Reborn Fierce Wife: Young Marshal Slowly Coaxes Her

As soon as Yan Xin heard the name of the place, she remembered the past.

In a few years, a Nanwan Terminal will be opened here, which will be the most convenient water transportation route from Yicheng to Hangzhou.

Yan Xin once went to Hangzhou for business and took the ferry from Nanwan Pier.

The ferry passed by a place, and a passenger was talking about the dilapidated building on a high ground in the distance, boasting: "The Qinggang building was built at a huge cost, but the foundation collapsed before it was completed. The building was completely destroyed."

Riding the ferry was boring, and Yan Xin also looked over and listened to the interesting stories told by the passengers.

The man seemed to have some Qinggang background, and he spoke very seriously: "Do you still remember that storm? It destroyed trees and houses, and the damage was serious."

Yan Xin also remembers it.

That storm was caused by wind and waves at sea. It was so serious that Yicheng was flooded.

In previous years, when autumn entered, there wasn’t that much rain.

Yan Xin remembered it, but didn't pay too much attention because her child Jiang Zhixiao had a rash and a fever.

When the child who was less than one year old fell ill, Yan Xin could only tolerate him in her heart and focus on protecting the child. After becoming a mother, she became anxious when it came to her children and took care of them day and night.

She heard that many medicine shops were affected by the disaster, and the medicinal materials were soaked in water. The water in the low-lying streets was up to half waist deep, and it took several days to recede.

Jiang Mansion's location is relatively high, and only half of the wall of the dilapidated house collapsed; there are no big trees in the back garden, so the damage is limited.

Yan Xin's medicine shop was sold, and the land she was given as her dowry was not for rice cultivation, so she suffered almost no personal loss. I just remember that the child had a fever during the storm.

There was thunder and lightning outside, a torrential rain, and rain leaking everywhere inside. She hugged the child, and her heart was broken.

Travelers talked about the storm, saying it was the heaviest rain in Yicheng in the past thirty years. A lot of autumn crops were flooded, and there would be a famine the next morning.

Fortunately, the eldest marshal obtained relief food and personally supervised its distribution, so no large-scale starvation tragedy occurred.

Yan Xin was also impressed by the famine in the second year. Those days were indeed tight. Jiang Gongguan only had two meals a day, one of which was cereals.

After suffering for several months, it was only when new grains came on the market in summer that I could eat normally.

——This building, which Cheng Sanniang and others are planning to spend a huge amount of money to build, will be destroyed by a typhoon that has not happened in thirty years.

The sea roared, destroying the foundations of the highlands.

The building is too high. Apart from the Wanjin Hotel, there is no such high-rise building in Yicheng. The craftsmen don't have enough experience in building foundations, so they probably built them based on the two-story foundations in the city.

The building was too high and had a great impact on the ground. Coupled with rare heavy storms, the building was destroyed.

Not only was the building destroyed, the entire high ground collapsed.

Maintaining it and renovating it cost a lot of money. Neither the Youth Gang nor the military government had any use for this land, so they just left it abandoned.

Yan Xin later went to Hangzhou and took a ferry at Nanwan Pier, and saw that the ruins were still there.

She had almost forgotten about it.

"Sister Cheng, this building will collapse!" Yan Xin held Cheng Sanniang's hand, trembling a little, "I'm going back first. If you need anything, see my mother."

Cheng Sanniang was stunned: "What?"

"There will be a storm and the building will collapse. Just throw the money spent on building the building into the water. Don't invest more," Yan Xin said.

Cheng Sanniang: "..."

She frowned slightly and looked at Yan Xin, unable to say anything for a moment.

Yan Xin just said: "Go back to the city first, I have something urgent to do!"

Cheng Sanniang said nothing more and asked the driver to turn around and go back.

Cheng Sanniang was in a bad mood as she came here in good spirits and returned in despair.

She asked Yan Xin why she said the building would collapse.

"...I am Mr. Jin Liu's close disciple. I did some fortune-telling before, but I just didn't get it right. I didn't remember it until I saw the land in Nanwan this time," Yan Xin said.

She said this without blushing or heart beating.

If she wants others to trust her, she must first believe what she says before she can be convincing.

Cheng Sanniang was embarrassed and frowned slightly: "This..."

"The cost of building a building is already very high, isn't it?" Yan Xin asked, "How much did it cost?"

"I told you, the cost of building a building is only the last part. In fact, it doesn't cost much. The main cost is at the back." Cheng Sanniang said.

He added, "You need to pay a deposit for the elevator, which is very expensive. The deposit is [-]%. The deposit alone is higher than the construction cost of this building."

Yan Xin: "Sister Cheng, we haven't known each other long. You may not understand me as a person, but I won't force you. I can't do this business with you."

Her money was hard-earned.

Cheng Sanniang said that they would spend all the money that should be delivered within half a month.

And in less than ten days, the big storm caused by the sea waves will come.

Yan Xin returned to the city and did not go to the Governor's Mansion immediately. Instead, she asked Cheng Sanniang to take her back to Songxiangyuan.

"No, the problem can't be solved by looking for my mother. I have to go to my elder brother." Yan thought to himself.

She asked Bai Shuang to drive her car and went to Jing Yuanzhao's villa.

Jing Yuanzhao was not at home, but the maid Peilan was able to find him and immediately went out to deliver the message.

After waiting for less than two hours, Jing Yuanzhao came back. He was having a meeting at the military government today.

"...I know that the autumn rice harvest is still half a month away, but it won't have a big impact if it's harvested now," Yan Xin said.

It's a bit of an impact, but it's better than soaking it all in water.

On this day, once soaked in water, they will sprout and rot immediately, and you can't even grab them.

If harvested in advance, dried in the sun, and stored properly, maybe [-]% of the famine problem next spring can be solved.

Even if they starve, not too many people will die.

"There are also granaries and shops in the city. We need to dig ditches and let the water drain out as soon as possible. The damage caused by soaking for half a day is different from soaking for three days." Yan Xin said.

Her expression was solemn, and her cheeks were slightly pale.

After finishing speaking in one breath, she found Jing Yuanzhao looking at her thoughtfully.

"how……"

"I'm thinking about how to convince my father," Jing Yuanzhao said, "Zhu Zhu'er, I definitely trust you. It's just that it's hard to convince others. There are generally no autumn floods in Yicheng."

Yan Xin: "Probably the heaviest rain in the past thirty years."

Jing Yuanzhao: "Okay, I'll make arrangements!"

Yan Xin gently held his hand: "Brother, thank you for trusting me."

"You've made several predictions, and you've never been wrong. Why should I not believe you?" Jing Yuanzhao said, blinking again, "I have to carry your reputation as a disciple of 'Mr. Jinliu' out there again this time."

"Do you need me to tell Abba in person?" Yan Xin asked.

Jing Yuanzhao: "Follow me and help me say a few words."

Both of them went to the military government.

When he was at the door, he met Sheng Rouzhen who was going out.

Sheng Rouzhen watched in surprise as Yan Xin and Jing Yuanzhao went to the conference room together, and was slightly stunned.

The building where the military government's conference room is located is heavily guarded and outsiders generally cannot enter; Madam will not go to that building easily either.

Jing Yuanzhao took Yan Xin with him.

Sheng Rouzhen looked away, lowered her eyelashes, and walked out silently.

Her face was expressionless, but her steps were getting faster and faster.