GBP Chapter 440 Seemingly Fantastical, But Actually Feasible
Chapter 440 Seemingly Fantastical, But Actually Feasible
Chapter 440 Seemingly Fantastical, But Actually Feasible
Wen Luozhi was a little surprised to see Miao Qian, who looked to be only about twenty-five or twenty-six years old.
What kind of deity did they offend to be sent here to manage four poor towns?
Wei Yi had told her that this man had been in the desolate town for several years, and it was remarkable that he had managed to stay for so long; he himself would have run away long ago.
"I'll call someone to help in a bit. If we don't have enough money..."
"If you don't have enough silver..."
Miao Qian's face turned bright red. What if he didn't have enough money?! He didn't have any money either! He regretted speaking so soon.
"I'll offer one or two!" Fang Da suddenly said, and Miao Qian looked up at him sharply.
This……
It's not right for everyone to have worked so hard to earn a little money, is it?
Since Fang Da, the eldest brother, had spoken, Fang Er and Wei Yi, the two younger brothers, immediately chimed in, "I'll contribute one tael too!" The two of them said in unison.
“I’ll offer ten taels,” Wen Luozhi followed closely behind.
Even her lowly subordinates have donated, so shouldn't she, as the head of the household, also do something?
More than ten taels of silver were given to Miao Qian, who was so moved that he almost cried.
“You…” His eyes glistened with tears.
Next up is Yin En. He has spent almost all of his savings over the years, and can only afford to take out two more taels.
After him came the people from the desolate town. Some gave ten coins, some five, and even if it was only one coin, everyone genuinely wanted to help.
This gave Miao Qian an extra twenty taels of silver, and his eyes glistened with tears.
"I hope everyone is doing well. I've let you all down these past years."
The people of the desolate town didn't blame him at all. They were all so poor, how could the officials possibly plunder their wealth? Impossible!
Everyone treats him like he's invisible; it seems like it makes little difference whether he's there or not.
The only thing is that there are still no murders or arsons in the town; at most, people steal because they are poor.
Yin Huazi, this villain, isn't from their desolate town; she came from another town in the last two years.
Miao Qian was in charge of settling those people outside the town, while Yin En stayed inside the town.
There were two dilapidated temples in the town, which were relatively large. Once they were used to settle the elderly, women and children, that would be enough.
With a place to stay, the people of Linxun Town felt somewhat at ease, and Yin En then ordered someone to cook porridge.
They had originally thought that a few grains of rice in the water would be enough to smell the aroma, but they didn't expect that Yin En had someone cook a thick porridge, and each person also had a multigrain steamed bun.
Upon realizing they could survive, everyone huddled together and cried.
Yin En felt heavy-hearted, as if a huge rock was pressing down on her, and Miao Qian felt the same way.
What will we do after these few days of food? We need to figure out a way to keep everyone alive...
Although everything was settled, Yoon-eun was still worried and told everyone to make sure they didn't sleep too soundly that night, since it's always good to be cautious.
In the following days, more people came to the desolate town, but they were stopped by Miao Qian's men as soon as they reached the outskirts of the town.
"Mayor! You've finally arrived! We thought..."
Seeing Qi Shu, a grown man, raise his hand to wipe away tears, the old town mayor insisted on being at the back of the group when they set off for the desolate town, fearing that they would fall behind and get lost.
It's good to be alive.
Qi Shu forced a smile at them, and soon after, Miao Qian's men took him to the town.
When the officials recounted the incident of the people from Linxun Town stealing their stalls, Qi Shu's old face turned black with shame.
He repeatedly told me not to cause trouble when we arrived in the desolate town, but...
Ugh!
"Mr. Miao, Mayor Yin, I've caused you a lot of trouble."
Upon seeing the person, Qi Shu was about to kneel down when Miao Qian helped him up and sit down, showing no airs of an official whatsoever.
"Mayor Qi, what happened in Linxun Town? It was fine when I went there a few months ago, wasn't it?" Miao Qian asked, frowning.
They were certainly poor, but back then it didn't warrant the relocation of the entire town.
Qi Shu clenched his fists, his voice tinged with sorrow, "Strange rocks are falling from the mountain one after another, and many houses have been damaged."
At the time, he wanted to wait a while and see, but the strange rock showed no sign of giving up.
Their town was surrounded by a ring of strange rocks, so he stopped gambling after that.
They came here because they heard that the only town along this road was a small, deserted one where people could still farm some land.
Miao Qian nodded. The rugged town would probably cease to exist from now on; that would be too tragic.
After drinking a glass of water and eating something, Qi Shu felt a little more alive.
He shakily pulled a small, tattered cloth bag from his pocket and placed it on the table, saying, "This is the money each family contributed before we set off, less than a hundred taels."
Qi Shu was incredibly grateful when he remembered hearing on the way to town that the townspeople drank thick rice porridge.
"We need money to eat these things, so we must keep them."
As for the future, he really didn't know what to do and was at his wit's end.
Wen Luozhi was in the room, resting her chin on her hand, lost in thought, while Fang Da and the others chattered away beside her.
"Grandpa, I heard that Linxun Town is almost gone, it's so tragic, we've even lost our homes."
"Our town is so poor, what will they do in the future?"
Fang Er felt a surge of pride for a moment after saying those words. How much better off could the others be? Setting up a stall didn't seem like a long-term solution.
Fang Da said he was meddling in other people's business, so he obediently shut up and said nothing more. Anyway, they had already done what they could.
"Tsk," Wen Luozhi tapped the table. Linxun Town had about two hundred people, only slightly more than their Shanquan Village.
"What am I going to do now?" she muttered to herself, then continued, "Of course, they'll come and plant Sichuan peppercorns for me, and make money off me!"
The three brothers were all shocked by these words.
"Master, are you talking nonsense?" Wei Yi reached out in alarm to check if Wen Luozhi had a fever, but she slapped him down with a spatula.
"Didn't I tell you guys? My family owns several restaurants, and we use a lot of Sichuan peppercorns."
"I'll plant those small plots of land outside since they don't cost me any money! The only costs will be labor and transporting them out."
Wen Luozhi felt that it sounded like a pipe dream or even absurd and unrealistic, but upon closer inspection, it was entirely feasible.
She used to exchange the Sichuan peppercorns for hot pot from the system, and it wasn't cheap to get them with points.
Unlike the people in the desolate town of Weiyi, they had limited horizons.
Fang Da, who was exiled from a wealthy land, could completely understand.
"Sir, whatever you want to do, we'll support you."
"It doesn't matter if we lose money, as long as we brothers have a bowl of soup, you'll get a piece of meat to eat!"
He spoke sincerely, and although Wen Luozhi was moved, she still felt that he lacked confidence.
"Alright, I'll go see Mayor Yin and the others tomorrow and see what they have to say."
Thinking that Fang Da and the others wouldn't be leaving, she smiled and said, "From now on, I'll let you all earn big money. We'll share the good fortune!"
She felt that her biggest gain from coming here was getting to know Fang Da and the others. She had to admit that she felt good about spending time with them and that they were trustworthy.