Chapter 33:

There was a melee, but the opponent was exhausted now. Lin Yuan's momentum was high. The two sides met hand in hand. The defeat of the bandit was expected. When the last person of the opponent fell, Lin Yuan was already Without much strength, he felt that this day had spent his entire life.
Cold
In the age of weapons, the consumption of physical energy is much faster than in modern times.
"Have you counted, how many people are there?" Lin Yuan treated the wounds in the bandit's village. His back, arms and thighs had deep or shallow scars, so he could only wash them with clean water and then wrap them with clean cloth strips. .
Lin Yuan: "It hurts, it hurts!"
Zhu Yuanzhang smiled and said, "I'll be fine soon, my boss, just your skin and flesh, next time I will come alone."
Lin Yuan also laughed: "You can't hide for a lifetime."
Zhu Yuanzhang: "Why not? I see those lords, when they encounter problems, they always send their subordinates to do it, and never do it by themselves."
The son of a daughter does not sit down.
Lin Yuan didn't expect Zhu Yuanzhang to understand this truth.
Although he was speaking in plain English, Lin Yuan sighed.
"A total of two hundred and sixty-four people, one hundred died, and one hundred and twenty-one people remain." Zhu Yuanzhang said.
Lin Yuan: "Where is the boss?"
Zhu Yuanzhang said, "It's all cut."
Lin Yuan nodded. He knew that Zhu Yuanzhang was doing the right thing. Only in this way, the bandits in the middle and lower classes would be obedient. Lin Yuan took a deep breath: "Make things in order. Let's rest for two days and then go back. Today we will cook with fine grains." , And cut more meat."
The bandits can have bacon, chicken, duck and fish.
The fish is salted, and they have a lot of salt in their hands.
Looking at these spoils, Lin Yuan actually felt that robbing bandits was a good way to make a fortune.
"There are so many." Lin Yuan's hand was holding rice that had been husked and had a little bran. These rice couldn't be compared with modern ones, but they also had the unique fragrance of rice. Lin Yuan chewed a piece of raw rice. , I am sure that this is the new rice of this year, not the old rice, and my mood is getting better.
Lin Jiabing, who was originally resting, suddenly came to his spirits, looking at Lin Yuan with crimson eyes, and thought they were going to fight Lin Yuan in a group.
Lin Yuan said again: "There is still bacon to eat!"
"Ahhhhhhh!"
"White rice and meat!"
"Oh my God, this is a life that the landlord master can live!"
For them, rice and meat are luxury items, and they can eat it once, which is a better day than the New Year.
Because it is a group of rough masters, there are few who can cook, Lin Yuan can only ask the original cook of Shanzhai to do it. There are three big guys staring at him. The cook finished the meal tremblingly, and he cleverly reached out his hand. Was again.
The conscience of heaven and earth, he is a cook who originally cooked for a merchant and other people. These mountain bandits robbed them. By the way, they also robbed him of the cook on the mountain. He has killed livestock in his life, but never killed anyone. .
But he dared not speak, only dared to stay in the crowd, pretending that he did not exist.
They used the bandit’s bowls and kitchen utensils, ate the bandit’s meat and rice, and ate the fragrance one by one. Those who were seriously injured also struggled to get up and asked their comrades to feed themselves a few bites while eating. While looking at the bandits with contempt.
The owner said that for those who are seriously injured, they can recuperate when they go back, and they can work when they are better. What they eat before is the same as others, and there will be no less food and benefits.
This is something they haven't experienced before. He used to work at the landlord's house and fell ill, but he didn't give food.
They also don’t feel that they are injured because of Zhuangzi, so Zhuangzi should give them preferential treatment. They think more about whether they are injured and can’t work anymore. Will the owner throw them out to fend for themselves and stop calling. They waste food.
After Lin Yuan expressed his stance, they were relieved.
After all, after following Lin Yuan for so long, they all felt that Lin Yuan was a man, and all his spit was nails, and he couldn't do anything wrong.
"Take these more than one hundred back?" Zhu Yuanzhang asked.
Lin Yuan nodded: "Bring, these things have to be pulled, and the wounded have to be carried. We can't let our people get tired after winning the battle, right?"
Zhu Yuanzhang was a little entangled: "If they don't agree..."
Lin Yuan sneered: "When they do things, our people are holding a knife by the side, so if they can all escape, then we should be unlucky."
After saying that, Zhu Yuanzhang relaxed his mind: "That's true."
"It's so fragrant." The Lin Jiabing who was eating sighed contentedly, and cherished a bite of rice, chewing slowly, lest he could not taste the delicious food soon.
Li Da took a bite of the bacon, and he didn't dare to harp, lest the scent of meat would spread out between his teeth, and it wouldn't be so fragrant when he ate it.
They didn't talk, they were immersed in their hard work, and they were a little bit about to burst their stomachs.
The bandits beside them were startled, terrified and greedy.
Their meat...No, it seems that they can't eat it either. The meat is eaten by the heads and their cronies.
They must even eat white rice.
The bandits were greedy, thinking that if they could eat a piece of meat now, they would die in the next instant, which would be worthwhile.
It's a pity that even if they are about to die in the next moment, they can't eat a bite of meat now.
To eat and drink, a group of Lin family soldiers who had just experienced the first suppression of bandits in their lives lay on all sides in the stockade, flicking their teeth and bragging.
"I don't think the bandits are very powerful. Those of us who have only taken their heads before, only know the cultivated land, they are not our opponents, can they really fight the court?"
"The court doesn't care about them at all."
"Yes, they are only a few people."
The swollen Lin family soldiers are getting more and more outrageous. Lin Yuan feels that he can only go back and give them more training. They can’t make their tails up to the sky. If they really swell their heads too much and meet a powerful opponent in the future, it’s not just showing their braids. Does anyone catch it?
An expanded team will have no way out.
After resting in the stockade for two days and the wounded were in a stable condition, they embarked on the way back to Zhuangzi.
The physical work is done by the "captives", and Lin Jiabing only needs to stand with a knife on the side.
Those women who were robbed of the mountain, Lin Yuan also asked their opinions. Those who wanted to make a living on their own, he gave a bag of grain and wanted to follow him. He could promise not to let them live in the village, as long as they worked diligently. Children can afford to live.
After saying this, the women didn't have a choice to leave, they were all willing to follow Lin Yuan.
In fact, this was Lin Yuan's expectation. Even if these women's families were still there, they successfully found a home. After learning that they were defiled by the bandits, perhaps their future would only be worse.
They do not want to go home, and they prefer to make their family members feel that they are dead, and they don't want them to know that they have been defiled by bandits.
Lin Yuan also asked them whether any bandits still alive had defiled them.
The women said no, because only a few masters in the stockade came to look for them.
They regard these women as harems. They are the earth emperors who occupy the mountain as their king. The master even sometimes calls himself me.
When Lin Yuan heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched.
Sure enough, being an emperor is the dream of many people.
After all, Lin Yuan also knows the example of New China professing himself emperor after the founding of the People’s Republic of China. The most famous one is an old farmer who became the throne in a small village and also named the prime ministers and ministers. There are two other queens, one queen of west and one queen of east. , It took more than ten years to be discovered and then imprisoned.
Another well-known woman was a woman who followed Wu Zetian after the founding of the People’s Republic of China, but did not learn anything else, so she learned how to raise a male pet and want a young boy, and was later caught in jail.
The women put on cotton-padded clothes-they were all picked from the dead, but no one disliked them. Most of them were pregnant, and they were not fast on the road. Fortunately, they were on the way back and had enough food. They were all safe along the way. For the Liu bandit and mountain bandit, the group took twice as long to return to Zhuangzi.
Because the strong labor force has been in the army recently, the city wall has not enough manpower and has been stuck on half of the project.
Now that more than a hundred bandits have been brought back, their work can be determined.
"I'm not afraid that you will run away. I will spend less food if you escape." Lin Yuan said to them, "Whoever performs well can live in the staff dormitory, otherwise they can only sleep in the grass shed, without quilts and no quilts. bed."
"Three sons." Lin Yuan called the name of a bandit.
The third son walked out tremblingly, lest he would soon fall to the ground.
Lin Yuan suddenly smiled: "You are doing very well. You can live in the staff dormitory without having to repair the city wall. You can train with my people and do it three meals a day."
The third son stood in a daze. He couldn't believe what he heard. He... he can sleep in a house, have a bed, have a quilt, and dry three meals a day. He only needs to talk to those who can wear rattan armor. Train with the weapon holders?
Such a good thing?
The third son was so excited that he didn't return to his senses. After he returned to his senses, he found the eyes of those accomplices who were also captured behind him.
Each of them stared at him, as if every one of them felt that he had seized his chance, with a green light in his eyes. As long as they loosened the rope, they would kill the three in front of them.
The fear and hatred of Lin Yuan have now all been transferred to the third son.
Obviously they are stronger and stronger than the third son, so why is the third son treated like this?
The third son swallowed. He buried his head and quickly stood behind Lin Yuan. Standing with Lin Yuan's people seemed to make him feel more secure.
The former partner became an enemy at this moment, but the enemy became a partner. The three sons shivered behind Lin Yuan. From now on, he must hug Lin Yuan's thigh to live safely, otherwise he is sure Will be torn alive by former partners.
"What about you, two bean dregs cakes a day." Lin Yuan said, "At that time, there will be someone to supervise the workers, who will be selected every seven days, and they can do a good job like him, stay in the dormitory, cover the quilt, eat dry, understand ?"
The gangsters muffled and said, "I understand."
There is still gangsterism in these people. They don’t take their lives seriously, whether they have killed or not, once they have formed the idea of ​​"Kill this person, I have something to eat." The only way for them to resolve the conflict is to kill. .
In the future, psychological problems will occur, and killing will become the ultimate solution to all problems.
Lin Yuan would not dare to use them if they didn't let these bandits away.
That's why they have to do high-intensity work first, work ten hours a day, move bricks and build walls, and do manual labor. Even if they want to be a monster, they don't have the energy to be a monster.
As for the soldiers, they train in the morning and start to return to their original posts in the afternoon. They should plant the land, hunt, and build walls. However, their working hours for building walls are not that long and the sky is getting dark. No need to build walls, just supervise the bandits.
The bandits had no weapons, couldn't eat enough, and had to exhaust their energy to build walls every day.
But if there are three sons with this radish hanging in front, they will work hard.
There are now more than 200 mature men in Zhuangzi. Lin Yuan feels that this number is still too small. At least one thousand people can be considered as a stable fighting force, but if one thousand people...he can't support it.
At least he can't afford it now. If he can plant all the surrounding wasteland with grain next year, even if it is soybeans, he will have the courage to gather a thousand people.
But that's also next year. Next year will be ten years until the Red Scarf Army's uprising. Only one year is left before the Red Scarf Army's uprising. When the time comes, the horn of chaos in the world will really sound.
These new bandits were handed over to Brother Dao. Brother Dao, who had been so idle during this time, was very excited. He patted Lin Yuan on the shoulder and said, "I know you are still the most toward me, Brother 4!"
Lin Yuan grinned as he was photographed, his injuries were still not healed.
Brother Dao waved his arms, twisted his neck, and made a creak of bone rubbing: "I'm going to be idle."
Lin Yuan asked: "How's the iron strike?"
Last time I brought a lot of coal back, before Lin Yuan left, I asked Brother Dao to take someone to try first, whether he could melt those iron pots and iron tools and make a long knife or a long sword, anyway, just a weapon.
Brother Dao sighed, "How can it be that simple, I'm trying!"
If only there was a blacksmith, Lin Yuan followed with a sigh.
Sure enough, there is a specialization in the art industry, not a professional person, and a layman wants to do it, so how much time and effort it takes.
It seems that they can only try it slowly, and they don't know the year of the monkey to try it out.
What if a blacksmith fell from the sky?
He must be holding him every day.
"You can strike iron?" Lin Yuan looked at the little bandit in disbelief.
He is really short, and as an adult man, he looks less than 1.5 meters.
Even when the height of men is less than 1.6 meters, this figure is considered short.
Lin Yuan had measured his height himself, and it was only 1.7 meters tall. Standing among a group of adult men was considered tall.
The working people in ancient times worked all the year round and couldn't keep up with nutrition. It was difficult to grow up. The original body was born in a landlord family. They ate well and slept well. They could grow to about 1.75 meters or 1.78 meters. This is the limit.
Brother Dao and Yang Zi'an won't grow up anymore. They are similar in size, about 1.78 meters tall. It is conceivable that they lived a good life when they were young.
Zhu Yuanzhang was a sudden emergence. He was obviously not very good at food and clothing when he was growing up. He actually grew to 1.75 meters.
The bandit’s name was Wu Sansi, his father was the third, and he was the fourth. His name was simple and easy to understand. Even a few mouthfuls of his family were almost exposed. He nodded cautiously and said affectionately: "My boss, I’m here. The stockade is just a chore. He has never killed people or robbed things. My family used to be ironsmiths. My grandfather and craftsmanship passed on to my father, and my father passed the crafts on to a few of our brothers."
Hmm...Yes, it's still a family business with heritage.
Lin Yuan didn't have any doubts, after all, it was no good for him to lie to himself, only bad.
"Yes." Lin Yuan said, "you can also move into the staff dormitory, but if I can't see the results..."
Wu Sansi hurriedly packed up the tickets: "The owner, let's talk about the craftsmanship of ironing. I just forget my surname and my ancestors. I can't forget it!"
Lin Yuan was amused: "You don't need to forget your ancestors, go."
Sure enough, there was a reason for him to cross. At this moment, he felt that he was God's own son, and he sent a pillow when he wanted to doze off.
Wu Sansi moved from the shed to the dormitory like a sparrow turned into a phoenix, and sent a bed with the third son. Although the two people sleep in a single bed, it is a bit crowded, but it is winter after all, and I don’t think there is anything, but warm. .
Coupled with the fact that both of them are now being hostile by the bandits, it feels even more sympathetic.
But they still have essential differences.
The third son kneels early and fast, relying on the current affairs.
Wu Sansi relied on technology in his hands.
So the people on Lin Yuan's side had completely different attitudes towards them. They didn't really value the third son, but they still took good care of Wu Sansi.
Wu Sansi lived in a shed for some time, and now he eats and drinks every day, and is covered with a quilt at night. In other times, he irons his apprentices. In his opinion, this is a good day to ask but not ask. , Although he is unwilling to take an apprentice, but unfortunately he has no right to choose.
In this era, no matter what profession or profession, he is a carpenter. With an apprentice, he will not be able to teach handcraft in one go. In the first two years, the apprentice is almost like a waiter. The master asks him to do whatever he wants. One day as a teacher and a father for life, he has eaten this bowl of rice and he is a member of the master's family.
In the future, the relatives will leave on New Years and holidays. When the master is old, he may have to take care of the old age. Even if he does not provide for the old age, he still has to pay.
Bring an apprentice out, as short as five or six years, as long as ten years.
It depends on what the master thinks.
And it’s not something that apprentices can worship if they want. Although craftsmen are not very respected in this era, this is also a way to get money. For many farmers, they don’t need to dig in the ground to see the landlord’s face. The best way.
After all, they don't have that much money to study.
Reading cannot change their destiny.
The bandits saw that Wu Sansi’s short winter melon could go to the dormitory, and their eyes turned red. Every time they saw Wu Sansi passing by, they wanted to step forward and strangle him. This greatly shared the pressure of the three sons, but Wu Sansi Was scared of psychological problems.
Every day, he has to follow Brother Dao's before he is willing to walk around in Zhuangzi, otherwise he can stay in the iron shed all day long.
Brother Dao also complained to Lin Yuan: "That dwarf is too courageous! I think he can jump three feet high when he sees a mouse."
Lin Yuan poured a glass of rice wine for Brother Dao, which was searched from the bandits. It was more powerful than rice wine. He smiled and said, "If you don't trouble you, please bear with me. People will strike iron."
Brother Dao brought some people to fiddle before and didn’t make a fuss. He also deeply knew the importance of blacksmithing. He sighed and said, "Hey, I see, if you throw him back into the group of bandits, he Can be torn alive by those people."
"But I think that group of people are obedient now, telling you to go east and dare not go west, tell south and dare not go north, and wherever you point, why are they so obedient? They are not like bandits!"
Lin Yuan didn't know how to explain to Brother Dao, this was a more complicated issue.
Just like when he was a small leader in the company before, the employees below sometimes have negative emotions. At this time, promote a slightly better employee, but not much better than others, so other employees will feel " We did the same thing with similar abilities, so why was he promoted? Did he have something to do with the boss? Did he give gifts? Did he get close to the leader and just flatter him if he had anything to do?"
Then their negative emotions will all focus on the promoted person.
The sentiment towards the company will decrease a lot.
In this way, it can temporarily stabilize. When the company's operations become better, it can be promoted according to ability and contribution, and enter a virtuous circle. With high salary bonuses and project commissions, employees will naturally go on with ease.
What the bandits are going through now is the first step. Lin Yuan is willing to call this step the "emotional shift step."
They are now deeply hating these three characters and Wu Sansi, and then feel that they should be treated like this, so they will be very obedient and will work hard to behave.
When he starts to let people enter the dormitory based on his performance on the bright side, they will naturally return to their hearts.
But this is an ideal state, and sometimes there are thorns.
Lin Yuan smiled and said, "Isn't this a good thing?"
Brother Dao touched his chin: "A good thing is a good thing, but I think it's too weird. When I used to carry a handle, there were more thugs than these bandits."
"That's right." Brother Dao said suddenly, "One of those new women looks pretty good, and her eyes are nice."
Lin Yuan rolled his eyes, knowing that Brother Dao was lustful, so he asked, "What do you want?"
Brother Dao's old face blushed: "Look at your brother, I am so old, and there is no one who knows the cold and the heat around him. Didn't you save them? Go and ask me, if it succeeds, I Just marry her."
Lin Yuan smiled: "I can only help you ask, if it succeeds, that's another matter."
Brother Dao is full of confidence: "Okay! I think it will be done!"
The woman who was called to the side to question by Lin Yuan shook her head very fast when she heard what Lin Yuan said. She bit her lip and said: "My boss, I can cook and make clothes. I can do all the dirty work. Don't ask me to go. Serve men."
Come on, Brother Dao is still a happy old bachelor.
Brother Dao: "What's wrong with me?! Look at my arms, my thighs, and my waist!"
Lin Yuan: "..."
Brother Dao was hurt by an old bachelor's heart that wanted to get rid of the singles. He was depressed for several days, and he sighed silently when he saw the woman.
Both Lin Yuan and Zhu Yuanzhang felt that a man like Brother Dao became numb, and he really got goose bumps.
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Brother Dao is unlucky everyday
By the way, let the ancients get married. Generally speaking, only wealthy people have wives and concubines, poor people, and many bachelors. Most wives can’t get married, let alone concubines. For poor people, out of a hundred adult men, about no Up to ten will marry a wife.
There are also walking marriages. Walking marriages are not common in ancient times, but they are also found in poor families and ethnic minorities. A wife is in the house of a big husband in the first half of the year, and in the second half of the year, a woman with two husbands or a woman with a husband , The child depends on the month to calculate who it is.