Follow General Cao to mix the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 34 The struggle begins

Wang Hou didn't know how lucky he was.

In the Prime Minister's Mansion, on Cao Cao's office case, there was a thick stack of bamboo slips, all of which were impeachment of Wang Hou for privately recruiting refugees. At this time, Grand Master Dong Cheng also stood under the desk in person, bowing in pain with.

"Prime Minister, gathering the filth of Xudu to disrupt the feng shui and dragon spirit of the great man, and arbitrarily recruiting more than [-] refugees to make a part of it, the intention of this conspiracy has been clearly revealed! Such an unfaithful and unfilial person really cannot stay! "

"Okay, now that we know the truth, we will send someone to investigate Wang Hou!"

After talking angrily for a long time, this light sentence was exchanged. Dong Cheng was obviously very unwilling, but before he bowed with his fists in his hands, Cao Cao's voice raised impatiently.

"Recently, the order of the court is very chaotic, and there are guards who dare to steal the royal property! Grand Master Dong needs to take more care!"

Hearing these words, Dong Cheng obviously shivered violently, even beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, he didn't dare to say another word, he clasped his fists and bowed, and hurriedly backed out of the lobby.

It wasn't until he left that Cao Cao raised his head gloomyly, but shook his head in distress and helplessness.

"It was just killing a woman by mistake. Regardless of my ability, I killed more than 4000 old and weak women and children. If you are so emotional, you can't become a waste material for the general climate!"

"The old man wants to see how he ends up!"

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When Mr. Cao lamented that his employees were useless, Wang Hou, as a small supervisor, put out all his skills and tossed desperately.

A great person once said that if you have the conditions, you have to go, and if you don’t have the conditions, you have to create the conditions!Now Wang Hou has no conditions to put more than 4000 refugees into thick down jackets, but the wisdom of the working people is infinite. Old Wang Fu harvested a lot of millet stalks left for fire after harvesting in autumn, and tied them together with ropes. A piece of curtain, put on the body, can also block a lot of wind and cold.

Then there is food. Corn as the refined grain of this era is much more expensive than wheat as coarse food. Two buckets of millet can be exchanged for three and a half buckets of wheat. The remaining [-] millet in the mansion are all sold , All replaced with wheat, so that there will be six thousand shi of grain, which can last for a while at least.

On the side of the high platform where a large number of biogas digesters were built in Niujia Village, scaffolding was erected in a hurry. Dozens of men in straw coir raincoats were busy walking around under Wang Hou's finger, holding hammers and ping-pong-pong. get busy.

The mortise and tenon method handed down by Lu Ban's patriarch is indeed good, but it takes too long without tools. If it is fast, nails are better. Dig eight big holes in the ground, and bury three-meter-high pillars for more than one meter. Thinner beams are used to form a triangle, and the skeleton is almost ready. The remaining roof is covered with straw, and the sides of the pillars are pasted with mud to form walls. In three or four days, a rather spacious shed is built. out.

It's just that this shed is not used for living. The cover of the thatched shed that was built with great difficulty was removed again, and several longer pillars were erected. At the top of the pillars, a huge " chrysanthemum".

A piece of wood the size of a chopping board in the middle, and a thin wooden pole is inserted around it, and thinner wooden boards are nailed to the wooden pole. It spun rapidly in the cold wind.

It doesn't matter if this thing turns, it drives the rope tied to the top to turn rapidly, and the rope pulls the wooden bearing below, and amidst the creaking sound, the stone mill weighing dozens of kilograms also starts to spin.

Later generations mentioned the Netherlands. Two-dimensional people have the impression of the country of homosexuals, while normal people have the impression of the country of windmills. The staple food of Westerners is bread, and they need to grind a lot of flour all year round. In order to save animal power, this kind of windmill is built and driven by wind. Mopan, in the knight novel "Don Quixote", when Don Quixote came from the Spanish countryside, he saw this thing for the first time and regarded it as a cyclops, riding a donkey and dancing with a knight's gun to challenge this thing aggressively , and then let the windmill fan to one side.

From now on, the staple food in Wang Hou's mansion is wheat, and he can't eat undercooked wheat rice, but he can't afford to raise cattle, and he can eat grass for half a day. The cow must be exhausted to death. In order to save the cow's spring farming, he can only use this tricky method.

But don’t say it, this thing works really well. Under the strong wind of the North China Plain, the mill turns like an electric fan. The wheat grains are poured in on the top, and the gray flour and wheat bran fall down together.

Of course, these recruited refugees did not have the good fortune to enjoy the white flour steamed buns that Wang Hou ate and hand-rolled noodles. The blackened thick steamed buns have a rough taste.

And this steamed bun can’t be eaten in vain. The steamed steamed bun was put on the table, and the account books of the new work of the palace were also placed on the table. The Yangzhou refugees who had rested for more than three days were driven to line up Only after Wang Fu and a few Wang family servants who were proficient in writing wrote down their names and pressed their fingerprints could they receive these black-faced steamed buns.

The price of this steamed bun is that he completely became Wang Hou's tenant servant and completely lost his freedom.

No way, according to Mr. Lu Xun's words, this is an era when it is impossible to be a slave!There is still a way to survive as a tenant slave. If you continue to be a refugee, you may have to become someone else’s food one day. Seeing the child squatting in the snow with a big black steamed bun happily gnawing on it, adults It can only be a heavy sigh while holding the still warm black steamed bun.

This is the only way to survive. No one dares to be unwilling. It took more than a day to enter the name. By the way, Wang Hou conducted another inventory of resources. No wonder the big family in Xudu is unwilling to recruit refugees. The quality of the music is indeed not good. Among the 4000 people, there are only 40 middle-aged men between the ages of 620 and 800 who can do heavy work in the fields, and there are more than [-] elderly people in their previous years. Men and women under [-] who can’t do heavy work There were seven hundred and seventy-eight children, and the rest were all women.

Yuan Shu was so aggressive that most of the men of the Yangzhou generation were conscripted into the army by him. This ratio is quite high!Maybe there are too few heavy jobs. What Wang Hou hopes to turn over at present is a coal mine that was dug out from the hands of Mr. Cao.

But no matter how helpless, this is a reality that needs to be accepted. After the statistics are completed, the four thousand plays were divided into seven natural villages by Wang Hou according to the seven counties where the refugees escaped from Yangzhou, and each village was stuffed. Twenty respected old men were selected to serve as the production team leaders of the village.

There were more than two months before the spring plowing. After the production units were divided, and on the fifth day after the rest in Niujiazhuang, all the refugees were dragged into Funiu Mountain by Wang Hou.

It was quite a grand day to enter the mountain. More than 4000 people, led by the elders in their respective villages, were organized into seven groups in a mess. As Wang Hou, the feudal patriarch's lecturer, several tiger and leopard riders and more than a dozen strong men and servants of Wang Ganzi all put on armor, with their chests out as much as possible, with knives in their hands, or Holding a long halberd, he gave Wang Hou a majestic look.

Accompanied by Wang Fu, Zhao Laotian, and Niu Wanjin, two "veteran cadres" with their hands behind their backs pretending to be majestic, Wang Hou climbed onto the earthen platform with a serious expression.

This is the second time he has faced these black and white refugees. Just a few months ago, he was just a small company employee who had just joined the company and could be managed by anyone, but now he has transformed into a company with [-] employees. The "coal mine boss" is not born to be a leader, let alone Wang Hou, a good-for-nothing nerd who has never been a class leader. His dark eyes are fixed on him. It's strange that he is not nervous.

But perhaps the desire for power is flowing in the veins of men. The fate of these 4000 people is all determined by himself. Amid the tension, a unique excitement lingers in Wang Hou's heart without even realizing it. On the earthen platform, there was silence for a second or two, and excitedly prompted, Wang Hou cleared his throat heavily.

"Folks! From today, this is your new home! A better life will start here!"

After saying a word, a group of employees didn't give the leader face. Xiner didn't applaud at all, but it's no wonder that even Wang Hou felt ashamed. The nearby mountains were all cut down, and he spent a lot of money to make the wood for the mill. Through Guo Jia’s relationship, he bought it from some of Mr. Cao’s cronies. Now he is really unable to build houses for these trilogy tenants. At night, we can only light a bonfire outside the straw pile, and the family gets into the straw pile to keep warm overnight.

This kind of living conditions! Carry out a good life?Wang Hou himself didn't believe it!
A look of embarrassment appeared on his face, and he stuttered for a second or two, but Wang Hou's tone immediately became hurried.

"In Liu County, I promise you that as long as I have something to eat! I won't let you starve to death! But there is a premise, that is, you work for me, Wang Hou, and work hard! Today I will talk about the rules of this winter. In front of you is a charcoal Mine! You dug up coal for me, and every time you dug up a basket, you will exchange for a steamed bun! Your respective village elders will count! Report to Wang Butler at night to distribute, recruit women and noodles to steam steamed buns, and every time a pot of steamed buns is made , is also a steamed bun! This one is distributed by the cook in the mansion herself!"

"In addition, the head of the family will send someone to verify the quantity. Once it is discovered that there are frauds and frauds, the food distribution of your entire village will be cancelled, and all the food will be left to the head of the family to starve!"

"Remember! This is just the beginning! Exchange today's hard work for tomorrow's warmth, sufficient food, warm clothes, and a spacious house. You will have it in the future! As long as you are willing to pay!"

It is estimated that before Wang Hou crossed, Lizard Oll, the manager of any small company, could give a speech that was a hundred times more passionate than Wang Hou's words. Unlimited waves came, men, women and children scrambled to pick up the shovel from the pile of tools that had been prepared, and rushed to the exposed open-pit coal mine like a charge in a battle. stand up.

What drives them is just a steamed bun for dinner. Only those who have been hungry know how terrible it is to be hungry.

With so many people and strong strength, the dark coal in the soil basket was transported to the designated hillside one by one. The black coal mountain began to pile up at a speed visible to the naked eye, but Wang Hou was still very happy watching this scene. When he woke up, he was quite helpless, and shook his head heavily in self-deprecating manner.

"Black Heart Coal Boss!"

(End of this chapter)