Chen Yu is a person who does what he says, and after saying that he helped Ding Xuewei find a carpenter plasterer, he sent someone over soon after.

At that time, she felt that earning money was more important.

At that time, they lived very well in the Zhang family, and the next time Jin Lao and the others came back would be three years later.

After getting the consent of Old Man Ding, she refused first and asked people to build a paper mill and Linglong Pavilion first.

The area of the paper mill outside the city is not small, and the Linglong Pavilion in the city has to be repaired in a fine way, and it will be rectified to the time of the earthquake unconsciously.

Before the earthquake, the Linglong Pavilion was only finished and was preparing for its grand opening.

Today, some of the new ones are ruined, and some of the old beams are broken.

Compared with the Bazhen Building built a few years ago, the situation of Linglong Pavilion is much better, but the mortise and tenon structure can be re-spliced, but the fallen and broken tiles can not be restored.

The poor people of Fengcheng Mansion are busy making money at the moment, and those who are rich never worry about the tiles.

Those who should have gone are gone again.

No, Linglong Pavilion was not in a hurry to repair it, but sent all the people to the side of Bazhen Tower.

"Did you buy bricks?" Ding Xuewei was curious.

An He led her to the backyard.

As soon as Pu approached, he saw a pile of bricks.

"The city and the outside of the city have not escaped the fate of collapse, they are basically newly built, the bricks can be reused when they are cleaned up, and the tiles have been purchased by people out of the house."

An He picked up the processed old bricks and showed them to Ding Xuewei.

Indeed, these used bricks are in good condition, and reuse is not a problem.

"I always feel that our house is a lot of disasters, if you don't ask Senior Brother Chen, do you want to buy a brick factory, the price of bricks and tiles has really risen faster than anything else in recent years."

No one knows better than she what these disasters are all about, and she knows too well that she has more worries.

I haven't died yet, who knows how many heroic spirits are on the death scale, but they are lucky enough to live a few more breaths!

"Look, this tile should be replaced with iron."

“··· Heaven wants people to die, and it is useless to replace tiles with iron. An He felt that he really made the natural disasters of the past two years physically and mentally exhausted: "How are you over there?" Is it still going well? ”

"It's okay, it's better than waiting." Ding Xuewei shrugged.

She didn't come here to make peace with An.

After asking Chen Yu about the news, he said that he wanted to buy the property, and then dragged An He to avoid the flow of people and went to the corner.

"I heard that I am seriously ill today."

“··· Be. An He nodded solemnly.

I suddenly understood the reason why the little girl was looking for herself.

He didn't ask Ding Xuewei how she got the news.

I don't know if I should be happy that I am so trusted.

"What's in your mind?"

"Nope."

Ding Xuewei shook her head.

An He was a little speechless for a while.

He hadn't forgotten the temperament of the little girl in front of him, and he didn't believe it at all.

Of course, she didn't want to say, and he didn't ask.

The topic of this should not be what they can say.

"The biggest hidden danger on our side has been solved, but we don't have to worry too much."

In any case, the world is peaceful, and it is more convenient for businessmen to make money.

An He used Ding Xuewei's brain circuit, thought for a few seconds and then enlightened.

Ding Xuewei was not afraid of people seeing her thoughts, so she nodded at him.

"Let's go first, the village chief and grandfather are still waiting for me." An He's meaning is undoubtedly saying that the time has come for a change of dynasty.

Now the city is in a mess, even if there are new recipes and new clothes, there is no chance to show them.

She had to settle Wang Dazhu and them in her village, and she had to take care of the matter of opening up the land, so she was very busy.

An He didn't keep him.

He didn't know that Ding Xuewei was lying flat now.

There are so many things, but she, a monk, also does the job of ringing the bell.

Ding Xuewei did not immediately go to the village chief when she came out of Bazhen Tower, but wandered leisurely.

Although the city was in ruins, it was the buildings that were most affected by the earthquake.

Like the cloth in the storefront, the rice noodles in the warehouse, the books and pen and ink on the shelves, and the sour vinegar and soy sauce in the grocery store.

But whatever can be dug up, it can be sold.

The first two natural disasters raised the price of food and daily necessities in Fengcheng Prefecture again and again, and this earthquake, the price of daily necessities has risen by another degree.

The rice noodles, which originally fell back to more than 100 Wen, now exceed 200 Wen.

It's a pity that the young and strong laborers of the entire Fengcheng Mansion are basically active, and the city is not only depressed, but also very few pedestrians who buy supplies.

When Ding Xuewei walked to a small grain store.

What I saw was not only the small bags of rice grain samples neatly arranged in the door frame, but also the shopkeeper and Xiao Er who were so bored that they stared at each other.

Thinking about it, the price of food is usually mentioned when the dynasty changes, and she turns into the grass shed after a meal.

"Little girl... Want to buy rice? ”

The shopkeeper of the grain store, seeing that Ding Xuewei was dressed so well, her eyes kept rolling back and forth in a few rice bags, some doubts, and some expectation, she put down her hand holding her chin and asked.

She has an outstanding appearance and a calm temperament.

At first glance, it is not a person from an ordinary family who bends his waist for five buckets of rice.

But in any family with some backgrounds, there will be a few servants in the family, and there is no need for the girl to go out to buy food.

In this earthquake, the number of fatalities is not much, but there are.

It's hard to say that the little girl in front of her is not lost and betrayed or bullied by a slave.

"These kinds are all polished rice, and the price is much the same, if you need more, I can give you a few pennies less." Shopkeeper temptation.

No matter how you look at it, the clothes on her body are worth two bags of rice.

"Little girl, I can tell you for sure that the price I will give you is lower than that of any grain store." Trick a little girl into buying good rice, he has no burden at all.

Ding Xuewei, who focuses on comparing several kinds of rice, lifted her eyelids.

"What if I take all your food here? Have you got all your inventory? ”

“··· This. ”

The shopkeeper suddenly felt that he was being amused.

His grain store is not small, and business has not been good recently, and it is expected that the sales volume will be less than 30% of the original, and there is a lot of backlog.

Although the price has gone up again, it is useless if it can't be sold!

"You talk about the price, it's appropriate for me to let someone pull it tomorrow." : Ding Xuewei is serious.

The shopkeeper's wordless gaze.

After a few minutes, he tentatively said, "Really? ”

"Fake." Ding Xuewei was a little funny: "I came to the city to buy rice, see that there is no one on your side, it is easier to think, if you don't want to sell, it doesn't matter." ”

"Sell." The shopkeeper is in good spirits.

If Ding Xuewei didn't smile and remained calm, he would still think that this baby was stimulated by something and came to find someone to make fun of him.

She was so naughty, and she was immediately relieved.

People who can joke will not have anything bad to do.

As far as what she wears, there is no problem at home, and she won't talk nonsense.

"If there is someone in Miss, you don't need Miss to let someone pull it, you will send it to Miss in the future, and Miss will leave an address... Miss rest assured, we will do a lot more when delivering goods, and it will not be affected by the current situation. The shopkeeper added one after another. (End of chapter)