The next morning, good news arrived.
The "conscience" of Xu Shi's government discovered that Xu Shi had raised enough "charitable funds", so Tian Shaoqiong, the prefect of Qingzhou, personally led 500 soldiers to fill the embankment at the Yellow River port for disaster relief.
Disaster relief is a good thing, and the weakening of Qingzhou's defensive power is even better.
According to the plan, just after dawn, Ziyun and Lu Jingxiang disguised themselves as merchants, went to the market to purchase grain and rice, recruited day laborers, and went to the suburbs of the city to give porridge and do charity.
Nangong Yue bought red cloth, cut it into a flag, and wrote the four characters "do good and accumulate virtue" squarely and beautifully.
Then, Song Che rented a carriage and began to visit Huang, Xu, and Kong's families to plan the route for tonight's attack.
The front door of a large family's house is strong, but the back door is fragile, and the granary and kitchen are basically located in the backyard, so it is perfect to use the back door to grab grain.
The Huang family and the Xu family combined were not as big as the Kong family. Song Che drove a carriage around the perimeter of the courtyard wall and could not complete the circle after walking for two quarters of an hour.
"Boss, with your financial resources, how do you compare to the Kong family?" Nangong Yue, who was driving the car, asked curiously,
"It's really hard to say."
Song Che said: "I am a businessman, and every business has risks of profit and loss, and the Kong family is a landlord. The land and real estate are almost a profit-making business that will never lose money. In terms of real money and silver, I must have more, but in calculation When it comes to family property, it’s hard to say.”
Although Song Che has made a lot of money for the Shen family in recent years, there is still a certain gap between him and those big landowners and chaebols in Jiangnan.
The current assets of the Shen family, converted into silver coins, amount to about three million yuan, while the Yang family, the richest man in the south of the Yangtze River in the past, conservatively estimated it to be in the tens of millions.
In modern times, the output of gold and silver is actually not high, and it often cannot be exchanged for so much cash. Therefore, the rich will cash out by purchasing real estate and real estate.
Purchasing real estate is relatively easy, but real estate depends on connections.
Many rich people will spend money to buy official positions in order to get rid of their "businessman" hat. The most common one is "membership".
For example, this official, Confucius, is said to be an official, but has no real power; he is not said to be an official, but he still receives a salary from the court.
Of course, the salary of a foreign minister is only twenty or thirty taels a year, which is far less than the income of the family. People who buy an official want a title and credentials to join the official class.
finally,
A dilapidated small door embedded in the courtyard wall came into view.
Outside the small door stood two baskets containing scraps and two wooden barrels for pouring water and night clearing. The stench could be smelled from a distance.
It turned out to be a garbage dump.
This kind of small door can be kicked open with one kick.
"The breakthrough point for the Kong family is right here." Song Che pointed at the small door and said.
Nangong Yue nodded, looked around, and remembered the location in her mind.
It really stinks.
Nangong Yue worked hard, but when she passed the door again, she found two oily little beggars squatting on the side of the basket——
The eldest is the elder sister and the younger is the younger brother. They are both no more than ten years old. They are holding a porcelain bowl in their hands. They are wearing straw sandals in the cold weather. The big coats they picked up are shabby and old, so they wrap themselves in them and hug each other to keep warm.
Two pairs of big round eyes were the only clean thing on his body. The carriage passed by them. The younger brother buried his head in his sister's arms in fear. The older sister stared straight at Song Che and Nangong Yue, with fear in her eyes. A little stubborn.
People with a glass heart really can't stand this scene.
"Boss..." Nangong Yue longed for Song Che.
What can be done?
Such human sufferings abound outside the city. If you give them money, they will be robbed, and if you take them with you, you have to support them.
Song Che fell into deep thought.
"Uh-"
The little door suddenly opened.
A commoner servant was carrying a basin of leftovers and was about to pour it into the bucket. He saw a carriage parked at the door and muttered: "What are you doing? Why are you parked next to the dung bucket? You don't mind the smell." ?”
Looking at the remains of the soup in the servant's hands, and then looking at the empty bowls in the hands of the two children, it turns out...
The servant followed the gazes of Song Che and Nangong Yue, walked around to the basket, and saw the two children. Instead of pity, he cursed:
"It's you two little bastards again, aren't you clean yet? Get out of here!"
The elder sister looked at the leftovers in the servant's hands, swallowed, stood up suddenly, reached out to grab a handful of leftovers, and pulled her brother to run away.
The servant threw away the wooden basin, grabbed his brother first, and started to beat him.
"stop!"
Nangong Yue scolded, "Is your heart made of stone? They have become like this, how can you still do it?"
But the servant said: "There are so many poor people in the world, can you care about them?"
Do you care?
"I can't take care of the poor people in the world, but today I saw them, so I have to take care of them!"
Nangong Yue jumped out of the carriage, grabbed the servant's wrist, and then broke it hard, making it squeal in pain.
"Someone is coming! Someone is coming!"
"Snapped!"
Nangong Yue slapped the servant and sent him spinning in circles. He stepped on the leftover food on the ground and fell upside down into the bucket of water.
"Don't stay here for a long time, leave quickly." Song Che urged.
Nangong Yue looked at the huddled children, "Then they..."
Song Che sighed: "Bring them together."
Nangong Yue carried the children into the carriage with one child in each hand and left in a hurry.
…
The little girl is called Sun Ting and the little boy is called Sun Bao. One is ten years old and the other is eight years old. Unfortunately, their parents died of the plague while in exile.
They entered Qingzhou City through the dog hole under the city wall. The two homeless puppies rummaged through the garbage for food and ate leftovers to satisfy their hunger. However, even though they were so humble, they were still ruthlessly expelled.
They just want to survive, what's wrong with that?
"Come, eat this, this is delicious."
Nangong Yue put a piece of braised pork into each of their bowls. Xu Shi both had a miserable childhood, and her compassion was overwhelming.
Before they gorge themselves on the food, they don’t forget to say, “Thank you, auntie.”
These two children absolutely cannot be kept by their side. After they have eaten their fill, they can find a kind-hearted person to take them in. This is Song Che's inner thought.
"Where! Where!"
"They are up there, a young couple with two little beggars. I can see them clearly."
The waiter led six or seven men up to the restaurant and up to the second floor.
Two of them are acquaintances, one is the servant who fell into the bucket of water earlier, and the other is Gou San who raped the girl yesterday.
"Master Gou, it's them! They were the ones who sucked me into the bucket, and they did it outside our own backyard!"
The servant was holding his head and pointing angrily at Song Che and others sitting by the window.
"Damn, it's really a narrow road for enemies! Let's forget all the old and new grudges today!" Gou San covered his bruised cheek and shouted:
"Anyone who doesn't want to die, get out of here!"
How can you afford to offend the Kong family? The diners dropped their chopsticks and fled the restaurant.
"Uncle, aunt..." The two children were also frightened and hid behind Song Che and Nangong Yue.
Gou San and other servants rolled up their sleeves, picked up their stools, and stepped forward to fight——
"Snapped!"
A gunshot knocked off Gou San's hair crown.
