A knife at the beginning almost killed the apocalypse

At the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, he suddenly remembered the man named Cheng Tieniu, who was tall and mighty, with strong muscles.

It should make a good guinea pig.

He was chosen!

So he asked: "By the way, how is my cellmate doing?"

Luo Xiaorou glared at him fiercely and said angrily: "Bah, bah, bah! Where did you get the inmate from? Have you ever been in prison? That person can only be called...an inmate at best!"

"Okay, friend, has he come out yet?"

"Hmph, that's about right. The person you're talking about is called Cheng Tieniu. The legal affairs are already being handled. If nothing else happens, he should be released tomorrow."

"That's good. When the time comes, let him be injected with the first-level strengthening medicine, and then arrange to go to Luo's home to see a nursing home."

Luo Xiaorou nodded, "That's fine. After all, it's too chaotic over there, and mobs often make trouble. But having said that, I originally thought that our Dongwen country was dark enough, but I didn't expect that your side would be even more terrifying. Of course. Officials are nothing more than beasts, even judges have no humanity, how on earth do your people here survive?"

"Hush~~Don't say this nonsense. Be careful that the official will sue you for slander, and the judge will casually convict you of espionage."

Luo Xiaorou's face was full of contempt, "Tsk, I'm just a jewelry businessman. I have nothing to do with spies. Why do they convict me?"

Yuanchu smiled and said: "You really don't have a long memory and have forgotten what happened to me? In our case, whether you are guilty or not depends not on what you have done, but on who you have offended. Even if you are a good person who has done good deeds, Home, if the experts say you are guilty, the man with the hammer will try to find a way to accuse you."

Luo Xiaorou exclaimed: "So dark! Like?"

"Let me think about it, for example, there was a bridge builder in the past. Is he doing good deeds? The bridge he built made it easier for villagers to travel and greatly reduced the possibility of people drowning. But he hindered local income, so he They were prosecuted, and the one with the hammer sentenced their entire family.”

"It's too dark. What's the point?"

Luo Xiaorou was puzzled.

Yuanchu explained: "This is actually easy to understand. Bridge repair and road paving are national projects, right? Shouldn't it be the responsibility of the local government? In the past, funding was needed from the top, and the local government could cut it down several layers. Now there is no funding, and the local government can only invite bids. . Then whoever wants to win the bid must first feed the place? Those who sell cement, sand and gravel, steel bars, and construction companies must all want to participate in this project. Do they have to first What do you mean? Those in charge of environmental protection, building approvals, transportation, roads and bridges, etc. Do the people in charge of affairs, big and small, have to be full before they have the strength to approve them? After these little bosses have eaten and drank enough, , take the big head to see the local boss, and you can make a lot of money. Do you think, how many people will be fattened by the construction of this bridge? As a result, a big project worth tens of millions was eliminated by one person. The little common man spent more than 100,000 yuan to get it done. If this little common man doesn't die, who will die?"

Luo Xiaorou was stunned and didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Is this the correct interpretation of "cutting off people's wealth is like killing their parents"? I can only say that you are so awesome!"

I originally thought that the people in their country were living a hard enough life, but I didn't expect that the people here were even more miserable and aggrieved.

Yuanchu smiled and said: "Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. An expert said that we ordinary people are not qualified to talk about national affairs. We only need to be the first to rush forward and be cannon fodder when there is a war. So we still have to do our duty and do what we should. Things to do.”

"Well, I am a foreigner and I am really not suitable to discuss your government affairs."

Luo Xiaorou looked frustrated and listless.

Yuanchu comforted him: "Okay, be happy. I'm going to buy a lot of medicinal materials later. If you have something to do, go ahead and do it first."

Luo Xiaorou shook her head, "I'm not busy today. I can stay with you all day."

"Let's go then."

The two of them drove to the medicinal wholesale market.

After driving for more than an hour, we finally arrived at the largest traditional Chinese medicine wholesale market in the area.

As soon as I got off the bus at the beginning of Yuan Dynasty, I saw a truck not far away, so I went over to find the driver and chartered the truck for a day.

The driver was very happy. He liked this kind of wealthy boss best.

Less things to do, more money to make.

The truck parked directly outside the medicinal materials wholesale market, and Yuan Chu followed the prescriptions and swept the goods all the way there.

There are stalls outside, and in the early Yuan Dynasty, they didn’t pick and choose. As long as they were listed on the list, they would all be packed and loaded on the truck.

It was also the first time for street vendors to encounter such arrogant customers, and they all came over to sell their products.

Seeing Yuanchu being surrounded by many dealers, Luo Xiaorou was anxious beside her. She quickly pulled him aside and whispered: "Don't just listen to them. Do you know about medicinal materials? What if you buy fake medicine?" What should I do? I heard that the counterfeit medicine sellers here are very smart and can make radish into ginseng."

Yuan Chu was slightly startled, it was true, he really didn't understand Chinese medicine.

"Then what do you think we should do?"

"How about I find a trustworthy Chinese medicine practitioner to help me with this?"

"Okay, I'll give you a big red envelope as reward then."

"it is good."

Luo Xiaorou took out her phone and prepared to dial.

When the driver heard that there was a big red envelope, he quickly said: "Wait a moment, you two. You just said that if someone can distinguish the quality of medicinal materials, there will be a big red envelope. Is this true?"

Yuan Chu raised his eyebrows, "Do you know about medicinal materials?"

The driver looked young, probably in his thirties. But the vicissitudes of life on his face were full of stories, indicating that this person had experienced a lot and was under great pressure in life.

The driver said confidently: "Of course I understand. I am a descendant of a family of traditional Chinese medicine. I have been working with Chinese medicinal materials since I was a child. There are no medicinal materials in this world that I don't understand. By the way, how many red envelopes do you plan to give out?"

Yuan Chu curled his lips and said with disdain: "A descendant of a family of traditional Chinese medicine comes here to drive a truck? Do you think I am easy to fool?"

When the driver heard this, he looked gloomy and sighed helplessly.

"Well, since you don't believe it, just pretend I didn't say it."

At the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, he felt that this guy had some stories, but he didn't want to ask now, so he said: "Since you are so confident, I will give you a chance. As long as you can prove your ability to identify medicinal materials, I will hire you as my A medicinal herb appraiser will give you a monthly salary of 100,000 yuan."

"What? Are you serious?"

"Of course, you see I'm so generous, do I need to make you happy?"

"Okay, I promise you, it's up to me!"

The driver was so excited that he rolled up his sleeves and prepared for a big fight.

He came to a stall and began to identify medicinal materials.

The boss looked disdainful at first, thinking how much does a truck driver know about medicinal herbs?

But as the driver picked out his shoddy medicinal ingredients one by one, the boss finally became anxious.

At the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, he saw everything and determined that the truck driver had real qualifications, so he immediately decided to hire him.