Chapter 33 Side Effects of Establishing Kidney Pills
[PS: Overbearing is now three chapters a day. It breaks out occasionally. You have worked hard enough. Brothers, don’t just stand by and watch indifferently. Red ticket collection becomes fierce!!]
Thousands of people cleared wasteland, built roads, dug canals, and built dams for tens of thousands of families.
After spring comes, thousands of people may stay and become tenants of Wanjia.
In addition to clearing wasteland, winter crops can also be planted.
The most important thing is that if there is a large-scale mob, these thousands of hungry people can organize to protect thousands of industries...
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The more Chen thought about it, the more excited she became.
As long as we follow what Zhao Yuan said, Wanjia will reach a new level next year, and the number of tenants and land will double several times.
Large families with a traditional business model like Wanjia have a special liking for land, because tenants and fields are assets, and they are assets that continue to generate benefits and will never depreciate.
"Madam, it's not too late. People in Xujiaqiao are in a state of flux right now. Once someone makes noise and instigates, it will inevitably cause chaos. By then it will be out of control. It will be too late to clean up the mess. It's best to put out a notice immediately to appease people, and then go on a rampage.
Purchase grain. It doesn’t matter if the price is high. If you can’t finish it, sell it as seed grain next year. After this year’s drought, floods and famine, seed grain will be scarce and the price will rise, which can just make up for the loss of Wanjia’s purchase of grain at high prices.”
"Okay, great idea!" Mrs. Chen exclaimed.
That night, some important people in the Wanjia family went separate ways, posting lists, collecting grain, and some workers' families also moved to the Wanjia compound one after another.
The east courtyard still made preparations for serving porridge, and was busy until eleven o'clock in the evening, when Zhao Yuan climbed into bed.
After going to bed, Zhao Yuan couldn't sleep, staring at the door in a daze.
Will Wan Ling'er come?
What is she here for?
Tossing and turning and unable to sleep, Zhao Yuan managed to stay up until two o'clock in the morning. Under Zhao Yuan's gaze, Wan Ling'er secretly opened the door and slipped into Zhao Yuan's room.
Zhao Yuan's heart beat wildly.
"Zhao Yuan, Zhao Yuan..."
Wan Ling'er called softly. The room was a little dark, and Wan Ling'er couldn't see Zhao Yuan.
"what?"
"Ah... you're not sleeping!" Wan Ling'er was startled and patted her chest repeatedly.
"Wait for you."
"No need to wait, it will be here soon."
"What's coming soon?"
"It's coming, it's coming..."
"What's so fast...ah..." Zhao Yuan groaned, suddenly jumped up from the bed, covered his stomach with both hands, and his whole body was arched like a prawn.
"You...you...what on earth did you do?" Zhao Yuan knelt on the ground, sweating profusely in pain.
"It's okay, it's okay. Don't get excited first. Go to the toilet. You'll be fine after going to the toilet for a while." Wan Ling'er was afraid that Zhao Yuan wouldn't be able to hold back the pain and shouted out. He covered Zhao Yuan's mouth with one hand and messed around with Zhao Yuan's bedside table with the other.
He touched and hurriedly stuffed a roll of toilet paper into Zhao Yuan's hand.
Zhao Yuan didn't have time to think too much. He took the toilet paper, arched his back, and rushed to the toilet at a sprint speed of 100 meters.
This time, he continued pulling for another half an hour, which made Zhao Yuan dizzy and exhausted.
When Zhao Yuan staggered back to the room, he just entered the door and fell to the ground before he reached the bed. The feeling of being bitten by thousands of ants came again.
"Zhao Yuan, Zhao Yuan, use your own strength, you are too heavy, I can't drag you..." Wan Linger suddenly became anxious when he saw Zhao Yuan fell to the ground. After closing the door, he grabbed Zhao Yuan.
I dragged it hard on the bed, but it didn't move at all.
"What on earth did you do?" Zhao Yuan asked weakly.
"It's really nothing. After taking the elixir, I'll have to poop for a week. I poop every day at two o'clock in the morning. After pooping, my whole body will be very weak, and I will feel like being bitten by ants... Isn't it very painful?"
"Why don't you try it yourself?" Zhao Yuan was in so much pain that he had no strength to roll, and he lay paralyzed on the ground and stared blankly at Wan Ling'er.
"Don't be angry. You go to bed first. I'll use spiritual energy to clear your meridians and you'll be fine."
"Is everything okay?" Zhao Yuan's trust in Wan Ling'er has now reached its freezing point.
"Didn't you feel it yesterday? It only takes a while, and you will feel very comfortable, and then you will fall asleep."
"Well, help me get on the bed first...it's too cold on the ground, grab my arms...um...two hands...yes...yes...tug hard, hard...hard..."
"Finally in bed!"
Wan Ling'er spent a lot of effort and finally got Zhao Yuan onto the bed. He let out a long breath, and at the same time, Zhao Yuan also let out a long breath of relief.
After helping Zhao Yuan tidy up his messy clothes, Wan Ling'er took off her shoes and went to bed, and began to use her weak spiritual energy to help Zhao Yuan clear the internal organs damaged by detoxification.
The wonderful feeling of his limbs being dredged by spiritual energy returned to Zhao Yuan again, and Zhao Yuan let out a comfortable groan.
"Huh, you enjoyed it. I still want to clear your meridians on this cold night." Listening to Zhao Yuan's comfortable moans, Wan Ling'er pinched Zhao Yuan hard.
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"As long as you take one, I will give you a massage every day."
"Crow's Mouth, bah bah bah, you know how to massage? Humph, even if you know how to massage, do you have spiritual energy?" Wan Ling'er said sarcastically.
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"Zhao Yuan, don't be sad. Maybe one day, you will be able to cultivate spiritual energy." Seeing Zhao Yuan's silence, Wan Ling'er quickly comforted him.
"When did you start practicing spiritual energy?" What Zhao Yuan wanted to know most now was the world of cultivation, so he immediately took the opportunity to ask.
"I... was very young... when I was very young..." Wan Ling'er hesitated.
"How small?"
"Hey, hey, why do you keep asking these questions!" Wan Ling'er suddenly became angry, "I started practicing at the age of three, what the heck! I'm just naturally stupid. After practicing for more than ten years, I haven't entered the primary stage yet.
What's going on, what's going on... Ask, what the hell, it's none of your business... Huh, mice catch mice, mind your own business..."
"It's the dog that catches the mouse..." Zhao Yuan couldn't help but correct.
"I just like mice catching mice. Huh, you are so weird. You always don't open the pot and pick up the pot. My father said that I am not suitable for cultivation. I don't want to go to Xihuang Mountain in this life...
Zhao Yuan, do you think my grandma will recognize me as her granddaughter? Hey... Forget it, forget it. If you don't, then you won't. What's the big deal... Zhao Yuan... fainted and fell asleep, leaving me alone.
Talking so much nonsense..."
At this time, Zhao Yuan was already snoring slightly.
In the darkness, Wan Ling'er pouted and reluctantly continued to use spiritual energy to dredge Zhao Yuan's meridians.
Zhao Yuan slept until he was woken up at six o'clock in the morning.
While sleeping, Zhao Yuan was worried, fearing that Wan Ling'er would massage him and fall asleep like last time. Fortunately, when Zhao Yuan woke up, Wan Ling'er had disappeared.
While Zhao Yuan was secretly rejoicing, he felt a little bit disappointed in his heart.
Because many workers went home and left their families with Wanjia, there were not many people helping in the kitchen. The couple, Chef Luo and Chef Lei, both had red eyes, bloodshot eyes, and looked tired.
, they all stayed up all night.
Just as Zhao Yuan was helping to move the steamed buns and porridge to the west courtyard, some workers rushed to the east courtyard one after another with their children in tow. The east courtyard became more and more lively, and more and more people were helping.
As the saying goes, it is easier to celebrate the New Year when there are fewer people, and it is easier to work in the fields when there are more people. When there are more people, things get done very quickly, and some preparations for giving porridge are quickly completed.
Now there are more than 300 strong men in the east courtyard of the Wan family alone, and many of them are tenants who voluntarily live in the Wan family.
All the men changed into clothes from the east courtyard. The uniform clothes gave people an inexplicable sense of security.
Wanjia posted the list last night, and word of mouth spread among the hungry people, spreading it to ten and hundreds. In just one night, all the victims in Xujiaqiao knew about Wanjia's recruitment.
The effect is immediate.
Starting from three days in the morning, more than 2,000 hungry people swarmed to the gate of Wanjia West Courtyard to wait. Now they were not just waiting for a bowl of gruel and two steamed buns, most of them were just waiting for Wanjia's meal.
A job to live in. With this job, you don’t have to worry about freezing to death and starving to death in this cold winter.
At half past seven, we were ready to open the door for soup kitchen.
Hundreds of people in the same clothes rushed from outside the east courtyard to the gate of the west courtyard. It was still very visually intimidating. The originally chaotic scene was quickly cleared up, and some people who tried to jump in line were also queued up at the back.
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