Poor family mother and son

"It's true that many disaster victims fell into the weeds in the south, but they weren't the ones," Xiaobao said, "Those disaster victims are ordinary people, and they don't dare to mix with those who really do evil."

Chu Qing nodded, that's true.

Ordinary people who have never killed anyone and set fire to them can fall into grass, at most they are a little bit worse and bolder than good people. Compared with bandits, they are far from enough. Even if they go to bandits, they will still be bullied and have enough food .

Xiaobao: "After all, they only dare to huddle together to keep warm, and they don't dare to go too far. The so-called robbing houses only dare to rob the poor, not much better than beggars;
When I meet real gangsters, I can only kneel down and beg for mercy. For such people, I gave them some mixed powder and told them to go south to Haizhou. "

Chu Qing was surprised: "Why go to Haizhou?"

Xiaobao took it for granted: "Isn't that our family's fiefdom? Anyway, their land is gone, their home is gone, and when the family fled famine, they lost and died. Wouldn't it be good to go to our family's fiefdom?"

Chu Qing was even more surprised: "Who told you that Haizhou is our fiefdom? The imperial edict hasn't been issued yet, your mother and I haven't changed places yet!"

Zhuo Yao quietly sat a little further away, Gan Lai pretended to watch the wild boar roast and ran away.

"Little Gangan" got a lot of fresh wild boar viscera from Xiangzi, and was tearing it up happily, when suddenly the feathers on the back of his neck exploded, and with a "cuckoo", it grabbed a piece of pig like an old hen Xinfei went up the tree.

Chu Qing looked at the "traitor trio", pursed his lips, and said through gritted teeth, "Xiao Bao, cut off your pocket money for a month! Hand in your golden pancake!"

With a helpless face, Xiaobao handed over the gold pancake produced by his own mine to Chu Qing.

When Gan Lai saw the "alarm is cleared", he came over with two large strips of roasted meat, picked up the seasoning jars in a doggy manner, and sprinkled them one by one before passing them to Chu Qing.

Then he gave Xiaobao two gold coins with his backhand.

The thickness of the two gold coins is equal to the gold pancake just now.

Chu Qingquan acted as if he hadn't seen the interaction between the two of them, and started to cut two large strips of barbecued meat into small pieces - one piece of meat weighs half a catty, how can you eat it if you don't cut it up?

Zhuo Yao didn't dare to come back to sit down, he didn't have any gold coins!
Little Gangan was eating pig heart on the tree above Zhuo Yao, some pieces of meat fell down, dripping blood onto him, Zhuo Yao was so angry - he didn't have gold coins, and he couldn't fly up the tree, so the branch couldn't fly. I can't stand his weight.

"Then who are these guys?" Chu Qing asked without forgetting what he just said.

Xiaobao said: "These are old 'landlords'. They usually rob passing caravans, and the yamen also do private work when necessary."

The bandits who can take over the private work of the yamen are not like the "part-time workers" of the landlords and squires or their subordinates, who only dare to rob small traders.

They are usually "professional bandits" who occupy mountains as kings and rob houses. Sometimes they need the government to provide information or help sell stolen goods. The government people are also happy to get "handling fees" for nothing to achieve the goal of "win-win cooperation".

Without the support of the "white way", how can the "underworld" come about?

Chu Qing asked: "You mean, did you really rob our food team this time? Who ordered it?"

Generally, no one would dare to rob the Chu family's team.

"The prefect of Jiaxing," Xiaobao said, "Mother, do you know the price of cornmeal now? Twenty cents a catty! It's about to catch up with the price of pork before the festival!

Although our mixed powder is unpalatable and difficult to swallow, it is mainly acorn powder, and it is also mixed with coarse grains. If you are hungry, if you sell it, you can sell it for ten cents a catty! "

Chu Qing understood what Xiaobao said, if the hybrid powder was robbed, firstly, it could be resold, and secondly, it would not affect their high-priced food.

"But," Chu Qing asked, "it's already halfway through February, and the wild vegetables should come out. You see, the Chinese toon sprouts have grown so long. This is still in the north, and the south should be full of wild vegetables. The life of the victims should be easier Bar?"

It's warm in the south, even wild vegetables can't fill your stomach, so you can't starve to death, so the price of food is still high?
Xiaobao shook his head straight: "Mother, it's not as good as you think, the mountain is green, but you know, after a landslide on the mountain, there are not many wild vegetables growing;

There is no way down the mountain. If I want to go up the mountain, I will not be able to come back for a long time. Everyone is hungry. Who can have the energy to climb the mountain?
And now is the time for wild boars to go down the mountain. They have been hungry for a winter, and it is still a winter of disaster. I heard that even during the Chinese New Year, the wild boars go down the mountain. They can't find food and eat people!

Not to mention the south, the north is the same, hey, the wild boar we eat now is caught by us in Jishun Prefecture;

It is not easy to go up and down the mountain, and there are often wild boars and other large animals infesting, so how dare the common people go up the mountain! "

"This... can't we go together?" Chu Qing asked hesitantly, without much confidence.

Ordinary people can't compare with the Chu family. The Chu family's boys are young and strong, and they hug each other. If they want to eat, they eat together. They don't eat alone.

Ordinary people also hide some wild vegetables, for fear that other people's homes will also pick them, and they will not get anything next time they go.

What's more, they will not organize to go up the mountain to collect and hunt together. People have different abilities. If they go together, how will the final results be distributed?

Regardless of the average score or the score according to the population of each family, those who contribute more will definitely not be convinced. In order to order food, the whole village may even fight together.

After Chu Qing asked this question, he added a sentence: "I didn't ask this question; but why is there no road? Didn't they start clearing the road a year ago? Our family even helped!"

Little Treasure really wanted to touch his mother's head kindly and sigh "silly boy", but after thinking about the golden pancake, he swallowed it back and answered seriously: "Our family only helps a few places. How many roads?
Believe it or not, the road opened by our family may be blocked by the back foot!

If the road is blocked, the imperial court has to pay for it, so that everyone can share the money!

Layer after layer of exploitation, how much money can really be left?Also let the disaster victims be hired to clear the road?Three pennies a day, who will do it?How many grains of rice can three pennies buy? "

Chu Qing was startled: "Three pennies? Ten years ago, the day's wages for part-time workers were only twenty pennies!"

Xiaobao spoke earnestly: "Mother, these words, you can talk to Xu Guangze later, I talk too much, you should say I am complicated!"

Clearly speechless.

It's not that she doesn't understand that the "float" of food, wages and project funds, and the "fire consumption" that is levied during tax collection are all means of "income generation" by officials from all over the country.

What Chu Qing didn't expect was that they would dare to do such a thing at such a severe disaster!

Are you not afraid that not many people died during the disaster, but a large number of people died after the disaster?At that time, can they continue to be officials?Not afraid of punishment?
Xiao Bao seemed to see through what Chu Qing was thinking, and said to himself: "Those who have lost their grass are those who have sold out all their acres of land and can't exchange much food for them."

Yes, if they dare to do this, in addition to getting rich, they can also buy cheap land.

When the people are desperate and there is a civil uprising, they will push it to the disaster: it is a natural disaster, not a man-made disaster caused by them.

The change from natural disasters to man-made disasters is only two words - corruption.