The rattan armor takes a long time to make, but the raw materials are easy to obtain. Lin Yuan does not have two or three years to make rattan armor—by that time, the daylilies will be cold, so he can only try to find out what methods can be used to make rattan armors. Make the rattan armor stronger in a short time of production.
Tung oil and wild vines are easy to find. They happen to be in the south, and they were originally invented by ethnic minorities in the southwest.
However, in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, it was broken by Zhuge Liang's fire strategy.
Luo Guanzhong should be still in Hangzhou now, he hasn't started writing "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", there is no popularity, and there should not be many people who know how to deal with the rattan soldiers - the bandits are all uneducated people, and it is enough to deal with the bandits.
Thinking of this, Lin Yuan wanted to meet Luo Guanzhong. Luo Guanzhong served as Zhang Shicheng's staff. Zhang Shicheng also used his advice to defeat Zhu Yuanzhang's subordinates. It's a pity that Zhang Shicheng did it too much, and Luo Guanzhong's staff left disappointed.
In fact, it is not so much that Luo Guanzhong is a writer, but because of his great achievements in literature, no one remembers that he is actually a military strategist.
If it was possible, Lin Yuan really wanted to meet Luo Guanzhong and say a few words, without wasting him watching Romance of the Three Kingdoms so many times.
I don't know how many times I've watched the TV show.
The rattan armor is woven by women, dipped in tung oil and dried, then dipped in tung oil, dried again, and so on, and finally dried at low temperature. In the last step, someone must keep an eye on the fire.
Lin Yuan tried it with a hoe. Although it was still not completely impenetrable, it was indeed a layer of protection. As soon as the hoe went down, the rattan was broken a few times, but none of the bamboo rats below were injured - it was crushed to death. A few, but no scars on their bodies.
This is enough, after all, the bandits use knives, not as powerful as making hoes useful.
Helmets made of rattan can also be used and are lightweight.
Yang Zian put on the rattan armor and helmet, and asked Lin Yuan to slash himself with a small knife left by Brother Dao.
Lin Yuan's strength is not small, and the knife is not sharp enough, leaving only a few small marks on the rattan.
Yang Zian tapped carefully and said with a smile, "Enough is enough."
Lin Yuan put away the knife: "Fifty sets were made in total."
Yang Zian: "More than enough."
"I'll take twenty people away." Yang Zian said, "You have to stay in the village, otherwise people will be unstable."
Lin Yuan: "But there are not many weapons left now."
When Brother Dao and the others left last time, they took away almost half of them.
Yang Zian: "I'm not stupid, I won't pick the crowd, only the small ones. Now the bandits can't get enough to eat, and they work hard and be patient. They are not opponents."
Lin Yuan: "Then I'll wait for the second brother to triumph."
Yang Zian smiled at Lin Yuan: "I will not disappoint the fourth brother."
As soon as Yang Zian took the people away, Lin Yuan was depressed. He found that he had nothing to do. Every day he went to supervise people's work, and he was so depressed that he knew it would not work.
Just when Lin Yuan felt that his goal in life was to eat and drink enough to wait for Brother Dao and Yang Zian to come back, God gave him a great gift - a gray-bearded old man, Chen Banxian.
When Chen Banxian came, he was dressed in tattered and tattered clothes, but he was still holding up his swashbuckling banner, and all his colleagues followed behind him. This group of people ran away when the accident happened in Wucheng, and they were in several other cities. I used to be a mess, relying on fortune-telling to deceive people every day to make a living. Later, refugees began to flood into the city. When they saw that the situation was not good, they flirted again.
However, Chen Banxian has a good memory. I remember that Brother Dao said that his brother had a Zhuangzi on the edge of Wucheng, and when a few ox-nosed veterans summed up, this is it, walking.
They almost walked around the edge of Wucheng. If they saw Zhuangzi who was still there, they would go in and swindle. Sometimes they could get some food, and sometimes they were driven out directly, so they really found Lin Yuan's Zhuangzi.
At this time, half of the city wall had been repaired, and there was an observation deck. The person on duty saw a few old men walking by, and thought they were blinded, and immediately reported it to Lin Yuan.
In such a chaotic time, they were still dragging the box, maintaining the posture of being immortal even though their clothes were tattered.
Lin Yuan was convinced when he saw them.
Chen Banxian sat on the chair and kept saying flattering words: "Master Lin is still the same, the heaven is full, and at first glance, he is a blessed person. I said that day, Master Lin will definitely do something great."
Lin Yuan: "..." You obviously didn't say this before you were old.
Chen Banxian took the beans on the table very spontaneously and chewed: "I see Young Master Lin's luck, it's exactly..."
Lin Yuan hurriedly said: "Stop, Banxian, we won't talk about it, you can stay here if you want, you have to work."
Chen Banxian nodded solemnly: "That's natural, the few of us don't say anything else, we can figure out a..."
Lin Yuan: "...I'm talking about manual labor."
Chen Banxian stretched out her index finger and pointed to her nose: "Farming?"
Just as Lin Yuan was about to nod his head, Chen Banxian said, "Young Master Lin, you don't know that anyone who farms can do so, but he can't. It's just an old-fashioned way to plant for a few years, but fortune-telling isn't something anyone can do. Let’s talk about the Book of Changes first? Can anyone read it? Can anyone understand it?”
Lin Yuan: "You can't tell fortunes, what other abilities do you have?"
Chen Banxian hurriedly said, "I can make alchemy. If you need it, I can ask him to show his glory again."
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Chen Banxian: "Never hurt yourself."
Lin Yuan can be considered convinced, as expected, there are talents everywhere.
and many more!
Lin Yuan suddenly came back to his senses, he looked at Chen Banxian intently, and made Chen Banxian's old face red, Chen Banxian coughed and said, "Master Lin, although I look good..."
Lin Yuan: "Banxian, did you fry the furnace when you made alchemy?"
Chen Banxian's eyes flickered, then she stroked her beard, shook her head and said, "I am the eighty-sixth generation of Taoism, how could I make such a mistake?"
Lin Yuan clapped the table: "Tell the truth!"
Chen Banxian replied immediately: "Break it!"
Lin Yuan smiled and grabbed Chen Banxian's hand eagerly: "Do you remember the recipe for the fryer?"
Chen Banxian: "..." Does this young master have any special hobbies
Why are you so interested in the fryer
In fact, there is already gunpowder, but the formula is not perfect, and only a small number of people master the formula of gunpowder.
In the Ming Dynasty, the musket was invented, but unfortunately the power of the musket is still not large enough, and it will not work if the distance is a little farther.
Lin Yuan's idea was that if he could make a grenade - a simple version would be fine, adding iron or steel balls, any kind of bead, as long as it didn't affect the explosion. Once it exploded, the strong thrust would make the beads scattered like bullets. , now the armor can't resist such a big thrust.
Although the scope of the spread is not too wide, it can be regarded as a big killer.
"You should study the recipe for frying the stove." Lin Yuan looked at Chen Banxian as if he was looking at a treasure. This is an old treasure. He promised, "Before you get it out, eat enough for a week. Eat a meal of meat, if you get it out, not only will you be full, but you will have meat every day."
Scientific talents must pay a lot of money.
"Is this true?" Chen Banxian was dumbfounded.
Lin Yuan assured: "This statement is false, call me a thunderbolt."
Chen Banxian looked at Lin Yuan and thought, I'm afraid this is not a fool
However, Lin Yuan still warned: "Try a small amount, don't try too much, so as not to hurt people."
"Your safety is important."
Chen Banxian: "Then those people I brought..."
Lin Yuan: "Well, do they also understand alchemy and fryers?"
Chen Banxian: "..."
How do people answer this
If you understand it, it seems to be quite a sign, but if you don't understand it, I am afraid that Lin Yuan will not want to keep them.
Chen Banxian could only bite the bullet and say, "I understand."
Now, which of the alchemists have never fried their furnaces
There are people who blow up people, so there are not many people who alchemy alchemy, and Taoist alchemy in the palace is very powerful.
Chen Banxian felt that if he hadn't had a good teacher, he would have used his ability to make alchemy for the emperor.
Lin Yuan: "That's it!"
Then Chen Banxian rested for the night. When he woke up the next morning, everything had changed. His clothes were on the head of the bed, and someone led him to breakfast. Although he drank porridge made of bran and rice, but now Very good, there are also two multi-grain steamed buns and a small plate of kimchi. Chen Banxian was full, and was led to a room, where the alchemy stove was set up—the simplified version.
The person who brought him had a good attitude: "Danxian, the boss said that there is enough charcoal, and there is also saltpeter, but not too much. You have to find your own way."
Chen Banxian was taken aback by Lin Yuan's generosity, but he still had Banxian's money on it, pinched his fingers, and said to the man, "Old man, I've done the calculation, it's auspicious time for the furnace to be smelted at sunset today."
The man smiled and said, "Danxian is right."
When the man left, Chen Banxian sat in the room, watching her old guys dragging their boxes and coming in with a shy stomach, each with a satisfied expression.
"Hey, Lao Chen, it's because of your ability that you've only been here for a day, and you're already a guest."
"There is even a stove. Say, what are you refining this time? I have all the recipes for aphrodisiac here."
Chen Banxian sighed.
Everyone: "What's the matter? But what's the trouble? Or... let's run first?"
Chen Banxian waved: "It's not a problem."
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Chen Banxian looked sad: "The boss said, let us come up with the recipe for the fryer."
"… Boss, are you going to set off fireworks?"
Chen Banxian rubbed his chin: "I think we have a big deal. Looking at the owner's appearance, I'm afraid it's not used to make fireworks."
Everyone, you look at me, I look at you.
Chen Banxian: "Sometimes frying the stove will blow up people."
Everyone understands now.
Chen Banxian: "We... do we do it?"
"Detrimental to Heaven?"
"Yes, we are all conscientious people."
"You can't do things that hurt the world."
Chen Banxian sighed again: "I said the same thing, but the owner said that when it's done, it will be enough to eat every day, and there will be meat to eat every day."
Everyone: "Done!"
So these half-immortals started the road of developing gunpowder vigorously. Fortunately, there were materials for alchemy in the box they brought, so Lin Yuan didn't need to worry about it in the early stage.
"Hey, about frying the stove, I usually don't want it to fry. It frys faster than anyone else. Now I want to make it fry, but it just doesn't fire."
"Yeah, I've made several furnaces, and I didn't fry at all."
They sighed for a long time here, and Chen Banxian's eyes twitched as they listened to it. If the colleagues heard this, it was not sure what kind of expression they would show.
Lin Yuan also knew that he couldn't be in a hurry, but he didn't rush it. The newcomers were still adapting to the environment. Unlike the previous ones, they were more vigilant. Listening to the people below, these people didn't talk much, so call them He works diligently, but always looks sad.
The two ends brought a bowl of gnocchi to Lin Yuan's room. There was still some minced meat in it. The noodle soup was floating on the surface. There were pickled cabbage and cabbage in it. The smell was quite appetizing.
Seeing Lin Yuan's uneasy look, Erliang asked strangely, "Master, what's the matter? Have something on your mind?"
Lin Yuan couldn't take it anymore, so he pushed the bowl: "Two taels, you eat."
Erliang asked strangely, "Master, you only ate two steamed buns today."
Lin Yuan sighed and asked Erliang, "How are the people in Zhuangzi today?"
Erliang is even more strange: "What is it like on weekdays, what is it like now, it's getting colder now, and I can't get out of the dormitory, so I go back to lie down after work."
In order to keep warm, almost everyone in the dormitory now sleeps two by two.
Yun Niu and her own lady were lying on the same bed. The narrow single bed was very crowded, but it was covered with a clean quilt. Yun Niu buried her head on the quilt, took a deep breath, and said to her own lady. : "Miss, it's cotton!"
"Don't call me Miss in the future." The woman touched Yun Niu's head, "Call me Qiuniang."
Yun Niu looked serious: "Miss is Miss!"
Qiu Niang smiled at Yun Niu and stopped talking.
Qiuniang hadn't slept in bed for a long time. After escaping, she always lived a precarious life. After being attacked by bad guys, it was Yun Niu who kept her alive. Every day, she was carried on her back by Yun Niu. There are grass clippings, as well as small bugs and fleas.
Her lower abdomen was in constant pain, and her lochia did not run out.
"The captain said that there will be steamed buns to eat tomorrow morning." Yun Niu licked her lips, "I can eat three."
The person in the dormitory smiled and said, "There are steamed buns every day, not just tomorrow."
"that is."
"You came in from outside. What's it like outside now? I came early, and I don't even know what's going on outside."
They were all bought with their relatives. After they came, they would work at sunrise and rest at sunset. Their lives were very simple. They were not very young. The oldest was only sixteen and the youngest was eight years old. Inside, there is no city anymore, only Zhuangzi "inside" and Zhuangzi "outside".
Yun Niu is quite talkative, she nestled in the warm quilt and said, "It's not very good outside! When we escaped, we saw a lot of people fleeing. At the beginning, the nearby city we went to was full of people. , Sometimes the kind-hearted gentlemen come out to give cakes and porridges, and then the gentlemen stop giving them."
"The imperial court doesn't care about us." Yun Niu couldn't help shivering when she thought of that time, "A lot of people died last winter."
"If someone dies, the people next to him will rip off his clothes."
The girls asked, "Then how did you survive?"
Yun Niu thought for a while, then said cautiously, "I found a man, that man has several brothers, gave me some food, and he survived."
The girls sighed: "What about the man?"
Yun Niu said: "He was beaten to death when he grabbed the food in the spring."
He didn't starve to death when the winter was the most barren, but he was beaten to death when there was food in the spring.
Yun Niu: "How about you? How were you when you came over?"
The girls chattered.
"My family is farming. The landlord ran away, and we had nowhere to go, so we fled with our parents. Seeing that we couldn't survive, my father decided to sell our family to the owner."
"The owner is a good man, the owner only charges 50% of the rent!"
"Our previous owner, received 80%!"
Lin Yuan was Qiu Niang who took the time to meet. One of the reasons he accepted Qiu Niang was because he could not see his life being lost before his eyes. Another reason was because Qiu Niang was a "Miss". Generally, the people who could be called Miss were Xiao Fu. The family, no matter what, is a small landlord family, so the young lady from the family is likely to settle accounts.
What is important now is to be in the right household. Once a woman gets married, she has to manage the family's account books and relationships, especially if she comes from a landlord family, a mistress has a lot to manage.
They may not read the Four Books and Five Classics, or read any sage books, but they are very good at accounting, and some can do better than the accountant.
Nowadays, there are not many people who plan to sell, let alone settle accounts.
Lin Yuan felt that it was time to need some people who could manage things.
He doesn't know how to do accounting himself, and now he always asks Yang to help, but Yang is not very experienced in this area. When she was in the Lin family, she didn't care about the general affairs. They are lost.
It would be best if this young lady could do the accounting, and it would be fine if she couldn't. If she could read, she could also get a literacy class.
Anyway, literate people are still a minority in this era, and every one is very important.
Qiuniang showed no expression when she learned that the owner wanted to see her alone.
She didn't know why the owner would leave a waste person. Although everyone said that the owner was a good person after coming here, Qiu Niang always felt uneasy.
She can't do anything, eat for nothing, it's a drag.
"Master." Qiu Niang was carried to the chair by the maid. She was small and thin, her skin was yellow due to malnutrition, and she also had freckles on her face.
She shrank her neck and didn't dare to look directly at Lin Yuan, but just lowered her head and looked at the table.
Lin Yuan actually didn't know how to deal with women of this era, especially educated ones. He sat opposite Qiu Niang and asked softly, "This girl..."
Qiu Niang whispered: "The owner, call the slave family Qiu Niang."
Lin Yuan: "Cough, Qiu Niang, are you literate?"
Qiu Niang nodded: "Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting are all rough."
This is an all-round talent.
Lin Yuan was even more satisfied: "Will you do accounting?"
Qiu Niang raised her head strangely and saw the appearance of a young man. The man had a pair of phoenix eyes that were slightly raised, his lips were slightly curled, he was wearing a cotton-padded coat, black as ink, and he looked like a rich boy, but his expression was gentle and his eyes It was even more gentle, and when he told him to see him, he couldn't help but let his guard down.
"Be rough." Qiu Niang studied Nvhong and the housekeeper since she was a child. Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting are just extras. She said that she was rough, but she was not humble, only accounting was modest.
It is said that a woman's incompetence is virtue, and their books are only able to read and write.
The people who can really read are all the ladies, or the young lady of the scholarly family.
And their knowledge is passed on by their mothers, and there are very few female teachers.
"Qiu Niang." Lin Yuan said, "You take good care of your body, and when you're healthy, come to be the accountant for me."
Qiu Niang said in surprise, "Accounting room?"
Since ancient times, how could there be a woman who has been an accountant? It's all men's work.
Lin Yuan said very emotionally, "Who said women are inferior to men?"
Qiu Niang was stunned, she didn't know what to say, seeing Lin Yuan's expression as if she was looking at a monster.
Lin Yuan touched his nose and found that his emotions were not at the right time, so he had to change his tone: "No one in Zhuangzi can keep accounts now, so I have to ask you to top it."
Then Qiu Niang said with peace of mind: "The boss has spoken, and the slave family is naturally willing."
That night, when Erliang was serving Lin Yuan to wash up, he found that Lin Yuan was humming a little song.
The two ends came to wash the feet, and asked curiously, "Master, what are you singing?"
Lin Yuan smiled and said, "Sing a song."
Erliang: "Master, do you still know this?"
Lin Yuan: "Come on, I'll sing to you."
"Brother Liu's words are too biased. Who says women enjoy leisure..."
Twenty-two: "… "
After Lin Yuan finished singing, he smiled proudly: "How is it, not bad?"
He knows this one in Henan Opera. This is the only one that he can sing completely. He learned it from TV when he was a child.
Twenty-two: "This word..."
Lin Yuan: "It's about Hua Mulan."
Erliang suddenly realized: "It's General Hua."
The story of Hua Mulan has a long history and is widely circulated among the people.
Erliang said with conscience, "Young master sings well."
Lin Yuan smiled and said, "It's just normal."
Erliang: "..." The young master seemed to be serious, he just complimented him casually.
Erliang imitated Lin Yuan and sang a couple of sentences.
Lin Yuan stared at Erliang with wide eyes, startling Erliang.
Erliang asked cautiously, "Master, what's wrong?"
Lin Yuan patted Erliang on the shoulder and sighed: "There are talented people in Jiangshan, Erliang, I didn't expect you to have a good voice!"
Erliang was complimented in a confused way, and was very happy: "Really? Young master, teach me a few more words."
So two or two learned this song, Mulan, and sang it to the dog all night, which caused the song to be in the dog's dream, and when he woke up, he was not feeling well.
Soon, Lin Yuan discovered that all the women in Zhuangzi had learned this tune, hummed a few lines from time to time, and sang together while working.
Lin Yuan became numb to this song after listening to it for more than ten days.
So he taught another two or two, and Su Sanqi explained.
Then it became: "Su San left Wutong County and came to the street..."
Okay, listening to two pieces back and forth is better than looping.
Yang Zian came back much earlier than Brother Dao and Zhu Yuanzhang. When he left, he only took people and hoes. When he came back, he dragged a wooden cart. , by the time of Zhuangzi, it was on the verge of falling apart and crumbling.
Not only that, Yang Zian took 20 people with him when he left, and brought more than 40 people when he came back, more than 20 of whom came back tied.
But Lin Yuan knew from the looks of these people that even if they weren't tied up, these people wouldn't be able to run very far, and they were all skinny and skinny.
Only one of them is the most sturdy, and that is also compared to others. In terms of physique, it is not comparable to Lin Yuan, who does not exercise often.
Yang Zian also had a smile on his face. He jumped off the back of a mule and said to Lin Yuan, "I looked around and found their group."
Lin Yuan: "Have they set up camp nearby?"
The strongest looking man said, "We're just lost!"
"Who came to set up camp in this place where birds don't shit!"
"Steal our stuff while we sleep!"
Someone next to me said, "We call that robbery... that's not right! We are conspiracy!"
The bound man said angrily: "You plan to be a fart! You just knocked us out while we were sleeping!"
Yang Zian coughed and said to Lin Yuan, "They have knives, long machetes."
Lin Yuan looked at the group of people and asked calmly, "How did you get these things?"
The strongest man snorted coldly: "If you ask me, I will tell you? Who do you take me for?"
Lin Yuan took out a machete from the cart.
The sturdy man immediately changed his mind: "We stole it!"
Lin Yuan: "Where did you steal it?"
Man: "While running, I stole several blacksmith shops in the city."
Lin Yuan: "..." How should he evaluate this practice
When the man saw that Lin Yuan was not ready to cut himself, he looked around, left and right, he just didn't want to look at it, and now he looked at it and found that there was farmland here, and a strange square house.
"It's the first time I've seen such a big coffin!" The man was stunned by the staff dormitory.
The younger brother behind him was distracted like the eldest one: "How old do people have to be to lie in such a coffin?"
Lin Yuan: "Don't say anything else, take them to lock up first, and then eat a few more meals."
First ask what they have done before.
In such a big environment, there are too few bandits who haven't touched human life.
As a result, when asked, Lin Yuan was taken aback.
It turned out that these people were originally porters, who went to the city to earn money, and then asked their fellow villagers to bring them back to their wives and children.
The leader was Zhao Wuliu, who was considered the head of the porter. When he saw that the situation was not right, he called his brothers to go to the iron shop to steal the machete, fled overnight, and returned to his hometown to find his wife and children.
As a result, when they returned to their hometown, they found that their hometown was a mess, and their wives and children were gone, so they could only wander around.
Although they have weapons, this group of people is not material for robbery, and they are too timid, so they can only wander around to see if they can find anything cheap.
As a result, he lost his way while swaying, and Yang Zian slapped the sap at night, and then took him to Zhuangzi.
Zhao Wuliu cried in the shed, "You locked us here, you didn't even give us anything to stutter, and you dragged our brothers along such a long way, you didn't give us a piece of bean dregs cake, and even robbed us. s things!"
"Boss, we fought against them!"
Zhao Wuliu glared at his younger brother: "You talk too much! Be quiet, you didn't see their fields, they have food!"
The younger brother didn't understand why: "Boss, what do you mean? Why don't I understand?"
Zhao Wuliu: "Hey, let me tell you, I think this place is pretty good. If we can stay here, we will be full."
The younger brother suddenly realized: "Boss, you are still smart."
Zhao Wuliu was proud: "That's it."
So when Lin Yuan went to see them, he found that they were all very well-behaved. Sure enough, different people have different wisdom. The wisdom of this group of porters is to find a good master, and they can eat enough.
If it is really a murderous bandit, it is estimated that what he is thinking about now is how to kill Lin Yuan and then occupy this Zhuangzi.
"Master!" Zhao Wuliu was extremely enthusiastic, "We have all made up our minds, if you make us full, we will work for you."
"We don't want those knives anymore." Zhao Wuliu whispered, "I haven't used them anyway."
They are all chopping wood with machetes, or scare and frighten beasts.
Lin Yuan was still a little worried: "Stay a few more days."
Zhao Wuliu rushed up and hugged Lin Yuan's leg: "My boss! Be kind! At least give me something to eat! We've been hungry for a few days!"
Lin Yuan suddenly thought that he told them how many times to starve them, but he didn't say how many days of starvation. It's been three days, and these people rely on drinking water to support their lives, and now they can still hold their legs. It's not easy.
So Lin Yuan said to the people outside, "Cook some porridge over here."
Said to be porridge, in fact, apart from a little rice, it is bran and beans.
People who have been hungry for a long time cannot eat too much at once, so they also restrain the portion.
Zhao Wuliu and his younger brothers devoured them, drank the miscellaneous grain porridge in a few mouthfuls, and licked the bottom of the bowl. The bowl was clean as if it had never been used. Zhao Wuliu wiped his face, although he was not full, But finally not as hungry as before, he patted his belly: "Master, look, what are you asking us to do?"
Lin Yuan looked at these skinny people and thought to himself, what do I dare to ask you to do
He could only say: "You go first... um..."
Zhao Wuliu and the others stared at Lin Yuan intently, looking forward to what Lin Yuan said next.
Lin Yuan: "Well..."
What did you come up with? !
Lin Yuan: "In this way, I will ask Second Brother Yang to arrange for you, and you will listen to Second Brother Yang in the future."
Zhao Wuliu: "Second brother Yang? Who is this person?"
Lin Yuan: "The one who brought you here."
Everyone shuddered, and the little white face was fierce, and hitting someone was especially painful.
Zhao Wuliu: "The owner... let's have a discussion?"
Lin Yuan said oddly, "What are you discussing? Do you still want to go out and be bandits? That's fine, you go."
"… "
Be a hammer bandit without a weapon!
A group of people can only express that they are willing to listen to Second Brother Yang's arrangements, and they must listen to Second Brother Yang's arrangements.
After listening to them express their loyalty, Lin Yuan nodded with satisfaction: "That's good."
Crowd: "… "
Although these people are of no use now, they still know some information. After all, they have been wandering around and know a lot. They have basically been to the nearby villages and towns. According to their words, the people in the villages and towns are now gone. Grain, during the autumn harvest, the people who came down from the imperial court took almost all the grain away.
The rest is enough for farmers to eat for a month.
Even if you eat it sparingly and eat it with the bark, it will take more than two months at most.
The bandits in the vicinity are almost gone too. After all, there are few bandits in the vicinity. It is better to rob people and some small landlords, and it is impossible to touch the big landlords and towns.
I don't want to be a bandit from the north, there are more and more fierce, and they dare to touch anything.
During dinner, Lin Yuan and Yang Zian were eating in the house, and Yang Zian also told Lin Yuan what had happened recently.
After drinking a mouthful of rice wine and eating a mouthful of meat, Yang Zian let out a satisfied sigh, twisted his neck and said, "We are safe, there are no bandits around, and the city wall is almost halfway repaired. I think that until next year, the refugees will come here."
Lin Yuan also took a sip of rice wine. The rice wine was actually more like sweet water, with no alcohol concentration, but because he needed a precious fine grain like rice, there was only a little bit. If Yang Zian hadn't come back, Lin Yuan would have been reluctant to drink it.
Who would have thought? Lin Yuan drank on the modern wine table until he wanted to vomit, but now he hopes to take a sip of modern Wuliangye or Maotai, just one sip.
One bite is a supreme treat.
"We have enough food." Lin Yuan said.
Although it is said that there are tenants in Zhuangzi, and only half of the grain is required to be handed in, but because it is a canteen system now, the dormitory cannot cook, so in fact all the grain exists together.
The tenants also do not ask for the 50% of their own.
After all, the world has become like this now. They are afraid of being driven out by Lin Yuan. They have to eat and drink every day, and they are very satisfied if they can get some meat and fish every five or six days.
Spring started today, and they also opened some nearby fields. During the autumn harvest, the yield was double that of last year.
Fill the granary to the fullest.
Yang Zian: "This is a good thing, we can accept another batch of people next year."
Lin Yuan nodded, they really need a group of soldiers, this plan can be put on the agenda.
Yang Zian said: "Next year, the refugees may go this way, and not many go to the southeast. Several cities over there are closed, so the refugees can't get in, the people inside can't get out, and the bandits can't get out. There will be more."
The two talked for a while, Lin Yuan still had something to say, but he felt it was getting late, so he said to Yang Zian: "If the second brother doesn't dislike it, I will sleep with my younger brother tonight, just in time to talk. "
Yang Zian didn't refuse, and said with a smile: "Tell Erliang to bring me a basin of water, I have to wipe it off, I'm sweating, and I have to go and get some changed clothes."
Yang Zian took off his clothes and wiped himself. Although he looked thin, he was in good shape with his clothes off. His chest and abdominal muscles were very strong, his shoulders and waist were wide, and he only wore trousers to wipe off the stickiness. sweat stains.
Lin Yuan looked at Yang Zian and sighed.
Yang Zian turned his head when he heard the sound: "Why is the fourth brother sighing?"
Lin Yuan pinched his underdeveloped biceps and said sadly, "I'm thinking, when will I become a strong man."
Yang Zian couldn't help laughing: "Like Brother Dao?"
Lin Yuan couldn't help but said with disgust, "Forget the smelly feet."
Yang Zian laughed: "Hahahaha, it really stinks. Back then he stayed at my house and didn't leave. When he took off his shoes, I left. That smell really—"
"Circling around the beam for three days without a break."
It seems that it is no longer a secret about Brother Dao's foot odor.
Lin Yuan lay down on the bed and looked at Yang Zian's tangled muscles with envy.
Maybe he needs to chop wood too? Might be able to practice.