As soon as Zhao Feng's subordinates approached the tent, they heard their general murmuring something inside. Although the words were angry, his tone did not sound angry. He calmed down with relief and was about to make a report when Zhao Feng came from inside the tent. Voices of dissatisfaction.
"Come in! Are you outside drinking the northwest wind?"
The confidant officials opened the curtain in a funny manner.
He joked: "I just heard the general saying that 'it's too much to bully others', but that Mr. Shen has given you another problem?"
The cold wind howled outside.
It was warm inside the tent.
Zhao Feng was even more carefree and shirtless - brave warriors are so willful and have first-class anti-freezing abilities - sitting on the spacious makeshift bed, the wooden basin for soaking his feet was filled with mist, and he placed a scroll in his hand. abbreviated book.
When Zhao Feng saw him coming, he pointed to the mat on one side.
Said: "It's true that I have never been difficult, it's just..."
Zhao Feng's expression was hard to describe.
I guess he is one of the six brave generals under the lord Wu Xian after all. He became famous at a young age as a brave warrior and a good soldier who is good at fighting. In order to repay Shen Tang for saving his life in front of the battle, he brought a thousand personal subordinates with him. Qu followed Shen Tang to Heyin County.
"Perhaps it was a wrong decision for me to come to repay my kindness!" He wrung out the hot cloth with both hands and complained while wiping his feet. "I only killed a few bandits at the beginning. These days, I am either demolishing houses or opening fire. They used chariots to transport the mutilated people, and now they still let people plow the fields! It’s too much to bully people! It’s really too much to bully people! I think I am also a dignified twelfth-class left watcher..."
I have never experienced such grievance!
Confidant official: "..."
He lowered his eyelids and glanced at his general's basin of foot-washing water - the bottom of the water was turbid and full of washed silt.
The corners of his mouth seemed to curl up uncontrollably.
General Zhao was very resistant in words, but he was very cooperative in action. Zhao Feng noticed the gaze of his trusted subordinates, his face turned slightly red, and he said, "What do you mean? Can your general refuse? That's hateful! That's terrible!" Uncle Gong didn't refuse even a step! He didn't have any pride that a brave warrior should have..."
Plowing the fields, isn’t that the work of oxen?
It really makes the brave warrior act like a bull and a horse...
Zhao Feng muttered something in his mouth.
The confidant officer shook his head helplessly. Gong Shuwu was loyal to Lord Shen, so he could not disobey Lord Shen's orders. His general was here to repay his kindness and was an "honored guest". If the general refused firmly, Lord Shen would not be able to force him. He went to plow the field.
After all, the general is too talkative.
A confidant officer was curious: "How many acres did the general plow?"
Zhao Feng subconsciously replied: "Not much, about fifty acres..."
There was a little bit of pride in his tone.
No!
He competed with Gong Shuwu.
In the end, he defeated Gong Shuwu and came out on top.
When the confidant officials heard this, they took a deep breath.
Zhao Feng was quick-tongued: "..."
The confidant officials did not notice the stiffness on his face - after all, there is nothing to be proud of when a tenth-level left concubine and a twelfth-level left guard compete in plowing.
What are you proud of?
If you are proud of yourself, can you do anything better than a plowing cow?
Where does this place the dignity and belief of a brave warrior!
The confidant was so shocked that he cried out: "Fifty acres?"
Zhao Fengdao: "Yes."
This is still only half a day’s work.
Plowing a piece of land requires a lot.
The depth should not be less than ten inches, and the operation standard is "plowing through, plowing carefully, and raking level". It also includes straw crushing business, simple fertilization, and special personnel to clean up the weeds and branches on the fields. He and Gong Shuwu in order to ensure that the land is plowed In terms of quality, you must also pay attention to the direction of the force of the move, ensuring that it is turned over well, the plow is straight, and the surface is flat, and strive not to miss an inch of the land...
The land is neat and tidy, and the ground is well plowed.
In order to achieve this, they rotated through eighteen martial arts skills on the field, which was tiring both physically and mentally.
Zhao Feng has almost summarized a set of farming experience.
He twisted the cloth viciously.
My heart was so angry that my teeth itched.
A confidant said: "This, this is really amazing."
In his memory, cattle usually dragged heavy straight-shaft wooden plows, wagging their tails slowly, and calmly helped farmers plow the fields. In addition, the straight-shaft wooden plows were heavy and difficult to turn, so the efficiency of plowing was low.
How low it is can be imagined.
Cattle are not yet available in every household.
Usually it is shared by several households.
After plowing for a while, you need to rest for a few days.
During the peak farming period, the common people can only use manpower to plow the land and cannot overwork the plowing ox, because its life is more valuable than the common people. The farming efficiency is very low. After the common people work for a whole year, the whole family will still be hungry.
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My general only went out for half a day, and when he came back, he actually told him that he had plowed about fifty acres?
It’s really fifty acres, not fifty points?
He repeatedly confirmed with Zhao Feng.
Zhao Feng also answered in the affirmative again and again with a good temper.
Seeing the expressions of his trusted subordinates, he also guessed something, and muttered: "So what if you have this ability? To do this, you have to be at least tenth-level Zuo Shu Zhang, whose strength is slightly lower, and you can't do so much work.
Son……"
Although the working time is not long, the farming land requires a lot. In such a short period of time, his Danfu Martial Energy was emptied twice. If Chu Yao hadn't helped to recover, he would not have come back on horseback today but would have been carried back on someone's back.
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Who can hire a tenth-level Zuo Shu chief and a second-level Chinese scholar to cultivate fifty acres of land?
That is to say, he came to repay his favor (thrown himself into a trap). Gong Shuwu could not refuse his master, and Chu Wuhui allowed Shen Jun to do whatever he wanted. This was the scene of two brave warriors plowing the land.
How much profit can be produced from fifty acres of land?
The confidant officer did not think so. He said: "Other brave warriors cannot cultivate as much land in a short period of time as the general, but they can divide it into several days, or send more brave warriors, such as low-ranking public servants.
Second-class top quality..."
Zhao Feng sneered when he heard this.
Throw the wrung towel aside and stand up.
"Things are not that simple. How many brave warriors do not cultivate for the sake of becoming a master? Looking for a decent and serious job without having to face the loess and back to the sky? Who is willing to use the efforts of the whole family to practice hard for several years, and finally run to the dirt?
Rolling around?"
Zhao Feng saw this very clearly.
It was out of repayment that he could not refuse.
In addition, Shen Tang asked him for help, rather than deliberately humiliating himself, and had no intention of letting him work in the fields. Zhao Feng was willing to work out of a "game" mentality, purely to compete with Gong Shuwu to pass the time.
That’s all.
What about other brave warriors?
Very few are willing.
Lack of food?
Just attack those who have food.
Robbery is more efficient than honest farming.
In the past, it was not uncommon for monarchs to have their whims allow warriors to do this, but as a result, either high-level warriors became disloyal and rebelled, or they were diligent in farming but neglected to practice, and were eventually destroyed by neighboring countries. In this world, strength is the foundation of everything.
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Furthermore——
Due to the frequent natural and man-made disasters, good harvests are extremely rare in three years out of ten years, and the rest are mostly disaster years... The output of one acre of land is really too little, and its value is not worthy of the brave warrior "Yuzun" "Reducing the price".
When the confidant officials heard this, they said nothing more.
Zhao Feng asked again: "What are you doing here?"
Skip previous topics.
Only then did the confidant officer remember what he was doing.
"Bringing wine to the general."
Zhao Fengdao: "Wine?"
Wine is made from grain.
Those are "luxury goods". Fugu City is a poor place and there is no place to buy them. So Shen Jun has a lot of fine wine.
Zhao Feng wanted to drink it and asked for it.
However, considering Shen Jun's financial constraints, he also tried his best to restrain his drinking. Counting carefully, he had not had a good drink for several days. Several jars brought by his close subordinates actually contained wine? Then he You're welcome.
"Why does this wine look like it belongs to Mr. Shen?"
Zhao Feng could tell there was a problem as soon as he tasted it.
Drinks are hard to come by, and good wine is even rarer.
Since leaving his master Wu Xian, he has only tasted such high-quality wine from Shen Jun. These wines are either collected from the wine cellars of several local gangsters in Fugu or belong to Shen Jun.
I guess the latter is more likely.
Unexpectedly, the answer from the trusted official was no. He said: "No, I bought it at Fugu Department Store with 'wine sticks'."
Zhao Feng was surprised: "Fugu Department Store?"
Literally speaking, Zhao Feng knew what it was, but according to his understanding, there seemed to be no such place in Fugu City.
The confidant officer smiled and said: "After work these two days, Mr. Shen settled a lot of strange notes. After I went to understand it, I collected enough 'wine notes' with a group of brothers and went to Fugu Department Store. The grocery store bought you some jars of fine wine."
Fugu Department Store and Miscellaneous Store are affiliated to the governance office.
Although the shop is simple, it sells a lot of things.
Except for a few items, most of them are in limited supply every day, and can only be purchased with "slips" that are settled every day after work. Every day, a sign will be erected in front of the store, saying that today's discounted products are , the price is very affordable.
Shen Tang had to take care of the food of the one thousand people brought by Zhao Feng, and would also be given a certain amount of wages for their daily work.
The soldiers have no place to spend, and they have a lot of notes in their hands.
The confidant official accidentally entered the makeshift "Fu Gu Department Store" and saw a lot of good things inside, especially the price tags of fine wines, which made him even more excited. He took away all of them in the past two days. , sharing the drink with a group of brothers.
There are two altars left to share with General Zhao Feng.
Zhao Feng muttered: "It's quite novel."
It is indeed very novel.
At the beginning, no one cared about Fugu Department Store.
Even if someone comes to exchange, they only exchange pancakes and take them home to eat with their families. Later, some people have the courage to go in and find that there are quite a lot of items inside. The key is that the price is 10% cheaper than other places. If you want to buy more, you can't. .
It is said that it cannot affect the interests of other merchants.
Limited supply daily.
And you have to bring the corresponding "slip" in exchange.
Not only that, there are also "special offers" every day.
Someone counted on their fingers——
After thinking about it, I was completely moved.
If you don’t buy it, you will lose money!
Especially "cloth", "salt" and other items must be purchased, and it is a good deal to buy them during the event. In addition, the clerks go around the streets and beat gongs and drums to promote other products. The number of customers in the store has increased visibly. Every day after work, people holding formal notes come in to exchange needed items...
There are even common people who exchange their own things with other workers for notes of equal value, each getting what they need.
The most difficult to buy in Fugu Department Store, or the most expensive one, is the "house" on the highest shelf!
There are too many “house items” required!
But in real terms, this is the most affordable.
The lot ranges from the southwest corner to the northeast corner of Fu Gu City, and the area ranges from three for a family to three to five. They are displayed in the most conspicuous place of Fu Gu Department Store. Almost every customer who comes in from the door can see them.
…
"Here are three pancakes..."
"A piece of coarse cloth..."
"Any more salt?"
"Take three ounces of oil."
"Where are the shoes? Are they sold out?"
Outside Fugu Department Store.
People who had finished work were already queuing up.
One exit and one entrance.
There are young and strong guards on both sides of the store who are not easy to mess with at first glance. Behind the counter is a burly middle-aged man. His hair is quite gray, but he looks in good spirits. Although he is dressed plainly, he gives the impression that
He was even more difficult to mess with than the two young men at the door. When Zhao Feng saw this person, he was startled.
He said in astonishment: "Why is Mr. Yang here?"
Yes, the middle-aged man behind the counter is Captain Yang.
Although his injuries have been fully recovered, after all, his vitality has been severely damaged, and now he has no martial energy to protect his body. In addition, the weather is cold, so he will get sick every once in a while. Zhao Feng has not seen him for several days, and he did not expect to see him again.
here.
Captain Yang raised his eyes with a calm expression.
Asked: "What do you want to buy?"
The next sentence is the answer to Zhao Feng's question.
"You can't just be an idler when you find something to do."
The last time he got sick, it cost a lot of money to get medicine.
You can't rely on Shen Jun to take care of you, nor can you cause trouble to your former subordinate Pao Ze. Yang Duwei felt that he was almost sick from boredom. He also heard that Shen Tang had opened a Fugu Department Store, so he took the initiative to ask Ying to help.
Be more comfortable.
Captain Yang didn't feel ashamed either.
When a middle-aged man has reached this stage, he still has no airs to let go. The work is still leisurely, which is suitable for him.
When the weather gets a little warmer, then help Shen Tang train troops - others can't fight, but the experience of training soldiers is still in the mind, and it's not completely useless - now do some work here to avoid being idle.
Thinking about things.
Zhao Feng felt uncomfortable looking at Captain Yang who looked calm and seemed to be returning to his original nature.
Although Yang Duwei's martial courage has been abolished, his martial spirit has increased a lot. If the foundation is not destroyed, his strength should have made great progress... Oh, what a pity. Zhao Feng calmed down the emotions in his eyes and said with his usual expression: "Let's exchange
Hey, I'm not late, am I?"
It is said that each type is in limited supply. If you arrive late, your group of brothers will replace it.
Captain Yang took a look at the book inventory.
He said: "There are still two altars of Dukang."
He paused: "Eighteen years."
That's good stuff.
It's old enough and has a mellow taste.
Zhao Feng will naturally not miss it.
Even if you take out enough "wine sticks".
Captain Yang teased: "Where did you get it from?"
Zhao Fenghu had a face on his face and retorted: "What a shame! The brothers below came here out of filial piety, how can it be said to be a plunder?"
Besides, half of it was earned by his own hard work in cultivating the land. What Yang Duwei said was a false accusation!
Captain Yang smiled without saying a word, brought it to him, and asked, "There will be an event in about ten days. Would you like to go and see it?"
