I can see the book of life and death

It was just dawn and Zhang Mingtu got up from the bed without his parents' greeting.

After briefly washing up, I went to Fulai Restaurant with my parents.

He was accompanied by a muscular bodyguard who also went to the restaurant, and by his side was a young man.

Zhang Mingtu smiled and greeted the two of them. This was his suggestion.

The business of Fulai Restaurant is getting better and better, and Yu Huchun's reputation gradually spreads.

Zhang Jishi and his wife are so busy every day that they can no longer cope with it alone and need help.

It's very inconvenient to recruit helpers from outside. After all, Wang Yulan doesn't want anyone to teach the family's secret skills.

Zhang Mingtu simply suggested that the injured bodyguards at home or their descendants come to the restaurant to help.

I was given a lot of money, which was higher than the daily salary of the escort when he was not escorting.

Of course, this was not made public.

Zhang Mingtu approached Uncle Ji Li directly and asked half of his family members to come and learn from him.

Uncle Ji Li takes good care of Zhang Mingtu's family on a daily basis, and now he is reciprocating the favor.

Uncle Ji Li had been recuperating at home all year round because he suffered a serious injury while transporting darts.

It may look undamaged on the outside, but actually the internal organs are still seriously injured and need to rest.

The half-grown boy was quite excited.

"Brother Mingtu, did I get money every month in the past?"

"Of course!"

The young man was named Zhang Tuda, and he was of the same generation as Zhang Mingtu. However, after Zhang Mingtu practiced martial arts, his body bones suddenly stretched to an extremely large size.

Zhang Tuda walked beside Zhang Mingtu, as if Zhang Mingtu was carrying a thermos.

"Is this too much care? I know the rules. Shouldn't I study part-time for two years? Just take care of food and housing. If that's the case, I won't go."

Indeed, in this era, sectarian opinions and the inheritance of skills were quite strict.

Passing on a male rather than a female is only the simplest one, and the rule of passing on a male rather than a female is to pass on the male within the family, not the male from outside the family.

If you want to teach a skill, there are many more complicated processes.

Not only do you have to be given a generous apprenticeship gift, but you also have to prepare your own dry food, wash and cook at the master's house.

It can almost be said that you are a slave. Only a conscientious master can teach you something after working for two or three years.

Many even teach nothing after working for two or three years.

In ancient times, there were many more sectarian opinions and various rules than today.

Wang Yulan had discussed it with Zhang Mingtu a long time ago, and after they exchanged words, she smiled and said, "I'm not being too lenient. I've discussed it with your brother Jishi. If the restaurant recruits people in the future, they won't recruit people from outside. They will all be recruited from within the family, and everyone will be given priority."

Someone who has shed blood and made sacrifices for the family..."

"The family has never treated us badly. Even if Jimu is lying in bed and unable to move, the family has raised him for decades, which is not bad for us."

"I'm not mean to other clan members. Don't think there's any preferential treatment. No matter what, we have just contributed to the family, and this monthly money is not given to you in vain. You have to do your work, too. If you don't do it less, I won't be able to do it."

What to say.”

The few people walked and talked all the way, Zhang Mingtu listened silently. Although the idea was his, he did not come forward to persuade at this time.

During this period, the rules were very strict. When the elders were talking to their elders, it was considered impolite for the younger ones to interrupt. In addition, the words of the younger generation were not valued by the elders, so it would be in vain. Zhang Mingtu simply stopped talking.

But in his heart, he was actually amazed at the cohesion of the family in this era.

Different from the era he lived in, the family cohesion in this era is extremely strong. Firstly, many things can only be influential if there are many people in the group. Not to mention being able to accomplish big things, at least if you have more people, other clans will not dare to bully you at will.

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And cohesion is not born out of thin air. Stand up for the family.

For example, when farming, due to drought and insufficient water resources, you have to fight for the water in the reservoir, and you have to fight with other clans.

In this process, it is necessary to contribute money and efforts. If someone is killed or injured, their legacy will be raised by the family for a lifetime. Even if the treatment is not good, at least they will always have food to eat.

When the younger members of the family can study or practice martial arts, the family will allocate resources to teach them how to read and write.

Families with talents in this area will pay for their rural examinations, and they will be able to take the exams.

Families with martial arts talents will also make efforts to train them.

This is true for all the larger families in the entire Jiangnan area. Zhang Mingtu once saw such a scene when he was traveling in the Jiangnan area. The unity of the clan's power was astonishing.

This is also the reason why it is difficult for the higher authorities to control the land south of the Yangtze River.

In fact, it's not just in the south of the Yangtze River. After Taizu founded the country, the clan gradually took shape.

In the early years, this was true both in the north and the south. The disintegration of clan power in the north was due to the iron hooves of the aliens. The culture of the aliens was very different from that of Daxia. Under their rule, anyone who did not obey orders would die under the butcher's knife.

Coupled with successive years of conquests, and after the recovery, its large clan power completely collapsed, unlike in the south of the Yangtze River.

The land south of the Yangtze River has not encountered a major war for hundreds of years. Over the years, various developments have continued like an iron barrel.

When clans are united, they are quite united, but in their hearts they only have clans and nothing else.

When it comes to annexing other people's properties and annexing other people's land, the house will not have the slightest sympathy in its heart. If it is the same as its own, then it can be discussed. If not, it can be treated as an enemy.

Zhang Mingtu sighed in his heart. The concept of home in the south of the Yangtze River was very important, but the concept of country was not strong.

The reason for this is that in later generations, the responsibilities of many countries were all borne by the clan.

Eat and drink, relieve the poor, raise children and provide for the elderly...

The clan has handled many things very appropriately for you.

"If you want to truly change many situations, you need strong enough control. Completely eliminating corrupt officials is not enough..."

Zhang Mingtu vomited lightly and felt frustrated. It is precisely because this thing is difficult to do that it makes more sense.

He is not afraid of failure, after all, he has countless brothers who tried for him before and after his death.

On the chest, the Dragon and Tiger Waidan pulses gently.

The thin sunlight around him condensed into a line, and after being tempered by the Dragon and Tiger Waidan, it poured into Zhang Mingtu's body bit by bit.

Zhang Mingtu's exposed skin was all red, and his whole body seemed to be in a furnace.

This is exactly the essence of the sun that is swallowed up in daily practice.

The brother who reached the mid-to-late stage of the master realm brought Zhang Mingtu huge wealth, which he could not fully digest even after one night.

Amid the busy schedule, another day is about to pass.

On the way home, I heard a few businessmen from other places discussing in low voices.

"Has it really changed in Xingguo County?"

"Where has it been changed? I heard that the rivers have become discolored because of the killings."

"That county magistrate is so courageous? He can't be fake, right?"

"The leaders have been beheaded, how can we still fake it? I remember clearly the scene where the butler of the Jin family refused to die in silence. That bitch took dozens of taels of silver from me before letting me go..."

Zhang Mingtu's heart moved, and he looked sideways at the location of Xingguo County, knowing in his heart that Rui Hai was probably starting to take action.

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