Chengdu Valley School.
Xie Fu brought the kudzu root from home and handed it to Tian Liang respectfully.
Tian Liang took it and took a look and shook his head: "This is Pueraria lobata. It can be used for traditional Chinese medicine, but the powder quality is not high."
"Master, please take a look, is this the one?" A gentle female voice came from outside. It was Xie Ran, Xie Fu's wife.
Xie Ran is only in her twenties, has average skin and is extremely thin.
Because she was running very fast, she was somewhat breathless when speaking, and she was holding a few pieces of kudzu root in her hand.
She didn't know Tian Liang was the shopkeeper, but when she saw him with the pavilion chief, she thought he was an official.
When Tian Liang looked at it, his eyes shone, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he nodded: "It's just the pink kudzu root. This one looks whiter and thicker. Why do you have these at home?"
"Shopkeeper, Pueraria lobata is sold as traditional Chinese medicine, and Pueraria lobata is used as food for oneself." Xie Qi smiled awkwardly, his smile uglier than crying, "Pink Pueraria lobata is grown by myself, and Pueraria lobata is wild."
Some other Chengdu Valley people's faces turned red, some turned the color of pig liver, and some lowered their heads.
There was no other way. This year's grain production was severely reduced, so they had no choice but to focus on kudzu.
Although kudzu root doesn't taste good and has a medicinal smell, it's better than going hungry.
"Whether it's Pueraria lobata or pink Pueraria lobata, we want it. Wet Pueraria lobata costs one penny per catty, dry goods cost one penny per catty, and Chai Pueraria lobata costs 20% off." Tian Liang directly showed the price to relieve Xie Qi and others from the embarrassment.
Xie Qi and others' mouths were so wide open that they could hardly close them. They could almost fit a duck egg into them.
Xie Qi's throat moved a few times, he swallowed his saliva, and asked with difficulty: "Shopkeeper, the price is almost twice that of rice. Did you hear that right?"
"Of course there is no problem with the price, and we will charge you as much as you want." Tian Liang solemnly promised with a smile on his lips.
"Thank you, shopkeeper, for saving Chengdu Valley through your good deeds." Xie Xiaoyao hurriedly expressed his stance and bowed.
"Thank you, shopkeeper." Xie Qi bowed and then asked worriedly, "Shopkeeper, no matter how much kudzu root you have, you can't withstand digging. What will you do if you don't have kudzu root?"
The other people present were happy at first, and then their smiles suddenly stopped.
The quantity of kudzu here, whether wild or cultivated, is small, and it can be excavated in up to ten days or even a few days.
"Of course there are." Tian Liang asked amiably with a faint smile on his face, "Do you have any monster yams here?"
"Monster taro is everywhere here. Shopkeeper Tian, why are you here to eat it?" Xie Qi's eyes lit up, and then he asked curiously.
"Of course this is for eating." Tian Liang took care of everything and gave the people in Chengdu Valley a look of reassurance, "The same goes for what you get."
Xie Qi was still worried and hurriedly reminded: "Shopkeeper Tian, I heard that this is poisonous. You can't eat more, you can only eat less."
Although he wants to make money, he only wants to make conscience money.
If someone eats monster taro and dies, it will not only damage the reputation of Zhaojiazhuang, but also their reputation.
"That's right, Shopkeeper Tian, although people in Chengdu Valley also hope to make money digging monster yams, if you eat too much of this, people may die. We can't make dirty money." Xie Xiaoyao also looked worried.
They grow demon taro as food, but only eat a small amount of it, which can only be mixed with rice, sorghum rice, and kudzu root.
Tian Liang laughed loudly, his tone full of pride: "There is no problem with this. Zhaojiazhuang has found a way to deal with the toxicity of the monster taro. After removing the poison of the monster taro, you can eat it with confidence."
"This puts me at ease," Xie Xiaoyao was happy at first, and then asked tentatively, "Shopkeeper Tian, may I ask what the price is?"
Xie Qi, Xie Fu and others also became nervous. They had planted so many monster yams and were extremely worried.
"Don't worry, the price is about the same as Chai Pueraria." Of course Tian Liang knew they were worried and gave them a rest assured price.
Xie Qi bowed and said, "Thank you, shopkeeper Qitian. The harvest of the demon taro has been completed. Is there any way to survive?"
"Of course there is still a way to survive." A faint smile appeared on Tian Liang's face, pointing to the hillside behind Zhangjiazhuang, and said calmly, "Zhaojiazhuang has a charcoal workshop here to dig out charcoal. It requires a lot of manpower. The salary is about two copper coins a month."
"The salary is indeed good and exciting." Xie Qi's eyes lit up, then dimmed, "But I heard that there is miasma and poisonous smoke in the underground coal wells, which can kill people."
"This is no problem at all. Zhaojiazhuang has also found a way to eliminate the poisonous miasma." Tian Liang patted his chest with a smile on his face.
A relaxed smile appeared on Xie Xiaoyao's face, and then he asked with some worry: "It seems good, I wonder how long it can last?"
The digging of kudzu and yam is very fast, and it only takes a month in total.
There were too many people in their Chengdu Valley and there was not much to eat, so Xie Xiaoyao had no choice but to pin his hopes on Zhaojiazhuang.
"It won't take hundreds of years to dig out all the coal there. You can make a living for a long time." Tian Liang laughed loudly, "Don't worry about this."
"Thank you very much." Xie Xiaoyao and his son bowed.
Xie Qi rolled his eyes twice, bowed his hands and asked: "Shopkeeper Tian, how many people are needed in the charcoal workshop?"
There were too many people here, and he was still worried that many people would not survive.
"About two hundred people." Tian Liang smiled.
Xie Xiaoyao and his son looked at each other and noticed each other's bitter smile.
Xie Xiaoyao bowed with a pleading look in his eyes: "Shopkeeper Tian, there are 1,500 people in Chengdu Valley. Apart from the schoolboys, there are still hundreds of people who have no way to survive."
"This has been considered, don't worry." Tian Liang said with a smile on his lips, "But Zhaojiazhuang still has a demon taro workshop, a wine shop, a fairy charcoal workshop, and a fairy furnace workshop here. Don't worry, you and others will have jobs."
"Thank you so much." Xie Xiaoyao and his son bowed to Tian Liang.
Xie Xiaoyao thought for a while, hesitated for a while and then asked: "Shopkeeper Tian, may I ask how much their salary is?"
Although Xie Qi didn't speak, he didn't blink his eyes, with a look of expectation on his face.
"Don't worry, the salary will be at least a copper coin. If you move quickly, it's not impossible to win twice." A relaxed smile appeared on Tian Liang's face and he solemnly promised.
Bang bang, Xie Xiaoyao and his son suddenly knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Tian Liang: "Thank you, shopkeeper Tian, you are the reborn parents of Chengdu Valley."
Tian Liang's expression changed drastically and he hurriedly got out of the way.
He is just a small shopkeeper of Xieheting Zhaojiazhuang, how dare he accept their great gift.
He said loudly to Xie Xiaoyao and his son: "If you want to thank, thank the little saint. It was he who saved your Chengdu Valley."
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"Why did the little saint want to save Chengdu Valley?" Xie Xiaoyao looked up at Tian Liang and asked.
This is a difficult question to answer. If someone hears it with ulterior motives, it may be said that the little saint is trying to win people's hearts.
After all, the little saint now has great influence. Not only is he rich in the world, but he also has soldiers and horses to compete with the barbarians, which makes the court extremely afraid.
This matter is a good thing for others, but it is a bad thing for the little saint. After all, the little saint's reputation is already great.
His eyes turned quickly, and he immediately found the answer.
Tian Liang smiled slightly and bowed his hands: "Because the little saint is the chief secretary of Chengdu Mansion, it is his natural duty to save you."
"The little saint is the chief secretary of Chengdu, here to save us." Xie Xiaoyao murmured.
When Huang Dong heard this, he couldn't help but patted his head, a little hating that he couldn't speak.
I had just come out of school. I was too scholarly and had little experience in officialdom. I didn't realize that a little saint didn't need a false reputation at all.
It seems that I should learn more from Tian Liang and speak more beautifully.
Thinking of this, he bowed his hands to Tian Liang and said, "Shopkeeper Tian, I'm new to officialdom. I just said something inappropriate. Please forgive me."
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, we are all subordinates of the little saint, there are no outsiders here." Tian Liang laughed and said while returning the courtesy.
He knew that Huang Dong must be a little uneasy, so he hurriedly used laughter to divert his attention.
Tian Liang's words were extremely clever, and they actually gave Huang Dong a hint.
We are all subordinates of the little saint, so naturally we will not spread the word, but if we meet outsiders, we may have to spread the word.
A cold sweat suddenly broke out on Huang Dong's back, and he bowed his hand again: "Thank you, Shopkeeper Tian, for reminding me. I'm very grateful."
Tian Liang laughed again and stepped forward to pat Huang Dong's shoulder. Huang Dong finally felt relieved.
Huang Dong got rid of the knot in his heart, and Xie Xiaoyao and his son also got rid of the knot in their heart, but they did it in a different way.
The father and son suddenly hugged each other and burst into tears. They didn't expect that the little saint was still thinking about them.
I originally thought that Chengdu had forgotten them, becoming a black household with no one to control them, and becoming a second-class Song Dynasty person.
Even if they are bullied by the locals, they dare not speak out, but they do not have household registration.
Well now, there are still people who remember them, and they are still the chief registrar of Chengdu Mansion.
It not only solves their problem of illegal household and education, but also gives them a way to make a living.
They are not people without background, and their background is very powerful. They are little saints famous all over the world.
Xie Xiaoyao was even more relieved. His official position as a scholar was now completely assured because of the little saint.
Not only did Xie Xiaoyao and his son lose their voices in pain, but everyone in Chengdu Valley burst into tears.
The cry spread outside, and other people found it baffling.
It was fine just now, but there was crying again, and many people came to watch.
A woman in her twenties named Xie Huang ran over, looked at Xie Ran curiously and asked, "Sister, what big thing happened?"
"We all have household registration, and we all have a way of living." Xie Ranshi replied happily while wiping her tears.
Xie Huang was stunned, with her mouth open, speechless for a long time. After a while, she shook her head and said, "Is this true? I don't believe it."
Others were not much better, with their mouths wide enough to fit a duck egg in and their eyes nearly falling out of their sockets.
"Of course it's true, the official has announced it." Xie Ranshi wiped her tears again, but couldn't help but let them flow again.
Xie Huang's eyes shone like lanterns, and her heart almost jumped out of her chest: "Then why are you crying?"
"I'm so happy that the people in Chengdu Valley have a backer." Xie Ran said with tears and sobs.
Xie Huang was so frightened that she took two or three steps back, unable to believe her ears: "We have a backer, who is it?"
"It's the little saint who is the chief registrar of Chengdu Prefecture. He is the one who gave Chengdu Valley a way of living and household registration." After saying that, she couldn't help but burst into tears, and her cries echoed throughout the valley.
Xie Ranshi kept beating the ground while crying.
Hearing her cry, the other women either held each other's heads and cried, or imitated her and beat the ground.
Magpies, sparrows and other birds in the sky were still looking for food. When they heard this sound, they were frightened and flew away.
"Where is the little saint? I want to thank you in person." After Xie Xiaoyao and his son vented for a while, they felt much better and asked with a bow.
Tian Liang smiled bitterly, shook his head, waved his hand and said: "The little saint is the chief registrar of Chengdu Mansion, and of course he is in Chengdu. Your kindness is appreciated by the little saint."
Xie Xiaoyao and his son were stunned. Their whole bodies were as nervous as a stone, and their hearts were as heavy as if they were filled with cold lead.
"Since I can't thank the little saint anymore, I can only give him a shrine here so that the incense will continue." Xie Xiaoyao reacted immediately, his eyes shining brightly.
"That's right, the little saint also has a statue of a little saint in his home and burns incense every day." Xie Fu also reacted and said immediately.
Tian Liang, Huang Dong and others couldn't help but smile and shake their heads, but it was hard to stop them.
Xie Xiaoyao suddenly thought of a question and bowed to Huang Dong: "Pavilion Chief, when will the construction of the houses of the people living in the shacks start?"
He wanted to implement this matter while everyone was here.
"Chief Shan, at least a hundred families in the Chengdu Valley need to be relocated, and land and property issues are involved, so we have to take a long-term view." Huang Dong said while drinking tea and thinking.
The smiles that Xie Xiaoyao and his son had just revealed suddenly became dull.
Xie Xiaoyao was a little unwilling, licked his dry lips, and asked with difficulty: "Director, can you give me an approximate time?"
It’s okay if it’s delayed for a month or two, but what if it’s a year or two?
"Ten days, about ten days." Huang Dong thought for a while, stretched out his palms and made gestures.
Huang Dong really wanted to say five days, but after thinking about it, he couldn't say it to death.
When Xie Xiaoyao received a positive answer, his eyes lit up, as if two lanterns were lit, and he bowed his hands in the direction of Chengdu: "Thank you, little saint."
After being thanked a lot by Chengdu Valley, Huang Dong, Tian Liang and others refused Xie Xiaoyao's offer to stay and left Chengdu Valley.
On the way, Ren Huanghe frowned tightly, bowed his hands and said: "Pavilion Chief, the clothes are donations, which is easy to handle. But other things make my subordinates worried."
"What's there to worry about?" Huang Dong asked casually as he moved his body and tried to adapt to the pain caused by riding a horse.
"But the 15,000 kilograms of relief rice cost almost more than 200 copper coins." Ren Huanghe sighed heavily and couldn't help but ask, "Not to mention the cost of building hundreds of new houses. What should I do about this?”
Hu Bo and Chen Nan nodded and looked at each other with worries in their eyes.
