Chapter 7:

Brother Dao is a man of loyalty. The three teachers and nine liu in Wucheng are willing to sell him a face. Brother Dao himself is from a poor family, so he has no style of oppressing his neighbors. In addition to helping people collect debts, he also brings his brothers. Going to the mountains to chop wood, now a bundle of firewood can only be sold for a penny, and the number of people who buy it is pitiful, except for some large households, ordinary people go to the mountains to chop it by themselves.
Nowadays, the world is getting worse and worse. Even the gambling houses do not have the same scenery as they used to be. Only those who don't lack money can play in it. Many gamblers who need to borrow usury have disappeared.
"That's it." Brother Dao brought Lin Yuan to the end of Chengdong Alley.
Compared to the north of the city, the east of the city can be said to be a refugee camp, where people who live in no fixed camp can only make a living by doing hard work or selling small things.
When he walked over, Lin Yuan saw several children vying for a piece of bean dregs cakes. The bean dregs cakes were cheap and full, but they were unpalatable. They couldn’t bear to eat a few throats. When the years were good, the bean dregs were taken Feeding livestock.
Lin Yuan turned his head and stopped looking.
I couldn't bear to see it, but let him reach out to help, he didn't have the ability yet.
Brother Dao didn't have any expressions. When he first came to Wucheng, he also lived in the east of the city. He knew everything here.
"My brother's surname is Yang, born Xuan Ang, he is an upright man. Although his family is poor, you can't despise him because of this." Brother Dao said to Lin Yuan.
Lin Yuan bowed his hands sincerely, "Don't dare."
Born in this era, living a life of robbing animals, but still having to bear the burden of survival. Although Lin Yuan is an orphan, he has been eating and drinking well in the orphanage since childhood. Of children grabbing snacks and not winning.
Thinking about it this way, Lin Yuan felt that he was probably the lucky group.
Brother Dao shouted at the yard in front of him: "Brother Yang, let me see you here!"
Brother Yang happened to be there today. Lin Yuan only heard the sound of footsteps, and then someone opened the door with a squeak.
This man is wearing a short suit and is thinner than Brother Dao. He still carries a bundle of firewood in his hand, as if he was just about to be sent to someone. He has Danfeng eyes with slightly raised tails, which makes him appear to have So a bit arrogant, incompatible with this simple environment.
"This is?" Yang Zi'an put down the firewood, first invited Brother Dao and Lin Yuan in, and then closed the door again.
Brother Dao quickly said: "This is my new brother. The surname is Lin Mingyuan. He has a business. Would you like to ask Brother Yang if he does it?"
Yang Zi'an smiled bitterly at the corner of his mouth: "Brother Dao, look at me, now that firewood can't be sold, there is still room for choice."
What he said, it seemed that he would dare to do even if it was an errand of killing and overcoming goods.
Brother Dao sighed: "My side is also fast, food prices are getting higher and higher, and I don't dare to eat food when I am hungry. Chewing a few beans can also satisfy my hunger, but there are too many farts."
Lin Yuan realized that if he didn't speak anymore, the two of them would be in a miserable situation, so he immediately intervened and told him about asking people to do work.
Yang Zi'an was a little surprised: "Twenty people?"
Lin Yuan nodded: "The business hasn't started yet. If the business is good, I will invite people."
He can't do the soybean oil business for long. The most important thing is to get more money, buy more land and fill the granary. The land he buys is very remote, there are no people around, and there are no strategic locations and villages nearby. It's a place to hide in peace during extraordinary times.
"After the beginning of spring, I have to find people to open up wasteland." Lin Yuan said and was invited by Yang Zi'an to sit down in the house. He turned around and saw that the house in the east of the city was built by themselves on all four walls. It was originally just grass. The shed, the colder the weather, try every means to strengthen it.
The walls are made of yellow mud and withered grass, and the roof is thick thatch. The house built in this way can barely accommodate people, and it is enough to shelter people from wind and rain. However, it is not a good place to live in cold winter and hot summer, but there is no choice.
Lin Yuan: "You have to find someone to Ten Tian."
He has no foundation here, and it is not easy to find tenants. Only when he encounters tricky things is trouble.
When Yang Zi'an heard the word Tian, ​​his eyes were shining. The most reassuring thing was the field, and everything else was empty.
"How much is the rent?" Yang Zian asked.
Lin Yuan: "50% renters."
Yang Zian swallowed.
He has never seen such a generous master. Now the more kind-hearted master will give the tenants 40% of the grain at most, and the black-hearted ones will only give 20% of the grain, which is only enough for the tenants to eat frugally. Used chewing.
"It's done." Yang Zian said, "I have sixty people here, twenty people go to squeeze oil, and 40 people go to open up wasteland."
Lin Yuan's eyes widened: "It hasn't started spring, the soil is freezing, can you go to open up wasteland?"
Yang Zian waved his hand: "We were farmers before, watching the sky and eating. Recently, it has become warmer. The ground is not so hard and solid, so we can cultivate the land before planting."
Lin Yuan doesn't know how to farm land, but Yang Zi'an's people are all farmers. When it comes to farming, no one is more professional than them.
"Brother Yang said so, let's do that." Lin Yuan said quickly, "I have to ask someone to build a house."
He plans to build a collective apartment style for tenants to live in. In this dynasty, there are many reasons for death, but the most important point is disease. Colds can kill you, let alone other things. He doesn't want to let his tenants live. Become a consumable, and have to replenish a batch every once in a while.
He can't do anything else, but it's okay to improve the quality of living.
It didn't need to be too good, and it was made into a three-story building. It's just that there is no concrete now, instead of cement can be found. Bricks are also available, but they are blue bricks and expensive, but Lin Yuan can still support it.
All in all, as long as the money is enough, the craftsman can still get a three-story building.
Lin Yuan never looked down upon the ancient working people.
After all matters were settled, Lin Yuan led the twenty people to Zhuangzi outside the city, while Yang Zian was going to lead them to open up wasteland together. The wages were not discussed. Both parties agreed. The people from Yang Zi'an went to rent the land. In other words, Lin Yuan didn't need to give money or resettle a house, just give them food.
Yang Zi'an also said: "You can live in a shed, and you can sleep in a hug at night without freezing to death."
Lin Yuan: "...Alright."
Brother Dao went back and called his brother. A total of forty middle-aged men stood in front of Lin Yuan, but Lin Yuan had to sigh. There are very few people like Brother Dao with tendons. It can be seen that Brother Dao used to Live a good life too.
Ordinary people, even if they work a lot, can't keep up with food, and don't grow muscles. They have yellow muscles, a whole body of ribs, and their waists. Fortunately, they still have strength because they are young.
When you get older, you will start to suffer.
Brother Dao’s people do not have a family. They escaped from a village and fled in all directions. Those who followed Brother Dao were separated from their parents and brothers. Nowadays, the whole family is not hungry. As for whether they can find family Don't dare to think about it.
Once the world is separated, it will be difficult to reunite.
Yang Zi’an’s brothers have a family, and they have a heavier burden on their shoulders. At first they heard that they had work and money to get them, and they all smiled. They have not eaten a full meal for a long time, and their parents, wives and children are there. By his side, he can only tighten his belt and live his life.
A group of people walked toward Zhuangzi mightily. Usually, you can't see so many people walking together. The pedestrians on the side of the road stared at them curiously.
Some children licked the winter melon candy and asked, "Mother, what are they doing?"
The woman didn't know either: "Neither does my mother."
The surrounding people were very curious: "Where are these many people, they don't have anything in their hands, why are they going?"
"You ask me? I don't know."
The Zhuangzi is very large, but there is nothing in it except for a few stoves, a large iron pot, and a stool. There is a well behind the Zhuangzi, which is convenient for drafting.
Lin Yuan carefully explained how to boil soybean oil. The day before, the beans had to be fermented.
They can be taught how to boil the oil the next day, because there is no special medicine, so the oil output can not be compared with later generations, but it is much better than the oil extraction method.
A group of big masters stared at the oil in the pot with dumbfounded eyes, their eyes filled with disbelief.
"Is this oil?"
"Master, the oil is not squeezed out."
Some people ran to Lin Yuan and asked, "My boss, how do you sell this oil?"
Lin Yuan: "Ten Wen a catty."
"It's so cheap!" A few guys discussed it, and one of them pooled some money, bought a catty first, and let the family get some oil. After winter, their family dare not even buy oil, they usually eat a few. Yellow face, head and fruit belly.
After knowing how to do it, this group of people got started. They cherished this opportunity very much. Now they can't find part-time jobs, and they can't make a lot of money for cutting wood. If there is no way to get the money, they have to be hungry.
People who are hungry for a long time become swollen and are not far from death.
Brother Dao supervised the work. He watched it for a while and couldn't hold back. He went down and worked with him. Watching the water turn into oil, it was like money growing out of the water, which was tickling.
The sky gradually darkened, the sunset went down, and the last orange light disappeared. Zhuangzi lit the kerosene lamp. Lin Yuan persuaded them to go back to rest today and come back tomorrow morning. But this group of people is unwilling. They are in a novel stage. The oil from the pot is boiled out, and their sense of accomplishment is no less than when they were farming and harvesting.
This is much easier than harvesting.
"Let's go, I'll go back first, you'll go back soon." Lin Yuan greeted him, and found that Brother Dao didn't intend to go back, so he left by himself.
Brother Dao also called two people to take him back.
Lin Yuan didn't refuse, no way. He is very weak now. His age and amount of exercise are here. If he encounters a catastrophe on the road, he is afraid that he can only go back naked.
The two who sent him were both young, seventeen or eighteen years old, and they were somewhat cautious at the beginning. After all, Lin Yuan was the owner, but after a while, they got acquainted with Lin Yuan and dared to speak.
"I have never seen so much oil in my life!"
"You can bathe in oil!"
They asked Lin Yuan excitedly: "My boss, how do you know that the oil can be cooked?"
Lin Yuan lied casually: "When I was in the north, there were merchants crossing the road, and I only told them to pay for the house."
"My boss, are you not afraid that he will lie to you?"
"The businessman is blackhearted!"
Lin Yuan looked at these two innocent faces and sighed silently. The history books will not record these ordinary people. The flesh and blood in front of them will soon turn into a handful of dust.