Chapter Ninety-Four: The Inheritance of the Dong Family

Who is the mustache? It was the one who harmed our family who delivered the pastry car, and the owner of the dim sum shop in Leping City didn't dare to make a move, this one dared to provoke them, which shows that he is not a good bird with foreign warlike genes.

Stayed overnight in the lightning strike wood village, and before setting off the next day, Fang Mingyuan specially visited the lightning strike peach tree, pushed with the villagers, and took a lightning strike wood branch.

"Go back and let Mingjiang carve flowers on the sections, and we will all wear a piece of lightning strike wood." The branches of the half-human-high tree are as thick as a baby's arm, enough to send a lightning strike to everyone in the village.

Further on is Erdaogou Village, where the largest number of refugees are distributed. Fengdeng Village in front of them wants to relocate, or refugees can't want it, Huoyang Village is full of bandits, and the government doesn't dare to give it to people.

No one in the lightning struck Mu Village to divide the refugees over, the relocated families did not want to go, and no one wanted to go out to see coffins.

Erdaogou is different, it used to be a big village, there were many dead people, and there were many vacant houses, and those who moved had houses to live in, and refugees could only deal with dilapidated houses when they came.

After checking the household registration, Fang Mingyuan was worried, there were only more than 200 people who moved from the villagers, and there were 107 refugees.

Erdaogou is in charge of lightning strikes Mucun, and last night he knew that the master in charge was coming, and he prepared a bunch of difficulties to solve.

Fang Mingyuan listened with a smile, didn't say whether to solve it or not, pointed to the official road and said first: "Your village goes to the town, take the official road for half an hour at most, it's spring, send the children to the town to go to school!" ”

Li Zheng opened his mouth, I'm talking about the problem of refugees, what are you doing with the baby's study.

"How much wasteland is there in the village? Let's take a look. Fang Mingyuan signaled Li Zheng to lead the way, and said loudly with a smile: "If there is a down-to-earth and willing to work, you write it down and report it to me, and the household registration of the returning refugees will be solved, and the land will be distributed first."

Those who steal chickens and dogs, cause trouble, and do not do their jobs, you can also write down and report to me, such people, our town can't afford to stab them into the army, or send them to the salt works to do coolies. ”

The situation in each village is similar, there is a lot of wasteland, and the land that used to be fertile land is now panicked, and it is still high-quality fertile land when it is reclaimed.

"Don't be idle, hurry up and turn over the land, raise the land in one winter, and plant well in the spring next year. Fang Mingyuan seemed to tell Li Zheng, but the voice was enough for the villagers who came with him to hear.

"Don't worry about the seeds, with the official here, I can find the prefect to bring as much grain as you have in the fields, I'm afraid you will be lazy."

Li Zheng smiled, "Don't be tired, don't be lazy, we can do it, we can turn the land out, we don't lack fertilizer, and we will raise the fields this winter." ”

Fang Mingyuan wandered back to the village and told Li Zheng, "You have to worry about it, whether it is a relocator or a refugee, as long as there is a good offspring, tell me, if there is a place to recruit workers, I will help you introduce it." ”

Leaving Erdaogou Village, Chang'an asked: "Dad, do you want to recruit inspectors in Erdaogou Village?" ”

Fang Mingyuan sighed helplessly: "Don't look at the number of people in our village, in fact, the cement factory has been opened, and there are not enough people, and the inspection can only be regarded as contract workers, not in the establishment of the yamen, and we have to find a way to pay the wages ourselves, unless it is absolutely necessary, I don't want to recruit anyone." ”

Qian Chuanzi asked: "Uncle, didn't the yamen say that they would send us a servant?" ”

"Said," Fang Mingyuan smiled, "Five places, Gongqian County is out, I have already reported the name of the person, the stuffy son is counted as the head of the team, longevity, full warehouse, long strength, long learning." ”

Changshou exhaled and pulled the curtain, "Fourth uncle, officer, me?" ”

"You kid, don't tear the curtain of the car, go back and see if your milk beats you. What's the matter, don't be a little deep, your grandmother also said to touch your daughter-in-law! ”

Longevity doesn't squeak anymore, pull the curtain with both hands and press on the car door, what daughter-in-law do you want, marry a daughter-in-law! Milk just likes to be blind.

From the east of the official road to the west, more than ten miles out of the road is Wujia Village, which is connected to Fenggu Town, and the site selected by Fang Mingyuan for the cement factory is in the north of the village.

Wujia Village supplies meat, chickens, ducks, geese and pigs to the army, and every household in the village is engaged in breeding, and the chickens and ducks raised in Fenggu Town are all bought from here, and the piglets are also caught from here.

There is nothing to say, people have a butcher shop in the town, there is no need to sell it on consignment, let them keep the butcher shop open all year round in the future, and if you want to eat meat in the future, you can buy it when you go out.

As for the wasteland in the north of the village, Fang Mingyuan said a word, it doesn't belong to Wujia Village, and besides, Wujia Village is not rare at all, and it doesn't grow seedlings when it grows anything, what's the use of coming?

The people of Wujia Village went out to sell chickens, ducks, and pork, and they knew a lot of news, so they had long urged the refugees to go out to work, so as not to be idle in the village, and they were also worried that the refugees would take their belongings from home.

The relocated people came earlier than Fang Mingyuan, half of the fields were opened, winter wheat was planted, and the rest of the fields are now planted with vegetables, and they are going to the city to harvest night incense in winter to raise the family's land for a winter.

"You see, there is a petty official in Wujia Village, which is much stronger than Erdaogou managed by Youli." Qian Chuanzi sighed.

Fang Mingyuan smiled: "Yes! From the time we entered the village and served as the captain of the border camp, his father accompanied him all the way, and he was an understanding person. ”

Changshou inquired: "That man's son is an officer in the border battalion?" Big official? ”

Chang'an explained: "The big officials are not as good as him, and they are in charge of the food of the border camp and the food of thousands of people!" ”

Longevity suddenly, such a big official! It's really real.

Then we have to cross the river and go to Osmanthus Village, the village where honey is delivered to the pastry shop. There is a lizheng in the two villages of Guihua Village and Beishan Village, and the two villages together have more than 800 people.

There are two important industries in Osmanthus Village, one is beekeeping, the other is picking flowers to make flower dew, that is, making essential oils, and the sideline is farming. The per capita income is also high, but Fang Mingyuan feels that it needs to be improved.

"If you have something, let's talk about it when we go to deliver honey! Why bother running, everyone is waiting! Knowing that you were coming, they all waited outside the ancestral hall and asked me to pick up the adults. "The middle-aged man who delivered the honey was called Eukkin.

"Brother You, I told you last time, I saved up the royal jelly, but I saved it?" Fang Mingyuan pulled people to pull.

Yu Kejin said with a smile: "I used to think it was useless, I didn't like it, I threw it too much, but now I feel distressed when I think about it!" Rest assured, everyone's savings! I can't bear to throw it away. ”

The surname of Osmanthus Village accounts for half of the population, and the rest are mostly relocated and refugees, who makes Osmanthus Village rich and has many houses, and the people of this village don't care about the fields!

On the courtyard outside the ancestral hall, Fang Mingyuan beckoned to greet the villagers, "It's all here!" It just so happens that we get to know each other, so that you don't have trouble finding me in the future.

Are you relocating? The ground is planted? Give it back to the villagers! Well, well, that's how it should be.

Refugees! It's okay! Let's do a good job, don't cause trouble, I told the above, first leave the household registration behind, there is wasteland in the village, you open it first, and then think of letting the yamen allocate the land to you. ”

Walking to the middle, Fang Mingyuan stood down, still talking about going to school, and then said that he would send soap to the county lord's rouge shop, and finally asked the villagers, "Can you divide a part of your fragrance and put it on consignment in the town?" Don't worry, I will give you as much as you say to sell, and as for how much I sell, you don't care.

Why is it so? The children go to school, and it is a big burden to share it with each family, if our villages unite and sell the local products in the village.

First, it can be sold at a high price, and second, the money earned is enough to support the expenses of the school. The children's paper, pen and ink don't cost you money, the town will find a way for you. ”

The elder of the You clan asked: "There are few scholars in our county, there were before, and I didn't know if I died, but I still ran away." If you want to run a school for the dolls, who will teach! ”