Reborn the wonderful life of ancient times

Lin Zimo couldn't see someone bullying the weak, so he shouted: "Stop." A wrinkled old man rushed over and hugged the little girl, tears streaming down his face.He said nonchalantly: "We have paid the tax, we have paid the tax." The big man said viciously: "Everything belongs to the leader, hand over the wild ginseng quickly."

Lin Zimo frowned at the supercilious look of the big black man. From this look, he didn't take people like himself seriously.The big black man took a step forward and was about to pull up the little girl who was hugged together, but was pushed aside by Liu Changlu: "Such a big man, what's the matter with bullying the weak?" Although the other party is not Han, but the weak One side, no matter what, makes people feel distressed.

The big black man was furious, stood up, waved his hands, and stood behind four other men: "Who are you meddling in your own business? Our master is also something you Han people can manage?" He said to the two men: "Zay , I advise you to hand over the wild ginseng as soon as possible and dedicate it to the master, otherwise, you will know the consequences."

The old man trembled all over, and put his arms around the little girl: "I beg you, this is my little grandson's life-saving money, adults hold your hands high." Several big men were furious, glanced at each other, shouted, and all rushed forward, ready to use brute force. Force snatch.

Zhu Rui's face was as heavy as water, and he had already prepared in his heart that it would not be peaceful here at the border, but he didn't expect to start a robbery in front of him.With a wave of his hand, apart from the two people behind him protecting him and Lin Zimo, the remaining five or six people also greeted him, punching and kicking. Although the other party was strong and durable, Zhu Rui's guards were all soldiers. Among the top-notch talents, those who rolled over on the battlefield, these few were opponents, and they were all kicked to the ground in two or three hits.

The big black man saw that he couldn't take advantage of it, so he got up and said bitterly: "Zay, don't go back if you have the guts." After speaking, he took a few people and ran away.Only then did the little girl let go of her body, and helped the old man kneel down: "Thank you, gentlemen, for saving your life, thank you!" Her thin, sallow face was full of gratitude.

Lin Zimo couldn't help but soften his face. In order to avoid trouble, he covered his face with a cloth towel and a cotton hat when he went out, so that he could hardly see his true colors.He helped her up with her hands: "Get up quickly, what's the matter with you? Are you so angry with them?" After hesitating for a while, the little girl took out a cloth bag from her arms, and opened it carefully, revealing a human-shaped mountain Shen: "Master, please do me a favor and buy this ginseng. It's okay if you pay less." The old man next to him was full of tears and trembling all over: "Yes, masters, it's okay to pay less money." It’s okay, we can’t wait, and we’re going to sell it to save our lives.”

Lin Zimo glanced at Zhu Rui, and Zhu Rui said: "Ginseng is a good ginseng, and I happen to be useful, and the price is definitely not bad for you. Just now you said to save lives? Whose life was saved?" Good people will do it to the end, and there is no need to ask.

The little girl was overjoyed, and ran to a leeward corner, and pushed aside a piece of hay with her hands, revealing a seven or eight-year-old boy. The boy closed his eyes tightly, his face was flushed, and he looked very sick.Lin Zimo walked over hurriedly, touched his forehead, as if he could cook an egg, and was shocked: "Hurry up and take this child back, otherwise, I'm afraid it's over." With such a high fever, I'm afraid that the child will burn Stupid.

Lin Zimo gave up his carriage to those people, rode a horse himself, and the group rushed back to Dudu's Mansion.Arranged them in the guest room, and immediately called the army doctor to see the child.

Sitting in the hall, Zhu Rui looked at the ginseng in his hand, and said: "This thing has already taken shape, and it may be 500 years old. It's not much to give them a thousand taels of silver." Lin Zimo didn't study this, but it might as well Nai he knew it was a good thing, so he took it over and looked at it carefully. The arms, legs, head and facial features were lifelike: "Can this thing be refined?" Zhu Rui smiled and said, "It doesn't matter whether it is refined or not, since it is in our hands, he can't run away." I’ll buy it later, and I’ll give you a piece of stewed soup to eat every once in a while, which can nourish your body.” What Zhu Rui is most worried about is Lin Zimo’s body. His body is too thin, and he loves to waste his brain. I'm really afraid that he won't be able to grow old with me, and I've been taking care of him carefully. This ginseng is rare, and I can't find a few in the palace. This time, I must give him all to eat slowly.

After waiting for a while, the military doctor and the old man named Zai talked back and forth.The military doctor said: "I have suffered severe wind and cold, I need to recuperate, but it is not life-threatening." Zhu Rui nodded, "It's good that there is no danger, you go down and watch." Zai lowered his head, not daring to look at the person sitting above People, he has never seen the world, and he knows that this is a person who is more valuable than their master, knelt down and said: "Thank you for saving my life, master."

Zhu Ruiwen said: "Get up quickly, in that situation, anyone would reach out. Let me ask you, why did that person snatch your things so confidently?" Zai said: "That's the master from the villain, and the Tatars. The eldest prince of the Tan tribe has relatives, and the villains have to pay taxes to him every year. This time, the villain dug up this big ginseng in the mountains in the north. The villain is old, his son died in this war, his wife left, and only these two little grandsons and granddaughters are left. I wanted to leave some money for them, so how can I let them take it for nothing.”

Looking at this old man, telling the history of bitterness in clumsy Chinese, Lin Zimo felt uncomfortable.Regardless of ancient or modern times, once a war breaks out, it is the common people who will suffer the most. You can see this man who is leading a difficult life with his grandson.

Zhu Ruidao: "Sell this ginseng to us for 1000 taels of silver, do you think it's okay?" Zai waved his hands again and again: "It doesn't need that much, just now in the market, the highest price was only 200 taels for the villain, this price is too high .” Besides, the two masters had the grace to save their lives.

Zhu Rui waved his hand, and An Le handed Zai ten banknotes, 100 taels each, so he went out with too large a denomination of banknotes, and was watched by others: "Take it, your hometown will be returned first, Let me show you a way to buy a house here to live." After returning, those people will definitely have nothing to do with their family, 1000 taels of silver is enough for the three grandparents to live here.

Seeing Zai leaving happily, Lin Zimo felt a little heavy.It is said to change the pattern of the Northland, but it seems that there is a long way to go, and the situation at the border is already so complicated. What does it look like to go deep into the hinterland of the North?He dare not imagine.

Zhu Rui patted him on the shoulder: "Don't worry, you are not alone, as long as you figure out a way, I will stand in front of you." Lin Zimo was moved, and his hands crossed with Zhu Rui's, holding each other tightly, It seems to be a whole.

In any case, the overall results of the mutual market between the two sides are good.They all got what they wanted, which greatly eased the crisis caused by the heavy snow disaster in winter and spring.

In April, a large number of experienced farmers from the mainland arrived.When the old farmers came, they had to go to the field to investigate. In his previous life, Lin Zimo knew that many places in the Northland were fertile and could even produce world-renowned rice.

Finally decided, Zhu Rui and Lin Zimo took the group of people around to have a look.

In the endless grassland, a layer of green shoots have sprouted on the bare land.The wind in early spring is still a bit cold, but the air is surprisingly good.Lin Zimo looked carefully. Although there were young shoots everywhere, the shepherds only knew how to graze and didn't know how to maintain a piece of land in many places, and the land had been exposed. If these places are not improved, they will turn into yellow sand.

From time to time on the road, herdsmen came up to say hello, and they also knew that this group of people was working hard for them.The Northland is vast and sparsely populated, and it took several days to go to one place.

In the evening, Lin Zimo, Zhu Rui, and Master Wang sat in the tent that had been set up, and sat on the wool felt and talked: "It won't work like this. When we come over, the day lily will be gone." Master Wang also said: "No way, let's divide it into several groups, and let people take a group of troops each, and transfer the assigned place."

Lin Zimo only knew the general direction of the place. At that time, not only rice, but also corn and wheat could be grown in the Northland, and the yield was not bad.But he couldn't say it clearly, he could only say: "Let people from all walks of life bring seeds and plant them in suitable places, and then send people back to report back." There is no need to produce a lot in the first year, as long as you know what can be planted in that place , with experience, next year will be able to work hard.

I also pulled it a little bit by myself, and patted the wool felt under my hand: "I ignored this thing. In fact, it was very good when it was shipped to the Central Plains. It was spread on the bed, moisture-proof, soft, and warm." It's just yellow and white, a little sheepish. Ordinary aristocrats don't like the smell of smell. Businessmen focus on high-end products. No one pays attention to it. It's just used by herdsmen to build tents.

Master Wang said: "Is there a way to get rid of the smell of sheep?" Lin Zimo shook his head: "It's impossible to get rid of it completely, but it can be better than it is now, without equipment, nothing can be done.

Nodding, Mr. Wang said: "As long as that's the case, it's good. People who are too rich don't like it, but ordinary rich households and ordinary people can still use it." Zhu Rui tapped his fingers: "As long as the lives of the common people settle down, then , The next step is to designate a fixed place, so that the people of the Northland can also have a fixed place to live, and when they are completely settled down, the world will be much more peaceful."

Master Wang also sighed with emotion: "Yes, as long as you settle down, a few people will not be able to do anything, and the people's lives will be stable. Who wants to fight?"

Lin Zimo said: "Now call all the tribes to explain that the grassland can't be so busy, we must reserve a piece of land for full-time planting grass and seeding. Elsewhere, after the cattle and sheep are released every year, the grass seeds must be scattered again." Master Wang was puzzled: "Why? Huh?" Lin Zimo said: "After being ruined by animals, that piece of land can't recover for a few years, and when it recovers, people go to graze again, and after doing this several times, it will be abandoned and become a land where not a single grass can grow." This is the aftermath The experience gained by people with the lessons of blood is really like a desert. It is hard to say how difficult it is to manage it, and it takes several generations of people to work hard.