Zhenfubao waved his hand and the warehouse was full of grain, and the whole family regretted it

After they left, Zhao Qiaoniang breathed a sigh of relief and said, "We were right not to use ox carts or horse carriages. These people should be from the mines."

Master Bai frowned and said:

“This mine should be privately owned, these people are really brave.

The Great Qi Dynasty imposed severe penalties on those who mined privately, and would confiscate a large amount of their property, including illegal income obtained from private mining and other personal assets.

Those who illegally mine with less serious offenses may be sentenced to a certain period of imprisonment.

Those who engage in serious illegal mining will be sentenced to exile or military service.

These two types of punishment are not only a physical punishment for the criminals, but also a great torture to their spirit, in order to deter others.

But there are still many people who take risks, and these people must have complicated backgrounds.”

Zhao Qiaoniang's body trembled noticeably, and she said softly:

"We entered the mine last night and encountered a group of soldiers.

Then there was a soldier who was seriously injured, and I saved him, and then I went into the mine..."

Master Bai was visibly stunned for a moment, then shuddered as he said, "You're too bold! It would be disastrous if we were discovered by these people. They're much more powerful than bandits."

Zhao Qiaoniang was now filled with fear: "At that time, we just felt sorry for the soldier, so we...we even robbed a manager's room."

"Oh! You are so bold, but it's done. These people are not good people either." Master Bai didn't care.

Zhao Qiaoniang coughed and said:

"Our backpack is full of coal, and I just want to make winter easier.

I didn’t dare take the ox cart or horse carriage, for fear of being discovered by them.”

Master Bai nodded quickly and said:

“Fortunately, you didn’t pull back this ox cart and horse carriage. Have you ever heard of an old horse that knows the way?

If we are discovered by those people, not only us but the entire village will suffer."

Zhao Qiaoniang trembled with fear and said, "Next time I do something, I will definitely think it through carefully."

Master Bai looked at her and said:

"Qiao Niang, remember this now: you are the commander of our entire village, and I am only the temporary village chief. The position of village chief will be handed over to you in the future.

So we have to think carefully before doing anything. If we make the wrong move, our entire village could be doomed.”

Zhao Qiaoniang waved her hands repeatedly and said, "How can I be the village chief?"

Master Bai looked at her seriously and said:

“I’m old, how can I continue to be the village chief?

Besides, you are very smart, your brain is very active, you learn things very quickly, and you know how to draw inferences from one example.

I feel at ease leaving the position of village chief to you. I have been thinking about one thing these past two days, and our conditions are gradually getting better.

If conditions permit, we can help some people and accept more people.

When we get to Bianjing, we can set up a village."

Zhao Qiaoniang blinked her eyes and looked at Master Bai and said:

"You mean that after we go to Bianjing, we will break away from Linjia Village and establish an independent village.

But we don’t have that many people?”

To establish a village, there must be a certain number of people living together. If there are no people, it will definitely not work.

Master Bai sighed and said:

"That's right! To set up a village, we need at least dozens of households. Let's not rush, just take our time!"

Maybe you’ll meet a lot of like-minded people along the way.”

Lin Wanwan also heard what Master Bai said. Master Bai was pushing the wheelbarrow, looking at her with a smile and said:

"My dear, do you think this idea of ​​Grandpa is good?

I'm also thinking about our family. If there are more of us, won't we be stronger?

This is the only way to reach Bianjing safely, don't you think?"

Milk tea translated seriously: "Hahahaha...buy a servant...buy a servant..."

Master Bai touched her head, thought for a moment and said:

"Little girl, is this what you mean? Do you mean to buy more servants?

There are indeed many people selling themselves into slavery nowadays. Slaves are very cheap nowadays. As long as you give them food, there will be a lot of people coming.

But it all depends on luck, some people aren't good people."

Lin Wanwan naturally knew this, but it would be more cost-effective to buy more slaves than to establish a village.

After arriving in Bian Jing, they would definitely purchase a large number of farms.

Every slave signed a contract to sell themselves, and their fate was closely tied to their master. The master had absolute control over the slaves, and the deterrence of this power made many slaves dare not betray easily.

Because once they are found to be unfaithful, severe punishment will be waiting for them.

Lin Wanwan didn’t know what other time travelers were like.

But in her previous life, she often read about many time travelers who, after arriving in ancient times, felt that this system was extremely unfair.

He even attempted to change the thinking of the entire dynasty by his own efforts.

Anyway, Lin Wanwan doesn’t have this idea at the moment. She feels insecure now, especially since it is a disaster year.

Why don’t they dare to stay too far away from the people of Linjia Village?

Isn’t it because they are not strong enough?

There is no benefit in relying on these people from outside. Lin Wanwan thinks it would be better to become stronger herself.

If he could have a group of slaves who knew martial arts, it would undoubtedly be a great help to his future.

It would be great if we could have dozens or even hundreds of such slaves.

Later, I went to Bianjing, which was a prosperous but also complicated place. In the city of Bianjing, people who knew kung fu could be seen everywhere, and there were countless children from wealthy families.

In such an environment, competition and conflict are inevitable.

Having these slaves who are skilled in martial arts as guards is equivalent to having a powerful private army around you.

According to Lin Wanwan's idea, it would be best to arm herself to the teeth so that she would not be afraid of anyone.

Zhao Qiaoniang coughed and said:

"By the way, I came back quite late yesterday and I forgot that there were still a few wooden boxes that I hadn't opened.

Why don't we stop and take a look at some books? There are a lot of books here, which we also got from the steward's room. I don't know if they are useful."

They parked the wheelbarrow aside, and Zhao Qiaoniang took out the boxes from the backpack, and the milk candies made a "squeaking" sound.

Milk tea quickly translated: "All for Wanwan... all for Wanwan... all for Wanwan..."

Zhao Qiaoniang said helplessly, "Alright, alright, I know. Just give all these things to Wanwan when the time comes, okay? These two little ones are very protective of their food."

Mrs. Bai laughed heartily and said:

"Originally, these little guys were Wanwan's. If it weren't for these two little guys, our family wouldn't be able to live such a good life.

We all understand, and the other families know what's going on, so don't worry! Give these things to Wanwan."