Chen Fengxian also knew that Ding Wen didn't care about how much money it was, but everyone didn't want to be a sucker. Now Ding Wen was spending money to buy things and exchange information. She felt a little relieved, but she still suspected that the woman who sold things was slaughtering customers. So after putting things out, she ordered the Jiufang Sword Envoy to scatter and go to the village to inquire about the price.

The Western Sword Envoy never missed the opportunity to be with Ding Wen at this time. He said that the city lord needed someone to serve tea and water, so he rushed to stay, and Ou Bai was also sitting in the house drinking tea.

After listening to the talk of the middle-aged woman selling things, Ding Wen had a better understanding of the situation in Shanbian Village.

Shanbian Village is a person who is heavily in debt, unable to repay the debt, and is sentenced to serve the sentence for the rest of his life.

"Serving sentence? It's so good to serve sentences. Can you be in this kind of tea?" The Sword Envoy of the Western Sword had never heard of.

"Manpower is money, and sentences must of course generate economic value! Kill them and bury them into the soil, and they can be used as fertilizers. How much value can they generate when working alive?" The middle-aged woman saw the shocked look of the Western Sword Master, and couldn't help but laugh and said, "You guys elsewhere don't think about it. Even murderers, for us, have to use the star map cultivation, and work every day with anklets; those who don't serve the sentences, and they also have to trade them with work, so no one wants to be lazy! They buy everything they need here, and the points for working are wages. If you earn more points, you can clear your previous debts, or buy the punishment lighter, and you can exchange points for money when you leave. But here, you have never had such a person!"

"Can their relatives and friends spend money to save him?" Xi Jianzhi asked curiously. Ding Wen didn't need to ask questions around him, and she had to do what she wanted to know.

"The people outside you are too naive! Who would be so stupid to spend money on your friends in Linfeng City? As for relatives - having money can only talk about family affection, but not having money is a burden. The people in Shanbian Village are all in debt after selling their children. Who will save them? Their children are still trying their best to earn money to save themselves! Even if they are out of the sea of ​​suffering, they will not be stupid to save their parents here!" The middle-aged woman said it for granted, and she did not think there was any problem with her words.

Because, they calculate everything from the perspective of monetary interests, including blood relatives.

"It's a good thing that people still have children here." Ding Wen already felt the coldness between people here.

"How can I not have a baby? If you don't have a baby, no one will work. And there are rewards for giving birth; if you raise a baby, you can still get tax deducted. Besides, if you encounter difficulties, you can still sell it." The middle-aged woman was talking, and saw a big boy coming back in sweat, and couldn't help but say angrily: "What are you doing when you come back? If you slip back, you will deduct money! You can't learn from your brother, work actively and earn money!"

"Mom, I woke up late in the morning and didn't have food, so I was so hungry." The big boy explained in fear.

The middle-aged woman scolded in anger and said, "Eat and eat! You know how to eat! You know how to sleep when others get up before dawn! You run back to eat when others work! I'll give you a third of the quarter of an hour and go back to work! If the second point is deducted from timeout, don't eat tonight!"

When the middle-aged woman saw the older boy entering the kitchen, she breathed a sigh of relief and calmed down. She said to Ding Wen: "There are six in my family, and this fourth child is the most worry-free! Other people's children arrive early every day and leave every night. This fourth child doesn't say that he works overtime like his brothers and sisters, and often overslept late, or he would run back to eat before the time to finish work! He is not at all good! He will lose money if he doesn't have the fighting spirit in the future!"

"You are in charge of the only official store in the village. You should have no worries about your life. You need to force your child so tightly?" Ding Wen asked her casually, but she felt extremely heavy.

"If you can't make money, you have no future. If you can't make money, you will lose money! I raise a loss-making business and lose money! Besides, what's the use of not making money? Why are you still alive if you don't make money? Isn't that waste food?" The middle-aged woman took it for granted, as if someone outside said that she was urging her children to learn skills.

After chatting for a while, the middle-aged woman selling goods had no more information, only the anecdotes of Shanbian Village were left.

Chen Fengxian and the Jiufang Sword Envoy returned for a while, so Ding Wen said goodbye.

Ding Wen casually asked the villagers for money in the village. The information he learned proved the middle-aged woman's words, and Shanbian Village was a place of punishment.

"How many points do you have in the past year? How many can you still have to leave after removing the needs of life?" After Ding Wen asked, Chen Fengxian gave him half a tael of silver.

"Ten hours a day, it will be 100 points. The rent of the house you live in is 60 points per day. Plant the vegetables yourself, pay half of them, half of the remaining half belongs to the village tax, and the remaining half belongs to the collective annual reserves. Finally, the remaining ones are eaten by themselves, exchange food with others, etc., and the harvest is barely enough. When the harvest is not good, you can get the official to buy it. In addition, salt is expensive. It would be good to drink a bowl of sugar water when you have the remaining money on New Year's Eve! If you don't have money to buy, you have to owe the official to sell it, which will be five times the interest a year! There is no left!" The villagers said without anger, and their occasional strong tone seemed to be just mocking the ignorance of outsiders.

"There is no year for the harvest that is unexpected?" Ding Wen asked, and the man raised the silver in his hand. "It's an accident when you meet you! You rely on growing tea and farming? The price of things sold by officials will increase! After the increase, you still can't leave any extras to yourself! Are there any questions? Some people ask quickly, I will have to deduct points if I delay work after I have had late!"

"It's gone, go busy." Ding Wen saw the man leaving in a hurry, and saw a young man dragging his big iron ball and shackles walking towards him with a dull look. He was probably the tortured person who had tried to escape when he first came here.

Chen Fengxian sighed: "The sales of officials in Shanbian Village control key materials. No matter how much they make, the people here earn, except for the city tax and village tax, the rest will be sold and swallowed by the officials. In the year of poor harvest, they will have to owe money. There is no chance of turning around and getting out of here. In terms of system, they have not given this possibility."

Zhong Xin, the chief of the sword, was also deeply shocked and said: "If it were those murderers, it would be fine. The villagers who asked him were sentenced to work here for the rest of their lives because they had no choice but to take debts and go bankrupt. This is too unreasonable."

"There is no reason here! Money is everything!" The Western Sword made a sharp idea to the point.

Yes, it’s normal that people love money everywhere.

But under the influence of the long-term system, people have already squeezed out everything else and become the only master rooted in people's consciousness world.

This is of course very abnormal.

"Flying on the clouds, is this what you want us to see?" Ding Wen felt that the situation in Shanbian Village should be a microcosm of Linfeng City, which should explain the essential problem.
Chapter completed!