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Volume 1: Yan Cunzheng Chapter 48: One liter of rice versus rice hatred

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    "It's not that I'm worried about this, but the students in our village are here too, and I can't leave them alone." "Sir, you can go ahead, don't worry about us." Yan Er laughed and said, "Before I came, my father  It has been approved. If more than three of them are admitted to the academy, they will be allowed to have a big meal. But sir, you are afraid that you will not be happy. " "My dad" It happens to be the market today, and Zijian and Xiao Shitou are also here.  Here, Xiao Shitou is playing with Qiu'er. Don't have too many snacks and snacks. Those who have Qiu'er will not be hungry. Dad is still walking around the streets repairing houses and furniture for people. Zi Baifeng is worried about his old age.  Dad is reluctant to eat.  "Don't worry, I will call Brother Zi and Xiao Shitou." Yan Er patted his chest.  ¡°Don¡¯t let my dad drink too much!¡± Zi Baifeng warned before leaving with Liu Ziyan.  In fact, it is not just Zijian who has come. Now there are about ten people from Xiayan Village who have come to Mengcheng. Some come to sell the prey they caught, such as pillars; some come to have fun, such as four dogs;  Purchase some things, some sell their own agricultural products, and some just bring their children to visit and see what they have to offer.  Although the jade tax was weighing on their heads, in fact, the spirit of Xiayan Village during this period was very good, with as little as two or three yuan and as much as four or five yuan of jade harvested every day, which shocked these people.  Chicken blood.  The day before yesterday, even Zijian found a piece of jade and was happy for several days.  The most harvested jade in the village are pillars, and the thin legs contribute a lot.  Besides the pillars, the one who gained the most was Lao Tuozi.  Lao Tuozi is a low-key and tolerant person. For him, the boring and extremely endurance-testing job of searching for jade is like a fish in water. He can endure the bites of mosquitoes in the dark night, search all night long, and still do it the next day.  He kept searching everywhere without saying a word.  Then there is Mr. Yan Laowu. He brought a few jade workers of the older generation with him and the harvest was very fruitful. However, they only went into the mountains once every three or five, mostly to guide the young people. Now Yan Laowu has come to Mengcheng again.  It was even more pulled down.  If this kind of harvest were known to others, there would be countless jealous people. Fortunately, the people in Xiayan Village have already understood the principle of keeping wealth secret. They have been collecting jade for generations and have long been accustomed to keeping a low profile. Even children know how to show off.  There will be no good results if you publicize it, and you will never mention these things outside.  However, when Zi Baifeng thought that most of these jade stones would go into Fei Jianzi's pocket, he immediately felt unhappy.  These jade stones were all brought by Uncle Qingshi to the villagers. Why should they be given to Fei Jianzi?  That doesn't make sense!  Zi Baifeng went to an ancient version of his classmates' reunion. Among these people, Zi Baifeng also saw Hu Caijun, but no one was very enthusiastic about him. They all knew that the tax increase incident that made everyone anxious was because he wanted to gain power.  It was concocted that he was able to join because scholars are generally more modest.  Zi Baifeng had not seen Hu Caijun since his last eloquent speech in court, but he did not know that he had also been sent to be the village leader, and he was also a village who was asked to increase taxes. This was a self-inflicted crime, and this time  The village also happens to be a jade-producing village.  He was already quite thin, but now he was even more erect, and the angle of his triangular eyes became even sharper.  Seeing that Zi Baifeng was surrounded by people like stars holding the moon in the center, he was sitting in the corner, not knowing what he was thinking.  Over the same thing, the clan elders over there were red-faced, but everyone here felt happy and harmonious. Ultimately, most of them had not integrated into the village at all, and were just ignored by the clan elders.  The puppet was even ostracized like Zi Baifeng back then, so he didn't care about the villagers at all.  Anyway, even if there is a jade tax, they don't have to pay it. Even if they are asked to collect it, it doesn't matter how much it is. There is only one thing they have confirmed - it is absolutely impossible to collect all the jade.  Zi Baifeng watched with cold eyes, feeling quite contemptuous of them, but there were a few people who really cared about the villagers and had been discussing with Zi Baifeng what to do.  Liu Ziyan was one of them, and there was another Zi Baifeng whom he also knew. He was also in the same examination room, and he once gave Zi Baifeng a thumbs up and said he was awesome.  Since the Tao is different, everyone has nothing to say. Zi Baifeng ate a little and excused himself.  As soon as Zi Baifeng left, Hu Caijun also left the table and left. Everyone made a fuss for a while and then left.   At noon, we had a meal and a drink, and in the afternoon, everyone went home one after another. Why should we tell the villagers about such a good thing? Zi Baifeng and six students from Xiayan Village who were admitted to the academy  Wrapped up and surrounded by them, they returned to the village with drums and gongs beating all the way.  Zijian also followed happily. Seeing that his son could be so supported by the villagers, he was extremely happy.  Zijian is a very traditional person, with a strong sense of homeland. The village has been wiped off the map., now he regards Xiayan Village as his hometown more and more.  Although Yan Laowu could not come back with him, he happily held Zi Baifeng's hand and talked for a long time.  The young man is the hope of a village. He is very happy to see that the young people in the village can make progress and have a good future.  Zi Baifeng was quite flattered. The old man seemed happier today than when he helped Xiayan Village to exempt taxes.  When they arrived at Xiayan Village, these people started running around to tell each other. After a while, many people from Xiayan Village came out of their homes.  Although some people had gone into the mountains to look for jade, leaving only the old, weak, sick, women and children, the excitement was almost like a festival, and then these people gathered in the ancestral hall to comfort themselves.  The ancestors have gone.  However, Zishi and his son were left outside the door again. The two looked at each other, a little funny, but also a little helpless.  They are people with foreign surnames after all.  Zi Baifeng stretched out his hand and pressed it on the piece of porcelain burning with cyan flame between his eyebrows. He breathed out spiritual energy and looked at it intently.  In the overhead view shown on the porcelain tiles, the favorability of the villagers in Xiayan Village was rising steadily. Zi Baifeng could see with the naked eye that many of the ink stains were so thick that they were about to drip out of the ink.  The villagers' confidence in Zi Baifeng has begun to explode at this moment. This blind confidence comes from several trainings and also from the good results of all six people.  All passed the exam, with a 100% success rate, which made Zi Baifeng like a life-saving rope to the future in the hearts of these villagers.  No matter how much jade the jade-hunting workers find, their hard-earned gains will always be taken away by the government.  No matter how much the government loves the people like their own children, in the end they only treat them as their own subjects. If one can jump into this class by oneself, that would be the real carp jumping over the dragon's gate.  And now, Zi Baifeng is a dragon gate.  However, there are exceptions. Zi Baifeng found that while most people were very fond of him, there were still a few people whose ink marks were slowly fading.  Zi Baifeng looked intently and saw that the ones that had faded were the people who wanted to exclude him after his eloquent speech last time. Instead, these people became even more repellent after he was more accepted by the villagers.  ¡°I can only sayhow to put it, people have thousands of faces.  Zi Baifeng could only sigh.  ¡°He couldn¡¯t drive these people out of Xiayan Village anyway, so he could just pretend that these people didn¡¯t exist.  But Zi Baifeng was always unhappy. There were always some ignorant white-eyed wolves in the world. It was not a case of love and enmity, but a hatred of rice and death.  However, Zi Baifeng always felt that there must be a reason why porcelain pieces would not easily mark such things to inform him of his closeness to them.  "It's like the porcelain piece gave me the secret to raising demons. It was because of the obsession in Bifeng's heart. The porcelain piece gave me a sign of intimacy. What was it for?  Is it because Zi Baifeng always wants to be recognized by others?  Maybe that¡¯s true¡­ But what will be the effect if the intimacy level is full?  "However, when Zi Baifeng looked at the names of these people, he really had no intention of rubbing his hot face against their cold buttocks. None of them were fuel-efficient lamps.  Zhu Zhu had the lowest favorable impression of Zi Baifeng before. That was because Zi Baifeng was rude about his mother's illness. Zi Baifeng himself felt that he was in the wrong when he recalled it. ???????????????????????????????????????????? Down out of Zi Baifeng, he didn't think that he would be in the wrong. People who treated him badly would get more attention from him, and people who were devoted to him and loyal would be ignored by him?  That doesn't make sense.  Suddenly, Zi Baifeng noticed that one of the people's black spots suddenly became thicker. He took a closer look, let out a soft sigh, and said to his father: "Dad, I'm going to go to the private school first." Zijian nodded.  He shook his head and said, "Then I'll go home and cook." Zi Baifeng shook the reins slightly and left at a trot in the snow.  Zi Baifeng walked all the way to the door of the house of the person who had just gained a little favor for him. Before he could get closer, he heard a weak voice coming from inside: "Youhow do you hit someone?" Zi Baifeng  Feng looked sideways, and through the half-opened door, he saw four dogs picking their teeth and burping. They were sitting in front of the table. There were good wine and vegetables on the table. They had obviously just eaten.  Eat and drink enough.  "Youyou eat my food and drink my food, and you even beat peopleyouhow can you be so unreasonable" The man was kicked to the ground by the four dogs, but he was trembling on the ground, accusing the four dogs.  Si Gou himself is a second-rate gangster. After being taught a lesson by Zi Baifeng, he has restrained himself a lot, but the gangster's mentality still cannot be changed. He doesn't dare to be too arrogant to other people, butBastards are born with the ability and talent to find people who can be bullied. He knows that these people are worthless without looking at their favorability.  "How can I be so unreasonable?" Si Gou shook one leg and said: "Let's put it this way, Xiao Si'er, your mother, I just eat and drink your food and beat you today, so don't talk about me, I'm just following you  You learned it.¡±
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