Chapter 440

The next day.

Song Xintong wakes up after three hours of sleep. He rubs his weak waist and his mouth brims with a sweet smile. Lying for a while, outside the door came the voice of the twins whispering: "mother, why haven't you got up yet?"

"Is my mother ill?"

"My mother is in bed."

"My mother is so big, how can she stay in bed like a child?"

"Adults also stay in bed." Scroll sighed, "then we sit here and wait for mother to get up."

After sitting for a while, huajuan began to talk again, "I want to eat steamed dumplings."

Steamed bread sighed, "brother, you just ate xiaolongbao."

"I just want to." Huajuan Xu was caught cold at night and sneezed, "ahoo."

"Oh, it's in my mouth." When huajuan sneezed, the wind just blew, so he took a mouthful of sand.

"Bah, bah, bah." The scroll spat hard.

Steamed bread rubbed his nose, "there is sand in the wind."

Listening to the twins' conversation, song Xintong quickly gets up, puts on her coat, opens the door and lets them in.

Hearing the sound of opening the door, the twins immediately stood up and said, "mother, did we wake you up?"

"No Song Xintong let two people into the room, poured a cup of tea, let huajuan gargle, "can there be sand?"

With water in its mouth, the scroll turned around and spit out, "OK."

"Don't run outside in the wind. You'll get dark and eat a mouthful of sand." Song Xintong wiped their faces, always felt that there was sand in their eyelashes.

"Dad said to take us out riding tomorrow." The implication of steamed bread is that they are going out to play and can't stay at home all the time.

"How old were you when you were riding?" Song Xintong frowned, "in case of falling how to do?"“ That's what we're like when we fall. " Huajuan learned how to walk with a limp. He limped for two or three meters. He thought the action was too funny. He made himself laugh.

"Still laughing?" Song Xintong knocked on the forehead of the scroll, "if it's a broken leg, you'll cry."

"Niang, dad said that there are several foals outside. My brother and I are the best ones to ride." Mantou is also looking forward to going out to learn how to ride a horse. After all, boys have a heroic dream.

"I'll ask your father later." Song Xintong thinks foals should be relatively safe.

In the afternoon, song Xintong came out of the Yamen with a light veil and went to the street of Shahe county.

The street is actually a gathering place made up of several scattered houses. The street is full of yellow mud and potholes. When it rains, it must be full of mud and water, and there is a lot of sheep dung and horse dung on it. In a word, it is a mess, which is quite different from the clean and tidy capital.

In addition, these residents have a smell of sheep, and I don't know if they have hundreds of sheep at home.

Through the old and scattered streets, we came to the house that we saw being built yesterday.

"Madam, this is the main street of the new County in the future." The guide boy pointed to a four or five meter wide dirt road in the middle, which could run two or three carriages in parallel. It was very smooth and there was no pit.

The houses on both sides are Adobe houses, all rammed out by the men of Shahe County under the guidance of the invited craftsmen.

The wood used for the beams was cut in the mountains over there in Xinzhou, but the tiles were not. They were all made of felt made of hay and sheepskin. When every family had money, they would buy tiles to replace them.

People here in Shahe county mainly depend on raising sheep, and there are very few farmers, so there are a lot of idle labor force, so they are all taken by Lu Yun as labor force.

Moreover, these houses are all exchanged by labor force. If labor force is not enough, they will be exchanged for money. Most people are willing to live in strong and warm houses in winter, so they are very active in building houses.

Now, after two months of construction, the new county has begun to take shape. There are shops along the main street, which were bought by merchants who had done business in the county before.

Of course, a good location and shop will cost more money. If you build it according to your own idea, you will have to pay more money. Therefore, after building the new street for so long, the Yamen has not lost money, but has made a little money.

Song Xintong was originally a businessman. Seeing a good shop, he wanted to buy it, so he asked the boy beside him: "how much money do you want to buy the land along the street?"

The boy was shocked: "madam, are you going to drive the restaurant here?"

"The restaurant will do." In the past two years, song Xintong is not very optimistic about opening restaurants here. If cotton grapes can be planted here as she expected in the future, she can open a restaurant and inn to facilitate business.

"What did the lady buy it for?"

"Madame, it's useful to buy from. Why do you talk so much?" Daya scolded, "go and ask how much money you want."

The boy ran to one side to look for the document, and soon the document came, "madam, which piece of land do you want to buy? This is all about the main street. "

"The little fellow said:" Madam naturally wants to buy the location of the center

The document turned over the plan, "the central office has been occupied, or I'll ask someone to discuss with that person."

"No more." Song Xintong looked around and pointed to an open space in front of him, "just there."

The clerk and others were shocked: so casual?

Song Xintong saw that there was a crossroad ahead, with houses built on both sides and roads still under construction in the center. She felt that this position was better than the so-called central point in Wenshu.

"How old are you, madam?" I asked again.

"Three acres and three cents." Song Xintong plans to build a 20% tavern, and the area behind it will be empty. In the future, whether it's an inn or anything else, it's OK to build a yard at that time. Then he points to the position in front of the reserved land, "empty the front for me, and build a small square wider for the carriage to enter or turn around."

"Yes." Naturally, the clerks listened to his wife's words and moved the place where they planned to repair the house to the back.

The document also asked: "because the construction of houses needs to replace silver with labor, does the lady replace it with silver?"

Song Xintong nodded: "well, how much?"

The document said, "fifteen Liang."

For Shahe County, a remote place, 15 Liang is a huge sum of money that ordinary people can't imagine in their whole life, and it also requires several years of money for merchants.

Song Xintong nodded and let Daya pay directly.

"Madam, are you not afraid of losing money?"

Song Xintong didn't pay attention to fifteen Liang silver. "What are you afraid of? I've helped your master earn income."

One side of the document heard, immediately feel that the master and his wife feelings good.

The news here was heard by other small businesses. They all felt that the county magistrate's wife was a black sheep. If she gave 15 liang of silver to her family, she would lose money and die. After all, the shop song Xintong wanted to build was on the edge.

And in Song Xintong next to the small business households immediately feel relieved, the county magistrate's wife bought, even if they should not be more than the county magistrate at a loss.

Song Xintong didn't know what other people thought. Anyway, she bought it.

After I bought it, I only told the craftsmen what I wanted to look like, so I didn't plan to take care of it.

Lu Yunkai sent someone to invite the craftsman from the city outside, and he has seen a lot of the world. "Such a good house should be made of green bricks."

Song Xintong doesn't want to be too special, so adobe house is adobe house. Anyway, it's warm in winter and cool in summer.