there was blood all over the floor.
He walked around carefully.
When I just arrived in the kitchen, the stove was still steaming hot.
Pancakes are baked on top.
It must be for those evil spirits on horses.
Do they also eat human food?
He picked up a piece of pancake with sesame oil and even eggs on it.
He was shocked immediately.
In the past, he had occasionally eaten Liu Dahu's pancakes, which still had to contain grains. As for oil, it was impossible. At most, they had a little salt, and they were very delicious.
At least you don't grind your teeth when you eat, and you don't have to worry about breaking your teeth if you eat too fast.
Generally, it is done when long-term workers go to work in the field.
But now there are eggs, oil, and salt.
He couldn't wait to eat it.
It seemed that the previous sadness, pain, and numbness were all buried in the scent of oil and salt.
He even had a very unconscionable thought. If he ate such pancakes every day, he would forget what happened before.
Just as I was eating, I heard horse hooves coming from outside the door again.
He had only heard that sound once, but he would never forget it in his life.
He was stunned. The half-eaten pancake he had just devoured suddenly lost its flavor.
The evil spirit is back!
He hurriedly looked around for a hiding place.
He was able to escape the disaster before, but his father pushed him, the incense spreader, into the firewood pile at home.
And now, he once again hid in the tall pile of firewood in the kitchen.
It is made of wheat straw and cotton stalks.
This is all good firewood, but poor families can only use weeds and fallen leaves to light fires, and many people can only eat a hot meal in two days.
He got in, covered his body with firewood, and carefully removed any traces.
These are all skills I learned when I was doing hide and seek in the past.
Don't show any signs of hiding, otherwise you will be found out immediately.
Why has hide-and-seek become a game that has been around for thousands of years on a closed land?
Because it has the most traditional use.
escape.
Those terrible evil spirits have indeed gone and come back.
In the eyes of young people, those are the most ferocious and evil government servants and white men in ten miles and eight villages. When they collect taxes, the most ferocious faces and the most vicious words are not as good as those evil ghosts.
.
At least the yamen and the white men didn't just slash at him with their swords, just like he did at a grasshopper.
Those evil spirits were the scariest things he had ever seen since he was a child.
They are the demons crawling out of hell, the ghosts in the mouths of the old people.
He saw with his own eyes in the firewood pile that the evil spirits were still talking to the family members with smiles in the previous lesson, and the next moment when they heard that they could not come up with 5 coins, they took out their knives and killed them all.
The young man has been thinking nervously.
With a full stomach and a dozen uneaten pancakes in the pot, he wanted to live again.
And at this time.
The sound of horse hooves is getting closer and closer.
Finally, we stopped in front of Liu Dahu's house.
"Those bastards who left early, didn't you tell them to leave something behind? Don't kill everyone."
"Yeah, it's another village that has been wiped out. It's hard for these idiots to find someone to cook for them."
"Go to that wealthy family's house and have a look. I told them this time not to burn the house until the infantry have lived there before burning it."
"Go quickly, go quickly."
"I hope they can keep a maid or something."
"Yes, Miss, I don't have any hope."
The cavalry dismounted and entered the yard of Liu Dahu's house.
The young man hiding in the kitchen on the east side heard more and more clearly and became more and more nervous.
He almost fainted.
The horrific corpses and dripping blood were brewing in his mind again.
At this moment, he couldn't help but hold his hands and pray to the gods and Buddhas in the sky.
Please, please let me get through this.
Let me, like everyone else, get through it.
Even if I starve to death in the end, please let me get through this.
Ergouzi will give you a golden body in the future.
He began to pray.
The Supreme Lord, the Queen Mother, the Dragon Prince, the Land Grandma...
One after another, the names of gods that he had heard and seen in daily life were recited in his mind.
But in his prayer.
The five Jurchen cavalry, no, to be precise, they should be said to be the cavalry of the Eight Banners of the Han Dynasty.
Let them do the work of arresting young men and searching for treasures.
Firstly, it is not too difficult, and secondly, it can improve their morale.
The scouts who actually collect battlefield intelligence are not collected at night. They are all the most elite white-armored ones and will not be distracted from doing other things.
These sentinels are searching for where there are wealthy families, which cities are well-off but poorly defended...this is the information.
Anyway, almost all the treasures they looted will be handed over to the masters of the Eight Banners.
If you want to keep it privately, you can keep a few dozen taels at most.
I can't hide any more on my body.
The method of hiding silver in the Valley Road, which contains six ingots and 300 taels of silver in one box, must have been practiced since childhood.
The five cavalrymen walked towards the kitchen talking and laughing.
They smelled the aroma of oil cakes.
"It's okay. Those grandsons still know how to leave food for the people who come after me. Otherwise, I will chop the mutton and eat it."
In the panic of the young man, the five people entered the kitchen.
Then I glanced around and saw no one.
Then he shared the fried cakes on the stove.
While eating, someone suddenly said: "Find some beans to feed the horses."
A man searched around the kitchen and found a bag of soybeans.
When I was about to leave, I suddenly noticed a line of footprints on the ground, which were rubbed footprints.
The Momo Lake leads to the firewood pile.
He smiled at several other accomplices.
They quietly took out their swords.
They are going to play a cruel game.
They walked around outside the firewood pile.
"There's a guy hiding nearby. Where is he hiding?"
"It would be nice if she was a maid."
"It's fine if you're a boy."
"Hahaha!"
They smiled cruelly, like gods who control the fate of others.
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The reason why massacre is addictive is that after some people have tasted the taste of arbitrarily controlling other people's lives, arbitrarily controlling other people's joys, angers, sorrows, and fears, they can no longer leave it.
They took out their knives and pointed them at the pile of firewood.
However, what surprised them was that what appeared on the knife edge was not blood!
But green slime!
"What the hell is this?"
"I don't know, open it and take a look!"
A cavalryman picked up firewood with a waist knife!
Screams rang out!
But it was not the boy who made the noise, but those cavalrymen!
That's right, the person who was frightened and paralyzed was not that boy!
But five evil spirits!
What did the five evil spirits of the Han and Eight Banners see?
I saw a monster in front of me in the pile of firewood!
It has snake-like tentacles all over its head, and there are all kinds of snakes!
There are 8 eyes on the face.
The whole body is covered with various spores!
Just looking at it will make your skin crawl all over your body, and one glance can make you suffer from obsessive-compulsive disorder.
"Monster, evil spirit!"
"Run!"
"Kick him to death!"
Five people said different things.
These few evil ghosts who had just killed countless people were stunned when they saw the real devils and evil gods.
Some people were rolling and crawling trying to run back.
Some people used their waist knives to hack and kill indiscriminately!
The monster suddenly stretched out two snakes and entangled two of them directly.
It seemed that they could break free easily, but the two people were frightened and screamed like crazy.
One of them took a waist knife and instinctively slashed at the snake.
To his surprise, the snake's body was chopped off!
Ten of them seemed to have recovered from their madness.
Quickly ran out the door!
Then he quickly mounted his horse and rushed out of the door.
Fortunately, the door of Liu Da's house is large and the opening is wide, otherwise, several people would bump into each other.
