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Chapter 60 Demolition or Doing Good Deeds

In this regard, Su Shi just thought that all this was because of Princess Fukang and didn't think much about it. However, when Lou Yang behind him placed a small jar of burning knives weighing only a kilogram in front of Miao Xiu, the other party was still confused.

He looked unhurried and unhurried.

"Okay, the wine is here, and it will be put into our Miao Liquor Shop later. It will definitely make money." He didn't mean to open it and look at it. Miao Xiu just took a look and said this.

’s words.

Su Shi was a little puzzled by all this.

When the goods arrive, shouldn’t they be inspected?

He had never even shown Princess Fukang this roasting knife. After all, this was not something for children to drink.

Even Princess Fukang didn't know the benefits and power of burning knives, how could she tell the Miao family?

Why do the Miao family believe in themselves so much that they can make money without even drinking?

Thinking about it, he was really puzzled. Su Shi wanted to ask several times, but was interrupted by Miao Xiu.

The two of them chatted like this for more than an hour. Seeing that Miao Xiu seemed to be going over and over again what he said in the scene, and there was nothing new, Su Shi knew that it was time for him to leave, otherwise he would really want to please others.

Too bad.

Su Shi said goodbye politely.

Miao Xiu sent him off warmly.

Outsiders saw that they were really harmonious, but only Miao Xiu knew that today's meeting was just a formality. What the Miao family gave was not Su Shi's face, but the official family and His Highness King Jing's face.

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After leaving the Miao Mansion, Su Shi went to Qian Bao's house again. All the tea bricks from last night were taken away, and he needed to continue to replenish them. Moreover, he had negotiated a knife-burning business with the Miao family today.

Soon the other party will know the benefits of this wine and will purchase a large amount of it. They also need to prepare a lot of it.

Exchanging these things requires a lot of exchange points, and Su Shi obviously feels that he is a little stretched. If it weren't for the support of more than 400 people in Shanhou Wangzhuang, I am afraid that he would be unable to do anything now.

"We still need to find a way to increase the exchange points. Go and call Zhou Quan over." Su Shi thought for a while, and thought of Zhou Quan, the Bianliang Tong.

Feeling about what happened at Shanhou Wangzhuang, Su Shi had an idea of ​​his own.

After what happened last time, Zhou Quan was shocked by Su Shi's generosity.

It should be said that there are indeed many rich people in Bianliang City, and there are even more wealthy people. But not all rich people are like Su Shi, who do not regard money as money.

Indeed, after the system was established, Su Shi really didn't regard money as money. What he wanted was more faith points.

After learning that the young man in white was looking for him, Zhou Quan rushed to the Caishui River without saying a word.

"Master, please look for me." As soon as they met, Zhou Quan quickly greeted him with a flattering smile on his face.

"Yes, I have something to do with you. Please tell me where in this capital city there are the most poor people. If Master, I want to give out porridge, where would it be more appropriate to choose?"

"Master, do you want to do something good?" Zhou Quan asked in surprise after hearing this.

"Yes, just do good deeds." Su Shi chuckled, this was the method he just thought of.

Since he could get faith points by rescuing the refugees in Wangzhuang after they came down from the mountain, he wanted to try now to see if he would get the same result by rescuing other people.

Zhou Quan understood what Su Shi meant, but he didn't have a clear idea of ​​how much good deeds he would do, so he asked, "But I don't know how much money the young master is going to give?"

"Haha, money is not an issue. Just tell me where in the capital there are the most people in need of help." Su Shi laughed. He knew what Zhouquan meant. Speaking of which, people were also thinking about themselves, but he didn't

Understand your own situation.

Seeing that Su Shi was so confident, he thought about it carefully and said: "Actually, there are still many poor people in the capital, but the people who need help the most are the refugees outside the city. Because they are too numerous,

If there are too many, they can't enter Bianliang City at all, so they can only stay outside and wait for help from kind-hearted people."

Zhou Quan also came from a poor family, but he got through it because of his quick thinking. But he still sympathized with the poor in his heart.

"Oh, what are you talking about? Let's get going. By the way, clay figurine Zhang and Lao Youtiao, you go buy some food now and send it to Nanxun Gate." Su Shi said as if he couldn't wait.

For those who didn’t know, I thought he was a target who wanted to be rescued.

Then the carriage headed out of the city. During the journey, Su Shi also chatted with Zhou Quan, learning about the refugees outside Bianliang City.

The Song Dynasty was indeed a troubled dynasty.

Of course, it was the same not only in the Song Dynasty, but also in the Tang and Ming Dynasties. But in comparison, the Song Dynasty seemed to have more natural disasters.

Natural disasters such as floods, droughts, insects, locusts, hail, earthquakes, winds, frost and snow, epidemics, etc. will all cause agricultural failure and subsequent hunger and death.

Let’s not talk about the distance, just say that near Bianliang, the capital, there were 162 droughts, 81 rains and 45 colds during the Northern Song Dynasty. On average, there were one to two major disasters a year, and countless minor disasters.

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Rich people have the ability to withstand disasters, so they can tighten their belts to live a better life. But for ordinary people, once a natural disaster occurs, they will often lose everything, and then they will wander around in order to survive and become refugees.

Main force.

If such a refugee is not handled well, once he is taken advantage of by someone with intentions, it will become a huge force, and then turn into a huge disaster.

Therefore, the Song Dynasty once stipulated that local governments have the obligation to resettle refugees. But unfortunately, there are policies from above and countermeasures from below. When the number of refugees is too large, the local government's best efforts are not enough to deal with the problem.

, there is only one thing left for them to do, and that is to drive them away.

That is to say, drive these refugees away from under your nose and drive them to other places. This is the so-called out of sight, out of mind.

For example, one of the original intentions of the Green Crops Law in Wang Anshi's reform was to provide loans to farmers to increase their ability to prevent stress and disasters.

Su Shi would not engage in any kind of reform. This would be tantamount to making an enemy of the majority of those who would benefit. In that case, if he were not careful, he would stand on the cusp of the storm and be swallowed up by others.

What Su Shi is thinking about now is how to gain a foothold, how to protect his parents, and how to allow them to stand upright and be accepted by everyone. As for other important things for the people, let those who are not afraid of death do it.

Of course, Su Shi won't do big things, but he doesn't mind doing good deeds like giving out porridge. This will not only build his reputation, but more importantly, he can get more faith points. This is his ultimate goal.

Caused by.

Once the tea bricks and burning knives start to sell out, you can imagine how many faith points will be needed every day. How can the more than 400 points in Shanhou Wangzhuang alone be enough? Su Shi needs more, or the more the better,

He also wanted to see what good things there were in the unlit redemption pages in the system.

While chatting with Zhou Quan, he left the inner city and exited the Nanxun Gate. Then, following Zhou Quan's instructions, he did not continue heading south, but turned in a different direction and headed west.

"Master, there are too many refugees. If they block the city gate, no one will be able to pass. The government has issued an order that they cannot be stationed within five miles of the city gate. We hope I can see them."

They need to walk further west."

Listening to this answer, Su Shi nodded. He said why he didn't see the refugees gathering when he came to Bianliang. There is such a command in love.

In this way, after walking another five miles to the west, we could already see some refugees in ragged clothes.

Compared with the people in Wangzhuang behind the mountain, the situation of these refugees is not much worse. Where Su Shi looked, he could also see government servants wearing soap clothes, carrying

The body was sent to a donkey cart not far away.

Needless to say, these are all refugees who starved to death due to delayed disaster relief.

Outside Bianliang City, at the feet of the emperor, people were starving to death. It is conceivable that no one could guarantee the safety of the refugees in other places.

If Su Shi was deeply touched and shocked when he saw more than 400 people in Wangzhuang at the back of the mountain. Now, the number of refugees in sight has reached nearly 10,000, and this visual impact is even more shocking.

Su Shi was shocked in his heart, and it also made him feel the benefits of socialism in later generations.

Even if people's incomes are different, at least they won't starve to death.

At least people have human rights.

But in the feudal dynasty, who will protect these refugees, and who can really care about them?

"Put up a porridge shack and tell the people that if others don't save me, I will save you!" Su Shi, who had already stepped out of the carriage in a wheelchair, said in a sonorous and powerful voice again.

Yue Siling in the carriage, Lou Yang, the Longhu brothers and others outside the carriage were all busy. But Zhou Quan was the only one standing there in a daze.

He now fully doubted whether his ears had heard wrongly.

There are nearly 10,000 homeless people here. Even just giving out porridge, based on two meals a day, would cost at least about 1,000 yuan. Are you just going to spend the money for no reason?

What is this young master planning?

Zhou Quan can’t figure it out and doesn’t understand it. Isn’t it good to do something with the money? Wouldn’t it be good to spend it yourself?

Su Shi ignored Zhou Quan and asked people to unload all the things used to build the porridge shed from the carriage, but this seemed to be a waste of money. After all, the number of refugees here far exceeded Su Shi's previous imagination.

"Tear down the carriage and build a few more porridge sheds first." Su Shi glanced at the carriage behind him and said without hesitation.

Lou Yang and the others carried out the order very thoroughly and did not feel anything wrong with this order. But seeing everything in Zhou Quan's eyes, his mind went completely blank.

"What are you doing? Are you going to dismantle the carriage?"

"Is this doing a good deed or tearing down the house?"


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