A knife at the beginning almost killed the apocalypse

After being away for so many days, Yuanchu felt homesick. After handling the affairs in Qingyan, he returned to Earth.

As soon as I came back, I couldn't wait to pick up my daughter and give her a kiss. As long as I picked up this little cotton-padded jacket, I felt that all the fatigue of the past few days was gone.

Luo Xiaorou smiled sweetly next to her, and the scene was very warm.

In the afternoon, Uncle Li came to Yuanchu to discuss matters.

The original plan was to order a cement house here and then transport it to Nongzhou after it was built.

However, Yuan Chu was not around these days. After discussion, the Elder Council decided to invest in building a factory in Nongzhou and build a cement house on the spot.

This will not only save a lot of transportation costs, but also arrange for some agricultural management and experts to go there in advance to lay a solid foundation for economic development.

Yuan Chu had no objection to this. It would be best if such a trivial matter did not bother him.

These days, people are being sent to Nongzhou one after another. Regardless of whether they want to or not, they have to go.

Many netizens posted congratulations and hoped that they would have smooth sailing and a bright future.

Yuanchu looked through the news on the Internet and found it very interesting.

While watching the news, he asked: "Have the farmers who were punished before been dealt with properly?"

Uncle Li nodded, "Well, those who have been punished have been cancelled, and those who have already paid fines have been fully refunded."

"That's good."

At the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, I was flipping through the pages and suddenly came across a piece of news with the title: Tobacco inheritance for three generations.

His eyes suddenly became cold and he read the news carefully.

The temperature was getting lower and lower, and Uncle Li couldn't help but shudder, feeling a strong murderous intention.

He looked at Yuanchu in horror, wondering why the other party would suddenly act like this.

He quietly glanced at the news and didn't feel anything was wrong.

"Are you...are you okay?"

Yuanchu said coldly: "It's okay, I just remembered some bad past events."

Uncle Li shuddered and felt that something was wrong. If he continued to listen, something might happen, so he planned to find an excuse to escape.

But before he could speak, Yuanchu spoke first: "Do you remember when the tobacco franchise started?"

Uncle Li didn't speak and listened carefully.

In the early Yuan Dynasty, he was talking to himself as if there was no one around, talking about a past event that he couldn't bear to look back on.

When he was a child, his family only had a mud-tiled house with a single room, bedroom, kitchen and living room. He has no bed and can only sleep on the sofa.

The cold winter wind blew in, making him shiver. In summer, when rainwater drips from the tiles on the roof, buckets should be used to catch it.

As he grew older, he could no longer live in the same room with his parents, so he had to stay at his uncle's house for a long time.

Later, life became too hard and when it was almost impossible to survive, my uncle persuaded their family to grow tobacco. Although it is very hard work, the income is considerable. After a few years of saving, you should be able to build a house.

So Yuan’s father and Yuan’s mother decided to plant several acres of tobacco after some discussion.

During the harvest season, the sun is very hot.

Dad Yuan carried the heavy tobacco leaves back from the field under the scorching sun. He had to pick them several times a day, which was very hard.

In the early Yuan Dynasty, I used a homemade brush to cut tobacco stems at home, and my fingers were blackened by smoke.

Tobacco leaves must be dried when the sun comes out, and harvested when it is about to rain, otherwise they will be spoiled by the rain.

After working hard all summer, it’s finally time to harvest.

Cigarette dealers come to collect tobacco from your door, and the worst is three yuan a pound, and the best is more than ten yuan a pound.

At that time, the price of pork was only five or six yuan, and two kilograms of tobacco leaves could be exchanged for more than one kilogram of pork. This excited the early Yuan Dynasty.

At that time, he was still in elementary school, and the tuition seemed to cost more than 200. This is a huge amount of money that many families cannot come up with, so many people are in arrears with their tuition fees.

By selling the tobacco leaves, he no longer has to worry about tuition fees in the fall, and he can also buy a schoolbag.

At that time, everyone used plastic bags to carry books, and only children with good economic conditions could afford schoolbags.

They made money growing tobacco, and some of their neighbors followed suit.

After two years of good times, I saved some money, scraped things here and there, and asked people to borrow money, and finally I scraped together enough money to build a two-story building.

Although I don’t have any extra money for decoration, I at least painted it with plaster and it looks good.

But that year a company suddenly appeared and prohibited farmers from growing tobacco. If there are still stocks in hand, the company will buy them at half price.

That year, when he just entered junior high school, all his family's savings were spent on building a house.

That year, there would be frost in winter, and it was freezing to the bones.

He had no money to buy clothes, but luckily he had old clothes that his cousin didn't want. Although it doesn't fit well, it can at least keep out the cold.

It was just miserable at night. The doors and windows of the dormitory were not tight, and the cold wind poured into the dormitory. It was so cold that people did not dare to move for fear that the quilt would leak.

It's just that everyone has quilts, but he only has a thin blanket.

In the middle of the night, I shivered from the cold and huddled up in a ball.

The winter at that time was very cold, and I often heard of people being frozen to death.

His movement woke up the classmate next to him, a brother from the same village. Seeing that his whole body was stiff from the cold, his brothers in the village were afraid that something might happen to him, so they came over to sleep with him holding quilts.

He had no money to buy shampoo, so his brothers from the same village shared it with him.

After finally making it to the weekend, Yuan’s mother asked for a thick blanket from a neighbor. It's big and thick and can be wrapped around him twice. The only drawback is that it sheds hair.

He felt embarrassed when he thought that he had used someone else's shampoo for so many days, so he reluctantly spent a huge sum of two yuan to buy a bottle of shampoo.

After my brother washed it once, he came to complain to him, saying that after using his shampoo, his hair was as strong as steel wool...

After hearing what Yuanchu said, the living room was extremely quiet.

Luo Xiaorou hugged him with red eyes, her eyes full of heartache.

Uncle Li was silent and wanted to say something, but his throat seemed to be stuck and he couldn't say a word.

Yuanchu asked: "Do you know why I told you this?"

Uncle Li shook his head. He only felt tight in his chest and his brain was stuck.

"Tobacco is a good thing, with huge benefits. I don't know how many people have been fattened."

Yuanchu paused, his eyes suddenly became extremely cold and said: "At the same time, it also sucked the farmers' marrow dry!"

boom!

A murderous intent burst out, and the entire living room instantly froze.

"I am very lucky to have survived that...reform. But how many people who suffered worse than me were indirectly killed. Have you ever carefully understood these things?"

"What is that? It is the people's wealth and the people's wealth. It is the capital that a large number of farmers rely on for their survival, and it has been legally deprived of it by you."

"Repaying the watchfulness of three generations, haha, sucking the blood of the common people, and showing off to the world with human blood steamed buns, don't you feel ashamed?"

"Are you trying to say that the country was also facing many difficulties at that time? Then why did you not dare to attack the rich? Do you think ordinary people are easy to bully?"

Uncle Li said nothing, feeling a little aggrieved. At that time, he was just a little transparent, and many things were beyond his control.