Chapter 81 Old Man Jiang’s Magical Journey (Additional Updates for the Thousands of Rewards for Killing Tombs in the Desert)
The origin of that group of people who appeared in front of Suifeng Castle must start a few hours ago.
In the morning breeze, Old Man Jiang, who was accustomed to getting up early, took a breath of the air in the village that was full of the smell of garbage and feces, and then straightened his already somewhat bent waist.
Then, he tightened his belt tightly, which immediately made his stomach, which had just drank a large gourd of cold water, not feel so hungry.
There is nothing he, Old Man Jiang, can do about this.
In other words, these are some life experiences he has summed up after living for 57 years.
Indeed! Not long ago, they harvested a batch of wheat and millet; the family now had a batch of new grain, which allowed them to eat several full meals.
But life is not like this.
I don’t know what happened in recent years. I heard that the entire town of Datong, and even the north of the Ming Dynasty, was suffering from severe drought. God refused to let it go, and various monks and Taoists tried to pray for rain, but it had no effect at all.
So no matter what crops are planted, the harvest will always be worse than before.
In addition, in order to defend the Tatars, the imperial court began to collect the "Liao Xiang" in the 46th year of Wanli; the Tatars were not wiped out, but now they collected more and more money.
Anyway, after a year of hard work, the harvest is harvested every year. After excluding the land rent paid to Jiang Dashan in the village and various taxes from the government, the rest is definitely not enough to eat.
Every time before a new grain harvest came, there would always be two or three months of famine.
In particular, I don’t know why? After more than ten years of friendship with Liao Xiang, the Tatars outside the customs have become stronger and stronger, and now they have entered the customs for the second time to plunder.
So it happens to be the slack season after the wheat harvest, and there is nothing to do, so why eat so much?
Tighten your belt in the morning, drink a little more water to keep yourself full, and wait until it's noon time. Then, cook some multigrain porridge, and drink two bowls of it, which saves you another meal.
However, just when Old Man Jiang was using his years of experience in eating to survive, he was ready to save some food.
The situation has changed, and a series of events that followed were still talked about with great interest when Old Man Jiang died more than ten years later.
At that time, I saw a tall and smooth horse trotting along the dirt road in the village that was full of feces and garbage.
Old Jiang instinctively gave way to the roadside.
Why? He, old man Jiang, still has good eyesight, not to mention the dress of those soldiers on the horse.
Just the big horses below them are much better than when I went to the Loess Castle in the early years and saw the war horses of the servants of the Administrative Officer.
How could an old man from the village mess with someone who could ride such a magnificent war horse?
In addition, among this group of people there was a fat man wearing armor and a bulging body. With the eyesight of old man Jiang who had raised pigs for many years, he could estimate at a glance that this thing weighed at least more than 200 kilograms.
How much food does it take to raise such a fat man? Can he be an ordinary person?
I'm afraid I'll be knocked to the ground, so the collision will be in vain.
But what surprised Old Man Jiang was that amidst the neighing of the war horses, these war horses slowly stopped beside him. The first of them, a man wearing fine iron armor, showed a smiling face with eight big white teeth.
This is what he said on top of the war horse with his hands clasped in fists:
"Old man, we are all Dunjun in Suifeng Dun, and I am Yang Dongli, the leader of Ye Bu Shu.
My adults are looking for some labor these days to help repair some trenches around Suifeng Dun, as well as some other chores. I also want to trouble the elderly to spread the word in the village.
If anyone is willing to go, you can bring your tools and work there today.
Regardless of men or women, the daily salary is 100 wen, and a lunch is included."
After saying that, the man with big white teeth when he spoke continued to move forward with a few other people, and soon left their Jiangjia Village.
But in the following time, such a brief contact made Old Jiang fall into a huge dilemma about whether to go or not.
Let's go? This thing doesn't sound right at first sight.
Not because of anything else, but because the wage is too high. After living for so many years, this is the first time that he, old man Jiang, has heard that he can be paid so much for a day's work and even take care of lunch.
You know, ever since the imperial court implemented a whipping method more than thirty years ago.
It was stipulated that after all land taxes and corvées were converted into silver and turned over, it resulted in a situation where silver was expensive and copper coins were cheap; the ratio of converting copper coins to silver was originally higher, and copper coins were not so valuable.
In the early years of Wanli, 800 Wen coins could be exchanged for one tael of silver.
Today, it takes more than 1,800 to exchange for one tael of silver.
Especially some merchants and gentlemen cast copper coins privately, which are mixed with a lot of white lead. If they are such low-quality copper coins, you can exchange them for at least 2,000 wen for one tael of silver.
But no matter how cheap copper coins are, 100 cents a day is still too high to pay for food.
It's not like he, old man Jiang, has never worked for Jiang Dashan in the village. If he was in charge of food, his normal salary would be 30 cents a day.
So much so that when he heard such news, it was false.
But don’t you want to go? Old man Jiang always felt a little unwilling, as if he had lost a lot of money. Finally, after thinking for a long time against the big locust tree at the head of the village, old man Jiang decided: go.
Mainly because he believed that the nearby Dunjun troops guarding the fire road were all military households under the jurisdiction of Huangtu Fort.
Unlike those foreign border soldiers, we are all fellow countrymen, and we should not kill them to receive rewards with their heads; if we go to see them, it is just a trip in vain.
These days, it happens to be a leisure period for farmers, so leisure time is also leisure time.
With this understanding, Old Man Jiang called his three sons, a daughter and a daughter-in-law, as well as some other tribesmen in the village who were willing to go. After walking 11 or 2 miles, a group of more than 20 people came to Suifeng.
pier.
Then, there was a scene where old man Jiang came forward and asked if he wanted someone to work.
At the same time, Yang Dongli notified many people along the way, and this was the only person who came to take a look...
****
Facing the dry old man in front of him who called himself Old Man Jiang, he asked timidly. Hu Biao, who was demonstrating the assassination at that time, stopped what he was doing.
He raised his voice and said, "Ah Li, Yu Hanfeng, you two are going out to work."
After saying that, he stabbed him out with a single shot. A gun target was made of bowl-sized wood. Among the five black circles of different heights and sizes, the smallest one was stabbed.
The tip of the spear was so powerful that it directly pierced the entire length of wood.
Hu Biao's voice just fell, and the white-haired girl who was currently in the shade, waving a flying stone rope to practice her aim, put down her cowhide rope bag.
After carefully carrying a Fanyang felt hat, he walked out of Suifeng Dun carrying a seemingly heavy bag.
In fact, to be honest, after seeing Hu Biao's fierce shooting skills that pierced the wood with one shot, Old Man Jiang had already planned to leave.
But soon after, he completely forgot about this.
I saw the girl with paper-white skin under Fan Yang's felt hat. After he casually opened the bag, the old man's eyes straightened up.
Because it seemed that the bag, which weighed at least twenty or thirty kilograms, was all filled with copper coins.
What's more important is that the girl grabbed a handful of copper coins and started counting them, while still shouting:
"Uncle, that's right! We need people to work here. We need about fifty people in total. If you want to introduce other people, just call them.
Don't be afraid that you won't get paid after you work.
Now you all line up together. I will give everyone here 50 cents first. As long as they don’t slack off in their work, the remaining 50 cents will be given out after dark.
If someone knows how to be a carpenter or a stonemason, the salary will be increased by another 50 cents per day."
In the end, after Old Man Jiang got a handful of copper coins, he felt the real feel in his hands, and then he believed that everything was real.
Then in the next second, Ali was horrified to see this dry old man, and he suddenly jumped three feet high from the ground.
Even after such a vertical bounce, it was obviously stuck in the air for a while.
Good guy! With such powerful jumping data, if you put it in the modern NBA, it would be a pretty good one.
Unfortunately, after jumping so high, Old Man Jiang turned around and shouted:
"Big dog, hurry up and bring the people over to line up. The military men have paid their wages.
Sangou, don't you have quick legs? Go back to the village right away and tell your stubborn second uncle that the work here in Suifengdun is true.
Tell him to bring a carpenter with him. A few days of work here can take him a month of work in other camps."
Yu Hanfeng, whose left ear was wrapped with a large piece of gauze, happened to stop training and walked over.
