Before the spring breeze was like a cut, Shangqiu City had a new scenery.

Shi took a few ink men, sweating and pushing a few wheelbarrows, taking turns running from the east gate to the west gate, and from the south gate to the north gate.

Carrying two large baskets of grain, it was obviously extremely heavy.

Even those who endure hardship all year round are difficult to carry on their shoulders for such a long time.

The creaking of the wheelbarrow attracted the attention of many people, and many people watched and played after them.

Shi stopped in a crowded place, wiped his sweat, and someone shouted: "Shi, what kind of beneficial things have you ink makers made?" ”

In these two months, Shi Zhi rose to fame, from the son of a shoemaker who no one knew to the majority of the 30,000 households in Shangqiu.

30,000 households, in the era of suitable living, that is, a larger township level, maybe a town mayor has more people than a national capital at this time, and it is much easier to become famous in the national capital.

These days these people have been listening to things like that for the benefit of people all day long, and even if they don't understand what they mean, they have already spoken it perfectly.

Shi put the wheelbarrow away, stood on the two baskets of corn, and said loudly: "This is called the ink cart." Why is it called an ink car? One is made by the inker, and the other is ...... What color is ink? It's the color of those of us who endure hardship, and we don't have the white and tender faces of those nobles. This thing doesn't use a horse, isn't it the car that we black people use? ”

His means of fanning the flames and taking the opportunity to indoctrinate were unmatched at this time, and an invisible wooden wedge was inserted into the hearts of everyone in a few words.

It's just that this kind of thing can't be seen for the time being, and everyone is still busy praising these "ink cars", so they ask: "Are you tired?" ”

Shi stretched out his arm, which was not too strong compared to those strong men, and said, "Look at my arm, this can be pushed." Or let's compare? Who has the most strength? I'll push the cart, you pick, and walk from the south gate to the north gate. See who gets the more? ”

A few strong men were already ready to move, and a few wanted to show their means, so they shouted: "How about winning?" ”

"Win? I don't have much money, but my brother and sister-in-law's wheat flour and soy milk stall is there. Whoever is going to win, eat the cake of the month! Even if you don't win, as long as you can pick a place, you can get a piece of tofu for each person! ”

When he shouted like this, many people immediately became eager to try.

Shi asked the inkman next to him to put down the grain he pulled first, found a few sacks that the village community helped to weave, and put the grain in.

Zao Qi Sui whispered on the side: "Can you do it?" ”

Shi shook his shoulders and whispered, "Not really." I couldn't hold it anymore. But it has to be compared. ”

He rubbed his shoulders and called a few people in the market to testify, and put the made leather rope around his neck, so that he could save some of the strength of the arm that lifted the wheelbarrow and could run farther.

Seven or eight stick boys carried a sack full of grain on their backs, grabbed the bottom of the sack with both hands, bent down slightly to let the sack get stuck on their backs, and walked forward with a shout.

Followed by a bunch of children shouting and cheering there, I saw that those people were carrying about one hundred and sixty or seventy pounds, and I knew that these people might not be able to walk seven or eight miles, and I was not in a hurry, so I rested there for a while.

After chatting with everyone for a while, his sore arms also rested, and he asked someone to carry about 200 catties of grain, and walked forward with a shout and push.

He walked very slowly, but fortunately the ground was very flat, and he staggered forward.

When he caught up with someone, he deliberately took a few extra steps forward, standing down and laughing at the people behind him.

The person carrying the food was already very tired, and there was no light burden on the long journey, but at this time, he was stimulated, and his feet suddenly accelerated, and he wanted to scold and mock him back, but he was pressed against his lungs and couldn't breathe.

Seeing that this person quickened his pace, he was secretly happy in his heart, knowing that this person's strength would dissipate in a moment, and the rhythm would be disrupted, and it would be impossible to catch up.

He pushed the cart up again and walked forward, until he was the fastest man, and he repeated his trick, but the man did not listen, but walked with his head bored.

There were already a lot of people behind him, and he was too tired to do it, so he rested for a while.

Someone shouted, "Suitable, hurry, you're going to lose." ”

Shi Hui said: "It's me who loses, but it's not this ink car." How many of them are as strong as an ox? If he pushes this cart and compares it with himself, which one do you say will win? ”

Everyone thought that this was the case, and a few people asked who could do this ink car? Would you like to sell?

Shi Ye didn't answer at first, but pushed the cart forward, and when it finally approached the city gate, the soldiers guarding the gate were shouting and cheering.

Shi knew that the other party had reached the limit, and he could actually hold on, but he deliberately slowed down. After the other party snorted and resisted the food, Shicai pretended to be annoyed and pushed the cart over.

The people who watched the excitement shouted one after another, and said with a distressed face: "My brother and sister-in-law have been given up a lot of wheat by me again." Hey, who told us that the ink man is hard to chase after him? ”

As he was talking, the group of ink artists behind him also pushed the wheelbarrow over, handed Shi a large jar of salted water, and took the opportunity to preach about drinking some boiling water and adding salt after a wave of summer work.

Many businessmen or city farmers asked where to buy this ink cart, and they were using it. If you use a carriage, it is too expensive, let alone two horses; If you pick it up by your shoulders, it really can't compare to this ink car. That strong man is also a famous figure in Shangqiu City, not to mention the rest of the people.

Shi pointed to these wheelbarrows put together: "There are thirty-six cars here. There are nine in the east, west, north and south, and near the city, which are used to benefit people. ”

"The ink man said, "If you benefit from each other, you will benefit and save a lot of effort, and you can also love others." Naturally, there were widows and lonely people in the city, so they chose those who had fought in battle, who had been wounded, and who had no children and family members, to guard these ink carts. When you come to use it, grab a handful of corn, or half a handful, or just a stick of firewood. In the end, these lonely people have something to rely on. If you don't take it, that's fine, and no one will say anything......"

Half a handful of rice, but just one bite. A piece of firewood is worth nothing, and everyone arrives: "Where can it?" Who doesn't have a love for others? It's just that I'm having a hard time. ”

He bowed and said, "Then I will thank you on behalf of all the ink masters." Do what is right, you and me. Guan Zhong once said that Cangli knows etiquette, so we will find a way to make something beneficial to people, so that everyone will be rich in the future. Do you think it's okay for the ink artist to do this? ”

In front of the city gate, everyone shouted hello, and Shi said a few more words, and asked a few disabled widowers who had fought in the war to use them to guard these ink carts and cook a hundred kinds of food.

Since the aristocracy held the right to tax and war, which could not be usurped at this time, they first usurped the rest of the government's functions, such as the modest welfare or the support of the widows and orphans.

Thirty-six cars, not worth a few dollars. Four widowers, one out of nine.

But it's unprecedented, and after all, it's still done, and it's very different.

When he said this, everyone praised him, and the name of the ink man once again resounded throughout the city.

The sore arm of the ninja, standing on the sack, waving his arm and saying something that sounded harmless, was nothing more than a trivial matter such as love, shangxian, and drinking more boiled water, but he spoke with a lotus tongue and a large audience.

In the end, he said: "This ink car, its price is not expensive." If you can afford a carriage, you may not be able to afford a horse; If you can afford to buy a horse, you may not be able to feed it. This stuff is excellent. If you want to buy it, you might as well go to the artisan club and buy it and settle down. ”

"If you can't afford it for the time being, you can pay it off in three or five years."

"Again, if anyone wants to learn these carpentry trades, they might as well ask their children to do so. If you manage a meal, the meal is not good, and you don't have any money, but you can always learn first-hand skills after studying for three or five years. ”

Apprenticeship is one of the ways of exploitation under the feudal system, unpaid labor in exchange for the master's skills, and the master uses the apprentice's labor in exchange for money, which is something dregs.

But if this apprentice is in the hands of the Mo master, in fact, even if it is a small division of labor workshop, and it is a workshop with extremely low-cost labor - under the division of labor system, in fact, you can't learn anything, and even if you become an apprentice in the future, you can only work in the Mo family's workshop, and you have nowhere to go and no other ability to settle down.

He is for the sake of those who will do anything in the future, knowing that this is a hidden exploitation that he loathes, but he still chooses to do it.

At this time, this is the time to promote progress, and this is the time, not the time.

More than 30 wheelbarrows, a month's worth of wheat cake rice, and a few pieces of tofu made Shangqiu know about the wheelbarrow in one day.

Every day, in the place where the wheelbarrow is stored, four disabled old men guard the cart.

Others see not only pity, but also the righteousness and love of the ink man.

Thirty-six wheelbarrows, the creaking sound can always turn into the righteous heart of the ink man, every day in the market of Shangqiu, so that people want to forget it.

Every time the creak sounded in front of the wheat flour shop of the suitable brother and sister-in-law, the strong man sitting inside who ate the cake for free would laugh a few times, and then talk to others about the righteousness of the ink and the love of the world.

Behind the squeak, those sweaty people are the foundation of the ink in the city.

Most of the people who ride the horse alone will not support the ink man.

People who are both on the same side and one horse will only appear on a large scale after the change of the ink maker.

People who are alone and rattling with a cart may have their own set of twin horses in the future, but they need to pursue it on their own one day.

It is also a dream to turn a squeaky unicycle into a two-wheeled one-horse car.

When one day you can only despair this dream by working hard to be content with your destiny, the creaking of these wheelbarrows will be nice and better.

Every time the creak sounded from the bazaar, even though the wheelbarrows might not have been the thirty-six but had been newly bought, or even copied by a non-artisan carpenter, the name of the cart was set, and no one could change it.

In the future, one day it will be transmitted to Taoyi, Linzi, Luoyang, Anyi, and Yingdu, as long as it is not an alphabet, even if the pronunciation is different, the words written are still ink cars.

The ink of the ink, the ink of the ink.

The ink of the head of Qian, the ink of the tan.