Chronicle of Farming in Muxianfu

Chapter 437 Opening the town
Dayu watched Tao'er disappear on the official road, his eyes were a little bit reluctant, Mu Ai took his hand, and said with a smile, "Do I want to follow Tao'er to help the second prince?"

Dayu shook his head, "Brother Tao will be an official in the future, and now is a rare and good opportunity, but Er only wants to guard the property left by his mother and take good care of his younger siblings. He doesn't want to be an official, and he doesn't want to leave home."

Mu Ai burst out laughing, and grabbed his son's shoulders, "I didn't expect my son to be so worthless, it's okay, mom has stepped half a foot into the Palace of Hades this time, and now she's back with her life, and from now on, she'll just eat, drink and have fun , you have to take care of everything else."

Dayu bowed his head and remained silent for a while, then responded with a straight face, "Okay, I will work hard later, and I will never let my mother be so tired again."

Mu Ai rubbed the top of his head, "Mom said earlier, as long as you don't treat these shopkeepers poorly, you can do anything else, and you will gain experience. Come on, the future head of the Muxian Mansion, discuss these women and children with your mother." Let's arrange it."

The mother and son entered the room, together with Ouyang, they flipped through the magazines they found in the space. They were bought by Mu Ai when he was in college, and there were mostly pillows, plush toys, small backpacks, small cups, etc. The waiting pictures were exquisite and cute, so that Xing'er, Cheng'er and Simba who were practicing handwriting gathered in front of them and chattered for one, and Xiao An's girls also stretched their heads to look at it, saying it was funny and cute.

Dayu thought for a moment, and suddenly understood his mother's intention, and asked, "Mom, do you want the women and children in the camp to make these small objects for sale?"

"Smart!" Mu Ai praised the eldest son without hesitation, and then said, "This is Rongcheng, the place with the most complete fabrics in the world, and almost every woman is good at embroidery. If you want to make such small objects, it shouldn't be too late." If it’s difficult, let’s build a small workshop, place the women in the camp to work, and then open a shop to sell it exclusively, and build a Yucai Academy with the money earned to teach children literacy and arithmetic, or learn crafts.”

"That's great, madam is so wise." After hearing this, Xiao'an's servant girls were the first to say hello. They spend all day with the old women or young wives in the camp, and they are the most familiar with them. I also know how good their female celebrities are.This needlework of sewing small objects is unaffected by wind and rain, and it is not too tiring. It is simply the most suitable work for women.

Dayu nodded and said yes, as for Ouyang, what Mu Ai was going to do, he never thought of refuting, so the matter was settled like this.

On the second day, the family ate early, changed their clothes, and went to the city to check the market, but in fact they went shopping.At first, the victims in the camp thought that Mrs. Xian was going to abandon them, but after some explanations from Xiaoan, and seeing that the villa was still there, they felt a little relieved.

Rongcheng deserves to be known as the most affluent city in Baihua. The city is faintly bustling and bustling than Huadu. There are several streets where various merchants gather, and there are even more banners and plaques. My son added a hibiscus flower hairpin made of tiny pearl strings, and went to the embroidery village to add new clothes to the whole family, including the maidservants. At lunch, Ouyang waited for Mu Ai and a few children to take a nap, then turned around and went to the Ping An Inn, found Ren Baiyi, gave them detailed instructions, and then left Ren Baiyi and others with a happy or wry smile on their faces, and hurried back Food is what matters, and it happened that Mu Ai and a few children woke up, and everyone went shopping for another hour before leaving the city and returning to the camp.

On the third day, Mu Shiqi finally bought a piece of land, which happened to include the camp and a small hill behind, a total of [-] mu.Thanks to the flood, the original owner of the land was afraid after hearing too much about the rocks falling, so he wanted to sell the land at a low price and set up a shop in the city.

Thus, Mu Shiqi got the title deed at half the usual price, and the government office was also put on the shelf.

Mu Ai and Ouyang walked around the camp for two days hand in hand, and then dragged Dayu to write and draw pictures, and planned a prototype of a small town that was half commercial and half residential, and then threw it to Dayu with three little ones who were eager to get their hands dirty. Go Zhang Luo.

Dayu usually took care of the shop, mostly checking the account books and other miscellaneous things. This was the first time he was in charge of such a huge construction project. At the beginning, he couldn't figure it out and was a little flustered, but he stabilized within two days and directed everyone. Purchasing materials, recruiting workers and hiring manpower, all the big and small things were arranged in an orderly manner, and Mu Shiqi, who seemed to be helpful, nodded their heads and secretly rejoiced.

Xing'er assigned a task of registering people, holding a notebook and pencil, and wrote down the names of the old women, old men, young wives, and children who were stranded in the camp, and even asked them carefully about their specialties. She was praised by her mother and elder brother, and she was so happy that she asked more carefully when recording.

Simba and Cheng'er followed Mu Shiqi and others into the city to buy, and everything from sand and gravel to small vegetable oil and salt had to pass through their hands. They dealt with shrewd merchants all day, and they became more calm. The accounts are also remembered in great detail.

Xiao An and the others still had lingering fears about their wife's lethargy this time, no matter how busy the camp was, they had to leave someone to take care of them, fearing that there would be anything wrong with the mistress.But Mu Ai gets together with Ouyang almost all the time, and both of them have a quiet temperament, so the girl who stays behind to serve often just serves tea and has nothing to do, and slowly runs out to help.

Mu Ai kept his word, and after throwing the blueprints to a few children, he really didn't care about the slightest thing. He read and drew pictures every day, took a walk around with Ouyang, or occasionally cooked a sumptuous meal for the children. Very leisurely and comfortable.

In less than two or three days like this, the already deserted camp became lively again, and those victims who had returned to their nearby homes gathered again. After all, after the flood, although the houses at home were still there, the fields were also planted. They bought cabbage, but to start a new life, it would be good to earn an extra penny, so as soon as they heard about the recruitment, they came back to help the workers to do some manual work.

Laying foundations, laying ground dragons, laying walls, digging trenches to build a long outer wall, the construction site is in full swing and busy.Similarly, Ren Baiyi and the others in Rongcheng were too busy to touch the ground, and had to be interrogated by their harsh leader every night, which was simply miserable.

Time flows like water, January flies by, and at the end of September, when you can already feel a little cool in the morning and evening, a neat and beautiful town is built on the official road [-] miles outside Rongcheng.

The one closest to the roadside is an inn. There are several large rooms in the front yard, which are places for businessmen passing by on weekdays to eat, and the spacious courtyard and clean guest rooms in the back are places for accommodation.On the left side of the inn is a vermilion lacquered gatehouse, with two thick pine gates covered with rivets. When the gates are opened, the bluestone road that can accommodate two cars in parallel extends into the town.With the gate closed, the town becomes its own world.

On the left side of Qingshi Road, near the back of the inn, a row of 66 row houses was built, with [-] rooms in each row, and a small courtyard separated by fences for every three rooms. Simple atmosphere.On the right side of the road are a few large high-beam houses that I don't know what to use, but they are much more exquisitely built than those row houses.

Behind the sorghum house is more than ten acres of farmland. It is very convenient to grow vegetables or rice on weekdays.

At the end of Qingshi Road is a courtyard with three entrances, which will be the fabric workshop in the future.

The whole town is backed by the hillside and looks forward to the official road, which is very convenient for entering the city or traveling far.

That night, Dayu showed his mother a pile of ledgers, and then said that tomorrow, someone will go to the city to find a fortune teller to calculate an auspicious date.Although Mu Ai is known as a fairy, she doesn't believe in fortune-telling and divination. It is better to hit the sun than to choose a date, so I set a simple celebration for tomorrow.

So, everyone was busy in the morning of the second day. Just before noon, long firecrackers hung from the gatehouse to the ground, and Dayu lit them himself. Amidst the deafening bang, paper scraps flew, and the children covered their ears and went around. Running and jumping.

After the sound of firecrackers, the two pine gates were pushed open by four young men, and an old man shouted loudly, "The town is opened, the town is opened!" The long hoarse and joyful voice was heard far away.

Merchants who happened to pass by on the official road saw them from a distance and stopped to watch curiously, while those hired workers and disaster victims who had been busy here for a month stood respectfully by the door, waiting for Mrs. Xian's family to enter first.

An hour earlier, Mu Ai was changed into a silver brocade dress by Xiaoan and the others, with hibiscus hairpins on her temples, and a beaded phoenix hairpin. It has the charm of exiled immortals as imagined by the common people.

Dayu Xing'er and Cheng'er Simba were also dressed up in the same costumes. Mu Ai remembered the few clothes in the space, so she picked out a black brocade and embroidered Goshawk's, and insisted that Ouyang change into it. Ouyang was helpless and frowned. The frown changed, but when he came downstairs, everyone stared at him and couldn't turn their eyes away.

He has always been dressed in black bunt civilian guard attire, and everyone is used to it, but today's brocade clothes add to his body, but it makes him handsome, ruthless, as if the whole person is like the goshawk on the clothes Ordinary, aloof and cold, soaring beyond the nine heavens, looking down on all beings with cold eyes.No matter how everyone compares them, they seem to be different from the taciturn guard on weekdays.

Mu Ai saw that he was frowning and his face was a little red when he was watched by everyone, and he was amused, so he stepped forward to straighten his clothes, and said in a low voice, "I'm afraid you will wear this kind of clothes often in the future, it will be a long time , I'm used to it." After speaking, he couldn't help it, lowered his voice, and quickly whispered something in his ear.Then, with a slightly red face, he turned his head and told everyone, "Go out."

Several children and maidservants responded, opened the door and went out.

Ouyang walked at the end, looking at the dignified and noble woman in front, the corners of her mouth curled up, handsome?I remember that she once engraved this word on the small seal, presumably it was to praise him for being handsome...

Mu Ai and Ouyang brought a few children to the front of the gatehouse together. All the craftsmen and victims saluted in unison. Walk in the road.

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