"We don't have a lot of wood in our village, so we have to trouble a few people to go with us to cut wood in the forest over there. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" Chen Ergou looked at the old woman and said apologetically.

"What is this, please give us the axe, and we will chop the wood to build the house ourselves. The old woman's eldest son patted his chest and said.

"yes, you don't have to bother with this kind of little thing. The second son and the third son are also allowed.

Only the old woman's youngest son suddenly shrugged down when he heard this, and he did not speak with a cold face.

Chen Ergou took four very old axes from the house where he lived and handed them to the four people.

"The eldest child, the second child, the third child, you can go quickly, my mother, Xiaocui, and Jiu'er are waiting for you here. The old woman laughed.

When Shen Mo walked over, the four people happened to pass by him, and the old woman was now on the edge of the field watching the Chen family father and son plough the land.

"Old man, why don't you go into the house to rest and rest?" asked Shen Mo.

"Before I escaped from the famine, my family also planted crops, and seeing so much wasteland in this village made my hands a little itchy. The old woman was happy, her hands were covered with thick calluses, and at a glance she knew that she was a farmer for many years.

"Village chief, can you grant us a few pieces of land for me to pound into it? The old woman looked at Shen Mo expectantly.

Under the rule of the Kowloon Dynasty, land was a very expensive resource, and it was usually outsourced to the peasants at a high cost, such as giving most of the grain harvested to the landlords.

"No, no, you only need to hand in four floors, not six, old man. Shen Mo shook his head and said.

"Really?" the old woman was overjoyed: "Xiaocui, Jiu'er, wait for them to come back and we will start plowing the land." ”

When Shen Mo saw the ecstatic old woman, an idea suddenly rose in his mind, and he ran towards the official road east of Qingshan Village.

Every state capital will build one or two official roads in the countryside, and one of the official roads built in Xuanfeng Prefecture is close to Qingshan Village, and the difference between the two is only a few hundred steps.

Shen Mo ran all the way to the official road, took out the card of the notice board and tore it directly on the spot.

I saw that the purple light was bright, and a one-person-high sign suddenly appeared in front of Shen Mo.

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"A hundred meters to the right, Qingshan Village recruits people on a large scale, anyone can join, provide shelter and water, and you need to find your own way to find food. Shen Mo said, and what he said immediately appeared on the billboard.

"Okay, it depends on how many villagers this brand can bring to Qingshan Village. Shen Mo patted the sign and smiled.

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"My lord, there have been a lot of homeless people lately. ”

On the official road, a carriage was moving, and a big man in an official uniform rode a red horse next to the carriage and said.

From time to time, you can see ragged, yellow-faced, and depressed deserters walking numbly forward, not knowing where to go.

"The witch people of southern Xinjiang are at war with my Kowloon country, the Warring States are raging, these people who rely on the south will only become the souls of the witches if they don't escape, but it's a pity that most of the villages, towns, and cities in my Xuanfeng Prefecture are saturated, and they can't take in these displaced people at all, but it's a pity. There was a sigh of regret from the carriage, but as soon as he finished speaking, there was a commotion on the official road ahead, and those homeless people who had been lifeless suddenly left the official road and ran in the direction of the wasteland on the right, as if they had seen a great good thing.

"What's going on?" the man in the official uniform was stunned when he saw this scene, and the curtain of the carriage was lifted from inside, and a middle-aged man with a mustache like a crown of jade walked out of it.

The Kowloon Dynasty had nine ranks: snake, eagle, crane, ox, leopard, tiger, jiao, phoenix, and unicorn, and this middle-aged man was wearing a leopard-shaped official and was actually a fifth-class official.

Zhan Zhuo went to the front to see what could make these homeless people so happy. The middle-aged man said.

"Yes, sir. The table answered, and rode his horse forward, and soon he returned.

"My lord, a village called Qingshan Village has set up a plaque on the side of the road, saying that it is willing to take in the displaced people. ”

"Oh?" The middle-aged man became interested: "At present, the war in the south, many villages and towns are secretly storing grain and refusing to accept displaced people, I didn't expect to meet such a generous village now, go and take a look, this kind of village should be given him a certain amount of funding." ”

When the driver of the carriage heard the middle-aged man's words, he immediately turned around and drove in the direction of Qingshan Village.

Shen Mo couldn't imagine that the method he had inadvertently come up with would be so effective, not long after, four or five displaced people came, and after they were settled, Shen Mo took the village chief's office as the village center, and had already set up the area map of Qingshan Village in the future, and he chose a place close to the residential area to install the well, so that it would be convenient for the villagers of Qingshan Village to come here to fetch water in the future.

Give the corn seeds to Chen Ergou, if these grain crops can be grown, it will be very helpful to Qingshan Village at the moment.

"My lord, it seems to be Qingshan Village over there, but I feel a little strange to see, this village seems to be a little rough. Zhan Zhuo said strangely.

"Have we issued a village certificate to this village?" asked Dong Liansu as he stepped out of the carriage.

Where a village is built, it must be approved by the local state government, and then it can be called a village, not a group of people who just find a vacant land to build a house is considered a village, a village must have a village certificate to be recognized by the state government.

"I only remember that there are Jinguang Village and Jiuwu Village in this Daqingshan area, but I have never heard of this Qingshan Village. Zhanzhuo shook his head.

"Unlicensed villages are going to be destroyed, this is the above regulation, let's go over and see, if it really doesn't work, we will issue one to this village temporarily." Dong Liansu got out of the car and walked towards Qingshan Village.

The appearance of these two people, Shen Mo saw at first sight, the terrain around Qingshan Village is flat, there is no place to hide, watching the two of them coming, Shen Mo hurriedly greeted them.

"Who are the two?" Looking at the two gorgeously dressed people in front of him, who did not look like those homeless people, Shen Mo couldn't help but ask tentatively.

"This is Xuanfeng Prefecture, the Lord of the Mansion Dong Liansu, why don't you salute when you see an adult?" Zhan Zhuo introduced.

"Mansion guard?" was silent for a moment, he didn't know what a government guard was.

"It's okay, little brother, you go and call me the head of your village, I have something to ask him. Dong Liansu said very kindly.

"I'm the village chief of Qingshan Village, do you have anything to do?" asked Shen Mo.

"Who are you?" Dong Liansu couldn't help frowning: "Can your village have a village certificate issued by the state government? You must know that the recruitment of displaced people in privately built villages will be treated as rebellion." ”