The beggar had been silent, but now he spoke. "Our natural disaster is their blessing."

Erqiao begged him to tell him what was going on.

The beggar was dozing off, so he said impatiently: "The government has food, and local powerful people also have food. If they all do their best, these disasters won't be a big deal at all."

"Then why don't they try their best?" Erqiao asked.

"If they work hard, where can they buy cheap land?" The beggar closed his eyes, "The farmers have become refugees, and the land is ownerless. The powerful give the government benefits and can buy it at a low price. Do you think

,How did those powerful people make their fortune?"

"Act of God?"

"No, it's a man-made disaster!"

The carriage from earlier came out.

The driver looked at the group of beggars and cracked his whip.

He knew that these idiots would inhale the scent of their own carriages.

"Erqiao, the carriage is here, hurry up and suck it!" A beggar said with a smile.

Erqiao sat there and looked at the carriage.

"Don't suck!"

"Why?"
Chapter completed!