In 19102, if there were news on the Internet about a whole village of "rural bandit bullies" extorting newly developed companies or mines in the local area, it would definitely be one-sided and full of trolls.

But nowadays, not only the Han brothers feel that this compensation is only natural, but also Lin Sangwo and Jin Douji, who just heard the news, also feel that it is only natural.

Even the pit master surnamed Lin who was blackmailed naturally thought that he was going to be blackmailed. If the "tricksters" in Jiashan didn't ask for too much, then he might have agreed.

The Jiashan government, which represents order and royal law, even supports the local government to seek compensation for mines. The reason is simple.

It can appease the people!

Ordinary farmers who were once extremely oppressed now have a new outlet. They automatically assume that they are the owners of Jiashan, and feel that a foreigner who comes to mine the gold mines in Jiashan is here to rob them of their interests.

What's more, how rich are you guys who run gold mines? How can you afford three melons and two dates? If a few of them slip through your fingers, the villagers will have enough to eat!

The county guards and county supervisors in Jiashan were originally indifferent roles for thousands of years. However, Jiashan also has many mountains and little land, and there is no cultivated land. Households have fled, and the gentry is rampant.

Now these pro-democratic officials, large and small, have jumped out, determined to suck the skin and blood from the gold mine, and absorb this windfall as much as possible into their own insatiable desires.

"With a daily output of more than ten taels of gold, how much money and food is this pit master willing to pay?" Hong Dashou was a little curious.

"Two hundred bags of rice per month." Han Sanshi said a number.

It’s hard to tell the exact quantity of a bag of Li Chao’s white rice. Although it’s a unit of measurement, sometimes it’s more than 70 kilograms, and sometimes it’s less than 40 kilograms. The median value is 55 kilograms, which is 11,000 kilograms a month.

Rice is neither too much nor too little.

The city of Jiashan is the seat of the whole county. There are only about 4,000 people in the city. The total number of people living in the four fields is 20,000. This little rice is nothing at all. Half a catty of rice per person? That is not enough for a big pot of thick porridge.

Woolen cloth.

Although in fact the only ones making the noise were the local people in Jiashan County, and there were also cowardly people who did not dare to cause trouble, these people were all excluded. The total number of people inside and outside the city was only about three to four thousand people making noises.

"It's really a bit lacking!" Although Hong Dashou was from a later generation, things were like this these days, so he still chose to go with what they said.

"Brother Hong, look at it this way! That little rice guy wants to get rid of us!" Han Sanshi found a confidant and felt that he had another supporter, the support of Liangban who recommended Hanyang.

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"I have to double the amount. Four hundred bags a month is still satisfactory!"

"That's right! Who doesn't listen to good advice? He can't tell the difference between a good word and a bad word. Not long ago, he had a fight with the folks from Liulin Cave and injured several people on both sides."

"They're not willing to go up at all?" After all the fights, everyone who is a businessman must know the principle of making money by being friendly.

"Three hundred packs a month, no more!"

"Where are the adults in the county? What do you mean by Xiang? Have you sent someone to ask questions?"

"Sir, you are just waiting for us to make a big fuss so that we can cut off the meat from the man named Lin." Han Wushi suddenly interjected with a hint of disdain.

"So what's going on now?"

"The villagers guard the crossing day and night to prevent the carts carrying coal and firewood from entering to see who can't survive it first!"

One relies on his own strength, the other relies on the geographical advantage!

When things get to this point, there is blood all over the place, and it is impossible to resolve the situation peacefully.

Although as the saying goes, a huge grudge can always be filled with a huge amount of money. But it is obvious that the gold mine is not willing to give out a huge amount of money.

No one can make peace at this time. Unless one party completely gives in and agrees to the other party's conditions, otherwise there will be no good relationship.

Hong Dashou would definitely not even dare to fart when it comes to this kind of thing. Where is the loess that doesn’t bury people? Even if it doesn’t, where is the mine that doesn’t bury people?

Among thousands of pits and alleys, just fill in two holes at random, and with the current criminal investigation technology, you will not see the light of day!

At this time, the government relied on its authority to coerce both the pit owners and the villagers, and then asked the local Liangban in the countryside to act as guarantors to temporarily suppress both parties and form a false harmony.

"Are you ready to continue fighting?"

"We have to make it clear!"

"I'm afraid it won't take more than a month or two, and you can't find a few of them. This family will always have something to eat!"

"That's what I said! But there is nothing we can do."

"That's it, I'll go to Hanyang first and leave my address at the store in Hanyang, Wan Shang. You guys can come look for me when you get there, okay?"

"Okay, we'll come as soon as the matter is over!"

The Han brothers were happy to agree to it, so who would they work for? Hong Dashou would definitely not short-change their wages. This is all based on the trust based on the friendship that led to their lives.

I received a wonderful reception all night, including food and drinks, hot wine and dishes, and a large bucket of water for bathing. The saying "relying on friends when going out" is true in ancient times. It is always more comfortable to stay with relatives and friends than to stay in a hotel.

Before leaving, Hong Dashou gave the Han brothers a one-hundred-tael voucher from a Taiwan merchant. This was exchanged for rice cloth from the people who came to help, which greatly improved Hong Dashou's economic situation.

Han Sanshi and Han Wushi did not refuse at all. Since they agreed to Hong Dashou, they would definitely go to Hanyang to join him.

My brothers are not pretentious or hypocritical.

Apart from this incident, Hong Dashou had nothing to worry about on his way to Hanyang.

Huanghaidao still looks dilapidated, or the entire eight roads are in this dilapidated look.

The originally silent and uninhabited land suddenly appeared again. In the uninhabited land where one thought there were more than a hundred people living and bones exposed in the wild, there were actually smoke rising from cooking stoves in twos and threes.

It's like the grass that is trying to stand out in the ground. But when the climate is slightly better, it tries to sprout. From the cracks in the rocks, from the wasteland, and even from a handful of floating soil on the rocks, a small sprout grows.

Small, so small that the tip of the bud is almost invisible.

The village, which had been destroyed by war, banditry, drought, fire, and harsh government, had a few crooked wooden frames erected and earthen walls made of straw and mud paste, and it once again became a hut that could provide shelter from the wind and rain.

How should I put it? What is the difference between this world, people and the grass in this wilderness?

After all, it’s just life!

Passing by the wild shop outside Pingshan County again, only the ruins were left, and the village outside the shop was also in ruins. After all, people are not grass, and they will not have the vitality of grass.

The cruel years have still left ugly traces on this land. It may be three years, it may be five years, or it may be ten years, these traces will be erased by time.

When everyone who has experienced it dies, there may be only one sentence left in the annals of history.

"In the second year of Emperor Chunzong's reign, there was a severe drought in Huanghaidao, and people were hungry and eating each other."
Chapter completed!