Great Blue Night Watchman

The high-end and classy sky scene has nothing to do with the earth.

On the Baijiyuan River Beach, the ground is filled with refugees.

Put together a few shelves and put some thatch on them, and you'll have a house.

Spread some hay on the ground to make a bed.

If you can still have some food, this can be paradise.

However, how many people can have food all year round?

On the river beach, mosquitoes are bigger than flies in summer. In winter, the cold wind blows through your body and your body feels chilly. Where is the place for people to stay? The local people would rather live in the deep mountains and old forests than live here. Most of the people living here are refugees.

When their hometown was hit by a disaster, they borrowed land to live temporarily. This is a common calling card for almost all Baiji original residents.

But some people have lived here temporarily for several generations.

Why? In which year does your hometown not suffer disaster?

If there is no natural disaster, there will be military disaster. If there is no military disaster, there will be locust disaster. If there is no locust disaster, there will be human disaster...

In comparison, Baijiyuan is better.

Even if there is nothing to eat, even if a flood comes and more or less people will die, there are still benefits after all. The benefit is that this tidal flat has no owner, no one comes to them to collect high taxes, and this is Haining There are not many wild beasts in the suburbs. Of course, it is good to have wild beasts. Young and strong men can go out and maybe hunt a few for the Tooth Festival...

At a corner near the river, Xiaoxue looked at the Changliu water quietly. She was originally a maid in the Dingnan Hou Mansion. To the country people, she was rich in clothes and food. But more than half a month ago, she came back. Because her father is ill.

She invited doctors and bought medicines, but in the end she could not save her father's life.

Her father passed away, and the Immortal Sect did not allow the body to be buried here. She could only use a few bamboos to build a bamboo raft, cover it with hay, and burn a fire in the middle of the river. Her father turned into ashes under her eyes, and her mother fainted from crying. In her arms.

Xue'er, Xue'er... the mother in the room called softly.

Xiaoxue suddenly woke up from her deep thoughts and pushed open the thatched door outside: Mom, are you hungry... I just picked the freshest wild vegetables, and I'll cook them for you.

The old woman on the bed looked disheveled and extremely weak, but she still stretched out her hand and held her daughter's hand: Xue'er, it's time for you to go back. It's not good to be away for a long time when you are working in someone else's house. The host will dislike you.

Mom, you can't even get out of bed...

Who said Mom can't get up? Mom is fine, just a little tired... The old woman struggled to sit up: Don't worry, okay?

Tears welled up in Xiaoxue's eyes. She didn't dare to tell her mother that she couldn't go back.

The master's family was hit by a disaster, and it was difficult for the family to even have a meal. Going back to the Lin family at this time was not to help him, but to increase the burden on the Lin family...

Suddenly, a voice came from outside: Xiaoxue!

Xueer's heart skipped a beat. She recognized whose voice it was. It was Lin Jialiang, the second young master! The most amazing person in the entire Dingnanhou Mansion.

Why did he appear in Jiangtan? Could it be that something big happened to the Lin family? God bless, don't let anything happen...

Xiaoxue, are you there?

Another voice came, and Xiaoxue's whole body was shaken. The third young master is here too? Something must have happened to the Lin family!

Xue'er, who is it?

Yes... they are the two young masters of the Hou Mansion...

ah? The mother got out of bed: Xue'er, hurry up, please bring the two young masters in...

As soon as the door was opened, Lin Su and Lin Jialiang appeared at the door carrying a bag.

Xiaoxue! Lin Su said: There is some rice and noodles in here. My mother asked us to deliver them...

Madam... Madam, are you okay? Xiaoxue's lips trembled slightly.

Lin Su smiled: My mother is very good. She often worships her ancestors at home and thanks her for their blessings. I said Xiaoxue, after you go back, you have to persuade her to stop worshiping ancestors. It's the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month. As long as the ground is dry, who can bear the thought of worshiping all the time?

The words were light-hearted and playful, but conveyed a key message. The Lin family is doing well and has weathered the storm.

Xiaoxue's heart was filled with waves, as if she was in a dream.

When saying goodbye to Xiaoxue, Lin Su saw a bag of sweet potato in the corner and picked it up: Xiaoxue, give this bag of sweet potato to me...

Xiaoxue was startled: Sir, this is sweet rice, but you can't eat it.

I know it can't eat... Lin Su smiled easily: But I'm thinking about a question, can it... drink? Leave! Goodbye!

Tami threw her shoulders and Lin Su strode away.

There was nothing unusual all the way back, and Lin Jialiang was just puzzled.

Third brother, what are you doing carrying this sweet potato? You can't eat it, even feed it to pigs and dogs. It's destined to be used as fertilizer, and it's not as good as pig and cow dung as fertilizer.

Lin Su said bluntly: I plan to make an experiment to see if this sweet potato can be used to make wine.

Making wine in a feudal society was not as easy as imagined.

Raw materials are a big problem.

The common people eat chaffy wild vegetables, how can you have so much food for you to make wine? If you drink a glass of wine, it may mean that an ordinary person will starve to death. Are you feeling guilty? All dynasties after the Song Dynasty controlled wineries, and they also realized that making wine had the disadvantage of competing with the people for food.

Therefore, Lin Su was not willing to use staple foods such as rice to make wine.

But Tami is completely different.

Sweet rice has no edible value. He uses it to make wine, so there is no need to compete with the people for food.

On the one hand, make good wine and get rich.

On the other hand, wouldn't it be the best of both worlds to find a way to make money for the people on the riverbank? Maybe the saints were impressed by his great deeds and directly gave him the literary world, literary mountain, literary heart and so on. Wouldn't that be hahahaha?

He said it easily, but Lin Jialiang's heart was trembling.

Is it really possible?

This road is not a literary road, but a life path for the people.

The people are helpless and miserable. How many literati describe it with emotional tones, but how many of them really care about people's livelihood?

The third brother is really paying attention!

And he did it himself!

Third brother, reading thousands of books is worse than traveling thousands of miles! Brother, I really understand! Lin Jialiang said: One day, if I become an official, I will definitely live up to the people of all directions!

Lin Su's hand pressed on his shoulder: Okay, one day, I will make you a high official.

Lin Jialiang's eyes shone brightly: Then you must first become a bigger official. Third brother, it's good if you have this understanding. After you go back, study behind closed doors and concentrate on the imperial examination...

Lin Su slapped himself in the mouth: I didn't say anything!

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