"Ah, it's still Chinese New Year. Isn't it almost March of the sixth year of Yuanfeng? Winter is almost over. Although the weather this year is a bit strange, it's almost spring." Han Xin looked around, looking unbelievable Expression, still celebrate the New Year?
"What nonsense are you talking about? It's clearly the 37th day of the 14th month of the fifth year of Yuanfeng..." Chen Xi said with a dark face, "If you don't believe me, just grab any common people and they will definitely tell you that there is no Chinese New Year. A batch of low-priced meat will be distributed.”
Han Xin was silent, okay, just with this one move, the people will definitely admit that it is fourteenth month of the fifth year of Yuanfeng, not March of the sixth year of Yuanfeng. You are really amazing for being able to bribe the people of the Central Plains. Chen Xi doesn't know Han Xin's thoughts, but even if he knew it, Chen Xi would tell Han Xin, yes, it is so amazing.
"I remember that during my previous tour to the East, I sold a batch of low-priced meat." Bai Qi recalled what happened in Jiaozhou. It was almost the Chinese New Year at that time, and according to the situation last year, Chen Xi was very Naturally, we put in a batch of low-priced meat as we did last year.
"Can't we sell it again during the Chinese New Year?" Chen Xi replied forcefully, determined not to admit defeat. This year only has fourteen months, so the days are a bit long, but that's acceptable.
"The last time I sold about 100 million catties, I guess." Bai Qi did the math and looked at Chen Xi with a somewhat questioning tone, "If I remember correctly, it was indeed that much."
"Well, it's almost 100 million catties, and there are some other by-products, but they're not important." Chen Xi nodded and said, there are still enough livestock in Northern Xinjiang, and 100 million catties is just that. It sounds quite good. What's scary is that on average, one person only weighs two kilograms.
"And you are planning to send so many more." Han Xin said in surprise.
"First of all, it's not distribution, it's selling." Chen Xi looked at Han Xin and said seriously.
"Aren't there families who can't afford it?" Han Xin asked with a smile.
"Isn't it possible to deduct taxes in advance if you have a household registration?" Chen Xi said nonchalantly. Li You's household registration is really carefully compiled, and he can basically find people one by one.
In fact, tax deduction in advance is a way of saying that there are actually many people who really can't afford it, but the meat itself is obtained based on the household registration. If you have money, you can buy it at a low price. If you don't have money, you can also get it. Anyway, you are a living person. , if you can work, you won’t be unable to make a living.
Unless you really encounter that kind of green-skinned gangster, who is lazy and has a bad heart, but this is a feudal monarchy, and you can completely ignore human rights if necessary. If you really encounter it, then it will be easier to deal with, coal mine, The mines are in great need of people like this.
There are ways to deal with such people, so Chen Xi really doesn't worry about those people eating his own food and not being able to make any money next year.
How is it possible that he, Chen Xi, can't find a place to arrange for selling his labor force? It's really not possible. Chen Xi will not lose money by contributing his efforts to reclaim wasteland for the country, so he is not worried at all.
On the contrary, people who want to contribute to make money, or even people who have contributed, cannot get the salary to support themselves, then the country may really have problems, and Chen Xi has a good idea at least, and he will definitely let the people who work can Feed yourself and live better than before.
If you have to make it so that all your hard work and efforts are useless, isn't that forcing people to rebel? Therefore, Chen Xi's attitude is very clear. The people cannot afford to lose or compensate, and individuals cannot sustain it. Therefore, the country comes first and individuals follow. The country bears the same risks, so don't talk about competing for benefits with the people.
Who doesn’t have a scale in his heart, who doesn’t understand what’s right or wrong, what’s fair, even if he touches his conscience, he actually knows it.
For Chen Xi, he could bear the possible losses and knew the benefits of doing so, so he did it. It was as simple as that.
"In this aspect, you are still the best." Han Xin said with a thumbs up. Chen Xi shrugged indifferently. Even if you didn't say anything about it, Chen Xi would admit it.
"Wait a little longer. Everyone will have a share when the great court meets." Chen Xi tried to appease Han Xin. Yuan Shu had already said that he would not kill those two things, but would raise them first and then kill them and eat them during the Chinese New Year. Meat.
"Okay, if I can't convince you, there's nothing I can do." Han Xin crossed his arms with a dull look on his face.
"At this time, Marquis Huaiyin looks a bit like a general." Chen Xi said with a smile. Han Xin couldn't stand it in an instant, and instantly returned to his previous careless situation.
"Then I won't disturb you two anymore. I have nothing to do. I'll go and inform the others first." Chen Xi stood up and bowed to Han Xin and Bai Qi. They both nodded and didn't bother to send Chen Xi off. After all, Chen Xi said, what does it mean to have nothing to do? This is the time when the courtiers are on official business.
When Chen Xi came out of Wuyang Palace, he saw Sun Shangxiang. Compared with the incredibly active Sun Shangxiang when he first met him, he was obviously much more educated and sensible this time.
"I've met Marquis Chen." Sun Shangxiang looked at Chen Xi and bowed slightly. Chen Xi nodded slightly, indicating to Sun Shangxiang to continue playing in Weiyang Palace, and then followed the guards out.
"There is a military assessment tonight, do you want Tongtong to go?" Si Niang rushed over from behind, hugged Liu Tong, and asked with a smile.
"Go and see, Marquis Huaiyin versus General Guan, or Lord Wu'an versus General Guan." Liu Tong felt the soft cushion behind him, looked down at the uppers of his shoes, and asked with some resentment.
"Marquis Huaiyin versus General Guan." Si Niang jumped and said, and Liu Tong felt that he was even more resentful.
"Where will the duel take place tonight?" Liu Tong asked curiously.
"It is said that there were a lot of people participating, so the place was decided at the Wanxiang Shrine. The Political Yuan has already applied, and Taichang has approved the application to temporarily borrow the Wanxiang Shrine." Si Niang replied with a smile, " Although I can’t quite understand it, I’m still very interested in watching it.”
This trial is very urgent. It can be said that it was finalized the day before and started recruiting people the next day. Posts will be posted at noon and people will start in the evening, so the time is actually very tight. Of course, this refers to the aristocratic families who are watching. In terms of.
In their mind, this kind of trial would not be made public to them, but unexpectedly, they received the invitation at noon.
For Chen Xi, so many years have passed. All the major families know that there are gods in Chang'an, and they are military gods, but they are basically chasing the wind and shadows. There is no way to determine where the gods are. Now the world is stable, and there is no peace in the Central Plains. If there are any problems, even Liu Xie has settled them, then you can show your face and let them feel it.
"What do you mean you don't recommend me to go?" Sima Jun looked at the invitation. It was not recommended for people over sixty years old to participate. It said that it could easily lead to cardiac arrest, etc. Sima Jun ignored it. With my physical fitness, I can Live to be a hundred years old!
"Zichuan is talking nonsense again." Chen Ji pretended that he didn't see the sentence that it was not recommended for people over sixty years old to participate. If you don't go to see this kind of military god battle, wouldn't your life be in vain?
In fact, the heads of the aristocratic families currently staying in the Central Plains are either in their early twenties or in their sixties. Those in the middle have been used to develop outside, so it is not recommended for people over sixty to participate. It's equivalent to killing half of the aristocratic families.
"Change your age, change your age. I have reversed development recently. Give me a face. This year my grandfather is fifty-nine." The old man of the Deng family commanded Deng Zhen. They had recently developed a new technology, although they did not know this technology. What's the use, but it's good for pinching your face.
Just like that, a group of guys who were almost buried up to their necks in loess completely ignored Chen Xi's words that people over sixty years old were not recommended to participate in this.
This group of people all think that they have been on the battlefield and have seen blood, all kinds of blood, shock, and shock. I have walked on more bridges than you have walked on, so there is nothing to be afraid of.
So when Chen Xi came in the evening, he saw a group of elderly people drinking tea and eating snacks at the Vientiane Shrine, just like they were waiting for the stage to be set up, waiting for the show to start.
"I've written it. Didn't I write that people over sixty years old are not allowed to attend?" Chen Xi thought that he had entered by mistake at first. He walked in, then exited, opened his invitation and looked at it with a look on his face. He asked strangely about the gatekeeper order.
The gatekeeper sighed. The Wanxiang Shrine itself is a semi-open palace. These people themselves are officials. Although they have retreated to the second line and no longer have formal responsibilities, they are indeed officials, so these people here It is possible to enter.
With a group of old men coming together, the gatekeepers had no reason to block them. They were just not allowed to enter the dreamland, not the Vientiane Palace. Under this situation, the gatekeeper was helpless. He was really qualified to stop these old men.
"Oh, it's none of your business. It's okay. They can't enter the dreamland." Chen Xi went in first, then clapped his hands, attracting the attention of all the old men. Although a group of old men had already gone to Kushan, there was actually a group of them in Chang'an. Old man, Chen Xi is also convinced.
"Everyone, the pressure of entering a dream is very great, which will make you obviously tired. You are also old. It's really not that I don't want to take you in, but I am really worried that something will happen." Chen Xi sighed and said.
There were murmurs below. Chen Xi's credibility was trustworthy, and since he had already sent a greeting, it was impossible not to let them see it.
"I remember it can be passed externally," Xun Shuang asked.
"In that way, for several months in the dream, the images of the outside world will also last for several months." Chen Xi looked at Xun Shuang and explained, "And things like the outside world also put pressure on the external personnel."
Before these words were finished, Xun Yun and Xun Ji, who were working as handymen in the Political Yuan, already wanted to run away. They already understood what their old man meant. To put it bluntly, weren't they used as external devices? Please be human, but don't run away.
"Okay." Chen Xi looked at the tool men caught by Xun Shuang and the tool men from the Sima family, and fell into deep thought.
