Cao Yao's guess was corroborated by Lu Bin.
This man, still carrying old wounds, didn't know where to go from the moment he walked in.
I wanted to find a place to sit, but there was only a big Kang in the room. I thought it would be bad to sit down before my boss sat down, so I stood in the room and waited for them to sit down.
Unexpectedly, when the two of them entered the room, one sat on the left and the other sat on the right. They were talking far apart in the middle. It was not suitable for him to sit anywhere, so he could only stand beside him.
Hearing the two talking about Chengyun, Lu Bin found the opportunity to interrupt. He sat down next to Liu Chengzong and said, "Chengyun didn't follow the waiter when he entered the inn. He went to the counter to look for the shopkeeper."
"It seems that it was after Cao Dong's family said they would give that man a knife."
Liu Chengzong shook his head and couldn't help but smile when he heard this. Chengyun was too thoughtful and a bit too sensitive.
"Hey, I said this kid always looks a little scared when he looks at me. I'm a talkative person and I dare to say anything. He doesn't listen to everything. I just think about it after I leave."
Cao Yao grinned and said, "Can I really give that man a knife? We are a serious family."
Lu Bin nodded one after another as he listened, but Liu Chengzong rolled his eyes upward, thinking that he couldn't? Clearly reluctant to part with it, a knife is so expensive!
If knives were as cheap as a few pieces of pancake, Cao Yao would definitely throw them to the veterans.
With his drive to trick people into rebelling, the Liu brothers were both educated and well-informed, and ordinary farmers would have been unable to resist the brainwashing and robbed their families and homes for Cao Yao's predecessors.
A serious person?
These words can also deceive Lu Bin who doesn't know the basics. Liu Chengzong is doubtful about even the third word.
Speaking of a serious person, Cao Yao himself was so happy that he clapped his legs and said to Liu Chengzong: "This kiln has some advantages. I'm not afraid that others will hear what I say."
"Think about it, how are you going to feed the twenty-seven households allocated by the government?"
Liu Chengzong was also worried when he mentioned this, and he said happily: "I didn't expect that one day I would be regarded as a big business by the government... Just take it one step at a time."
In fact, in Liu Chengzong's view, the twenty-seven households of refugees were a painful and happy thing.
Fortunately, I won’t be so stretched in the future when I’m busy with farming. I didn’t have to worry about buying a field and growing enough food to pay taxes before.
But where to get the food to feed people before it is released is a moderate problem.
They still have money, and if there is a way to buy food, it is not difficult to get a minimum of three or four months of food for dozens of people.
The high price of food is acceptable, regardless of whether it is 30% or 50% more expensive. But now is the year of disaster, and people who are holding onto food are unwilling to sell it out. There are only prices but no goods on the market.
"Hey, Lion, how did you feel about seeing that bookstore this time?"
"Very good, what's wrong?"
Cao Yao shook his head and said seriously: "I'm not asking about buying land, I'm asking him how you feel about that person."
Liu Chengzong wondered if Cao Yao had another deviant idea in his mind, and said suspiciously: "It's okay, isn't it difficult to deal with?"
After hearing this, Cao Yao felt relieved a little, sat up straight and thought for a moment, and said, "That's what I think. The refugees outside the city don't have household registration yet. Should we take them and register them?"
"Household registration is another matter managed by this book."
The old thief who had experienced the defeat of Saarhu was breathing heavily at this time, and he showed a little hesitation. He pursed his lips and said: "Can you give us, I mean the brothers who are willing to register, to register in Liujiazhuang, Changping? Citizenship. .”
Liu Chengzong thought about it a lot, but he never thought that this was what Cao Yao said. He was so stunned that he even forgot to respond.
Before he could decide whether to respond directly or ask how someone who thought about rebellion all day long could have such thoughts, Cao Yao spoke again.
"We are not in a hurry and will handle this matter tomorrow. It will not be easy to handle. I want to wait until summer. When the taxes are collected, there will definitely be people who have fled their country and the number of refugees has increased. If I go to him again, I will tell him that there are refugees in the fields. Well, isn’t it easier to handle?”
Liu Chengzong raised his hand to stop Cao Yao. He opened his mouth without saying anything. He organized his thoughts again and then smiled and said: "Brother, this matter is definitely not difficult to handle. The government doesn't need the people. It's too late for more people to pay taxes and be happy. "
"But think about it. Once you are registered, you can't run away from doing corvees or paying taxes."
"It's too late for others to flee. If you want to register, let alone the county government office, you can even pretend to be a dead person in Laomiaozhuang."
It is not easy to blend into the crowd in this era. Although there are no advanced technologies such as Internet inspection in later generations, population mobility is extremely slow. Village residents have known each other for generations, and everyone will know when a stranger comes in.
But in Liujiazhuang, Changping, formerly known as Laomiaozhuang, this matter is very easy. There are very few living people left, and the fake registration means that there is no proof of death. There are also backups for household registration in Zilizhong and county houses, and there is a lot of room for maneuver in the middle. big.
But Liu Chengzong couldn't figure out why Cao Yao suddenly mentioned this matter.
Before he could ask more questions, Cheng Yun shouted from the backyard of Wangta Tower: "The water is coming!"
Liu Chengzong stood up and pushed open the kiln door. Cheng Yun and the waiter came from the yard, each carrying a bucket.
The bucket was placed at the door, with a huge smile on Chengyun's face: "Brother, I found out a great thing. After half a month, the southern trade road was opened by Yanzhou merchants!"
Yanzhou is located in the southernmost part of Yan'an Prefecture, adjacent to Yaozhou and Tongzhou of Xi'an Prefecture. It is an important area connecting Fushi County and the Guanzhong Plain. There are many thieves in the mountains and ridges under its jurisdiction, so trade routes are difficult to travel.
"Isn't there still a war in the south? This merchant is so brave."
"The news spread in Fushi. The battle was over. Zuo Guazi was surrounded by officers and soldiers in Yunyang on the ninth day of April. The people said that the governor Liang Hong who led the army was very powerful. It was raining and thundering, and Zuo Guazi broke out of the encirclement. Escape to Shendao Ridge in Chunhua County, or you will die there."
As soon as Cheng Yun finished speaking, Cao Yao, who walked out of the cave, leaned against the wall and shook his head: "It's strange. Cao never worried about the weather before, but now that he bought a field, he is worried about rain. Damn it, it hasn’t rained in Yan’an for more than half a year, but Weibei is having a lot of fun with thunder and rain!”
Liu Chengzong smiled and said: "It doesn't matter if it rains in Weibei or not, that's God's business. Zuo Guazi has been defeated for three months without causing trouble. It's always a good thing that the trade routes are open. Hey... they will sell grain to Fucheng." Huh? Xi'an Mansion is much richer than Northern Shaanxi."
Chengyun shook his head and pushed out the waiter, saying: "I don't know, who can say for sure. In this way, brothers will rest here later. If you need something, call the innkeeper. He doesn't have a serious name either. His name is Li Shengxing. His name is Li Shengxing." Six babies are fine too.”
"I'm going to our shop. The government is summoning merchants to go south to buy grain. Let's also tell the shopkeeper that if merchants from Yaozhou in the south come, ask him to send someone to Black Dragon Mountain to report the news."
Despite his young age, Cheng Yun was very energetic. As he spoke, he cupped his fists at several people. He took out a few pieces of silver from his waist and handed them to the waiter. He then ordered him to go out and buy some night food and horse fodder for the few people. Then he turned around and walked out, saying as he walked: "If that doesn't work, just wait until the merchants from the south arrive. Let the shopkeeper buy food for us first. I'll go."
