Zhang Lizheng was shocked and hurriedly shouted outside: "Mr. Zhao, Mr. Zhao."
As a crisp sound came, the horse's hooves came over.
The horses finally arrived, and with them came a beautiful young woman of about sixteen years old.
Ding Tianer's mother rubbed her eyes. This little lady is so young. If she is also a doctor, she may be fake.
The beautiful young woman slowly got down from the horse, came to Ding Dashan and asked him some information.
When she heard that Ding Dashan had suffered from stroke, dampness, and waist pain, the young woman immediately performed visual inspection, smell, and examination on him.
She also opened a wooden box with her, took out medical books, compared them one by one, and finally confirmed that it was rheumatism and waist pain.
For the flash of waist, this girl took out safflower oil from a wooden box and used it as a topical medicine to eliminate bruises.
Rheumatism is more troublesome, and even in later generations it is more difficult to treat.
Fortunately, Ding Dashan's rheumatism is in the early stages, and there is still hope for treatment.
She took out the silver needle from the wooden box and inserted acupuncture on her knee.
This doctor is Zhao Yi. She is diligent and studious. She has learned many prescriptions and acupuncture at Zhaojiazhuang Medical School.
After an hour of acupuncture, Zhao Yi was sweating profusely.
Ding Dashan felt so sorry that he didn't need treatment.
Zhao Yi shook his head, resolutely treated him, and asked him how he felt.
Ding Dashan tried to take a few steps and suddenly kowtowed in front of Zhao Yi. Zhao Yi was startled and he hurriedly stepped aside to let him pass. At the same time, Wanfu returned the courtesy.
Ding Dashan burst into tears and said: "I feel that my knees are more flexible and not so painful. How much does it cost, doctor?"
In Ding Dashan's eyes, the treatment effect this time is much better than before, at least the fee should be more than usual.
Zhao Yi shook his head and said: "Uncle Ding, your family suffered a flood this time and the house was washed away. I don't charge a penny. The safflower oil is also given to you for free. All of this is free of charge."
Ding Dashan kowtowed again, making a loud bang on the ground.
Zhao Yi hurriedly stepped aside and said: "This is not allowed, absolutely not allowed. In this way, if you salute, salute to Master Zhao. He is the one who arranged for us to come."
It turned out that this was the case. Ding Dashan kowtowed respectfully in the direction of the county seat.
At this time, Zhang Lizheng also came over and said: "Now that your house has been destroyed by the flood, the government will give you a 20-guan pick-up card. Your son works in the Zhaojiazhuang workshop, and he can borrow a 30-guan pick-up card from Zhaojiazhuang Bank. With the 50-guan pick-up card, Picking up the card and building ten houses is not a problem.”
There is such a good thing, God has opened his eyes, and I can have a real house to live in again.
In some houses, there is hope for the son's marriage.
He suddenly remembered a question: "How much is the interest rate on this loan?"
Many people are unwilling to lend money because it is a high-interest loan and their children will be sold if they cannot repay the money.
Zhang Lizheng saw his anxious look and said with a smile: "Because your house was destroyed by the flood, the interest is waived and you don't charge a penny."
Ding Dashan burst into tears and kowtowed to the county seat again.
This person is indeed grateful, Zhang Lizheng nodded.
Zhang Lizheng also revealed a piece of news: "Actually, the interest rate at Zhaojiazhuang Bank is very low, only 7%!"
Ding Dashan, who was wholeheartedly kowtowing, stood up immediately after hearing the news and stared at Zhang Lizheng in stunned silence.
Ding Dashan bowed his hand to Zhang Lizheng and said, "Zhang Lizheng, I'm afraid this news is false. The interest charged by the gold and silver shop in the county for just depositing copper coins is more than this price."
Zhang Lizheng shook his head and said: "Actually, the news may be false, but is there any false news in Zhaojiazhuang?"
At this point, he asked: "If Zhaojiazhuang is fake, why are you exempted from the loan interest?"
Ding Dashan was dubious when he heard it. Although he said yes, his eyes clearly didn't believe it.
Zhang Lizheng took out the "Da Song Zhonghua News" to him, pointed to the news on it and said: "This is a newspaper, with black and white writing on it, and it is clearly written on it."
Ding Dashan doesn't know many words, but he still knows some words such as interest and copper coins.
He looked at the "Da Song Zhonghua News" repeatedly and found that it was indeed the case.
He couldn't help but kowtowed twice, and said with tears streaming down his face: "Master God, you have finally opened your eyes. We poor people have a way out."
After finishing speaking, he squeezed the "Da Song Zhong Hua Bao" tightly and asked Zhang Lizheng in embarrassment: "Zhang Lizheng, can you give me a copy of this "Da Song Zhong Hua Bao"? Let me think about the news on it. .”
Zhang Li was looking at Ding Dashan, and Ding Dashan felt a little frightened.
Zhang Lizheng knew that he mainly looked at the interest on the payment, and the rest were just excuses, so he nodded and said, "Of course, I will give you this copy of the Song Dynasty China Newspaper."
Ding Dashan saluted Zhang Lizheng respectfully.
There are ten copies of "Da Song Zhonghua Bao" in Zhang Lizheng's home. Zhao Ping gave these to Lizheng, mainly to let the people know the information of Jintang County.
Ten shares seemed like a lot, but it was not enough to divide among relatives and friends. Except for giving Ding Dashan one share, the family only had one share left.
You can't give that share away, you have to keep it for yourself.
Ding Dashan took the safflower oil Zhao Yi gave him and didn't know how to use it.
After all, Zhao Yi is a young lady. It's good to be able to give him silver needles, but how can she apply medicine to him?
Zhao Yi looked at him and said, "You have to ask someone to apply the safflower oil frequently, once every hour. The effect is good."
It turns out that this lady from Ding Dashan can do it.
Zhao Yi continued: "Also, your rheumatism needs to be pricked a few more times. I will come again tomorrow until the rheumatism is removed."
Ding Dashan and his wife looked at each other and bowed to Zhao Yi and Li Zheng to thank them.
Jintang County also built a Zhaojiazhuang, which was built according to the Zhaojiazhuang model in Changyuan County.
However, the scale is ten times larger than Zhaojiazhuang in Changyuan County, with rockeries, lakes, pavilions, streams, willow trees, Guanyin bamboos, corridors, yellow orchids, orchids, etc., all available.
Her mother liked playing the piano, painting, calligraphy, playing chess, and weaving. In addition to the bedroom, Zhao Ping arranged a piano room, a painting room, a study room, a chess room, and a weaving room for her.
Cuizhu likes arithmetic, medicine, flute playing and military training. She is also the current accountant of Zhaojiazhuang. In addition to the bedroom, Zhao Ping provides her with a room, a military room and a flute room.
Of course Lan'er and Xia He also have their own small rooms.
Of course Jiang Ying and her daughter also have their own house.
Even Zhao Ping himself has a study room, piano room, painting room, etc.
This is not a luxury, but a necessity for literati to be elegant and prosperous. This is the style of the Song Dynasty.
As soon as Zhao Ping moved in, Cuizhu came to him in a hurry, followed by two angry little lolita, one was Lan'er and the other was Xia He.
Zhao Ping saw the two of them coming in angrily, looking like they were being bullied.
He stepped forward and gently touched their faces, teasing the two little lolita and asking, "Who is bullying Lan'er? I'll go find him."
Normally, the two of them especially like Zhao Ping to touch and tease them, but the two of them didn't know what happened and refused to let Zhao Ping touch them.
Not only did she not let Zhao Ping touch them, Lan'er also pushed Zhao Ping away with her little hands, her eyes still filled with anger.
Zhao Ping was confused and asked Cuizhu, "What's wrong with these two little girls?"
Cuizhu did not answer Zhao Ping, but showed him the account book and sighed: "Xiao Langjun, this time you are distributing moving subsidies, subsidizing bridge repairs, and subsidizing poor households without houses, and you have to pay for it yourself." When the workshop moves here, not only will all the income be wiped out, but it will also be in deficit.”
When Cuizhu said this, he said with some resentment: "I don't know about the deficit. People outside think how much you have made. In fact, only you know the deficit."
Lan'er picked up Zhao Ping's clothes, looked up pitifully and asked: "Xiao Langjun, I heard that I won't have any change next month, right?"
Xia He's eyes were filled with tears. He also pulled Zhao Ping's other corner of his clothes and asked, "Young Master, I'm so pitiful. I can no longer eat fried rice candies and candied haws."
No wonder the two little lolita hated him so much that Yuan Ping swallowed up their change.
Zhao Ping opened his account book and saw that he was going to lose a lot of money this month, which was indeed a bit tricky.
He pondered for a while and said: "This month's loss is mainly due to the relocation of the workshop, which affects production and sales. These situations will not exist next month."
Having said this, Zhao Ping drank tea with confidence and said slowly: "Now that our colored glaze and fairy paper are on the market in large quantities, we will make up for the shortfall."
He bent down and said to the two little lolita: "Lan'er, He'er, you will still have change next month."
The two little lolita were so happy that they hugged Zhao Ping's face and kissed Zhao Ping on their own initiative while saying "ba, ba".
Zhou Jie, Zhang Huipin, Yu Changan and others were very happy and congratulated each other.
Because the government gave them a 20-guan pick-up card, and Zhaojiazhuang Bank provided a 30-guan pick-up card without interest, which basically allowed them to build houses.
They all knelt on the ground and kowtowed together in the direction of Zhaojiazhuang.
What does it mean to love people like children? This is to love people like children.
Loving the people like your children in words is just for others, but loving the people like your children in actual actions is the true love of the people like your children.
The stone streets are as clean as ever and have been cleaned by the security team and Hu people arranged by Zhao Ping.
They bought good materials, came to Dongyidang, and started building their own houses.
What makes them dumbfounded is that now every household either cleans their own house or helps relatives and friends clean or repair their houses.
It can be said that right now when manpower is needed most, there is no manpower.
The three of them smiled bitterly, thinking that despite all their efforts, they were not short of manpower.
The three of them looked at other people's homes in full swing, and saw the ruins of their own homes. They felt sad for a moment, covering their faces and sobbing.
When Luo Qiuhen heard three grown men crying here, he couldn't help but feel strange.
Seeing that although the three of them had materials, but no one else, they immediately understood something.
He took out the gong and struck it, and ten soldiers from the security regiment arrived in just one cup of tea.
Tan Zhiyang gave a military salute to Li Zheng and Luo Qiuhen and asked, "Excuse me, what do you want Luo Li Zheng to do?"
Tan Zhiyang bowed his hands and said, "Tan Shi, the great master, came to visit you, but he didn't welcome you from afar. I don't dare to give you orders."
Tan Zhiyang pointed to the broken walls of the three houses and sighed deeply: "There are three families here. Their houses have been destroyed by floods. Now the materials have been purchased. But there is no manpower, and the three men are very sad."
