The system allows me to capture gods? Backhand capture system

"You want to go to the palace?"

Li Tiezhu was not drunk, and he opened his dazed eyes and looked at He Jun.

Although the palace was not a very rich and noble family, it was one of the most powerful families in their town.

It had a good relationship with the county magistrate.

It was almost a local emperor in their Lihe town.

"Why go there?"

"Those people are not good people."

Kang Liang said.

"They rely on their family's wealth and power to eat fish and meat all day long."

"And they waste food and don't treat us as human beings!"

When talking about the palace, Kang Liang's face was full of anger.

Even Li Tiezhu's face was a little annoyed.

"You probably don't know how disgusting what they did."

Kang Liang recounted the crimes of the palace, as if they were too numerous to list, and he listed them one by one:

"Especially at mealtime."

"They would mix the food together, mix it in a bucket, and pour it all in front of the relief of their vermilion gate."

"Sometimes, those managers and servants would even spit in it!"

"You don't know, the food that we dare not even think about in normal times is just poured on the ground and covered with dust!"

"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes several times, I wouldn't believe that there are such evil people in the world!"

After Kang Liang said this, he slammed the table.

Then he took a big gulp of wine.

He looked like he was going to rob the rich and help the poor, and dared to be the first in the world.

"Will anyone eat such leftovers?"

He Jun was a little curious.

"Of course there is!"

Kang Liang got even angrier when he said this:

"The manager didn't let them take chopsticks, so they propped themselves up on the ground with their hands and ate like pigs!"

"And they just watched from the side, pointing and scolding, a bunch of beasts!"

"Is that so..."

He Jun stroked his chin, thinking.

"Then Tiezhu, you should take me to see it."

"It's just meal time now."

After saying that, He Jun stood up and patted Li Tiezhu's thick shoulders.

"Ah...oh, let's go!"

Li Tiezhu was a little confused. He didn't expect that He Jun wanted to go and see it after hearing what Kang Liang said.

But this wouldn't affect anything.

At most, he could say that he was a distant relative or an apprentice.

Besides, they are so wealthy, why would they have to pick on a blacksmith like him?

Following a road paved with stone slabs, Li Tiezhu and He Jun arrived at the place quickly.

On the way, he asked Li Tiezhu.

There is a gap between the rich and the poor in Lihe Town, but it is not very big.

It is not that the rich are very rich and the poor are very poor.

Because the lords of various countries in the mortal world have a bottom-line policy for these poor people.

Everyone can get a bag of grain from the state-owned granary every month.

There are many wastelands here.

If you are willing to reclaim, go and tell the official in charge of the land, sign and seal, and the land will be yours.

But if there is no sign of farming for a long time, it will be taken back.

If you don’t explain the reason, you will be treated as a lazy person.

Let alone the land, the seeds are not brought every month.

And there will not be too many seeds to prevent those people from selling them.

The Dasui Dynasty has money, but it can’t support idle people.

Here, hard work may not make money.

But hard work should not starve to death.

When he walked to the vermilion gate, He Jun really saw a lot of people lying on the ground to grab food.

Some of the food was rotten, and it seemed that it had been stored for a long time.

It was even stained with dust.

"Manager Zhang, please tell the master that I have made the batch of ironware they want."

"They have to inspect it in person."

Li Tiezhu took out the cloth bag behind his waist and shook it twice.

The clanging sound of the ironware sounded very pleasant.

"Li the blacksmith, okay, I'll go and inform you now, you can follow them to the side hall to sit down."

Manager Zhang looked at the sharp-nosed monkey-faced man and twirled his mustache.

You can tell at a glance that he is a calculating master.

When he saw He Jun, he didn't ask much.

Li Tiezhu didn't need to explain.

Who would care who a blacksmith brought here?

As long as he didn't bring a bunch of people to visit.

For one or two people, their palace wouldn't be so stingy that they couldn't prepare a few more cups of tea.

When He Jun passed by those people, he looked carefully.

They were all old, weak, sick, disabled, women and children.

"Young man, don't look at these people anymore."

"Let them eat here."

Manager Zhang did not look down on these people who came to grab the leftovers as Kang Liang said.

On the contrary, seeing He Jun looking at them all the time, he persuaded him to leave.

"Well, OK."

He Jun nodded and followed Li Tiejiang into the gate of the palace.

The facilities inside were very simple.

He Jun and Li Tiezhu sat on the mahogany chairs in the side hall, looking at the tea in front of them, which was not expensive but more fragrant than ordinary tea.

Not long after, a wealthy middle-aged man came over with a beautiful woman.

"Master Wang!"

Li Tiezhu hurriedly stood up and saluted.

Seeing this, He Jun also stood up and bowed, as a greeting.

"Hey, Li Tiejiang, what are you doing?"

"I told you a long time ago that you are a guest in our palace. Such a lot of etiquette makes it seem like I don't know how to behave."

"Don't do this next time."

The head of the Wang family laughed and waved at Li Tiezhu.

Then, Li Tiezhu opened the cloth bag.

I never thought that they were all pots, pans, and other equipment.

Do you have to bother to make such things?

"Hahaha, after thinking about it, your craftsmanship is still better."

"If there are any similar jobs in the Wang Mansion in the future, I will definitely find you first!"

The head of the Wang family was very satisfied.

"By the way, I wonder why this young man came to my Wang Mansion...?"

"To visit, and by the way, see if the food in the Wang Mansion is really thrown away and trampled as others say."

He Jun spoke without restraint, and Li Tiezhu hurried over to cover his mouth.

But he was stopped by the head of the Wang family.

"Is that so."

"I just don't know if the young man is satisfied with it?"

"It's okay, not as bad as outsiders say."

He Jun spoke, and the head of the Wang family, who looked like squinting because of his fatness, showed a little brilliance.

"Oh? Isn't what my palace has done bad enough?"

"It's hard to say."

He Jun pointed to the direction of the door and continued:

"It seems that what you are doing is the same as adding sand and stones to the porridge in the pot during a disaster."

"Please help me, little brother."

The head of the Wang family said this, but in fact, the smile on his face could not be concealed.

"It's just to screen out those who really need help."

He Jun understood the operation of the people in the palace.

If the people in the palace are really people who enjoy watching others suffer, then why do they waste food?

Wouldn't it be more interesting to let countless ordinary people scramble for it?