The Days of Opening a Restaurant on an Abnormal Earth

"What is the bourgeoisie?"

After Li San was pulled down by the old man and sat down, he began to listen to Niu Ben's lecture. But he couldn't understand the first sentence Niu Ben said. For Li San, capitalism is a new word that he has never heard before.

In fact, it's not just that he hasn't heard of it. In the past two days, many people like Li San and Qin Wu have deliberately committed crimes. He wanted to come to the prison to rescue Niu Ben out.

However, the storytellers outside told half of the story, and they didn't say how long Niu Ben was sentenced. So the vast majority of passionate knights actually didn't know that Niu Ben was only sentenced to fifteen days.

Get rid of their brains, since Ouyang Mo has been offended, how can Ouyang Mo not be sentenced to ten or eight years?

But after they came here, they discovered that Niu Ben showed no sign of rushing out at all. Instead, taking advantage of the increasing number of people, he actually started giving lectures.

That is, those weird classes that the deputy cell chief said. There are many nouns in which the world of Sedum has never been born.

For example, the capitalist class.

This is a term that many people have never heard of.

And Niu Ben also heard Li San's confusion, he turned his head and explained: "The so-called bourgeoisie, if we can briefly summarize it in a way that everyone can understand, it can be simply and crudely classified as: bosses and The big landowners of the country."

"But if you take it apart carefully, the so-called bourgeoisie are those who have mastered a large number of means of production and production tools."

What Niu Ben said was even more confusing. As a thief, Li San scratched his head and asked, "Young man Niu, can you explain clearly? Although I know what you said, but the words How come I don’t know what it means to connect together?”

This is not only the confusion of Li San, but also the confusion of some prisoners who have recently entered the prison. Qin Wuye, who had listened to lectures here for a few days, laughed and explained instead of Niu Ben: "Li San'er, for example, you are a tenant farming. Do you want to rent the land from the landlord's house to plant?"

Li San nodded: "Yes."

"Then this field is the landlord's means of production. If you want to plow the land, do you need cattle? But you are a tenant who can't afford cattle, so you have to go to the landlord's house to borrow cattle? The cattle are the tools of production."

Li San thought for a while, and it seemed that this was the truth, he murmured: "Then what am I?"

"You count as productivity." Niu Ben took over the words: "The means of production, production tools and productivity are the three most important elements that build the world's production."

"What do you say is the most important thing in this world?" Niu Ben asked, scanning the crowd.

Someone said: "Of course it's martial arts! Practicing martial arts is the most important thing! After practicing martial arts, you can become a hero! You can be a hero and fight for justice, and you can also embrace beautiful women."

Some people also said: "What's so good about being a hero, I think it's better to be a big boss. You see Wansan, the richest man in Jianfeng, has no power to restrain a chicken, but his wealth is magical. Many martial arts heroes are him. subordinate?!"

There are different opinions, everyone has their own ideas.

When the discussion was at its most intense, Niu Ben spoke. As soon as he opened his mouth, he used exercises like a lion's roar. The voice is like Huang Zhong Dalu, knocking on everyone's heart.

"I personally think that what you said is too one-sided. The most important thing in this world is actually production." Niu Ben said: "It's like if there are no farmers to grow wheat, your martial arts heroes will starve to death."

"If there is no Weaver Girl spinning yarn and weaving cloth, even if you are worth ten thousand gold, you will still feel cold all over your body."

"Production is the most important thing in this world. If there is no production, then people will have nothing to eat and no clothes to wear."

Niu Ben's words are very simple, even those who have not studied can understand the meaning of Niu Ben's words. Everyone present nodded in agreement.

Niu Ben changed the subject: "But everyone, have you ever considered a question?"

"What's the problem?" asked the unremarkable old man who pulled Li San just now.

Li San noticed that the old man was very serious when he listened to Niu Ben's talk, and his eyes were full of thoughts. And once Niu Ben asked a question, he couldn't wait to ask.

Niu Ben did not answer the old man's question directly, but recited a famous Chinese saying in a low voice: "Sow a grain of millet in spring, and harvest ten thousand seeds in autumn. There is no idle land in the world, and the farmer still starves to death."

"When I entered the city yesterday, I came back full of tears. Those who are covered in silk are not silkworm farmers."

These two poems are quatrains handed down from ancient times in China, even in the past hundreds of thousands of years, and even in different worlds.

The two poems don't contain any outrageous words and sentences, and the simple and straightforward words are simple and clear.

Even people like Li San who haven't studied for a few days can understand it, and he couldn't help clapping his hands and said: "Mr. Niu is a genius! A genius! These two poems are so right."

"I, Li San, have been traveling all over the world for many years. The world is really the same as what you said in your poem. The year before last, I passed by Qingguo and saw a farm."

"The land of the big landlord stretches across the land, and the tenants alone have more than 600 households, which is more impressive than the thousand households sealed by the imperial court. One mu of land can produce more than 200 catties of grain a year. As a result, the tenants have to pay the landlords alternately. The imperial court takes two out of ten in grain tax."

"Then the landlord has to take away 50% of the land rent. If the tenant borrows the landlord's cattle and tools, the rent will be even higher. One mu of land can get more than 50 catties of grain in one year."

"If a family of five tenant farmers does not borrow cattle from the landlord, they can cultivate at most 20 mu of land a year. If you do the math, you can only get a thousand catties of grain a year. If there are three strong laborers in the family, then The women in the family are going to starve."

What Li San said was also very simple. In the feudal society of sedum, everyone does not have many opportunities to eat non-staple food with high oil and sugar.

Even cooking with less oil and less salt is not because of the promotion of healthy living. It's because oil and salt are expensive.

It seems that more than 1,000 catties of grain a year is a lot. But if there are strong laborers in the family to work in the fields, it is impossible for one person to live without a catty of grain a day.

The digestion of pure carbohydrates is very fast, and it may only take two or three hours to feel very hungry under heavy physical labor.

Therefore, in order to maintain food for the strong laborers in this kind of peasant household, the women in the general family have to save food, or even go hungry.

It's not because of patriarchy and feminism, but a very simple philosophy of life.

A man needs to eat enough to work in the fields, otherwise he will have no energy to work. Men have no strength to work, and the harvest in the fields is less.

With less harvest, there is less to eat in the coming year.

Therefore, the elderly and women in the family basically have to go hungry. The few grains should be given priority to the strong laboring men.

After all, a strong laborer works hard, he eats dry food, and the elderly and women in the family can still drink water.

If the strong laborers can't eat enough to do their work, the elderly and women in the family can't even eat this thin food.

"Actually, the farm in the Kingdom of Qing is the best farm I have ever visited. The landlord only takes 50% of it, and it will be 50% after the imperial court collects taxes. At least the tenants still have something to eat, during the holidays. Gritting your teeth can still fill you up and even eat some meat."

"I've seen some places where the landlords are so bad that they have sores on their heads and pus on their feet. They have to pay 70% of the land rent! The tenants are forced to work hard for a bite of food. If the harvest is a little bit worse, they have to sell it. girl!"

When Li San said this, he couldn't help being angry, and he slapped the ground hard, knocking out a big hole in the floor.

Niu Ben nodded when he heard the words: "I don't think this is an exception."

Everyone chattered: "Of course it's not an exception. The landlords outside are very bad now. You plow the fields for him and use his farm tools. The farm tools are old, and you have to pay him back if you use them up. It's still new!"

"Also, I heard that there are silkworm farmers in Changzhou who distribute the silkworm seeds to the silkworm farmers. If the silkworm farmers cannot pay the required silk when the silk is harvested, then the silkworm farmers must make up the difference in the price of the silk. Woolen cloth!"

Everyone is telling what they have heard or experienced.

But Niu Ben asked the most critical core question: "Everyone, have you ever thought about why all of this happened?"