Villager of Daming

Chapter 1200: Endless Telegrams and Hate in Dreams

The village head knew that the greatest function of the telegraph at the moment was naturally to convey military intelligence.

In addition to military intelligence, there is also business intelligence. Department stores are comfortable to use. How can other merchants have such channels?
Department stores kept sending telegrams about what was cheaper or more expensive somewhere.

The information is gathered in Nanjing, and Nanjing department stores dispatch and transport cheap goods from other places to expensive places for sale.

It can allow people in cheap places to sell their goods. If they buy more, the price will naturally become higher. It can also lower the prices for people in expensive places.

Merchants can take advantage of this. Ordinary shops send out their transportation needs, and sometimes the shops quote prices themselves. Merchants then evaluate the difficulty of transportation and the profit to be earned.

Sometimes, department stores ask merchants to quote prices, and merchants compete with each other, using all kinds of means to quote low prices and would rather lose money to get the orders.

When attacking other peers, you can gain enough trust and lay the foundation for continuing to get orders in the future.

During transportation, you can also buy the same things locally and transport them to another place to sell.

Some other merchants who were unable to get orders also learned to buy things locally and transport them over themselves.

For example, the mustard seed used to make pickled mustard is collected and transported by merchants, while Xiaqiao Village is responsible for a semi-pickle factory and is recruiting people to work.

To the north of the Yellow River and in the northeast, it is suitable to grow snail vegetables and another kind of mustard greens, which is called taro head in the Northeast. It does not taste as good as zhacai. Even if it is pickled, it still has a fishy smell. If you want to remove this smell, you have to soak it in soy sauce or put it in a jar of soybean paste to make pickles.

Generally, the residue from making soy sauce is used for pickling, which is not available to ordinary people, but there is a factory in Xiaqiao Village.

"Hey~~ Delicious! There are so many things to do every day, aren't you tired?"

The head of the village is tired and feels sorry for Hanhan. He is only responsible for learning from Hanhan, and Hanhan needs planning.

Hanhan has been craving for braised pork lately. I soaked the wild boar meat I hunted today in cold water and will eat the braised pork tomorrow to nourish Hanhan.

"I feel good and not tired! I feel a sense of accomplishment watching our Ming Dynasty grow stronger little by little.

It makes life better for many people, allows children to go to school, and provides medical treatment for the sick.

This is what emperors of every dynasty wanted to do, but no one had ever succeeded. Zhu Yuan... Your Majesty, it turned out that it was not possible either.

If productivity cannot keep up, everything else is just castles in the air and illusions. The ideas are good, but in reality they are impossible to achieve.

The only thing to be thankful for is that the current officials still have the idea of ​​leaving their names in history and have faith, and their faith is not money.

The essence of suppressing business is not to prevent businessmen from doing business, but to prevent capital from influencing the government.

Once capital is included in the political power, how can those in power not pursue their own material enjoyment?
We in Xiaqiu Village all want to live a good life! The people in the palace are now asking them to not have electricity, flush toilets, sewers, or running water, and they can only agree to... drink!"

Zhu Wentian said that he didn't want to say more. It was a very contradictory thing to make officials honest, unless they were given more money.

Those who can become officials are all capable people. They have the ability to pay back but little money, so they can only think of ways to make money. Tell others about their feelings!

"Drink!" The village head also didn't want to think about annoying things. Governing officials is the most difficult thing, and to maintain high salaries and honest officials, one still needs money.

……

The two sides playing hide-and-seek on the battlefield outside also found it difficult and frustrating.

The rain was getting heavier just as Zhu Wentian said. Lightning kept crackling and heavy raindrops were clattering down. When the rain fell on the body, the heat was lost quickly. Hypothermia can kill people. It has nothing to do with physical fitness. No matter how good the physical fitness is, one cannot stand hypothermia.

The search team was walking along the road with flashlights, shouting as they went, asking the people of the Northern Yuan Dynasty to come out, saying that they would not kill those who surrendered, and that they would treat the prisoners well...

The entire battlefield area was large, and some of the Northern Yuan soldiers surrendered because they couldn't bear it anymore. They just wanted to drink some hot water and have a good sleep.

Some people are unwilling to be caught like this. Even if they are not killed, can they be worshipped? They are guaranteed to be enslaved.

So run if you can! What if you manage to hide? Just lie in the bushes and keep silent, looking at that lantern? The torch is swinging back and forth...

It passed by me, and I successfully avoided the search. Then... it was so cold, the light was gone, and it was too dark around me to see anything.

Another group of people comes. Hide, don't move, and hold on. You will wait until the rain stops and the sunrise, and it will be warm then.

I feel sleepy and want to sleep, but I can't sleep and I have dreams. What if I dream that I can't bear it anymore and shout to surrender?
Just shouting 'I surrender, I'm here, I want to sleep, I want hot water'.

"I heard you. No need to keep shouting. It's okay, it's okay. Everything will be fine. Hang in there. Don't be afraid. Quick, water bag, hot water, stretcher. This guy has a fever. Give him medicine quickly!"

The hiding Northern Yuan soldiers heard the noise in their dream. Great! Someone was helping them sit up and drink hot water. They felt so warm!
Take another sip. Okay, still cold. What kind of medicine is this? Bitter, Coptis chinensis? Don't dream about this. Change it. It's bitter!

Yes, cover me with something, good man! Don't wake up, just dream now, forever, don't wake up...

Many Northern Yuan soldiers fell ill. Some fell down without anyone noticing, and some spoke nonsense. If they were found, they would be treated. If they fell down and were not found, they would basically...

The Ming soldiers responsible for carrying people were replaced every time. When people were carried back or sent back, the Ming soldiers who sent people would stay at the receiving point behind and be replaced by others.

The people who come up will carry a lot of water bags filled with hot ginger and sugar water.

Neither side feels comfortable, but they continue to struggle. The anxiety is despairing.

As the Ming army was capturing the enemy, they had logistical support and were not in a defeated state, so they were in relatively better condition.

The Northern Yuan army on the other side was finished. They were running for their lives. They had no food, were cold, sleepy, physically exhausted and under great mental pressure.

……

When the sky gradually brightened, the rain was still falling, which was fatal!
"Do we have enough medicine? How many people have caught a cold? Someone who was on guard had a fever yesterday."

In the morning, everyone eats in a large tent that is specially prepared for eating.

Zhu Chong felt sorry for his staff. After waking up today and just washing up, he learned that several guards in the Qin Palace had fallen ill yesterday.

The guards here are all sick, not to mention those who go out to look for people. He is worried about non-combat casualties. No, those who are looking for people are actually in combat status.

"Don't worry, Your Highness. It's enough. It's definitely enough. I knew this might happen, so I brought it specially."

An official from the Qin Palace replied that he was in charge of this matter, but the medicine he was responsible for was not used.

The guard with fever was given an acupuncture injection by the people of Xiaqiu Village. The medicine that drips into the body drop by drop is powerful! Anyway, I have never seen anyone die after using the drops.

(End of this chapter)