Chapter 345： Resettlement of refugees

Jiang Sanlang was even more surprised than Chun Niang when he saw the scene in front of him.

Although he knew that his daughter could take things out of thin air, he didn't know that there was such a place where he and his wife could also come in.

"Bao'er, you can bring people in, have you told others about this?" Jiang Sanlang was still worried about his daughter's recklessness.

Although that Zhou Wuchang is her master, he is different from her and her wife.

That person is not the one who raised Yingbao, nor can he care about Yingbao wholeheartedly.

Moreover, Jiang Sanlang could see that Zhou Wuchang had a deep mind and didn't care about the life and death of villagers like himself.

"No, I told the master that we can only collect items, not living creatures." Naturally, Ying Bao couldn't completely believe the master.

But it is true that the master offended Pei Shi first in order to vent his anger.

That Pei Shixian is insidious. If he says anything in front of the emperor, he will probably kill the master first.

Firstly for himself, and secondly to repay his master, Yingbao had no choice but to take this trick, let his master show his miracles, and compete with Pei Shixian.

Jiang Sanlang was pleased, "That's good."

So the couple, led by their daughter, walked around the cave, then took the gourd boat to the luminous ball, and climbed to the top along the gourd vine ladder made by Yingbao.

Then Jiang Sanlang and his wife were shocked again.

The swaying peonies, wood dandelions and honeysuckle exude a faint fragrance.

Peach trees, pear trees, apple trees, mandarin oranges, lychees, longan grapes, etc. are in full bloom. Some of the fruit trees are already bearing fruit, and some are just immature green fruits.

There is also a clear spring in the middle of the fruit trees, nestled in the middle of a melon field.

Jiang Sanlang visually estimated that this piece of land was about five or six acres, no smaller than the land area below.

This is a bit strange.

This big ball of light is not that big when you look at it from below, but it looks different when you reach it from above.

 Jiang Sanlang also saw some daily necessities here, as well as a lot of grains.

It is probably used by little girls to boil juice and make wine.

Seeing that there were still a lot of picked fruits in the basket on the ground, Jiang Sanlang and Chun Niang decided to help their daughter brew a batch of fruit wine.

"There are not enough jars here. I will buy more tomorrow."

 Jiang Sanlang checked them one by one and said, "Buy a few more wooden barrels and a large water tank." He wanted to raise some fish and shrimp in the water tank to see if they could survive.

Yingbao: "Okay, mom and dad, if you think you need anything else, we can buy it back together later."

Jiang Sanlang waved his hand, "I understand, you go and have a rest first, and we will call you when we are done."

There is a small bamboo bed here. There is a quilt on the small bamboo bed. There are several large wooden boxes next to the bamboo bed. They are probably the daughter's private rooms.

Ying Bao lay down on the bamboo bed, with her head on the pillow, tilted her head and looked at her busy parents, and fell asleep unconsciously.

When I woke up, I saw my parents still busy at work.

“Father, mother, you go back and have a rest.” Father and mother, they had been busy for who knows how long. They actually cooked several pots of fruits and put them all in basins to dry.

Jiang Sanlang and Chun Niang were indeed tired, so they left the cave under the leadership of their daughter.

Jiang Sanlang and his wife did not react for a moment when they suddenly appeared outside.

It was already dark outside at this time. If it weren't for a wind lantern burning under the eaves of the corridor, Jiang Sanlang wouldn't even know he was out.

He and his wife left the daughter's room, quietly went to the eaves of the verandah to turn off the lantern, and then returned to the house to rest.

In the next few days, every evening, Jiang Sanlang and Chun Niang would go to the cave to do some work. Later, they simply let their daughter go out by themselves and go in to pick them up when the time came.

Yingbao spent his days planting kudzu vines around the village, and asked several stonemasons to go to the mountains far away to cut stones and transport them back to the village to build stone pagodas.

Zhou Wuchang’s master and disciples did not leave either. They usually took their eldest apprentice around for walks and even went to other villages.

Mr. Wu works as a temporary teacher in the village school, teaching students in advanced classes. Fast forward to October, Jiang Jie entered the county school and officially became a student member.

Since he just passed the college examination this year, he became a Linshan student directly without taking the annual examination, and he also received his first Lin grain and four taels of silver.

Jiang Jie gave the rice and the fish, meat and vegetables from the county government to his aunt. He went back to the specialty shop to eat every day and also came back to stay at night.

One day, he saw Chen Changping. The two only looked at each other briefly, then turned and left.

Yingbao is very free these days because the weather is too cold and gloomy, which is not suitable for planting saplings. Even if she covers it with dead leaves, the vine saplings will not grow.

At the market outside Dongchen Village, there are now many unfamiliar faces.

Some of them are from nearby villages, and some are refugees who have fled.

The refugees living in the old village became homeless again because of a flood.

Fortunately, they were smart enough to escape from their homes when it rained heavily. Some fled to Beishan, while others returned to the Dongchen Village market and hid under the hut built by Jiang Sanlang, barely escaping.

After that, these people became much more well-behaved and did not dare to go against Dongchen Village. They looked for work everywhere during the day and lived in shacks in the market at night.

But now it’s winter, and it’s about to snow, so the thatched shack with all the ventilation is no protection from the cold.

So several refugees approached Chief Chen and asked him to let them build a hut on the south **** to keep out the cold. Patriarch Chen was naturally not happy.

But Sun Lizheng ignored these refugees for a long time. The county government seemed to have forgotten these victims and did not provide a solution.

Finally, Patriarch Chen and Jiang Sanlang worked together to carve out a piece of land on the wasteland a little far away from the market and build houses for the refugees.

However, we made a verbal agreement with them before building the house. They were not allowed to steal or do anything detrimental to Chencun. Otherwise, the house would be taken back and they would be asked to leave.

The refugees were overjoyed upon hearing this and immediately nodded in agreement.

This place is the wealthiest village in the entire Chuanhe Town. If I and others can take root here, a good life will be just around the corner.

So, before the snow fell, Jiang Sanlang led a group of villagers to help these people build houses.

In order to save time and materials, these houses are connected to the mountains, with twelve rooms in a row and three rows in total.

Jiang Sanlang doesn't care how many people there are in each household. Anyway, one household will be given two houses.

None of the refugees dared to speak, for fear of angering the village masa and driving them away.

After repeated disasters, the refugees also understood that if they want to stay and live, they must abide by the rules here.

After allocating the houses, Jiang Sanlang pointed to the sapodilla trees surrounding the village and said: "If you want to make money, there are a lot of saponins on the saponaria trees. Go and pick them. Someone will buy the sapodilla rice you peeled off." ”

My daughter told me that the specialty shop can purchase saponin rice and honey locusts, and if the quality is good, the price will be very respectable. As long as these refugees are diligent, the money earned from selling saponaria rice will be able to survive the winter.

When the refugees heard that the village leader allowed them to pick honey locusts, they couldn't help but be overjoyed and quickly thanked Jiang Sanlang.

They have also lived here for a period of time and know that these honey locust trees were planted by the little fairy boy of the Muramasa family and are the private property of the Muramasa family.

But Muramasa actually asked them to pick honey locusts and said that someone would come to buy them. How could they not burst into tears of gratitude?

Then Jiang Sanlang said: "When you pick the honey locusts, you are not allowed to break the honey locust branches."

“That’s natural.” The leading refugee said, “We must be careful.”

Jiang Sanlang: "I'll take you back to cut some bamboo poles when I come back, and you can use the bamboo poles to pick them."

The honey locust tree is very tall and has many poisonous spikes on its body, making it difficult to get close, so it is necessary to use a long bamboo pole to reach it.

It is to split the bamboo pole a little bit at one end and use a tree stick to support it.

When picking acacia, poke the root of the acacia with the split end and twist it, and the acacia will be removed.

As long as the bamboo pole is long enough, it can also be unscrewed from the top of the tree.

This is how children in the village pick fruits from the top of trees.