Jiang Xiaoxiao recently went to the provincial city and bought quite a few books, about the history of this dynasty, and various other books.
Of course, in the teahouse and study, she heard a lot of news. In summary, the point is that wanting to live a stable life here is really not easy; the local people here are living in extre misery.
Now she wants to go straight to the provincial city, but firstly, her travel permit is not valid.
In recent days, after listening for quite so ti, she finally understood that in the letter the original owner left, wanting to impersonate this lady’s identity is really not easy because this lady’s family has already been exterminated.
To put it bluntly, she’s the descendant of a rebel. If Jiang Xiaoxiao pretends to be this Miss Jiang Xuei, she’d probably be imdiately captured and treated as a criminal’s descendant, made into a governnt slave.
In this era, without a travel permit, you can’t move a step.
Jiang Xiaoxiao was a bit disheartened.
Number Ten is deeply hidden, not easy to find.
To find Number Ten without a trace is really not that easy, and even leaving this small area is difficult now.
Since she can’t leave, she must take root here and live for now.
But as an ordinary person, it isn’t easy either. Haven’t you heard that the villagers here suffer not only from the taxes and harassnts of the soldiers but also from bandits and foreign invaders? She really has to think of so way to survive here.
Becoming strong and powerful, becoming a local overlord — maybe it would be easier to uncover information about Number Ten.
Jiang Xiaoxiao was troubled; she truly didn’t intend to beco a local overlord, ruling the world.
She’s just a modern young woman with ideals and aspirations.
What’s going on!
The silver notes were divided into three parts.
One part was pushed to Li Tieniu.
Li Tieniu looked, full of doubt, but surprisingly did not ask.
This is what trust is?
Jiang Xiaoxiao felt sowhat embarrassed. She had obtained complete trust from others, but unfortunately, deep down, it was still all for the mission.
"Originally, we said these silver notes would be split half and half between our two families. However, considering that once harvest ti cos, those foreigners might surely try to rob our grain, and those bandits may beco covetous.
Compared to the surrounding villages, our village is the weakest, and the weakest are always targeted first. Thus, let’s divide the silver notes into three parts. The villagers can take one part to improve their hos and daily lives, I’ll take another part.
The remaining silver notes from both our families can be combined to fortify so walls around the village as defense works. That way, if bandits or foreign invaders harass us, we can resist them on the spot.
It’s much better than being ravaged by bandits and foreign invaders year after year."
"But we don’t have enough manpower!"
Li Tieniu knew that once the walls were built, their place would resemble a garrison fortress like those of the soldiers.
Much safer and easier to defend, rather than the village being wide open, for anyone to co in and plunder.
We can advance to attack and retreat to defend.
But in the village, there aren’t many strong young n to do this kind of physical work.
Without young and strong n stepping up, it can’t be done.
"I’ve thought about it; I saw at the street market in Yann Pass provincial city there are many displaced citizens. Our village is underpopulated; we could bring those people here, provide them food and shelter, and let them work for us in exchange, first by helping us build the walls.
This will solve their hunger and shelter problems, and of course, help us solve our wall building problem. It’s a win-win."
Li Tieniu was overjoyed.
"Great idea!"
Zhao Family Castle built a wall to protect their village, but in their minds, it would cost a lot of silver and wasn’t sothing easily built.
But now, with Jiang Xiaoxiao saying this, Li Tieniu suddenly felt their village beca grand and magnificent at once.
So they imdiately set to work, and Li Tieniu prepared to find people right away.
In Yann Pass, because of the war, there were many holess people.
They were almost all selling their children.
The governnt didn’t care; surviving was a matter of luck for these people.
Now, providing a al, who knows how many people would be willing to work.
"Don’t rush. In a few days, it will be autumn harvest, and the grain prices will go down. We need to store more grain ourselves, to save from buying at a higher price later."
Jiang Xiaoxiao considered that this way, her grain could be brought out indirectly.
To help these refugees a bit.
Looking at the refugees in Yann Pass, dressed in rags, skin and bones, dragging their families around, holding grass bids waiting to be sold,
Jiang Xiaoxiao couldn’t remain indifferent.
The governnt is corrupt, the country in decline, and the people here living worse than death.
Being able to eat and survive had beco a luxury.
Jiang Xiaoxiao really couldn’t just stand by and watch.
Now that she can’t leave, she might as well do what she can.
Change so people’s fate.
Li Tieniu scratched his head, laughing naively.
"Mr. Jiang is indeed amazing. Now is indeed the best ti to accumulate food; rather than letting those grain rchants profit and exploit us, it’s better for us to keep it for ourselves."
Just at this mont, Lin Dawang ca in with so people.
Lin Dawang had heard earlier that Li Tieniu and Mr. Jiang were discussing things.
He didn’t send anyone to announce his arrival since he was quick-footed and barged in directly.
"Li Tieniu, Mr. Jiang!"
"Brother Lin, what’s the matter with you? If you have sothing to say, let’s talk outside. Don’t disturb Mr. Jiang’s rest."
Li Tieniu was a bit displeased.
In Jiang Xiaoxiao’s place, they’ve always been very respectful, and the villagers highly regard Jiang Xiaoxiao.
No one usually cos to disturb Jiang Xiaoxiao.
Lin Dawang looked at Jiang Xiaoxiao, "Mr. Jiang, Li Tieniu, with such good business, you actually keep it from , Lin Dawang? No matter how you put it, we have been brothers through life and death; doing this is a bit unkind, isn’t it?"
Lin Dawang found a chair himself and sat down, obviously not intending to leave.
Li Tieniu got anxious.
Jiang Xiaoxiao gestured with a hand; Lin Dawang was different from Li Tieniu, and it seed he knew about Li Tieniu’s snowflake salt dealings.
Money moves people’s hearts.
He was really anxious.
"Brother Lin, what do you an? Could you clarify a bit more?"
Jiang Xiaoxiao patted Li Tieniu’s shoulder and also sat down.
Li Tieniu, feeling the few pats on his shoulder, suddenly cald down inside.
What could Lin Dawang do?
As long as he, Li Tieniu, was there, no one could bully Mr. Jiang.
He sat down firmly.
"Yes, Brother Lin, can you clarify what you an? How are we being unkind?"
Lin Dawang looked at Li Tieniu in surprise. Just now, Li Tieniu had been startled like a guilty little thief. But Mr. Jiang’s presence had imdiately steadied him.
It seed Mr. Jiang was more impressive than he’d thought.
"Li Tieniu, what’s going on with the snowflake salt? Don’t deny it; my people saw you delivering salt, specifically snowflake salt, to the Wu family in the provincial city of Yann Pass. With such profitable business, how can you keep it all to yourself? When there’s money to be made, shouldn’t everyone earn together!"
Jiang Xiaoxiao laughed out loud.
"Brother Lin, don’t your cheeks feel hot saying that?"
Lin Dawang’s face indeed felt burning.
How could it not?
Private salt trading has always been done individually, with each having different capital. How could it be done together?
That would surely lead to losses.
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