"Yeah, yeah... I understand... Boss, what did you just say?" Liu Fuhai's mind was no longer in his head, he had already flown into the sky.
Sigh... Xiao Chen sighed and went crazy again.
Clothes.
A madman is definitely mad, but he is just mad in a room by himself.
Liu Fuhai, on the other hand, is a former madman. He has a kind personality and is very easy to get along with. He can chat with anyone, unlike a madman who always ignores everyone.
It’s just that sometimes it’s normal to chat and laugh with others, but then you suddenly go crazy.
For example, when we all had dinner together that day, Tie Kunlun just said casually that it was really cold outside and the north wind was blowing!
He suddenly went crazy, dropped the dishes and chopsticks in his hands, rushed out of the door, and never came back.
After asking later, I found out that after he went out, he found a horse and went straight to Shunfeng Port!
Asked him what he was doing? The answer is to measure the wind direction.
Late one night, in the dead of night, the madman had already fallen asleep, but he suddenly rushed to the door of the house, shirtless, smashed the door with a loud bang, and shouted in a high-pitched and thin drake voice, madman, open the door quickly!
Wake up everyone.
As a result, a lunatic opened the door and came out to ask him what was going on? But he shook his head and said it's okay. I haven't thought about it yet. I'll find you again when I think about it. He turned around and left... left...
After that night, the brothers of Xiaoqiwei gave him a resounding nickname, Liu Er Madman!
Today is the winter solstice. The winter solstice is one of the twenty-four solar terms in China and an important festival. Since ancient times, there has been a saying that "the winter solstice is as big as the new year".
After the winter solstice, the days will be longer and the nights will be shorter, because the sun will gradually move from the Tropic of Cancer to the Tropic of Cancer.
In the south of the Yangtze River, the weather has begun to gradually warm up, and every household starts preparing "wax fertilizer" on this day in preparation for the upcoming spring plowing.
But in the north, the winter solstice is the beginning of the severe cold. From this day on, it officially enters the "number nine".
As the folk proverb goes, "nine times will freeze to death." Even dogs covered with thick fur can freeze to death, which shows how terrifying the severe cold is.
Xiao Chen, Liu Congshu, Ye Baiqing and others left the city separately early in the morning, taking frozen meat, white flour, butter and other supplies to visit the homes of ordinary people in the surrounding villages.
See if their houses are damaged or collapsed? Is anyone suffering from frostbite and starvation? Does your home have enough firewood, charcoal, grain, rice, oil, and salt for the winter?
Chen Jisheng had previously issued a governor's order throughout the county. The people of Yanyun County were not allowed to freeze to death or starve to death. Otherwise, all local officials from the state to the county would be dismissed and investigated!
Food has been distributed according to the number of people reported by each state, and subsidies for firewood and charcoal have also been distributed to the people, which is only a lot more.
So if another person starves to death, it will be the problem of local officials. Either they are neglecting their duties or they are corrupt!
Must be severely punished.
Chen Jisheng also ordered Liu Mofeng, who was in charge of the execution hall, to send personnel to conduct secret inspections in various places.
Once someone is found to be neglecting their duties, or withholding food and charcoal from the people for the winter, you can directly arrest the local officials in charge and send them to me without reporting them. After verification, they will be severely punished!
Xiao Chen and Duan Linger braved the cold wind and walked west for more than ten miles out of the city. From a distance, they saw a small village covered with white snow. There were probably more than a hundred households in this village, but there were only a few There is smoke coming from the house's chimney...
Xiao Chen's face instantly darkened.
In such a cold weather, people don't burn firewood to keep warm. Wouldn't that mean people would freeze to death?
When we arrived at a mud hut at the head of the village, we saw that the small courtyard made of wicker was filled with firewood.
There was a strong pointed cow lying in a makeshift cowshed, with its mouth squirming and chewing its cud. There was a tall haystack next to the cowshed, with a pitchfork stuck on it.
An old man wearing thick cotton clothes in the room came out after hearing the sound and looked at everyone with surprised faces.
"Old man, we are doing business. I passed by your house and wanted to ask for a drink of water. Isn't it convenient?" Xiao Chen said with a smile.
"It's so convenient. Who's carrying the house on their backs? Come in quickly. It's freezing outside in this extremely cold weather. It's really hard for you to do business. Are you still on the road in this weather? Tsk, tsk, tsk, there's a little girl here. Look at the cold face..." The old man was very hospitable and quickly opened the door to invite everyone into the house.
The hut was very narrow. As soon as you entered the door, there was a large heated kang. On top of the kang, a gray-haired old lady sat cross-legged, doing needlework with the little light coming in through the papered window.
"Old lady, come on, hurry up and boil some water, and get some food if you have any. They are on their way so early in the morning, they may not have eaten yet!" the old man shouted loudly.
Xiao Chen and others even said no, no, we can just keep warm. There is no need to boil water. If there is cold water, just take a sip.
"That's not possible. How can you drink cold water in this weather? You people who are away from home are not stubborn if you have a stomachache after drinking!" The old man asked the big guys to get on the kang, but he picked up an iron rod and started to pull the food on the stove. ash.
Xiao Chen touched the fire kang and it was still warm, "Old man, I see you have a lot of firewood outside. It's such a cold day, why don't you light more fires?"
"Hey, we are the only two old people in this room. We are not cold even though we are wearing thick clothes. Why are we burning so much firewood? It is a waste of firewood! Do you still think you are one of the rich men in the city?" the old man said with a smile.
"I'm used to suffering and I'm afraid of poverty." The old lady brought a large earthen jar filled with water, put it on the stove, and started chatting, "I'm afraid that these good days will pass in the blink of an eye, and there will be no one again. No food, no water, no shelter.”
Even everyone couldn't understand what the old lady said. Duan Linger asked curiously, "Old man, is this a good life that you live?"
}Eaaah! We have cotton-padded clothes to wear, a warm house to live in, and we have enough food to eat at home. The uncle in the county even gave us a farm cow, so we can plant crops as soon as next spring! Isn’t this a good day? It was something we never dreamed of in the past! "The old lady smiled.
"Sigh... My old man has lived for decades, but he has never seen anything like this. The government has always only asked people for money and food, and they have never given it back to us ordinary people! This is It’s all thanks to our Mr. Xiao Chenxiao, if it weren’t for him, I don’t know how many people would have died this winter!”
"This is God's foresight. He sent Mr. Xiao to our Yanyun County. People say that Mr. Xiao is some kind of Wenquxingwuquxinghuoxingdexingjun who descended to earth. It's all nonsense! Isn't our Mr. Xiao a saint?" the old man said. .
"Oh, what you said, old man, I...I think that Xiao Chen can't afford it!" Xiao Chen almost let it slip.
What is a saint?
That is an eternal and perfect person with noble moral character, extraordinary wisdom, perfection, beauty, and benevolence!
Throughout the ages, for five thousand years, there is only one known as Master Confucius.
Not to mention little gods like Wenwu Quxing and Huodexingjun, not even the Three Pure Ones and Four Imperial Governors, the Western Heaven Buddha, and the Jade Emperor put together can't compare to him!
The status is so lofty.
So Xiao Chen feels that there is still a certain gap between him and Old Master Kong...
