After saving the pig god, I counterattacked and became the richest man in the village

Chapter 97

Several people looked at Zhao Yuankang together.

"Think and think."

Zhao Yuankang didn't hold back, and started talking directly.

"I was busy on a few streets today, and I saw the county magistrate rushing out in a car, wearing a formal dress."

Zhao Yuanxi: "Then it must be to see some high-ranking official."

Zhao Yuankang nodded: "It must be a high-ranking official, or the county magistrate went out to pick it up in person. I guess, maybe it's that kind of high-ranking official?"

Zhao Yuanle put his hands on his chin: "What can senior officials do here?"

Zhao Yuanxi: "Indeed, the environment in our county is better, the air is humid, the winter is not too cold, and the summer is not too hot. But there is no place to make money. Yuanjiang is too small, so we can only transport things here. It can't be a big pier.

There are mountains everywhere, and it is difficult for people to go out or come in. Fortunately, the land is good, so it can only be self-sufficient, and there will be no major development. "

Zhao Yuankang quickly stopped.

"Okay, okay, listen to me and continue talking to you.

Then I was almost busy there, and saw the county magistrate came back, as if I had received the high official.

As a result, not long after the high official entered the place where the county magistrate lived, a relative of the county magistrate suffered an attack, and was directly brought out by the county magistrate to beat the board in public. "

All the sisters looked surprised.

Zhao Yuanle: "Is that relative of the county magistrate not usually doing good things?"

Zhao Yuankang hummed in a low voice, then nodded again.

"It's not a good thing, and I don't know what it did, but the official came and cleaned him up.

The county magistrate is usually high-ranking, but today he didn't even dare to fart. His mother-in-law cried and asked him to release water, but he didn't dare to release water. "

Zhao Dacheng next to him snorted coldly.

"Deserved!"

Zhao Yuankang: "I watched the excitement for a while later, and I heard from the county magistrate that the atmosphere will be rectified starting tomorrow, and he also said that if you encounter bullies or those who don't follow the rules, no matter who they are, you can go directly to his door to file a complaint .

He also said that as long as you report those security guards, police officers, and other minor officials in the county, as long as it is true, you will be rewarded for reporting, and you will be awarded Dayang! "

A few people wowed.

Zhao Yuanxi nodded in satisfaction.

"It is estimated that a good and powerful person has come this time."

Zhao Yuanle smiled lightly.

It's just a fire.

Normally, this kind of sudden visit is just a fever, and it will not exceed a month at most. Once this person leaves, this place will return to its original state.

If someone really believed those words at this time, it would be strange not to be retaliated by these local snakes again by then.

If the county magistrate does not change, these are false.

And even if you change the county magistrate and meet a good county magistrate, the term of office will be at most a few years, and no more than ten years.

Who can guarantee what the next county magistrate will look like?

Who is going to deal with the local snakes who are not doing well here?

Zhao Yuanle feels that this era is just like this. The general atmosphere is there, and it will only be useful after a complete major change.

As a modern person, Zhao Yuanle knows the future direction of the world, so he will not be surprised or expect much about such things.

Zhao Yuankang was still talking about the high official, speculating about various possibilities.

Zhao Yuanxi and Zhao Sicheng started a lively discussion and exchange.

Zhao Yuanlan blinked her eyes and listened. Although she didn't understand it very well, she wanted to know about this gossip-like excitement.

Zhao Yuanle felt bored, so he got up and went to the kitchen to help Tang Siwen cook.

At this moment, Tang Siwen was chopping ribs.

Before selling the ribs, she kept some for her family, and now she chops them up and uses them to make soup.

Seeing Zhao Yuanle coming, Tang Siwen just asked her to help peel the yam.

Zhao Yuanle took the knife and began to sharpen it directly.

Before she could cut the third knife, Tang Siwen snatched the knife.

Tang Siwen drove her away in disgust.

"I'll come, I'll come, you peel the lettuce...forget it, you go and light the fire. Look at how you peeled this yam, the meat is almost gone."

Zhao Yuanle sticks out her tongue. In fact, she thinks that she shaved it okay, so she just brought a little meat. She shouldn't be so disgusted by this old lady.

But when Zhao Yuanle saw Tang Siwen's peeled skin, he wisely chose to shut up.

Her aunt really has the capital to despise her.

The peeled ones are thinner and cleaner than those made with a scraper.

Zhao Yuanle privately thinks that many people in this era have some skills in craftsmanship. Compared with others, ordinary modern people seem to have a pair of fake hands.

Zhao Yuanle lit the fire honestly, and Tang Siwen quickly cut the yam.

Her technique of peeling yams is very good, and her hands will not touch the mucus of yams. Even if she does not have gloves at this time, her hands will not be itchy, red and swollen.

After Tang Siwen finished this, he went to peel the lettuce again.

She asked casually, "Aren't you going to play with them?"

Zhao Yuanle: "I want to come in and help you."

Tang Siwen laughed when he heard this.

"I don't dare to ask you for help, so you just set a fire for me."

Zhao Yuanle: "Lighting the fire is also helping."

Tang Siwen smiled, and then she couldn't help talking about raising pigs.

"Those Western white pigs, I don't know what's wrong with them. You should raise them separately from the original pigs. If those Western white pigs get sick, our pigs will suffer."

Zhao Yuanle felt very strange why his aunt disliked Western things so much.

"Ma'am, why do you always think that Western white pigs will get sick?"

Tang Siwen took it for granted.

"Sure, Western things are not good, and people over there like to sell us bad things. Those new things may be poisonous. It's just some cloth over there that is worn."

As he said that, Tang Siwen had an expression of disgust on his face: "Huh, the President still insists on getting some Western stuff. I don't think the cars and ships are very useful. That is to say, the trains are okay, and there are more things to pull." .”

Seeing Tang Siwen's reaction, Zhao Yuanle could probably infer people's views on foreign countries at this time.

That is a proper dislike and contempt, and even contempt for those western mechanical and technological things.

But listening to Tang Siwen's words, and what he saw at these times, Zhao Yuanle felt that the president should be a particularly discerning and open-minded person.

After thinking about it, Zhao Yuanle asked Tang Siwen a question that she was confused about.

Tang Siwen: "Why do men cut their hair?"

Zhao Yuanle nodded: "Well, why are so many people willing to cut it? I didn't know the specific reason at the time."

Tang Siwen snorted.

"Hmph, learn the West, what's so good about the West? The old ancestors didn't listen to what they said, so it's easy to learn the new.

What are the laws of the new era governing people in the new era? Those who don’t want to cut their hair are still from the old era. In this case, those who don’t cut their hair will have to pay taxes as before and have to serve in the military every year. Only those who have cut their hair will be counted. Only those in the new era can pay taxes and do things according to the rules of the new era. "

As he said that, Tang Siwen snorted again: "It's just to force people to cut their hair. If every man who cuts his hair doesn't get a bonus and the hair can be sold for money, I don't think many people are willing to cut their hair.

You don't know, those princes, emperors, nobles, and high-profile people, many of them don't need to be cut.

Alas, everything is forcing us ordinary people. "

(End of this chapter)