warring states careerist

Chapter 70
Before the spring breeze seems to cut, Shangqiu City has a new scenery.

Shi took a few Mohists along, pushing a few wheelbarrows with sweaty heads, and ran from the east gate to the west gate, and from the south gate to the north gate in turn.

It is obviously extremely heavy to pull on the two large baskets of grain.

Even those who have been suffering all the year round, it is difficult to rely on shoulders and hands for such a long-term transfer.

The creaking sound of the wheelbarrow attracted the attention of many people, and many people followed them to watch and play around.

Shi stopped at a crowded place, wiped his sweat, and then someone shouted: "Shi, what did you Mohists do to benefit people?"

In the past two months, his reputation has risen, from a shoemaker's son that no one knows to a person known to most of the [-] households in Shangqiu.

[-] households, put it in an age that is suitable for living, that is, at the level of a larger township, maybe a town mayor manages more people than a country's capital at this time, and it is much easier to become famous in the country's capital.

In the past few days, these people have been listening to things like profiting others, even if they don't understand what it means, they have already said it proficiently.

Shi put the wheelbarrow away, stood on the two baskets of corn, and said loudly: "This is called an ink cart. Why is it called an ink cart? One is made by the ink maker, and the other... What color is the ink? It's just us." We don't have the fair and tender faces of those noble people. This thing doesn't use horses, isn't it just the cart used by us dark people?"

The method he used to stir up the flames and take the opportunity to indoctrinate was unmatched at this time. With a few words, an invisible wooden wedge was inserted into the hearts of everyone.

It's just that this kind of thing doesn't appear for the time being, and everyone is still busy praising these "ink carts", so they asked: "Are you tired?"

Shi stretched out his arm, which was not too strong compared to those strong men, and said: "Look at my arm, it can be pushed. How about we compare? Who has the strongest strength? I push the cart, you choose, from Walk from the south gate to the north gate. Let's see who gets the most?"

A few strong men were already ready to move, and a few wanted to show off their skills, so they shouted, "How about winning?"

"Win? I don't have much money, but my brother-in-law's wheat flour soy milk stand is here. Whoever wins will eat cakes for a month! Even if they don't win, as long as they can pick a place, each person will get a piece of tofu!"

When he shouted like this, many people were eager to try.

Appropriately asked the Mozhe next to him to put down the grain that had been torn up first, and found a hemp bag woven with the help of several village communes, and put the grain in it.

Qisui, who made bamboo strips, whispered beside him: "Can you do it?"

Shi Shi shook his shoulders and whispered: "It's not good. I can't hold it anymore. But I have to compare."

Rubbing his shoulders, he called a few people in the market to be witnesses, and then put the prepared leather rope around his neck, so that he could save part of the arm strength to lift the unicycle, and he could run farther.

With the strength of seven or eight young men, they carried a sack full of grain on their backs, grabbed the bottom of the sack with both hands, bent slightly to let the sack get stuck on their backs, and walked forward with a yell.

There were a bunch of children behind them shouting for encouragement, seeing that those people had carried about [-] to [-] catties on their backs, knowing that these people might not be able to walk seven or eight miles, so I was not in a hurry, so I just rested there for a while.

After chatting with everyone for a while, I rested my sore arms, asked someone to carry about [-] catties of grain, and pushed forward with a shout.

He walked very slowly, but fortunately the ground was flat, and he moved forward unsteadily.

When he caught up with someone, he deliberately took a few steps forward, stood down and laughed at the people behind.

The people carrying the food were already very tired, and there was no light burden for the long journey. At this time, they were stimulated, and their feet suddenly accelerated.

Seeing that this person quickened his pace, he was secretly happy, knowing that this person's strength would dissipate in a moment, his rhythm would be lost, and it would be impossible to catch up.

He pushed the cart and walked forward again, until he reached the fastest man, and repeated the same trick, but the man didn't listen, and just walked with his head depressed.

There were already a lot of people following behind, and I was too tired, so I took a rest for a while.

Someone shouted: "Shi, hurry up, you are going to lose."

Shi replied: "It was me who lost, but not the ink chariot. How many foolish people are there? If he pushes this chariot and compares it with himself, which one do you think will win?"

Everyone thought this was the case, and how many people asked who could make the ink cart?Willing to sell?
Shi Ye didn't answer, and pushed the cart forward. When he finally got close to the city gate, the soldiers guarding the gate were all shouting and cheering.

Shi Shi knew that the other party had reached his limit, but he could actually persist, but deliberately slowed down.After the other party had resisted the food with wheezing, Shi Shi pretended to be annoyed and pushed the cart over.

The spectators who followed behind shouted and said distressedly: "My brother and sister-in-law have been given away a lot of wheat. Hey, who told us Mohists that once we say a word, it is hard to catch up?"

While talking, a group of Mohists behind also pushed the wheelbarrow over, handed Shi a large pot of water with salt, and took the opportunity to preach about drinking some boiled water with salt after heavy work in summer.

Many businessmen or farmers in the city asked where to buy this ink cart, and they were in need of it.If you use a carriage, it is too expensive, at least you need two horses; if you rely on your shoulders, it is indeed not as good as this ink cart.That brawny man is also a well-known figure in the Shangqiu market, let alone other people.

Shi pointed to these one-wheeled lanes put together: "There are 36 cars in total here. There are nine in the east, west, north, south, and near the city, so they can be used to benefit people."

"The Mohist said, fellowship benefits you, and you save a lot of energy, so you can love others. There are naturally widowed and lonely people in the city, so we choose those who have fought in wars, been injured, and have no children. Take care of these ink carts. As for you, when you come to use them, grab a handful of corn, or half a handful, or just a piece of firewood. After all, these lonely and widowed people have something to rely on. If you don’t take it, that’s okay. No one will say anything..."

Half a handful of rice, but a mouthful.A piece of firewood is worth nothing, and everyone came one after another: "How can I? Who doesn't have the heart to love others? It's just that I am living a difficult life."

Shi bowed and saluted and said: "Then I will thank you on behalf of all Mohists. To do righteous things, there are you and me. Guan Zhong once said that warehouses know etiquette, so we will find ways to do things that benefit others. So that in the future everyone’s granary will be rich and fruitful. Do you think it’s okay for the Mohist to do this?”

Everyone in front of the city gate shouted hello, and Shi said a few more words, and asked someone to push out some disabled widowers who had fought in the war, and they used them to guard the ink carts and cook food for hundreds of families.

Since the nobles hold the right to taxation and war, which cannot be usurped at this time, they should first usurp the other functions of the government, such as weak welfare or supporting orphans and widows.

36 cars, not worth a few dollars.Four widowers, one of nine cows.

But it was unprecedented, and if it was done after all, it would be very different.

After he said this, everyone praised him one after another, and the name of the Mohist once again resounded throughout the city.

The sore arm of the ninja stood on the sack, waving his arms and saying something that sounded harmless in a loud voice. It was nothing more than trivial things like love, respect, drink more boiled water, etc., but he spoke eloquently , many listeners.

At the end, he said again: "This ink cart is not expensive. If you can afford a carriage, you may not be able to afford a horse; if you can afford a horse, you may not be able to feed a horse. This thing is very good. Whoever wants to buy it , you might as well go to the artisan association to buy it and settle it."

"If you can't afford it temporarily, you can pay it off in three to five years."

"One more thing, if someone wants to learn these carpentry skills, they might as well ask their children to learn. If you have a meal, the meal is not good, and you don't have money, but you can always learn a skill after three to five years of study."

Apprenticeship is one of the methods of exploitation under the feudal system. Unpaid labor is exchanged for the skills of the master, and the master exchanges the labor of the apprentice for money. This is some dross.

But if this apprentice is in the hands of the Mozhe, it is actually a small division of labor workshop, and it is a workshop with extremely low-cost labor-under the division of labor system, in fact, there is nothing to learn. Working in the workshops of the Mohists has nowhere to go and no way to settle down.

He is a person who will do everything for the future. He knows that this is a hidden exploitation that he hates, but he still chooses to do it.

This is what promotes progress at this time, this is now and not then.

Thirty-odd wheelbarrows that didn't cost much, a month's wheat cake rice, and a few pieces of tofu, let Shangqiu know about the wheelbarrow within a day.

Mohist's action of righteousness is carried out every day at the four places where the wheelbarrows are stored at the entrance of the city, and four disabled old people guard the wheelbarrow.

What others see is not only pity, but also the righteousness and universal love of the Mohist.

36 wheelbarrows, the creaking sound can always be transformed into the Mohist’s heart of doing righteousness, and it resounds in the market in Shangqiu every day, making people forget it even if they want to.

Every time there was a creaking sound in front of brother and sister-in-law Shi’s wheat flour shop, the strong man sitting there eating free cakes would laugh a few times, and then talk to others about Mo’s righteousness and love for the world.

Behind the creaking sound, those sweaty people are the foundation of Mozhe in the city.

Most people who are alone with four horses will not support the Mohists.

People with two horses and two horses will not appear on a large scale until the Mohists change.

People who are pushing a small cart rattling alone may have a set of two horses and one horse of their own in the future, but they need to pursue it by themselves one day.

It is also a dream to turn a squeaky unicycle into a two-wheeled one-horse cart.

When one day you only rely on your destiny to work hard but you can only despair of this dream, the creaking sound of these unicycles will be nice and even better.

Every time there is a creaking sound from the market, even though these wheelbarrows may not be the 36 but new ones, or may even be imitated by carpenters who are not craftsmen, the name of Moche is fixed like this, and no one can change it.

One day in the future, it will spread to Taoyi, Linzi, Luoyang, Anyi, and Yingdu. As long as it is not alphabetic characters, even if the pronunciation is different, the written characters will still be ink cars.

The ink of the ink, the ink of the ink.

The ink of Qianshou, the ink of tanning.

(End of this chapter)