The sky and the earth accumulate yin, and when it is warm it becomes rain, and when it is cold it becomes snow.
But the cold weather in the northwest has no way to stop the human race's enthusiasm for life.
Everything is in ruins and ready to be revived.
"Give me a break, I'm from the Kingdom of Shijun. I heard that you are lacking skilled workers in the animal husbandry industry, so I came here to work."
"Isn't this responding to the call of the big leader?"
Several strongholds of the Communist State have been built with a general outline, and the action is very fast. In fact, it does not take long to build a simple mountain stronghold, not to mention that the Central Plains army has also vacated its own strongholds, and foreigners
The large influx of people brings bustle and excitement to this cold winter.
Novel things are constantly introduced, and road construction is underway to facilitate more exchanges and trade with other strongholds in the future.
The market is always the first thing to be opened up. On the sixth day after the Communist Party stronghold resumed production, people began to set up street stalls outside the stronghold. Of course, most of the items sold were the only things left at home. Some of them were from the Communist Party.
Seeing some opportunities for survival, the people decided to sell the things in their homes that they could not use for the time being, but that might be able to exchange for goods.
These things may not be used by oneself, but others may be able to use them, whether by bartering or giving goods. In short, after these small stalls were established, they quickly formed a scale on the seventh day.
Bronze wares are already considered valuable items. In the past, the goods plundered by the Communist State were basically confiscated by the Central Plains people and became part of the public property. After these plundered things disappeared, some people in the Communist State
The tribesmen who were originally relatively well-off were suddenly destitute, because most of them followed Gonggong to attack the city and plunder the land, and robbed a large amount of property, while their own family did not have much native savings.
People who sell off their weapons, sell off their stone sculptures, lose their savings and become bankrupt, and those who have committed war crimes will naturally be sent to labor camps to cultivate public fields, and their family members must understand some truth at this time.
Only when you lose can you gain. When the external wealth accumulated through a large amount of plunder disappears, all you can rely on is still the little you have.
Some people were so cruel that they sold off not only their clothes, but also their house. They sold the larger house and exchanged it for a smaller one. They gained extra wealth and then bought items that were needed in large quantities at this time.
But those who can't be cruel still keep their houses and only take a little property to find ways to get some pottery to sell.
Selling pottery in the market is always risk-free, but you can't make a lot of money either. You can only make a small income and barely make ends meet. In short, you will starve to death.
"Selling oracle bones, fine oracle bones for divination!"
"The old wizard can do divination for you with only one shell coin!"
The oracle bones for divination are sold next door, and people are being paid to do divination for people. It seems to be a supply chain situation that can be seen everywhere. Someone asked the wizard, is your oracle bone divination true?
The wizard chuckled.
I, the assistant wizard who followed Gonggong in the charge, had fought against the Rainmaster Thunder God. I, the orthodox wizard of the Gonggong Department, can I deceive you about divination?
One shell coin, one divination, but everyone knows about divination. Ordinary burning oracle bones are used for divination. These can be manipulated by wizards. If you want good luck, it will be good, and if you want bad luck, it will be bad. Of course, if you want to divine
Good luck or specific hexagrams still depend on luck and techniques, and most people cannot learn divination like Wu Xian's, which is completely uncontrollable.
"Hey, today is auspicious. As soon as you enter the stronghold, something good will happen! If something good happens, come back later."
After the old wizard saw off his satisfied guests, the man selling oracle bones next to him asked: "Back then, you followed Gonggong and the Snake Witch, and you were extremely prosperous. Now you are doing divination on the streets here. How can you still have the glory of a wizard?"
The old wizard sighed: "That's what I originally thought. This time, one shellfish coin must be too little for this divination!"
"But the economy is not good now. My family is a key target. All the stolen goods have been confiscated. What the Central Plains people said is that they should be used for production and construction, and these things should be transported to other places for the circulation of goods, and
When we buy building materials, we don’t know where they are shipped, and we don’t dare to ask or tell.”
"I felt at that time that as a wizard, even if I starve to death, I cannot accept the belongings of these ordinary people to lower my status. But two days ago, I saw many people from the Central Plains gathered together.
, performing oracle bone divination with a chicken."
"Many of those people were wizards. When I asked about it, they told me that they were playing cards and told me the rules."
"I watched the entire game and guess what?"
The oracle bone seller asked curiously: "Is it particularly interesting?"
The old wizard: "I went up and gave him a beating. I was beaten to pieces. Looking at those particularly interesting oracle bones, I thought that the noble era of divination for wizards has passed. In the future, setting up stalls and playing cards may also make money.
A trade route for goods."
"Oh, by the way, those blank oracle bones of yours are too cheap. How about I sell them for you? Let's split the bill 30-70, me 30-70, you 70-70?"
The oracle bone seller was surprised: "What's more, you sell it and I'll see how you sell it."
The old wizard smiled: "Okay, I'll close the stall first."
The old wizard moved the stall to the back, picked up a handful of oracle bones, then turned sideways, dug two pits, and placed the oracle bones in one of the pits. He picked up an oracle bone, carved it with a knife, and carved it with the bone
The needle drilled out the texture, and then it was burned in the flame. After the desired texture was burned, rows of characters were carved out, and some ore was taken out of the pocket and started to be colored.
He repeated similar and identical work dozens of times.
The stall owner selling oracle bones saw that among the oracle bones, the color of ten oracle bones was green, the color of ten oracle bones was green, and the remaining seven were white.
After the old wizard finished processing, he returned to the stall, reopened it, dug some small holes, and placed the oracle bones with their backs facing upward to prevent others from digging them out, and arranged them neatly in five rows and five columns.
Soon, the second guest who came for divination arrived. After the old wizard helped him with the divination, he also conducted popular science on oracle bones for auspicious protection. The guest from out of town looked suspicious.
"Wearing special oracle bones can ward off evil spirits and avoid disasters, and even bring good luck. Wearing incorrect oracle bones may cause disasters. Although people's luck is determined by God, it can be changed by divination. I see you are coming from other places.
When I came here from the stronghold, I was a little confused about the future, so why not try your luck? I just opened this place not long ago. If you touch these oracle bones, you will get one for three times. It only costs two shell coins for three times."
"Sea shell?"
"No, no, no, just Tao Bei."
The migrant worker was very moved by the old wizard's words. He took two shells and gave them to the old wizard. Then he started to turn over the shells. The first one he turned over was a white one. He looked at the old wizard and the old wizard explained,
The white ones are lucky, if you miss.
The man continued to touch the oracle bone, and the second time he touched it, he touched a green one. The old wizard immediately congratulated him and said that he might have good luck today. The man was very happy and continued to touch it. The third one was white. He was a little disappointed, but
It would be good to have some luck, so I touched it one last time and the result was cyan.
In the Western Wilderness, the blue oracle bones symbolize the divine hexagram.
The man was immediately overjoyed, and the old wizard also stood up to congratulate him. After thanking each other, the man took the cyan oracle bones and left, and the old wizard put all the remaining oracle bones back.
The oracle bone seller was shocked: "You, you are lying!"
The old wizard was not happy: "He is happy too, and I am happy too. I didn't trick him. Why did I lie to others?"
"Isn't that what fortune-telling is like? Your stack of oracle bones can be sold for two shells, while my oracle bones can only be sold for two shells! I told you, you can't make money!"
Just as he was talking, a man from the Central Plains suddenly came. He saw that there was an oracle bone seller here, and came over to ask for a stack. At this time, the old wizard also came over: "Brother, are you buying oracle bones and going back to play cards?"
The people from the Central Plains turned around, saw the old wizard, and said in surprise: "You are the one who lost to our oracle bones two days ago."
The old wizard nodded and said nothing nonsense:
"Brother, do you want a tile? The special oracle bone tiles of the Western Great Wilderness, the blue divine hexagram, I can make them here."