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It takes a long time to make rattan, but the raw materials are easy to get. Lin Yuan doesn’t have two or three years to make rattan. By then, the day lilies are cold, he can only explore and try, what kind of method It can make the rattan armour stronger in a short time.

Tung oil and wild vines are easy to find. They happen to be in the south. They were originally inventions of ethnic minorities in the southwest.

However, Zhuge Liang's fire attack was broken in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms.

Luo Guanzhong should still be in Hangzhou now. He hasn't started to write "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms". There should not be many people who know how to deal with Tengjia soldiers. The bandits are uneducated, and they are enough to deal with them.

Thinking of this, Lin Yuan wanted to meet Luo Guanzhong. Luo Guanzhong served as an assistant to Zhang Shicheng. Zhang Shicheng also used his suggestions to defeat Zhu Yuanzhang's subordinates. Unfortunately, Zhang Shicheng did too much, and Luo Guanzhong left with disappointment.

In fact, Luo Guanzhong is not so much a writer, but because of his great achievements in literature, no one remembers that he is actually a strategist.

If it is possible, Lin Yuan really wants to meet Luo Guanzhong and say a few words, it won't be wasteful for him to watch the Romance of the Three Kingdoms so many times.

I've watched it and TV series several times.

The rattan armour is woven by women, soaked in tung oil and then dried, and then soaked and then dried. Repeatedly, at the end, it is dried at low temperature. In the last step, someone has to stare at the fire all the time.

Lin Yuan tried it with a hoe. Although he couldn't make it completely inaccessible with a knife, it was indeed a guarantee. When the hoe was dropped, the rattan was broken several times, but the bamboo rat underneath was not injured—smashed to death. A few, but there are no scars on the body.

This is enough, after all, the bandits use knives, not so much energy as making a hoe useful.

Helmets made of rattan can also be used and are light.

Yang Zian put on the rattan armor and helmet, and let Lin Yuan chop himself with a knife left by Brother Dao.

Lin Yuan's strength is not small, the knife is not sharp enough, only a few small marks are left on the cane.

Yang Zian knocked carefully, and smiled: "Enough."

Lin Yuan put the knife away: "I made fifty sets in total."

Yang Zi'an: "More than enough."

"I'll take twenty people away." Yang Zi'an said, "You have to stay in Zhuangzi, otherwise people's hearts will be unstable."

Lin Yuan: "But there are not many weapons left."

Last time Brother Dao and the others left, they took almost half of them.

Yang Zi'an: "I'm not stupid. I won't pick up the crowds. I only pick up the small ones. Now the bandits can't get enough to eat. They work hard and patience. They are not opponents."

Lin Yuan: "Then I will wait for the second brother to triumph."

Yang Zian smiled at Lin Yuan: "I will not disappoint the fourth brother."

As soon as Yang Zian took the people away, Lin Yuan was depressed. He found that he had nothing to do. He went to supervise people's work every day, and he was so depressed that he knew it was impossible.

Just when Lin Yuan felt that his goal in life was to eat and drink enough to wait for Brother Dao and Yang Zian to come back, God gave him a big gift-a gray beard old man, Chen Banxian.

When Chen Banxian came, he was dressed in tatters and rags, but he was still holding his slanderous banners, followed by his colleagues. This group of people ran away when the accident occurred in Wucheng, and was in several other cities. In the mess, relying on fortune-telling to deceive people for their livelihood every day, and then the city began to flood into the refugees.

However, Chen Banxian has a good memory. I remember Brother Dao said that his brother had a Zhuangzi by the edge of Wucheng. He had a few old ways, and that's it.

They almost wandered around the edge of Wucheng. If they saw the Zhuangzi who was still there, they would go in and cheat. Sometimes they could get some food, and sometimes they would be driven out directly. They really told them to find Lin Yuan's Zhuangzi.

At this time, the city wall had been repaired for a little and a half, and there was an observation deck. The man on duty saw a few old men approaching and thought it was dazzling, so he immediately reported it to Lin Yuan.

In such a mess, they were still dragging the box, maintaining the posture of being immortal in spite of their shabby clothes.

Lin Yuan was convinced when he saw them.

Chen Banxian sat on the chair and kept saying flattery: "Master Lin is still the same, the sky is full, and he looks like a blessed person. I said that day, Master Lin will do something big."

Lin Yuan: "..." You obviously never said this before you were old.

Chen Banxian was very familiar with the beans on the table and chewed: "I observe Master Lin's luck, it is..."

Lin Yuan said quickly: "Stop, half immortal, we won't say anything else, you can stay here if you want to work."

Chen Banxian nodded solemnly: "That's natural, we don't say anything else, we can figure it out by pinching our fingers..."

Lin Yuan: "...I'm talking about manual labor."

Chen Banxian stretched out his index finger and pointed to his nose: "Planting?"

Just as Lin Yuan was about to nod his head, Chen Banxian said, "Master Lin, you don’t know that anyone can plant the land, but they can’t plant it. If you’ve planted it for a few years, it’s an old style. Let me talk about the "Book of Changes" first? Can anyone read it? Can anyone understand it?"

Lin Yuan: "Fortune telling is not good, what else do you have?"

Chen Banxian hurriedly said, "I know how to make alchemy. If you need it, even the seventy old man, I can tell him to regain his glory."

Is the aphrodisiac that co-authored you?

Chen Banxian: "Never hurt your body."

Lin Yuan was also convinced, sure enough talents were everywhere.

and many more!

Lin Yuan suddenly recovered. He looked at Chen Banxian intently, turning Chen Banxian's old face red. Chen Banxian coughed and said, "Master Lin, although I look good..."

Lin Yuan: "Half Immortal, did you fry the furnace when you made alchemy?"

Chen Banxian's eyes flashed, then he touched his beard and shook his head and said, "I am the 86th-generation descendant of Taoism. How can I make such a mistake?"

Lin Yuan slapped the table: "To be honest!"

Chen Banxian immediately replied: "It was bombed!"

Lin Yuan smiled and grabbed Chen Banxian's hand eagerly: "Do you remember the recipe for the fryer?"

Chen Banxian: "..." Does this young master have any special hobbies?

Why are you so interested in fryer?

In fact, there is gunpowder now, but the formula is not perfect, and only a handful of people have the recipe for gunpowder.

The musket was invented during the Ming Dynasty, but the power of the musket was actually not big enough.

Lin Yuan's idea is that if you can make a grenade-a simple version, you can add iron or steel balls, any beads, as long as it doesn't affect the explosion. Once it explodes, the powerful thrust will make the beads look like bullets Scattered, now the armor can't resist such a big thrust.

Although the scope will not be too wide, it can be considered a big killer.

"You should study the recipe of the frying stove." Lin Yuan looked at Chen Banxian as if looking at a treasure. This is simply a treasure old man. He promised, "Before you get it out, you can eat and eat for a week. Eat a meal of meat, if you get it out, not only will you be full, you will have meat every day."

Scientific talents must be heavily invested.

"Really?" Chen Banxian was silly.

Lin Yuan promised: "There is a falsehood in this statement, so I am struck by lightning."

Chen Banxian looked at Lin Yuan and thought to himself, Isn't this a fool?

However, Lin Yuan still urged: "Try a small amount, don't try too much, so as not to hurt people."

"Your safety is very important."

Chen Banxian: "The people I brought..."

Lin Yuan: "Ok, do they also understand alchemy fryer?"

Chen Banxian: "..."

How do people answer this?

If you understand it, it seems like a smashing sign, but if you don't understand, I'm afraid that Lin Yuan will not keep them.

Chen Banxian can only bite the bullet and say, "I understand."

Which of the alchemists have not fried the stove?

There are people who kill people, so there are not many folks who make alchemy. Taoist alchemists in the palace are called powerful.

Chen Banxian felt that if he didn't have a good teacher, he would use his ability to make alchemy for the emperor.

Lin Yuan: "Then it's settled!"

Then Chen Banxian rested for one night. When he woke up the next morning, everything changed. His clothes were placed on the bedside. Someone led him to breakfast. Although he drank porridge mixed with chaff and rice, it is now Very good, there are also two mixed grain steamed buns and a small plate of kimchi. Chen Banxian was full and drunk, and was led to a room with alchemy furnaces—the simple version.

The person who brought him has a very good attitude: "Half Immortal, the owner said, charcoal is enough, and saltpeter is also available, but not too much. You have to figure out other things."

Chen Banxian was startled by Lin Yuan's big hand, but there was still a half-xian's money. He pinched a finger and said to the man: "I've done it, the furnace is auspicious at sunset today."

The man smiled and said, "Half Immortal is right."

When the man was gone, Chen Banxian sat in the room, watching his old guys dragging the box and coming in with their stomachs shyly, each with a contented expression.

"Hey, Lao Chen, you are still good at it. Just one day after you came, you became a guest."

"Even the stove, say, what are you doing this time? I have all the formulas for aphrodisiac here."

Chen Banxian sighed.

Everyone: "What's wrong with this? But what is the trouble? Or... let's run first?"

Chen Banxian waved: "It's not a troublesome thing."

Everyone was relieved.

Chen Banxian looked sad: "The owner said, he told us to make a recipe for the fryer."

"...My boss, is this going to set off fireworks?"

Chen Banxian touched his chin: "I feel that we have had a big event. Watching the owner's appearance, I'm afraid it was not used to make fireworks."

Everyone look at me, I look at you.

Chen Banxian: "Sometimes the frying stove can kill people."

Everyone understood now.

Chen Banxian: "Should we... do it?"

"It hurts heaven?"

"Yes, we are all conscientious people."

"You can't do things that hurt the truth."

Chen Banxian sighed again: "I also said the same, but the owner said that it is done, and it will be full every day and meat every day."

Everyone: "It's done!"

So these half-immortals began the vigorous development of gunpowder. Fortunately, the boxes they carried contained alchemy materials, so Lin Yuan didn't need to bother in the early stage.

"Hey, about the fryer, I usually don't want it to explode. It explodes faster than anyone else. Now I want to make it explode, but it's misfired."

"Yeah, I have made a few furnaces, and I don't even fry them."

They sighed and sighed, Chen Banxian's eyes twitched when he listened to the side. If his colleagues heard this, he would not have any expressions.

Lin Yuan also knew that he couldn't be anxious, but he didn't urge them. The newcomers are still adapting to the environment. Unlike the previous ones, they are more vigilant. The people next to them said that these people don't speak much, so call them He also works diligently, but always looks sad.

Two bowls of noodles were brought into Lin Yuan's room with a bowl of noodles at both ends. There was still some meat in it, and the noodle soup was floating on the surface. There were sauerkraut and cabbage in it. The smell was quite appetizing.

Two and two looked at Lin Yuan's restless look, and asked strangely, "Master, what's the matter? What's wrong?"

Lin Yuan couldn't eat anymore, so he pushed the bowl: "Two or two, you eat."

Two and two asked strangely: "Master, you only ate two steamed buns today."

Lin Yuan sighed and asked two or two: "How are the people in Zhuangzi today?"

Twenty-two is even more strange: "What do you do on weekdays, what do you still do now, it's getting colder now, and I can't get out of the dormitory, so I go back to lie down after work."

To keep warm, almost everyone in the dormitory now sleeps together in two.

Yun Niu lay on the same bed with her own lady. The narrow single bed was very crowded but covered with a clean quilt. Yun Niu put her head on the quilt, took a deep breath, and said to her lady : "Miss, it's cotton!"

"Don't call me Miss." The woman touched Yun Niu's head, "Call me Qiuniang."

Yun Niu looked serious: "The young lady is the young lady!"

Qiuniang smiled at Yunniu and stopped talking.

Qiuniang hasn’t slept in bed for a long time. After she escaped, she always lived a precarious life. After being... by the gangster, it was Yun Niu who kept her alive. Every day, she was carried on her back by Yun Niu. There are grass clippings, small bugs and fleas.

Her lower abdomen kept falling, and the lochia did not run out.

"The captain said, there will be steamed buns tomorrow morning." Yun Niu licked her lips, "I can eat three."

The person in the same dormitory smiled and said, "I have steamed buns every day, not just tomorrow."

"Yes."

"You came in from outside, what is it like now? I came early, and I don't know what's going on outside."

They were all bought together with their relatives. After they came, they would work at sunrise and rest at sunset. Their life was very simple. They were not very old. The oldest was only sixteen and the youngest was eight. There are no more cities here, only Zhuangzi "inside" and Zhuangzi "outside".

Yun Niu was quite talkative. She nestled in a warm quilt and said, "It’s not good to be outside! When we escaped, we saw a lot of people running away. At the beginning, the nearby city we went to was full of people. Sometimes the well-meaning gentlemen came out to give cakes and porridge, but later the gentlemen stopped."

"The court doesn't care about us." Yun Niu couldn't help shivering when she thought of that time. "A lot of people died last winter."

"If someone dies, the people next to him will take his clothes off."

The girls asked: "Then how did you survive?"

Yun Niu thought for a while, and said cautiously: "I found a man, and that man has several brothers. He gave me some food and he survived."

The girls sighed: "What about the man?"

Yun Niu said, "He was robbed of food in the beginning of spring, and he was beaten to death."

He didn't starve to death when the winter was the most barren, but was killed when he had food in spring.

Yun Niu: "What about you? How did you come when you came?"

The girls chatted.

"My family farms the land. The landlord ran away and we had nowhere to go. So we fleeed with my parents. Seeing that I couldn't live anymore, my dad took the charge and sold our family to the owner."

"The owner is a good guy, and the owner only accepts 50% of the rent!"

"Our former owner, the harvest is 80%!"

Lin Yuan was the Qiuniang who took the time to see him. One reason for accepting Qiuniang was that he could not see her life disappeared in front of him, and the other reason was that Qiuniang was a "Miss". Generally, the people who can be called Miss are Xiaofu. The home is a small landlord family no matter what, so the lady who comes out of the family will most likely settle the accounts.

Now what is important is the right of the family. Once a woman is married, she has to manage the family's account books, income and expenditure, and relations between people, especially the family background of landlords. A mistress has a lot to manage.

They may not read the Four Books and Five Classics, nor do they read any sage books, but they are very good at accounting, and some can do better than the accountant.

Nowadays, there are not many people who plan to make an order, let alone settle the accounts.

Lin Yuan felt that it was time to need someone who could take care of things.

He doesn’t know how to do the accounts himself, and now he is doing the accounts with Yang’s help, but Yang’s is actually not very experienced in this aspect-when she was in the Lin’s family, she actually did not care about the general affairs, but the housekeeper was doing it, but the housekeeper was on the way. Be separated from them.

It would be best if this lady could do the bills, and she would be fine if she could not. If she was literate, she could also set up a literacy class.

Anyway, there are still a minority of educated people in this era, and each one is very important.

Qiuniang didn't show any expression when she learned that her boss was going to see her alone.

She didn't know why the boss left a useless person. Although everyone said that the boss was a good person after coming here, Qiuniang always felt uneasy.

She can't do anything, eating for nothing is a drag.

"The boss." Qiuniang was held on the chair by the servant woman. She was thin and thin, because of malnutrition, her skin was yellow, and her face also had freckles. She couldn't tell that she was a young and young woman.

She curled her neck, not daring to look directly at Lin Yuan, just lowered her head and looked at the desktop.

Lin Yuan is actually not sure how to deal with women of this era, especially those who are educated. He sat opposite Qiuniang and asked softly: "This girl..."

Qiuniang whispered: "The boss, Qiuniang, the slave family, is that."

Lin Yuan: "Cough, Qiuniang, are you literate?"

Qiuniang nodded: "Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, they are familiar."

This is still a full talent.

Lin Yuan was more satisfied: "Will you do the billing?"

Qiuniang raised her head strangely and saw the appearance of a young man. The man had slightly raised Danfeng eyes and slightly raised lips. She was wearing a cotton-padded coat and was black as ink. She looked like a rich man, but his expression was gentle and eyes. It is even more gentle, telling him to let go of his guard when he sees him.

"Somewhat rough." Qiuniang learned from a young age when she was a female red and a housekeeper. Qin, chess, calligraphy and calligraphy were just superfluous. She said that she was rough, but in fact, it wasn't humble, only accounting was modest.

It is said that women’s ignorance is virtue, and their books are nothing more than literacy and writing.

Those who can really read are the ladies or the scholarly young ladies.

And their knowledge is taught by their mothers, and there are few female husbands.

"Qiu Niang." Lin Yuan said, "Take care of your body. When you get better, you will come to work for me as the accountant."

Qiuniang said in surprise: "The accountant?"

Since ancient times, how can a woman do the accounting?Those are men's jobs.

Lin Yuan said very emotionally: "Who says women are inferior to men?"

Qiuniang was taken aback, she didn't know what to say, looking at Lin Yuan's expression, she looked like a monster.

Lin Yuan touched his nose, and realized that he was emotionally out of time, so he had to change his tone: "No one in Zhuangzi now keeps accounts, so I have to ask you to top it."

Qiuniang said at ease: "The boss has spoken, and the slave is naturally willing."

That night, when two couples were waiting for Lin Yuan to wash, they found Lin Yuan was humming a small song.

The two ends came to wash their feet and asked curiously: "Master, what are you singing?"

Lin Yuan smiled and said, "Sing a song."

Two or two: "Master, do you still know this?"

Lin Yuan: "Come on, I'll sing it for you."

"Big Brother Liu said that, the rationale is too partial, who said that women enjoy leisure..."

Two or two: "..."

After Lin Yuan sang, he smiled triumphantly: "How is it, not bad?"

He would know this one for Henan Opera, which is the only one that can be sung completely, and he learned it from TV when he was young.

Two or two: "This word..."

Lin Yuan: "Speaking of Mulan."

Two and two suddenly realized: "It is General Hua."

The story of Hua Mulan has a long history, and it can be regarded as a widely circulated story among the people.

The two ignorant of their conscience said: "Master sings well."

Lin Yuan smiled and said, "It's just average."

Two or two: "..." The young master seemed to take it seriously, so he just boasted casually.

Two or two learned Lin Yuan and sang a few words.

Lin Yuan stared at Erliang with wide eyes, startled Erliang.

Two and two asked carefully: "Master, what's the matter?"

Lin Yuan patted Erliang on the shoulder and sighed: "There are talented people from generation to generation, Erliang, I didn't expect you to have a good voice!"

Twenty-two was confused and praised, and she was very happy: "Really? Master, you teach me a few more words."

So two or two learned this Mulan song and sang it to the dog all night, which caused the dog to have this song in his dreams. When he got up, the whole person was bad.

Soon, Lin Yuan found that all the women in Zhuangzi had learned this tune, humming a few words from time to time, and sang it together while working.

Lin Yuan became numb to this song after listening to it for more than ten days.

So he taught another one by two, Su Sanqi solved.

Then it became: "Su San left Wutong County and moved to the street..."

OK, there are two songs to listen back and forth, which is better than looping.

Yang Zian came back much earlier than Brother Dao and Zhu Yuanzhang. When he left, he took only the man and the hoe. When he came back, he dragged the wooden cart. The wooden cart was simple in workmanship, and he knew it was done temporarily. , By the time Zhuangzi was on the verge of falling apart, he was crumbling.

Not only that, Yang Zian took 20 people when he left, and more than 40 people when he returned, of which more than 20 people were tied back.

However, Lin Yuan knew from the appearance of these people that even if they were not tied up, these people would not be able to run far, all of them were skinny and skinny.

Only one of them was the strongest, and that was also compared with others, and in terms of physique, it was not as good as Lin Yuan, who did not exercise much.

Yang Zian also had a smile on his face. He jumped off a mule back and said to Lin Yuan, "I looked around and found them all."

Lin Yuan: "Did they camp nearby?"

The man who looked the strongest said: "We are just lost!"

"Who comes to camp in this place where birds don't shit!"

"Steal my things while we are sleeping!"

Someone next to him said: "Ours is called robbery...no! Ours is a strategy!"

The person who was tied up said angrily: "A ploy! You just knocked us out while we were sleeping!"

Yang Zian coughed, and said to Lin Yuan, "They have knives and long machetes."

Lin Yuan looked at the group of people and asked calmly, "How did you get these things?"

The strongest man snorted coldly: "If you ask me, I will tell you? Who do you consider me?"

Lin Yuan took out a machete from the cart.

The strong man immediately changed his words: "We stole it!"

Lin Yuan: "Where did you steal it?"

Man: "When I ran, I stole several blacksmith shops in the city."

Lin Yuan: "..." How should he comment on this approach?

Seeing that Lin Yuan was not ready to chop himself, the man looked around and looked around. He hadn't thought about looking at him just now, but now he found out that there is farmland here, as well as a strange and square house.

"I saw such a big coffin for the first time!" The man was stunned by the staff dormitory.

The younger brother behind him was distracted like the boss: "How old can someone lie in such a coffin?"

Lin Yuan: "Don't say anything else, take them to lock up first, and talk after you are hungry."

First ask what they did before.

In such a big environment, too few gangsters have not taken their lives.

When asked, Lin Yuan was shocked.

It turned out that this group of people were originally porters who went to the city to make money, and then asked their fellow villagers to bring them back to their wives and children.

The leader was Zhao Wuliu, who was regarded as the leader of the porter, and when he saw that the situation was not right, he greeted the brothers who were close to him to go to the iron shop and steal the machete, fled overnight, and returned to the hometown to find his wife and children.

As a result, when they returned to their hometown, they found that their hometown was in a mess, their wives and children were gone, and they could only wander around.

Although they have weapons, this group of people is not the material for robbing houses. They are so courageous, they can only wander around to see if they can find something cheap.

As a result, she swayed and got lost. Yang Zian knocked him sap at night, and then took him to Zhuangzi.

Zhao Wuliu cried out in the shed: "You shut us up here, not even stuttering, and dragged our brothers for such a long way, and didn’t give me a piece of bean dregs cake, and even grabbed us. s things!"

"Boss, we fight with them!"

Zhao Wuliu stared at the younger brother: "You said so! Be quiet, you didn't see their fields, there is something to eat!"

The younger brother is unclear, so: "Boss, what do you mean? Why don't I understand?"

Zhao Wuliu: "Hey, I tell you that I look at this place very well, if I can stay, we will be full."

The younger brother suddenly realized: "Boss, you are still smart."

Zhao Wuliu was proud: "That is."

So when Lin Yuan went to see them, they found that all of them were very well-behaved. As expected, different people had different wisdom. The wisdom of this group of people who came from porters was to find a good master, and they could eat enough.

If it is really a murderous bandit, it is estimated that what he is thinking about is how to kill Lin Yuan and then occupy this Zhuangzi.

"The boss!" Zhao Wuliu was very enthusiastic, "We have all thoughts, if you let us eat, we will do the work for you."

"We don't want those knives either." Zhao Wuliu whispered, "I haven't used it anyway."

They all use machetes to chop wood, or frighten beasts.

Lin Yuan was still a little worried: "Stay a few more days."

Zhao Wuliu quickly jumped up and hugged Lin Yuan's leg: "My boss! Be kind! Give something to eat! I have been hungry for a few days!"

Lin Yuan suddenly thought that he said to make them hungry for a few days, but he didn't say how many days they were hungry. It has been three days. This group of people rely on drinking water to maintain their lives, and now they can still hold their legs strong It's not easy anymore.

So Lin Yuan said to the people outside: "Come and cook some porridge."

Said it is porridge, in fact, apart from a little rice, it is bran and beans.

People who have been hungry for a long time cannot eat too much at once, so they also restrain the amount.

Zhao Wuliu and his little brothers gobbled it up, drank the whole grain porridge in a few mouthfuls, and licked the bottom of the bowl. The bowl was clean as if it had never been used. Zhao Wuliu wiped his face, although he was not full. But at last he was not as hungry as before. He patted his belly: "My boss, look, what do you tell me to do?"

Lin Yuan looked at these skinny people and thought to himself, what dare I tell you to do?

He can only say: "You go first... um..."

Zhao Wuliu stared at Lin Yuan intently, looking forward to what Lin Yuan would say next.

Lin Yuan: "Hmm..."

What are you doing?!

Lin Yuan: "In this way, I will ask Brother Yang to arrange for you. You will listen to Brother Yang in the future."

Zhao Wuliu: "Second Brother Yang? Who is this person?"

Lin Yuan: "That's the one who brought you here."

Everyone shuddered, that little white face was fierce, and beating someone was particularly painful.

Zhao Wuliu: "My boss...may I have a discussion?"

Lin Yuanqi said: "What to discuss? Do you still want to go out as bandits? That's okay, you go."

"..."

There is no weapon to be a hammer gangster!

A group of people can only express that they are willing to listen to the arrangements of the second brother Yang, and must listen to the arrangements of the second brother Yang.

Lin Yuan nodded in satisfaction after hearing them show their loyalty: "This is good."

Crowd: "..."

Although these people are useless now, they still know some information. After all, they have been wandering and they know a lot. They have basically been to the nearby villages and towns. According to their words, the people in the villages and towns are now gone. When the grain was harvested in autumn, the people who came down from the court almost took away all the grain.

The rest is enough for farmers to eat for a month.

Even if you save it and eat with the bark, you can eat it for more than two months at most.

The bandits in the vicinity are almost gone. After all, the number of bandits in the neighborhood is small. It's okay to rob the people and some small landlords, and it is impossible to touch the big landlords and the town.

I don't want to be the gangsters in the north, there are more people, and more fierce, dare to touch anything.

At dinner, Lin Yuan and Yang Zian ate in the house, and Yang Zian also told Lin Yuan about what had happened recently.

After drinking a sip of rice wine and eating a bite of meat, Yang Zian let out a contented sigh and twisted his neck before saying: "We are safe. There are no gangsters around, and the wall is almost half repaired. I think that only next year will the refugees come here."

Lin Yuan also drank a sip of rice wine. The rice wine was actually more like sweet water, with no alcohol content. However, because of the need for the precious fine grains of rice, there was only a little bit. Lin Yuan would not bear to drink it if Yang Zian came back.

Who can think of it?Lin Yuan drank at the modern wine table until he felt sick, but now he hopes to drink a sip of modern Wuliangye or Moutai, just one sip.

One bite is the supreme enjoyment.

"We have enough grain." Lin Yuan said.

Although there are tenants in Zhuangzi, only half of the grain is used, but because it is a canteen system and the dormitory cannot cook, in fact, all the grain exists together.

The tenants do not require that 50% of their own.

After all, the way of the world is now like this. They are already very satisfied with eating and drinking every day for fear of being driven out by Lin Yuan, and being able to get a little fishy every five or six days.

In the beginning of spring today, they also opened up some nearby fields. When the autumn harvested, the output was double that of last year.

Fill the granary to its full capacity.

Yang Zi'an: "This is a good thing. Next year we can bring in another group of people."

Lin Yuan nodded, they really need a group of soldiers, this plan can be put on the agenda.

Yang Zi'an said: "Next year the refugees may go here. Not many will head southeast. The cities over there are closed. The refugees cannot enter, the people inside will not be able to get out, and the bandits will also Will become more."

The two talked for a while, and Lin Yuan had something to say, but felt that it was late, so he said to Yang Zian, "If the second brother doesn't dislike it, I will sleep with my little brother tonight, just to talk again. "

Yang Zi'an didn't refuse, and said with a smile: "Tell Erliang to get me a basin of water. I have to wipe it off. I'm sweaty, and I have to get my clothes for change."

Two or two went to get water, Yang Zian directly took off his clothes and wiped his body. Although he looked thin, he had a good physique without clothes, his chest and abdominal muscles were very strong, his chest and abdomen were very strong, his shoulders were wide and his waist was narrow. Sweat stains.

Lin Yuan looked at Yang Zian and sighed.

Yang Zian turned his head after hearing the sound, "Why did the fourth brother sigh?"

Lin Yuan squeezed his underdeveloped biceps, and said sadly: "I'm thinking, when will I become a strong man."

Yang Zi couldn't help laughing: "Like Brother Dao?"

Lin Yuan couldn't help but disgusted and said, "Never mind the smelly feet."

Yang Zi'an laughed: "Hahahaha, it is indeed smelly. He stayed at my house back then, took off his shoes, and I left. The smell is really—"

"Walking around the beam for three days without stopping."

It seems that it is no secret that Brother Dao's feet smelly.

Lin Yuan lay on the bed and looked at the entangled muscles in Yang Zian's back, jealous with envy.

Maybe he also needs to chop wood?Maybe it can be practiced.