i have a fairy world

Chapter 23 Disaster Victims
Two strokes.

Really just two strokes.

Jiang Xuan thought that Huangfuqi would win, because before he became a first-class player, he could use the Dacheng-level [-] shots to face the first-class players without losing.

Now that he has stepped into the first-class realm, and his strength is stronger than before, the possibility of overturning in a small place like Longhua is very low.

It's just that he didn't expect that Huangfuqi would win so easily.

No matter how weak Mr. Yinzhen is, he is also a well-known first-class player in Longhua Mansion, but he didn't even see the third move.

"Is it strange why I won so easily."

Looking at the gold and silver being transported away by the carts, Huangfuqi explained with a smile: "The realm is the realm, and it may not necessarily represent the combat power. Just take me as an example. I have several martial arts at the master level. They are all high-level martial arts, but Mr. Yinzhen only has one hidden weapon that is passable, and other aspects are second-rate."

"Another point is the venue. The yard just now is very small, which is not conducive to his hidden weapons. I am different. My eighteen shots are mainly fast and fierce. The distance between the two is less than seven steps, and the outcome is close. Between two or three strokes."

Jiang Xuan nodded.

A skill is a skill, and a technique is a technique.

In the same realm, everyone's skills are equivalent, and the comparison is fighting skills and adaptability.

Although Huangfuqi is just entering the first-class level, as a senior student of the Baishou Palace, if he does not step into the first-class level, he will not step in, and if he steps in, he will not be at the bottom. In the Jianghu, at least he belongs to the first-class middle-upper level.

What about Mr. Silver Needle?

Although he is a veteran first-class expert, but he has no strong inheritance, and his combat strength is only first-class.

"A robber is simply a robber, worse than a robber."

Ten thousand tons of grain and grass is not a small amount.

Hundreds of people pulled for a full night, and they finished pulling before dawn.

to the back.

It was no longer a question of pretending or not, but of robbing, the grain truck came out of Gaofu, turned around and got into an empty house in the back street.

Master Gao is so angry.

But he can't get angry yet, because they just want to rob you, so they ask you if you want to sue the officials.

"Grain, 230 dans, [-] million jins together."

"Money."

"Gold, 1000 taels."

"Silver, 17 taels, a total of 6000 taels of silver."

Count the numbers.

Jiang Xuan said to Zhou Zhifu, who was grinning from ear to ear: "Today, the Gao family has nothing to say, and the Gao family has nothing to say, so they can only suffer from being dumb, but at this point, everyone has lost face.

The Gao family is one of the six major families. When encountering such a thing, the six major families will definitely advance and retreat together, resist you together, and even send someone to assassinate you.

What about you?

If the disaster relief goes well and the remnants of the Ping'an Road are wiped out, it's okay, and there is a chance for promotion.

If you can't do it, or if something goes wrong, I think you will die without a place to bury you. "

Hear this.

Governor Zhou was not frightened too much, he touched the short beard on his chin and said: "There is no turning back when I open the bow. It doesn't matter whether I get promoted or not, and it doesn't matter whether I die or not. the people of this side."

"You can say whatever you like, I won't be able to lose a penny from my share."

Brother Jiang Xuan settled the accounts clearly: "For 28 taels of silver, you get 6000% and I get 20%. Within three days, I will see a bank note of [-] taels of silver, and I want a common bank note of Shangguo. I from Shenguo Bank Don't admit it."

"understood."

It's not that Zhou Zhifu didn't think about this batch of money, but he also knew that Jiang Xuan couldn't be the only one to take this batch of money, and the Baishou Palace behind it would definitely have a hand, so he didn't have the chance to bargain by himself.

Fortunately, [-]% is not a lot.

Send 3 taels to the garrison general later, and make up for it yourself. Even if you can't be promoted because of disaster relief and suppression of bandits, at least you can spend some money to transfer to some wealthy state capitals as officials.

"There is food now." The prefect of Zhou is just a clever woman who can't afford to live without rice, and it's not that she really doesn't care about the victims: "Over there in Quanjiang County"

Jiang Xuan nodded: "Whether it's making money or getting food, it's all about hunting rabbits. There is only one real purpose, and that is to relieve disasters and suppress bandits."

Two days later.

Quanjiang County.
"Grandpa passing by, can someone do me a favor, my husband died, my mother-in-law has a high fever, and I haven't eaten for two days."

Although the flood receded.

The street is still wet, mixed with a little watery smell.

There are even more people who can't survive.

The flood flooded half of the county, 10,000+ people were displaced, and begging abounds along the streets.

some young ones.

A smarter woman would kneel on the ground and unbutton the two buttons of her jacket.

At a glance, Bairun is hidden and decorated with red hearts. If there is any surplus food in the family, three catties of millet will be taken care of.

Unfortunately, the market did not respond well.

There are too many people affected by the disaster, and coupled with the continuous rain for half a month, there are not many families with surplus food.

This is not.

Seeing that the woman at the street corner was really juicy, Rong Rong, a carpenter in Erdaoxiang, gritted his teeth and stomped his feet anxiously: "Three catties is too much, one catty, if one catty is okay, I will help you."

Such tragedies were staged all over the county.

And this is good. Some families are cold and hungry after a flood, and they can't afford to get sick on the way to flee the famine.

This is not something that can be solved with a few catties of millet, it has to be sold.

"Little doctor Yang, please do me a favor. My husband died, and I am going to go to the next county to join my second sister. The journey is three to five hundred miles. The child is still young, so I really can't take it with me. It's only two taels of silver. Buy a kitten and puppy, pity our mother and daughter."

The whole county hangs streamers.

Every family prepares coffins.

But there are two professions, the more natural disasters and catastrophes, the more fortunes will be made, and that is the coffin shop and the medical clinic.

Young's Medical Center
"Sister, you've seen my situation here. There are hundreds of patients every day, and I'm so busy that I don't touch the ground. It's not that I don't want to help, it's just that this girl is too young."

Taking a look at the little girl led by her mother, she was in her early twenties, and Dr. Yang, who had been sitting in the restaurant for several years, also shook his head: "She is only six or seven years old. Put it here, and I have to take care of her so that I don't have to worry about it." If she didn't pay attention, she was abducted."

What else to say when you see a woman.

Doctor Xiao Yang said again: "Let's see it this way. I built a shack with wooden boards in the backyard. It is good that you want to join relatives, but there are hundreds of miles along the way, and there are many victims. It is dangerous to go alone.

In this way, you will live with those sick patients first, and I will give out porridge sooner or later. Although there is not enough to eat, it will not let everyone starve to death. See if this works. "

"Thank you, thank you." The woman bowed again and again: "You are such a good person, you will live a long life."

"Spread out, disperse!"

Doctor Yang was about to respond, when he saw the noise outside, and more than a dozen policemen came.

"Master Xiong, what wind brought you here?"

The leader is eight feet tall and looks like a brown bear.

But it's obvious.

Dr. Yang is very familiar with the visitor, and he also has a smile from the heart on his face.

"There were disaster victims looting the shops on Qianjie Street. I went to arrest some rioters. I came here to see if there are any disturbances."

Master Xiong was talking.

In the back kitchen, a young girl came out pushing a medicine cart.

Look up.

The medicine cart was two meters long and had three floors. Dozens of steaming bowls of soup and medicine were placed on each floor. Master Xiong couldn't help but click his tongue and said, "Your medicine soup is sold like the one on the side of the road." It’s like selling tea at a tea stand, I said Doctor Yang, you don’t have to make a fortune this year.”

"What kind of money are you making?"

Doctor Yang shook his head slightly: "When my father was still alive, he always told me that our Yang family is a small family rooted in the village. We study medicine to help the world, and hang a pot for consultation. We must first be worthy of our conscience. The people who come to me are all neighbors. If it weren't for the poor and poor victims, if I even made money from these people, my old man would have to be furious."

"Yes, Lord Bear."

The girl pushing the medicine cart also said: "My brother is a free clinic, and he prescribed medicines for the victims for free. In the past half a month, I don't know how many good medicines have been pasted in."

Upon hearing this.

Master Xiong also admired him: "I don't have many people to admire in my life. Your father, Mr. Yang, counts as one, and now you count as one. Don't worry, I'll keep two servants here for a while. If anyone dares to make trouble, I will definitely arrest him and put him in jail."

Doctor Xiao Yang thanked him again and again.

Master Xiong still felt dissatisfied, and said again: "You don't have to worry too much about the victims. The prefect of Zhou in the prefecture sent a letter saying that a batch of food and grass has been collected and will be delivered in a few days, and it is not only for disaster relief, but also for safety. Dao should also be swept away together.”

Doctor Xiao Yang's eyes were fixed: "Really?"

Master Xiong patted his chest: "The county magistrate said it himself."

(End of this chapter)