This traveler only wants to choose the lowest difficulty

Chapter 281

In the northern suburbs of Shanzhou City in August, in front of the Wang Family Farm.

It is said to be a farm, but at this time Wang Dong’s Zhuangzi has been built to look like a township factory in later generations. There is a row of green brick walls, and a big iron gate in the front is always open. Horse-drawn carriages were coming in and out, transporting cartloads of cigarettes, and the entire farm was very lively as a large cart passed by in front of the farm.

Amidst the noise and bustle, Jia walked out of the farm briskly in a linen suit.

At the gate of the farm, the two gatekeepers saw Ga come out, recognized him at once, and greeted him with a bow and bow.At this time, Jia already had the attitude of being dependent on the manager, and responded with a smile, and then walked out of the farm with a smile amidst the greetings of the two, and stood by the side of the road at the side door of the farm.

Today, Jia has a relaxed and happy smile on his face, because this day is his rare rest day.In fact, according to the rules of the farm, managers like Jia and the others can have two days of rest every seven days, but this kind of rest time is often dissatisfied for Jia.

On the surface, he naturally said that he took the initiative to work overtime out of love for his work, but secretly Li Jia also had his own thoughts. After more than four months of experience in the farm, his vision was far from that of being a slave on the grassland. At this time, Jia has understood his social status. Although he is a slave of Wang Dong, due to the loose management of the Wang family and the slave system of the Han people, it is not like the slaves on the grassland who are used as cattle and horses. Same, so Jia has now discovered that a slave like himself who goes to the territory of the Han people is almost the same as an ordinary person as long as the master is not too strict. Although he cannot be an official, it is still possible to live a little life of his own, and Wang Dong He also made it clear to them that he would release them from slavery after they made a certain contribution in their farm. They have great ambitions, and Wang Dong's wages for them are not low. A steward in a popular position like Jia can get five pennies a month, which is undoubtedly a high salary in the eyes of ordinary Tang people. Now, you must know that the third-rank official at this time is only nine taels a month, which is equivalent to nine guanqian. Jia once inquired about the prices in Shanzhou City, and learned that there is a rather imposing second-class house in the city. The price of entering the yard is only a dozen taels, which is equivalent to his three or four months' income.

When he heard the news, Jia couldn't help being very happy. He found that if he worked hard in Wang Dong's glass workshop, within a year he would not only be able to buy a house in Shanzhou City, marry a wife and have children, and even have Can raise several slaves of their own.For Jia, who used to be able to take a trip to Shanzhou City with his master, it felt like an eye-opener. It is undoubtedly a day that he could not have imagined in his dreams. At this time, such a future is in sight, so Jia naturally did better Others work harder.

He is always careful when working for him. In order to ensure the quality of the glass products produced, he often does not leave the farm for more than ten days in a row. Even when the work progress is fast, he will eat and live in the workshop. After four months in Wang Dong's farm, he was so motivated that he only went to Shanzhou City twice. A vacation like today's is a rare opportunity. It is naturally a good mood to have a chance to rest.

Jia stood on the side of the road for a while, and saw a fully loaded carriage slowly driving out from the side gate of Wang Dong's farm.

The load of the carriage is huge, even if the road at the entrance of Wangdong Farm is compacted by him with a big roller, and the loess is covered with fine sand and then paved with gravel, the load-bearing capacity is definitely large. Tang No. [-], but when the carriage ran over this road, it still left shallow ruts on the gravel road.

Two soldiers driving in front of the car lazily drove the car to Shanzhou City. Seeing this, Jia hurried to the middle of the road and waved to the soldiers driving with a smile.

Seeing him walking out from the road, the soldier cooperated. He slowed down the carriage and asked Gao with a smile: "Are you a farmhand in Wangbiejiang's farm?"

Jia nodded quickly. Although he has a high status in Wang Dong's farm, he spent most of his time dealing with other slaves in the farm when he was out of the grassland. It appeared that even if there were only a few ordinary government troops in front of him, he couldn't help but feel a little nervous, Jia bowed to the two soldiers and said, "I am a farm worker in the main farm, and I want to go to Shanzhou City on vacation now. , the journey is long, so I want to trouble the two military masters to give me a ride."

These soldiers were originally sent by the Marching Controller's Yamen to Wang Dong Zhuangzi to escort the latest production of military cigarettes to the storage warehouse in Shangcheng. They all knew that Mr. Wang was a popular person under Hou Shangshu, so even if they were Wang Dong's slaves , these soldiers don’t dare to offend.What's more, every time they come to Wang Dong's farm to do some shopping, Wang Dong always asks the people at the farm to treat them with extra hospitality. Not only do they eat well and drink well, stuffing their pockets with cigarettes, but before leaving, they often also give them gifts equal to the value of the goods they deposited. Proportional to the labor fee, the escorting soldiers who took the money naturally treated the people in Wangdong Farm well. When they heard that Jia was about to enter the city, the two soldiers looked at each other and the old soldier said: " What's the problem? Just get in the car."

Jia Wenyan bowed politely to the two, then climbed into the carriage nimbly, and sat next to a large pile of leaf-wrapped Xining cigarette packs, leaning on the soft cigarettes on his back, quite comfortable.

Those two soldiers knew in their hearts that the so-called farm workers in Wangdong Farm were actually slaves under Mr. Wang's command. Mr. Wang came down as slaves, but Mr. Wang is also kind. He not only gave them good food and drink, but also gave them vacations in three quarters and five orders. In a short period of time, each of them was raised tall and strong, and they did not look like the humble slaves on the grassland at all.But after all, they have lived like this for only a few months, and they are okay in the farm, but they often make jokes when they leave the farm. Sitting by the side of the big cart with disfigured legs, he didn't care about the dirty wheels scraping against his clothes. He couldn't help laughing, but thinking of Wang Dong's identity, the two of them didn't dare to offend his servants too much. , so they all held back and didn't speak.

Jia rarely rides in the car. Although he has become a steward, he still looks curious while sitting in the car. He looks around at the roadside and at the two government soldiers driving.

The two government soldiers didn't bother to pay attention to him, so they smiled at him when they saw him, and Jia also responded with a simple and honest smile.

At this time, a soldier took out a scythe, struck the tinder a few times, then took out a cigarette, put it on the tinder, and sucked it twice. Soon the cigarette was lit, and the soldier held the cigarette comfortably. pumped up.

The veteran driving next to him smiled when he saw this, and said to the soldier: "Brother Chen, don't smoke on your own, light one with me."

Brother Chen smiled when he heard the words: "I'm about to run out of cigars. If you want to smoke, take one out of your pocket. I'll order it with you, and I'll let you smoke."

The veteran got serious when he heard this: "Lord Hou only gives out ten cigarettes every half a month. I've already run out of them. How can I have any cigarettes at this time? You light one with me first, it's nothing more than a cigarette. What is it worth? I’ll just go find another one and pay you back later.”

But Brother Chen was not happy when he heard the words: "What are you talking about? When you went to Mr. Wang's manor to stock up, I saw with my own eyes that the steward Wang Ji asked someone to stuff a pack of fifty sticks into your hand." Xining fragrance."

"I didn't say anything before, and I was waiting for you to share half of me, but you made it privately. If you don't mention it now, do you still ask me for cigarettes?"

(End of this chapter)