It really makes me think of the military base of the Mi army soldiers in later generations. At the fort where the troops were stationed, a pair of soldiers were holding axes and guns in their hands, and shouting slogans while running.

“What are we?”

"Qingzhou soldiers!"

“What is our duty?”

"Promote and make money!"

"What?"

"Defend the country!"

Not to mention, this neatly-dressed plate armor helmet, shaking axe and gun, and shaved hair short, can be easily worn in a steel helmet like the Qin army. The original bearded man was shaved, and the young men looked at him in a spirit.

In this era, there is a saying that the body and hair cannot be damaged by their parents. However, one person who is close to home gives 500 yuan to his parents, and those who are far away send a letter to send it back. The old man is reluctant to shave it, just shave it! As for those who are unwilling to shave it, it is okay. The squad leader checks his personal hygiene every day and finds it is unclear. The playground is twenty circles and horse stances for an hour. After this trouble, the Qingzhou army is no longer the golden thief who is uncontrolled by General Cao's hands. The spirit of the troops is raised.

However, the new recruits trained for three months, and the quality of the troops improved little by little, but the situation in the land began to boil gradually like a pot of water. Wang Hou collected the grain of the gentry, and the gentry went to the tenants' homes to rob him. To tell me how the tyranny of ancient times came about, Wang Hou conquered 60,000 stones, distributed it to a land with a population of nearly two million. One household was considered a ten-person, and a family of 200,000 families could only spend three dods. It was not rare for them to rob two stones in a month, or even to collect them all.

In the first month, they snatched all the food, in the second month, they took the opportunity to snatch their sons and daughters and went back to be slaves, and in the third month, they snatched whatever they had. Linzi and the others could still restrain themselves, but after 18 miles away from Qi, the number of people went bankrupt has reached 677! Some refugees have even fled to Linzi City.

The entire land of Qi seemed to have returned to the anxiety that was more than 20 years ago and the restlessness before the Yellow Turban Rebellion started.

However, the temporary large-scale spring famine has not caused large-scale population deaths. Unlike other natural and man-made disasters, this time there is a huge population devouring giant beast in Linzi.

On the official road full of loess, another family was walking with their families, struggling to escape the famine with the elderly and the children. I don’t know how long I walked, the women and children, their lips were so thirsty that they were about to crack. They shook their bodies tiredly, and suddenly the man in front of them lit up excitedly, just like suddenly having chicken blood injected, and ran back quickly and excitedly shouted at the old man who was being supported in the crowd.

"Ahon! We're about to arrive in Linzi City! Everyone can't starve to death!"

But listening to his words, rubbed the sweat on his forehead, but the old man sighed deeply, reached out to greet him, and called the whole family to his side, and began to give him a sincere reminder.

"Awu, be sure to pay attention to Juan'er, Xizi, Mancang, you guys must not run around. If you run away and get caught and tied up, I don't know which corner you catch and get rid of your stomach. I'll eat it when I get down!"

After hearing this, the three daughters-in-law and a few babies all had white faces. They kept nodding their heads, and looked back at the city not far away. Lao Shuantou, who had escaped twice, said nervously again.

"When you get to the edge of the city, don't be too close to the city gate, follow me! There are so many people waiting to gather to escape. When they hit the city gate, the government can't resist opening the door. Let's go in again and rush forward with rashness. When the official army got angry, they said that if you kill you, you will kill you! Do you understand?"

"I understand, Ahon!"

After giving a lot of instructions, Lao Shuantou was still worried, but he had no choice but to worry. When Mr. Liu from the village brought his servants out to collect grain for the government, he felt something was wrong. After being robbed of the food, he kicked the last bit of food and family. Regardless of the snow, he led his family to flee.

As expected, this decision was right. Before he escaped, he heard that Mr. Liu brought people to force grain and robbed the daughter-in-law of Lao Zhang's daughter-in-law from the east end of the village with his children to pay for the grain. Lao Zhang's son went to war with Jiang Yiqu and Jiang Dashuai. He has not come back yet and may have died outside. His daughter-in-law was stolen with his eldest grandson. He couldn't think so and hanged him directly!

I can't go back anymore, and I can only rush into Linzi City like the last Yellow Turban Rebellion. Maybe I can rely on the government to provide some porridge, beg for food, and steal some food to survive this disaster.

With the tragic tragic way to the battlefield, Lao Shuan's head trembled to the city of Linzi.

However! I met many people at the gate of the city, but they were not the victims who escaped as expected. Instead, they were wearing bright and thick new clothes, and they were full of red faces, and they didn’t even have a pudding on them. They were so rich that they were jealous!

Before he could get to the place, a middle-aged woman with a fat face like a goose egg, who was even sewing a marten fur on a cotton coat with luxury was already extremely excited, and she met the owner of an irregular hotel next to the train station.

"Young man, can you stay in a hotel... No, don't you find a job? You can eat and stay, and eat every meal!"

"Uh, sister, do you want to have a long-term worker?"

When Awu heard this, his eyes lit up and he was excited to meet him. But before the fat woman could smile and speak like a flower roll, another dry old man next to him had already squeezed over with a sarcastic and harsh force.

"Hey! Young man, don't listen to her. Their family is the most stingy. Come to my house and I will not talk about the fullness of three meals a day. There will be fish at night!"

"Old Zhao, do you have the nerve to say that I'm sting? You forgot who has drawn a manor to take over the public road, and refuse to retreat. As a result, my son who works in the city squats in front of everyone for a day, making fun of the old and young men, young men, don't listen to him. Come to my sister's house, we have fish in the morning and evening, sea fish! I will make two cloth clothes for your family in autumn!"

"I, I'll give two and a half!"

While Awu was stunned, he even became jealous of a "rich" landlord and rich man.

When did the poor and jingling long-term workers become so popular?

He didn't know, there was a saying that there was a policy!

Last year, almost all those who planted cotton in Rizhao made a fortune. They had 200,000 s of surplus grain at home, and took advantage of the wealth of seven or eight pieces of cloth. This year, Wang Hou changed the land policy of Rizhao City. He could only divide the 200,000 mu of land outside the city into cotton fields. This year is the last year when you can get cotton fields for free. If you get them again next year, you have to spend money to apply for a license from the government.

This year, Zhuge Lie also improved the household registration system in accordance with Wang Hou's requirements. Only urban residents who work in steel mills or cotton mills are eligible to receive it. The expenses required to establish a new cotton farm can also be borrowed from the government without interest! The only requirement is that the cotton farm cannot be abandoned and must be planted, otherwise it will be fined!

Wang Hou's move was to raise the class under his rule. These days, poor peasants had no political say. He needed a group of small and medium-sized landlord middle class as political support. Moreover, cotton farmers could be different from ordinary landlord manors. They could not be self-sufficient in feudal manors, and they were more similar to the colonial sugarcane or tobacco garden owners in the Age of Discovery. Their class attributes were far more advanced than the self-proclaimed landlords and gentry.

Just like the Internet in 199798, if you don’t seize this opportunity, you won’t have a chance to make a fortune! The government introduced that the owners of these cotton houses are now in Linzi to recruit workers. A family like Lao Shuantou’s family with seven male and strong men is the most popular!

But just as Awu was stunned, Lao Shuantou pulled him around and left with a dark face, and kept shouting while walking...

"If you don't work or work, come to join your relatives!"

"Think about joining relatives! Our cotton farm is very well treated! Hey hey hey! Don't leave!"
Chapter completed!