When we came to the streets, it had only been a few days since this ancient city had already started to become prosperous.
Yang Ming and Zhang Wencai walked slowly along the ancient streets, not to find restaurants but to exaggerate the noisy scene.
"Brother, don't you think it's strange?
Is there some special day today?
Why are there so many people coming and going?"
Zhang Wencai asked Yang Ming, pointing to the few porters in front.
Yang Ming nodded.
He did see many strong men in short shirts along the way.
These people were in groups and looked cheerful.
They must have earned a lot of money in recent days.
Stepping forward, Yang Ming asked a strong man with relatively clean clothes: "Dare I ask this man, why are there so many people in Suizhou City these days?"
The person who saw the question was a scholar.
The strong man was obviously at a loss.
Although Yang Ming and Zhang Wencai were not very old, their current clothes were scholar uniforms made of fine materials.
At this age, there could be a scholar.
He was obviously an anomaly when he asked a Liba person in a pleasant manner.
"As for the young master, it is said that some kind of group was established in Hongcheng recently."
The strong man thought for a moment and corrected: "It is said that there are many big men who have invested in the coal group.
There are many people in our Suizhou city.
Join, this is not” He pointed to the crowd forming a circle not far away and said: "I see there are no jobs.
One person earns three hundred bucks a month, and they also provide food and hugs.
Several of our brothers are also here to work."
Although the strong man was cautious, he could not hide the joy in his heart.
Three hundred dollars is enough to buy half a truck of food.
He can feed his whole family by himself.
Such a good thing is the kindness of the old man to give poor people like them a way to eat white rice.
"So you think this coal group is good?"
Yang Ming asked with a smile.
"Of course," the strong man affirmed: "Our Suizhou City alone has recruited more than 300 people.
It is said that Hongcheng, Daying and some surrounding counties have recruited, but it can feed a lot of people.
How can it be so good?
Tuan, why is it bad?”
The strong man didn't understand other things.
He only knew that the Coal Group could keep his whole family well fed, and that the girl could have a brand-new floral dress during the Chinese New Year.
I no longer had to pay for a few big bucks and put three incense sticks on my wife in the middle of the night.
It was enough to spin the thread with the red dot that was almost out of the light.
Yang Ming felt a little chilly in his heart.
He didn't know whether what he did was right or wrong It is true that the coal group has fed thousands of people, allowing them to eat and drink and make their families live a very prosperous life.
However, there are always advantages and disadvantages, and some people benefit while others lose.
If someone uses the coal stove and briquettes from the coal group, no one will use the firewood chopped by the firewood man.
And what will happen to these people if they lose their livelihood selling firewood?
I am still too young Yang Ming thanked the strong man, and then Zhang Wencai, who was also smiling, walked towards the river.
He felt that he should take a breath of wind by the river, which might make him feel better.
He unintentionally released a fierce tiger, and the convenience he had not yet had had already harmed countless people.
An old man was sitting by the river, fishing with a fishing rod in his hand.
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Yang Ming did not disturb him and sat quietly watching him fishing.
This sitting lasted for two hours, from the morning sun filling the sky with clouds until the sun was at the top of the sky.
Although it was already autumn, the sun was still a bit bright.
Yang Ming did not bring a bamboo hat and was dazzled by the sun.
"Little boy, do you also like fishing?"
the old man asked casually.
"I don't like it," Yang Ming replied lazily: "There are many people in this world who don't want to do things they don't like, but I have to do it.
Isn't that what I have experienced?"
"Haha, I can't tell you, kid, you have something to worry about."
The old man raised his head and glanced at Yang Ming.
At this time, the fish had already taken the bait.
As soon as he retracted the rod, a three-inch long fish was dropped by him. stand up.
Reel the rod, take the fish, and put it in the water.
"I don't seem to be here just for fishing," Yang Ming asked.
"Didn't you come here to watch the fishing?"
the old man said, "You are a little kid who doesn't listen to what's going on outside the window and only reads the books of sages.
Is there really anything that's bothering you?"
Yang Ming simply stood up, sat down next to the old man, and said, "Young man, I really have something troubling you.
Please give me some advice."
"Oh, tell me."
The old man was obviously interested.
He turned his head and looked at Yang Ming with a smile regardless of the fishing rod.
"The boy was passing by a forest and saw a monkey being bullied by a wolf.
Then I used the monkey's peaches to attract many tigers to help drive away the wolf.
Finally, I found out that I was fighting for that monkey.
This group of monkeys have no more peaches to eat."
Yang Ming closed his eyes slightly.
He felt that he was a sinner now.
As a member of the poor, he had left many people without food.
The old man thought for a while and then replied: "This question is actually not difficult.
Since you can give the monkey's food to the tiger, why can't you find some food elsewhere and give it to the monkey?"
The old man's words were rough, but the truth was not rough.
As he said, since someone loses, other people's interests need to be transferred as compensation.
There is no real fairness in the world, only the strong and the weak.
Scholars, farmers, industry and commerce, four strict classes, the scholar-bureaucrat class must not be shaken.
This is the foundation of the country and the foundation for Yang Ming himself to settle down and live in the future.
Although he has complained about the privileges of the scholar-bureaucrat class more than once, as someone who has begun to enjoy the treatment of a scholar, at least it is good for the entire Yang family.
If he were not a scholar, the family might still wait for the Chinese New Year to have a meal of meat.
Workers, that is, craftsmen and businessmen are just vassals of the scholar-bureaucrat class, and they are all affected by their actions.
These people live a life worse than that of farmers.
Don't even think about squeezing out some profit and water from them.
It is obvious that you want to make plans from them. no.
Although businessmen are relatively wealthy, it is very difficult to transfer their profits to the hands of the poor.
Yang Ming gradually fell into deep thought.
He must make up for the wrong things he did.
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The old man did not disturb the young man in front of him from his contemplation.
A young man should be in his prime, but his old-fashioned look made him feel that this child was very strange.
When Yang Ming opened his eyes again, he was already smiling.
He bowed politely to the old man and said, "Thank you, Master Pang, for your advice."
The old man nodded with satisfaction, wiped the black and white beard on his chin and said with a smile: "It's not about giving advice.
If you can figure it out, that's fine haha."
Suddenly, the old man's face changed and he stared at Yang Ming coldly. s: It’s been a long delay these two days.
Fortunately, things have been completed and I will resume two updates a day from tomorrow.
I will also make up for the chapters I owed in the past few days: