Rebirth of the Flying Era

Du Fei saw all this and couldn't help but be overjoyed.

He had been prepared for a protracted war before, and wanted to show his patience with Zhang Fugui, an old man.

But I didn’t expect an immediate result!

Before nightfall, the old man was forced out, directly exposing a location where his property was hidden.

Du Fei judged others by himself, and was convinced that with Zhang Fugui's sophistication and cunning, it was impossible to put all the eggs in one basket.

The gold and silver that the Zhang family brought out from Shanxi must have been divided into several parts and hidden in different places, and this is just one of them.

Du Fei was afraid that clues would be revealed, so he didn't get up from his desk immediately after retracting his vision. He continued to pretend to be asleep until his mood returned to calmness after more than ten minutes, and he stretched out as if nothing had happened.

Looking at the watch again, it was already past four o'clock, and I got off work in more than half an hour.

Du Fei held up the M-choice on the table, looking pretending but absent-mindedly.

At this moment, all Du Fei could think about was the small wooden box.

Without further delay, he would have a long night and many dreams. He had already made up his mind to go for a trip tonight.

Regardless of how much other property the Zhang family has, it is prudent to first put what is visible and tangible in front of you into your pocket.

At this time, Zhu Ting suddenly came out of the small office, took a look at Du Fei, and asked, "Where is Xiaowu?"

Du Fei replied absentmindedly: "Let's go play by ourselves~"

Zhu Ting pouted in disappointment, but she pulled a chair from the side and sat down. She took some time off and said, "Hey, let me ask you a question. Tell me, why have peasant uprisings never been successful in all dynasties?"

Du Fei was stunned for a moment, then raised his head and looked at Miss Zhu next to him. He didn't even call Xiao Du, but just called "Hey".

Du Fei smiled and said: "Sister Zhu, you are a college student. Ask me a question for high school graduates?"

Zhu Ting glared at Danfeng and said angrily: "Just say what I ask you to say, there are so many weird things."

Du Fei stretched his neck and glanced into the small office. He saw several large books on Zhu Ting's desk and said with a smile, "Where are you reading the Twenty-Four Histories?"

Zhu Ting said 'hmm': "I have nothing to do in the afternoon, so I opened it and took a look. Suddenly I remembered that when I was in college, several male classmates in the class argued about this issue. At that time, they were so loud that they blushed and their necks were thick, but there was no result. .”

"You are testing me!" Du Fei laughed and thought to himself: "Comrade Xiao Zhu is bored before get off work and wants to listen to my bragging! I have to take care of you."

Du Fei thought for a while and said: "Actually, it is meaningless to discuss this issue from a technical perspective alone."

Zhu Ting frowned and said, "Why is it meaningless?"

Du Fei said: "Because the so-called 'victory of the peasant uprising' itself is a false proposition. What is a peasant uprising? It is an armed riot caused by landless farmers who cannot bear the heavy taxes and corvee. Is this concept correct?"

Zhu Ting nodded.

Du Fei continued: "Then what is the purpose of the peasant uprising?"

Zhu Ting thought for a moment, then Xiao Wang, who was sitting diagonally opposite Sun Lan, interrupted: "Brother Du, are you overthrowing the brutal rule of the bureaucratic landlord class?"

Xiao Wang is also a temporary worker. He is two months younger than Du Fei and has started working since graduating from junior high school.

Zhu Ting frowned, as if she didn't agree, but didn't say anything.

Du Fei smiled and said: "Overthrowing the rule of the landlord bureaucracy is only a means, not an end. The real purpose of the peasant uprising is to obtain 'land', the most important means of production in feudal society."

Xiao Wang was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized.

At this time, Sun Lan, who was waiting to get off work, also listened silently with her ears stiffened.

Her education was limited and she didn't dare to interrupt easily, but listening to Du Fei's talk seemed to increase a lot of useless knowledge.

Du Fei continued: "In fact, logically, the moment the peasant uprising overthrew the local bureaucratic landlords and gained control of the local land, the peasant uprising had already won."

As he spoke, Du Fei looked at Zhu Ting: "After acquiring a large amount of land through violence, the peasants were transformed into landlords, and the peasant uprising was over. The next step in the transformation of the subjects of the conflict was for the emerging landlords to challenge the interests of the old landlords, no matter whether they win or lose. It has nothing to do with the peasant uprising. So..."

Zhu Ting did not expect that Du Fei would use this angle to analyze the problem, which sounded quite reasonable.

At this time, Section Chief Qian also came out, holding an enamel jar, and said with a smile: "What nonsense are you talking about here?"

Du Fei said boldly: "How can this be nonsense! Sister Zhu and I are discussing a historical dialectical philosophy issue."

Zhu Ting rolled her eyes. An ordinary historical question turned into philosophy in Du Fei's mouth.

Miss Zhu expressed her contempt in her heart.

"Do you still understand philosophy?" Section Chief Qian was also a little surprised.

Du Fei chuckled and said, "I know a little bit about it, but I dare not say that I understand it."

Although he spoke modestly, everyone could see that Du Fei was very beautiful at heart.

"Go away, you said you were fat and you were out of breath!" Section Chief Qian scolded with a smile, took a sip of tea, looked at his watch, and said to everyone: "Okay, it's time, let's go back from get off work."

When everyone heard this, they immediately dispersed, leaving only Section Chief Qian, Du Fei, and Zhu Ting behind.

Section Chief Qian did not avoid Zhu Ting and asked: "Xiao Du, was it really your cat that killed the Great Gray Immortal?"

Du Fei raised his eyebrows and said, "What are you talking about?" He acquiesced.

Section Chief Qian said: "No, your aunt's little cafeteria is causing trouble with rats. Your cat is really that capable. How about lending me a favor for two days?"

Du Fei and Zhu Ting were not surprised when they heard that there was a rat in the canteen.

Not to mention now, before Du Fei traveled through time, how many of those big canteens and hotels were not making trouble?

When Du Fei heard about this, he immediately agreed and would take Xiaowu there tomorrow.

Zhu Ting on the side frowned and said: "After Xiaowu has caught the mouse, you have to clean it..."

Before the winter solstice, it gets dark earlier every day.

When Du Fei came out on his bicycle, it was almost dark.

Under the dim street lights, he didn't go back to the courtyard and rushed directly to find Jiang Donglai.

When Du Fei arrived, Jiang Donglai and Cheng Dajun were having dinner.

The two of them were holding aluminum lunch boxes, which contained steamed sorghum rice, corn stubble rice, and a scallion each for dipping into the sauce.

When Du Fei came in, Jiang Donglai was chewing green onions with the "Kacha Kacha" and said vaguely: "Here you go, would you like to take a bite?"

There was only one meter away, and Du Fei smelled the meaty smell of green onions.

"I can't stand your green onions and soy sauce." Du Fei quickly declined.

If it were just the smell of green onions, it wouldn't be a big deal, but when the green onions are smashed twice by the teeth in the mouth, and the smell is exhaled, it is so sour and refreshing!

Jiang Donglai didn't care and continued to eat with relish.

Du Fei asked: "What's going on over there during the day?"

Jiang Donglai was busy eating, and Cheng Dajun on the side interrupted: "Brother Du, Zhang Fugui has been at home all day, so Zhang Yun will come back in the afternoon..."

Du Fei didn't care where Zhang Yun went. This woman was not of great importance. Du Fei probably didn't even know the Zhang family's true background.