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Chapter 439: Natural or man-made disasters

Monk Wugou left, and Yunzheng couldn't find someone to discuss it with. To put it bluntly, the talent show girl means using ten thousand points of hope to gain a slim chance of one ten thousandth.

Okay, naturally you can enjoy endless glory and wealth, but not good, your fate in this life will be miserable. It is the stupidest thing to pin your destiny on the favor of a man, especially if you pin it on the emperor.

Fall in love with this...

Yun Zheng walked in the snow and shook his head. Unknowingly, he walked to the edge of the workshop. When he saw a dark group of people eating around the fire pit, Yun Zheng woke up. He had actually fed so many people?

Maybe I stared aimlessly at a woman for too long. The woman put down her job tremblingly. Before she could say anything, she began to cry. She pulled out two children from the crowd and said with sobs that these were not her children.

The child from a relative's house was so hungry that she couldn't bear it, so she brought the child over to eat.

Looking at the two children with rice grains still stuck to the corners of their mouths, Yun Zheng frowned and said, "People have to eat when they are hungry. There is nothing you can do about it, but you can't waste food. Look, they all ate it on their faces."

, and I don’t know how clean it is.”

The woman was stunned for a moment, and quickly picked off the rice particles on the child's face and clothes and stuffed them into her mouth. Yun Zheng nodded and continued walking to the edge of Huanhua Creek with his hands behind his back. Here, he would only know

You are causing trouble for everyone, everyone is eating and drinking, and you, a landlord, are just messing around.

After Daxue's repeated efforts, the heat in the earth finally dissipated. Now the ground can no longer melt white snow. The entire earth is completely white and very clean.

He stepped on the inch-thick snow and thought, this scene should be able to recite one or two good poems, but Yun Zheng couldn't recite it no matter what, even plagiarizing the mountain dancing silver snake and Yuan Chi Wax Figure

I don't even have any thoughts.

The first time snow fell in Chengdu, it was like a dog's day. It was originally a spring city that felt like spring all year round. It should have been green in the winter, but now it was better, completely covered by heavy snow.

From the bamboo forest around me, there are constant harsh sounds of bamboo breaking, just like the cry of a person dying...

The emperor was a good person and knew how to take away beautiful girls from the people when everyone was running out of food, so as to reduce the pressure on the officials and others to eat.

Taking away one or two beautiful women and stuffing them into the harem is a bastard. If he had the ability to stuff all the women who had no food in Sichuan into the harem, Yun Zheng would definitely bow down and bow down. This is fucking supreme.

of merit.

I'm so worried. Just now I was angry about the Lanlan draft, but now I'm worried about the food problem for a large group of people. Four to five hundred mouths together are a huge bottomless pit. If it only needs to be filled for a few days, it doesn't matter.

, but if you want to stuff their mouths with brown rice all winter, you will die.

The food in the granary is decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye. If this continues, rats will starve to death in the granary in a month. Looking back at the women looking at themselves from a distance, they are even more worried. How can they be so fertile?

Everyone would bring at least one or two babies over, and more often there would be three or four. Some of them are obviously little girls, so why would they bring back two babies? Could it be that older girls also have babies? They don’t even need their own reputations.

The Yun family has money, but they can't buy food with the money. Those damn grain merchants actually plan to store the food until there is no supply and then sell it, because then they will sell it at a good price.

Yun Zheng agrees with this kind of business operation method. A businessman is a profit animal. It is his bounden duty to earn the maximum profit. A businessman who does not extract the maximum profit is not a good businessman. As for talking about morality with businessmen, this

This is basically talking to a cow. Ethical businessmen would have been defeated by their peers or starved to death.

Beheading is actually a good method. Yun Zheng also agrees to use such brutal methods to deal with those merchants who live in Qiqi. Unfortunately, the father of Zhao Zixing, the prefect of Chengdu Prefecture, has a soft temper and cannot afford such a butcher's knife. Although

The Yongxing Army was under his control, but he rarely used those Qiu Ba. The Yongxing Army spent most of their time in Chengdu performing various performances to win the favor of the people. Even the Yun family could not defeat the Yun family with a hundred or ten people.

The army is the first choice of Chengdu Prefecture to perform Nuo operas.

Yun Zheng suddenly stopped and threw away the ice cubes in his hands. Yes, there is food in the army. Those Qiu Ba have a lot of food. Every autumn harvest, Chengdu Prefecture will give priority to those Qiu Ba's military rations, and then

It's the government treasury. The Changping warehouse in Chengdu Prefecture is now more than half empty, and winter has only passed less than half.

Everyone knows that the big disaster will come after the beginning of spring. This time, the whole of Sichuan will be affected, not Chengdu Prefecture. If you want to transport food in from Jianmen Pass, God knows when it will happen. Yun Zheng only needs to think about the rugged Jinniu Road.

, and the steepness of the plank road, my scalp felt numb.

Since ancient times, food shortages have generally not occurred in Shu, but once they occur, there will be starvation everywhere. Even if the court desperately rescues Shu, the steep mountain roads can not only protect Shu from harm, but also prevent Shu from being rescued. In the world

There is no such thing as a good thing. Think about it. When Zhang Xianzhong killed people in later generations, he closed the Jianmen Gate and the people in Shu didn't even have a place to escape.

Now the Shuzhong Basin has really become a big basin, and then heavy snow falls from the sky. I heard from Zhao Zixing that in some states and counties near the north, the snow is already two feet deep in some places. This is definitely God punishing Shuzhong.

There were thunderstorms ahead that destroyed Chengyan Temple, and now there is heavy snow.

Classes were suspended in the academy, and classmates Zhao Zixing and Cui Da came to visit Yun Zheng. It was probably because there was no food in the academy, so Mr. Peng Li did this. A group of people ate up a large pot full of chicken feet at Yun's house.

After drinking the two jars of steamed wine, everyone turned red and started talking nonsense, and then they were satisfied.

"My dad is so unlucky. Originally, these things were all his fault, Zhang Fangping, but he ended up being trapped in Kuimen and unable to enter Shuzhong, so my dad had to reluctantly take over this mess. To be honest with Brother Yun, my dad has already taken over the family's affairs.

My meals have been reduced by one meal. Tell me, I live in a yamen, and I can always hear my stomach growling in the afternoon. My mother saw that I was pitiful, so she secretly gave me a few pieces of mung bean cake, which she held in her mouth before eating.

, I was slapped on the back of the head by my father, and the mung bean cake flew out. It’s so pitiful, there’s no place to reason.”

"Mr. Zhao is an upright and good official. It is his virtue to share joys and sorrows with the people. Please stop saying a few words. I am also worried about food now. There are hundreds of people in my family who need to eat."

Cui Da shook his head and said: "Don't think about it. I stole a few buckets of rice from home to help my classmates. Do you know how I stole it? I stuffed it into my crotch and stole it. I stole it too many times and my father discovered it.

My father, who had never laid a finger on me, whipped me severely with a bamboo board. My mother, who loved me the most, didn't even help me, she just wiped her tears aside.

I just don’t understand. My family runs a grain store, so a few buckets of rice is nothing. My father finally said that his classmate didn’t have rice to eat, so he would rather give him some money than rice. I still haven’t figured it out.

"

Zhou Tong said with a gloomy face: "The two are of course different. In a disaster year, food is human life, and money is worthless. Your father is a grain merchant. He will definitely receive a notice from Yahang. How much rice is sold every day?

Yes, they are all waiting for the grain in Changpingcang to be sold out. Once the grain in Changpingcang is sold out, they will sell the grain at a gold price.

You don’t know, Chengdu Prefecture has been very mature in the past few years. Last year, Li Yuanhao launched a massive attack on Luzhou, Suidezhou, and Baoanjun Road of Yan’an Prefecture. I heard that the people in those places were all plundered by the Xixia people. We in Shuzhong

All the grain has been transported there, otherwise, Changpingcang alone would be enough to feed us in Chengdu for two years."

Yun Zheng smiled and didn't say anything unnecessary. Although he was more anxious about his own affairs, he still maintained his composure, at least maintaining a certain demeanor in front of these people.

He can't take care of other people's families. The only thing he needs to worry about is whether his family can have enough food and whether the people in the workshop can have enough food. Seeing Hua Niang looking at him anxiously, Yun Zheng sighed, it seems that he still needs to take care of it.

Those prostitutes and turtle masters in Lingxi Pavilion are just here. What are they doing?

After seeing off his classmates, Yun Zheng asked Han Niu to pack two bags of rice and some bacon from home and deliver them to Mr. Peng Li. He could not give more at one time. If he gave too much, the old man would help others and let Han Niu

I specifically told the old servant that this is for my own people to eat, and outsiders really don’t have the energy to care about it.

After returning to the study and just sitting down, Hua Niang and Lu Qing Qing hurried in. Lu Qing Qing's expression was very ugly. She had not borrowed food from her parents' family. When Hua Niang saw Lu Qing Qing's expression, her expression also dimmed.

"It is certain that we will not be able to borrow food. Lu Weng plans to keep the food until April or May before distributing it. It is the most difficult time at that time. In fact, there is no shortage of food in Chengdu. The food is all in the hands of grain merchants, but they don't have it."

They are willing to sell, so they create the illusion of food shortage. This year's summer harvest and autumn harvest are actually not affected. Look, the farmers are relatively calm. The only ones who are panicking are the weavers and the people in the city.

Our ancestors were right not to want to borrow food now. The hard times have not yet come. Poor people who cannot afford food will starve to death in April and May. Therefore, this disaster is not actually a natural disaster, but a man-made disaster.

right."

Hua Niang lowered her head and said: "The girls in Lingxi Pavilion queue up to buy grain, but the grain in Changpingcang is only sold to the common people, not to prostitutes. Some sisters are willing to trade their bodies for it."

Yun Zheng smiled and said: "There is actually food. It doesn't matter. I will get the food back in a few days. There may be a bit of noise." (To be continued)

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