This is also something that all politicians knew about in the late Ming Dynasty, and laid-off workers couldn't be provoked. Δㄟ．

A postman, after being laid off, shouted with all his might, Kyushu is cracked, what a sadness this is.

Just as every time science and technology advances, the eliminated workers will eventually cause chaos, if only in terms of efficiency, just like the sheep cannibalism incident in Britain in the same era, a large number of landless displaced people either go into the factory to work to death, or grit their teeth and take a boat to the new big 6, that is not a joke.

Since they plan to recover the world, then the first priority is to find jobs for these people, at least to be able to support them, even if in the end, to raise the people with welfare, then they must have something to do every day, even if it is every day, a group of people go to a vacant land, dig a pit and receive benefits, and fill the pit for me the next day and get it again, it is better than feeding them for nothing.

Of course, today is only an exercise march, and no army of this era can confront them head-on until the forces are opened, and the only way is to disperse, hide, and fight guerrilla warfare so that the ships of the Presbyterians will lose one or the other, and the air will be consumed by themselves, just like the American army in the early 21st century somewhere.

Of course, the problem is that when it comes to the ancestor of guerrilla warfare on earth, it seems that Li Xiangqian was born in the army, and he happened to be a petty officer from a field army...... So, even guerrilla warfare, it seems, is nothing.

Orders and prohibitions were enforced, the front was stabilized, and a year and a half of peace-building were won for the Presbyterian Church, when then naturally everything would be calm.

After the march of the army, in one of the earthen enclosures, several young men in short coats came to the outside of the earthen enclosure, some were still looking behind them, and some shouted to the top: "Put down the basket quickly, we are back." ”

In this era, brick burning is also a technical job, a skilled brick burner, earning no less than the white-collar workers of later generations, and it can be regarded as a high-income class, and this earth fence, that is, the wall within a radius of several miles, is naturally just built in recent years, in case of thieves and poor and crazy officials and soldiers, it is naturally anxious to start repairing directly, naturally there are many problems, but this emergency moment, it is still barely available.

This is a place, in the North China Plain can be seen everywhere "Guantun", the so-called Guantun, is the Ming Dynasty in order to "enrich the border", a large number of immigrants from other places came here in the form of military organizations to reclaim Guantian, so that there are many surnames of "Guantun" place names.

The name of the village called "official" is the military governor of the military tun, because this kind of military position is hereditary, so the settlement is named with the surname of the chief, and later became the name of the village, and this official tun is naturally called Xu Guantun, naturally because the village chief is surnamed Xu.

Of course, they are only village heads, not landlords, that is, because of their semi-official status, so they have some prestige to speak, besides, this kind of village is all villagers in the township, and they are relatives of nine bends and eighteen bends, so in the face of recent months, first Li Zicheng's tens of thousands of troops transited, and then tens of thousands of people in the melee, there are really a lot of deserters passing by, and then there are even big iron houses in the sky, anyway, all kinds of things, that Xu Fuzi has no way to deal with it, he can only recite Amitabha Buddha there, fortunately, they are all safe and sound later, He even got a sum of money to help collect the corpses, and took the opportunity to get some iron tools, which was convenient for the autumn harvest to be converted into a rake.

A few young people who went out to investigate the situation came to the outside of Xu Fuzi's house, which was actually a small earthen walled courtyard, and before they went in, someone shouted, "Xu Fuzi, go, go, the soldiers in the past are gone." ”

"Can you see clearly? Don't kill ...... anymore Kill back the carbine. "The one who spoke was a small businessman who often went to the county to sell eggs and non-staple food, of course, that is, occasionally, but he often went to the county seat, so such as the legend of the Ming Dynasty heroes, the three heroes and five righteousness, and other commentaries have always been heard, and when I returned to the village, I also used these as talking points to hide from these villagers, and the word horse gun was naturally heard by the storyteller countless times, and it was naturally familiar.

"I didn't return to the horse gun, and it took half an hour for people to finish so many soldiers, and there are firearms, if you really want to have bad intentions towards our officials, you will go down if you want to do it, you don't have to wait until now, tell everyone, let's rest, leave a few people on duty at night, and you can sleep well." Xu Fuzi actually went to private school for a few days, not even a child, so he went back to the village, but he was still a little level, he pointed to the box on the ground, and said: "This is also the blessing of our masters, the new court is really benevolent and righteous, and it has not yet collected taxes, so I will give this...... Sugar. ”

Of course, there is sugar in this era, but this is not something that everyone can afford, the farmers work hard for a year, and they have to pay taxes on the grain, and the excess grain naturally wants to be saved, otherwise, who will not know the manufacturing technology of maltose, it is necessary to eat food, so in this era, basically the lower class still maintains a miserable level of two meals a day.

The sugar that Xu Fuzi refers to is naturally on the ground, the gray cardboard box, the hard kraft cardboard box, and a picture is intimately pasted on it, which means how to tear open the packaging of the candy, eat only the sugar inside, and throw away the package.

Here are the older villagers with a little prestige, of course, in fact, it is a group of farmers, thinking about things is naturally very simple, "Thank God, there is finally a peaceful day, Master, this sugar everyone will share it, the Dragon Boat Festival was not good a few days ago, and after a few days to get food, you have to count on everyone to summon more strength." ”

"You know what?"

The master was fixed, looking at the box, he had never seen such a thing, of course, the treasure that came out of the capital was naturally extraordinary, "Nothing to be courteous, nothing to be courteous, can't you see, this is to collect our Tianfu." ”

"We croppers, planting land and receiving grain, it is justified, it is him Li ...... Chuang Wang, after entering Beijing and becoming the emperor, he said that it didn't matter, he still had to collect it, and there was no way to save it, but the world was finally peaceful, and there was a good life. ”

"Then this sugar, tell me, when did you get a little benefit from the imperial court?"

Everyone looked at each other, this is also the truth, the government, naturally it is not trustworthy.

"Keep it, look at it, in the future, if the government turns its face and says that these candies are to be counted as money, let's say that the countrymen are not blessed, so they haven't eaten it."