I Don’t Want To Be the Emperor

 Chapter 152 The wealthy commoner

He understood very well that even if a group of people were fighting, if someone got too anxious, someone would die if he didn't pay attention.

 What's more, it's a life-and-death war with real swords and real guns.

 Whether it is the era of cold weapons or hot weapons, war is always crueler than imagined.

 It is one thing to understand, but it is another thing to feel uncomfortable.

 As a modern person who has lived in peaceful times, sometimes he really cannot accept it.

Xiao Xizi said, "Your Majesty, I heard from Master Shan that these people are all worthy of death, and many of them are habitual criminals who have been sent to labor camps.

After the city was broken this time, there was a lot of theft, and even rape, which caused harm to many girls.

Had it not been for Mr. He's skill in running the army, these people would have dared to be lawless. "

After Lin Yi put down the tea cup, he continued, "If you have a good burial, if you have family members, please go and express your condolences."

Some people deserve to die, but there is no proof of death, and there is no way to pursue them now. We still have to do some superficial work, and we must not chill the hearts of the living.

Xiao Xizi said, "Yes, I will go and tell Master Shan now."

This time there were more casualties in Baiyun City. The corpses were piled up in more than forty carts. In order to avoid diseases, they were skillfully covered with oil paper and finally a thick straw curtain.

 However, the smell of corpses that filled the sky was still unstoppable.

Unlike before, when hundreds of people died, they were filled with indignation and died together. Now, when thousands of people died, most of them were smiling and beaming with joy.

Every citizen who enters Daxi City will gain something!

 Some of the dead bandits were looted, and the main source of income came from the remaining materials in the city.

Daxi City is a large city with tens of thousands of people. The rogue bandits entered the city and massacred many of them. Ten houses were empty, and many things became ownerless.

 All important belongings were looted by the bandits.

But the bandits only picked up watermelons and hugged them, so they naturally lost the sesame seeds.

 The iron pots, bowls, and grain stored by the residents in the city, and even copper locks, brass door rings, agricultural iron tools, and ropes on the water pullers can all be exchanged for money!

 Those who are smarter will pick out the gold and silver jewelry from the old clothes of wealthy families.

 If you are lucky, you can also find a lot of things such as cloth, grain, lacquerware, bedding, etc. in some shops.

 Don’t worry about taking too much and not being able to take it away. Suppliers in Baiyun City, such as Li Sanniang from the ready-made clothing store, Huang Daoji from the blacksmith shop, and others have set up stalls directly at the city gate to collect whatever they want.

Even old clothes can be sold to the refugees in Baiyun City after being starched and washed at home.

Within a few days, Wang Xiaoshuan, the clerk of Zhurou Rong, was lucky enough to find a cellar of a family with a box full of copper coins and a thousand catties of grain!

The copper coins were exchanged for Huang Daoji for silver coins, and the grain was given directly to Liang Qingshu, the chief storekeeper of the Liang Gen family.



 There was an explosion among the refugees, digging three feet into the ground, looking for so-called cellars everywhere.

 Finally, I found a lot.

Some people were unconvinced and did not believe that they could not find a cellar, so they gave full play to their imagination and dug holes in the yards of wealthy families to bury explosives directly!

For three consecutive days, Daxicheng was filled with the sound of explosives and the permeating smell of gunpowder.

For this reason, He Jixiang had to restrict him from using gunpowder without permission or disturbing the people. There were still many escaped residents in Daxi City.

Looking at the devastated Daxi City, He Jixiang shook his head one after another.

On the day when the army returned to Baiyun City, there were only seven or eight thousand civilians behind them, and most of them stayed behind.

 Unless Daxi City is demolished, the rest will not leave.

 Including pork meat.

 After the army left, the entire Big Tin City was dominated by suppliers like them!

He sat in the middle of the lobby of the Daxicheng government office with a golden sword, holding a wine glass in one hand, patting the gavel with the other hand, and shouted loudly, "Who is there in the hall? Tell me your name!"

 Let me give you a review! "

"Ha ha."

There was a burst of laughter below.

 Pork Rong is getting more and more proud.

 It feels so **** good to be condescending.

 “Pork Rong, you should **** come down,”

The butcher said dissatisfiedly, "I haven't tasted what it's like to be a court official yet. Even if I've seen it in a play, I have to give it a try!"

 “Wait a moment,”

Pork Rong burped and said, "My **** is not yet warm from sitting on it!"

 What a scenery!

 You can brag for a lifetime from now on.

Liang Qingshu walked in with his hands behind his back and said, "I'm leaving tomorrow. Do you have any plans?"

Huang Daoji said, "Shopkeeper Liang, this Daxicheng is so big. Let's just stay here for a while. It will be difficult to encounter such an opportunity in the future!"

Liang Qingshu smiled and said, "Did you forget about the ninth grade?

 What if he comes back?

How can we people fight him?

 Don’t lose your life in vain. "

Pork Rongdao said, "You don't know how powerful Mr. Hong is. That **** ninth-grade guy is definitely running with his tail between his legs. Please pray to God not to be overtaken by Mr. Hong."

“I think what shopkeeper Liang said is reasonable,”

Li Sanniang, who had always been grumpy, suddenly became cautious, "Let's not talk about Jiupin, let's just talk about the bandits around us. We all have a dark eye and don't know anything.

 What if the bandits come again and Mr. He and the others are not here, how can we resist?

Let's just accept it as soon as we can.

 Shopkeeper Liang, I will go with you tomorrow. "

 “Are you all so brave?”

When Zhurong Rong saw that they were about to leave, he panicked and asked, "How about we leave the day after tomorrow?"

Although he is a pork seller, he also got a lot of good things when he went to the city this time. The carriage was nervous and he hadn't had time to gather it yet.

The butcher followed and said, "I'm leaving too."

Everything that Pork Rong opposes, he firmly supports!

“Oh, shopkeeper Liang is right, it’s better to be careful”

 “Yes, yes, almost.”

 “As a human being, don’t be too greedy!”

Others also followed suit.

 Zhu Rong looked at the people who followed Liang Qingshu and Li Sanniang out of the lobby and stamped his feet angrily, "Little Shuanzi!"

Wang Xiaoshuan squinted his eyes and kept staring at the plaque behind Pork Rong that said "The Mirror Hangs High". Those big characters were made of copper, and they could be sold for money if they were cut out!

 Thinking about sneaking in in the middle of the night to get it!

Otherwise, if people see it, they will definitely get a share of the pie.

 “Little Shuanzi!”

Pork Rong couldn’t help but roar again!

 “What’s the matter, shopkeeper?”

Wang Xiaoshuan replied lazily.

As long as he returns to Baiyun City, he can become a small rich man. There is no need to work for Pork Rong as his assistant.

 So, if you have money to support you, you will be more courageous, and now you are not afraid of pork at all!

Zhu Rong said angrily, "Are you deaf?

 Hurry up and pack your things. Let’s go together tomorrow morning! "

"OK."

If it weren't for the fact that Pork Rong hadn't paid his wages, Wang Xiaoshuan wouldn't have bothered to say anything.

Pork Rong was helpless. He knew that after returning, the relationship between their boss and his clerk might be over.

 (End of this chapter)