Daming: I asked you to hang yourself, but I didn’t ask you to rebuild the Ming Dynasty

Next to a herringbone road sign, several place names were written in white fonts.

The directions to Handu, Dengzhou and Xiangyang are written on the right side.

The directions to Xichuan and Nanyang are written on the left.

"what!"

Song Xiance sighed:

"This signboard is very clear and concise. It saves you the trouble of asking for directions!"

He secretly remembered that this could be implemented in Dashun.

Song Xiance walked along the way, stopping and stopping.

It wasn't that he didn't want to go straight to Handu, but the roads were built in sections.

Many places have not been repaired yet!

However, fortunately, the road construction team built a sidewalk. Although it was only a rammed earth road, it was considered smooth.

Song Xiance walked on the ground in Gyeonggi Province looking strange.

Along the way, Song Xiance felt as if he had entered another world.

The low shacks that can be seen everywhere form a sharp contrast with the red-brick and blue-tiled houses being built.

Song Xiance asked passers-by.

It is said that the continuous shacks are where workers live. They exist alone or are put together in a mess. They are gathering areas for refugees.

I heard from the people that the emperor recruited refugees near the capital and gave them money, which stimulated those refugees who were still waiting for government relief around Nanyang.

So, these people escaped privately and prepared to work and make money.

Who knew that when the emperor recruited civilian husbands, they were all selected from the Nanyang refugee base camp.

A few scattered civilians can't find a job at all.

It just so happened that the early refugees who had earned money had to build houses and make furniture. Some of them even had bright minds and began to make money-making tools, preparing to become businessmen.

Those refugee villages that were allocated land early on needed a large number of migrant workers.

These people stayed like this.

Although it is not as much as working for the emperor, it is still much better than waiting for relief in Nanyang.

Song Xiance found some refugees and asked them carefully.

The minimum wage for the civilian men recruited by the emperor was ten copper coins per day. If they had skills, they would get more.

Even those with excellent skills will be given the status of official!

The construction site sponsored by the imperial court is the place where the refugees most want to work.

And they, the common people who work for the common people, only have between five and eight copper coins every day.

Even a skilled citizen only has ten copper coins.

However, the good thing is that they are all in charge of the food.

With the opportunity to make money, naturally no one dares to sit still.

In this way, the refugees who spontaneously divided their jobs helped Zhu Youjian solve the employment problem of 10,000+ refugees.

Although it is a drop in the bucket, the significance it represents is significant!

——Society is gradually recovering!

……

Song Xiance came to a village without knowing it.

Looking up, the low shack can still be seen showing signs of being built in less than a year.

This should be the gathering point for the first batch of refugees who were divided into areas.

Although, it only lasted less than a year!

However, several new houses have already been built in the open space next to the village.

These houses include blue bricks and red bricks.

Song Xiance sighed, these people - I am afraid they will spontaneously become Zhu Youjian's strongest supporters...

Song Xiance looked towards the path at the entrance of the village. There was a small wooden sign with the name of the village written on it.

I saw that this village was called "Saint Grace Village".

"what!"

"How many Holy Grace Villages have I seen along the way?"

Song Xiance scratched his head.

There are not eight, maybe there are ten, right?

As for Huangen Village, you can see it everywhere...

Song Xiance, who had seen a lot of things in the Han capital, confirmed his guess just from the name - this was indeed the first refugee gathering place allocated land by the emperor.

Song Xiance, who had long forgotten the purpose of his trip, asked his entourage to stay on the roadside while he walked towards the village.

"Wang Wang Wang!"

A rhubarb suddenly jumped out of the weeds and barked at Song Xiance.

The Chinese Imperial Dog is a kind of sacred dog that can form gangs and determine the boss.

(The Chinese Garden Dog also has a domineering name - Chinese Imperial Dog. It is said that it got its name from Qin Shihuang, who once toured the world holding the Imperial Dog in his hand.)

I don't know how much dog language is contained in this bark. In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen local dogs sprang out and surrounded Song Xiance eagerly, making bite gestures.

"Go! Go! Go!"

Song Xiance picked up a rough egg and pretended to hit it.

"Woooo~oooh~!"

Seeing that they were about to be beaten, the big yellows ran away with their tails between their legs, then turned around and barked at him from a distance they thought was safe.

Song Xiance picked up a dead branch on the roadside to prevent the vicious dog from jumping up and giving him a bite.

But when these bastards saw Song Xiance holding a stick, their dark eyes rolled, and they unexpectedly ran away a little further, standing there with their heads raised and barking.

When Song Xiance saw the dog running away, he started walking towards the village.

At the entrance of the village, there is a house built like a three-story building.

Song Xiance looked around and saw the civilian men holding on to the gun ropes and lifting the beams through gourds (a type of pulley) hung on the wooden frame!

(Gun rope: a name for a thickened rope, usually thicker than the wrist)

"Roll up your sleeves and work hard. We will arrive in Chengdu in seven years and Wuhan in three years!"

The peasants shouted strange slogans and raised the heavy beams to the roof.

A man who couldn't stop smiling was carrying a rice sieve made of bamboo strips, filled with various snacks.

Looking carefully, there are red dates, peanuts, walnuts, etc., mixed with some colorful baubles.

Next to him is a woman wearing floral clothes, holding a long tree stick, holding firecrackers waiting to be set off!

The woman's mouth opened slightly, and the smile on her face could not be stopped.

This should be a couple, right?

Ugh!

Song Xiance sighed.

As a refugee, finally finding a new home is worthy of celebration.

Song Xiance walked up to him:

"Fellow, are you building a new house?"

The man turned around and saw a short man talking to him. He laughed:

"Well, we are about to go to the top. Are you passing by, sir?"

Song Xiance nodded:

"I was about to go to the capital. I saw your interesting slogan, so I came here to take a look."

The man looked towards the side of the road and saw a motorcade parked on the side of the road.

He seems to be a businessman!

The man laughed:

"As the saying goes, it's better to come early than to come in time. Today is a happy day for our family. Since you are here, sir, please stay and have a glass of wine."

Song Xiance was about to decline.

The man smiled and said:

"We are ordinary people, we can't come up with anything good about food.

If you say you have meat every time like His Majesty, we can't get it out of you!

However, this sweet potato, rice, and braised meat with dried vegetables are enough to satisfy your cravings.

If you don't mind, sir, let's eat some together. "