However, the days in the mountains have become more and more difficult to pass recently. The taxes are getting heavier and heavier. It is hard to see any oil star at lunch. It is just some coarse grain cakes and stewed vegetables. However, Old Man Qiu often advised the dishes. During the meal, Zhou Mingrui played his slogan and stumbled around the transactions of the farm, but got bad news. These tribes never thought about selling the family business passed down from their ancestors.

Huangshi and others had to hold on to the topic first. The simple food was even harder. After finally finishing the meal, Zhou Mingrui wanted to pay the money, but the clan elders refused to ask for it, but in the push, they finally lost to the strong guests. After the meal, everyone walked around the village. At this time, the men who worked also returned to the village one after another, and they all looked at the group of brightly dressed guests, and some of them had envy.

On the way back, Huangshi seemed a little unhappy, but when he walked out not far away and looked back at the village, he found that the masters were still standing in front of the village gate to say goodbye. He couldn't help feeling a little guilty, because he was thinking about some bad ideas from these pure servants.

Zhou Mingrui saw that Huang Shi was not in a good mood, so he spoke, "Master, if you want to talk to them at a young age, add some more money and see them..."

"Brother Rui, I'm afraid this is useless," an old man's voice came from behind. It turned out that Lan Shenmu was talking. When he saw Huang Shi stop and look at him, he continued, "Master, this old man from the Qiu family doesn't want to sell it. On the one hand, except that the Lao Zhuangzi is a ancestral family business, on the other hand, I guess he is still afraid that he can get money. This money will be spent one day, but this field can be passed down from generation to generation."

Huang Shi was stunned for a while, and said with great enlightenment, "Yi Bo, you are right, you always have life experience, so that we can understand the key points of things, but you always see it accurately. This is really like having an old man in the family, like a treasure."

Lan Shenmu didn't know what life experience is, the key points of things, but he understood the following sentence. The master was praising him, which made him very useful. So he smiled and said, "Master, there was no meat or fish in the lunch that the Qiu family entertained guests today, and the vegetables only had the salty taste. After the meal, the old man also looked at the farm. Apart from a few local dogs, there were no other chickens and ducks, which showed that life was really difficult."

"Uncle, since you also say that their life is difficult, why do I say that I will add some money, but you don't agree?" Zhou Mingrui said with some dissatisfaction.

Lan Shenmu smiled and said, "Brother Rui, you are still young. Do you think they are just a farmer in the mountains. Even if you get the money, where can you spend it? Besides, how many days can you spend it. They are not like Brother Rui. They have grown up in the city since childhood. With money, you can start a small business shop. If you have something, you can also take care of relatives, friends and neighbors."

Zhou Mingrui himself was a quick-minded person. When he heard this, he was immediately convinced. After thinking about it, he said, "Master, Uncle Lan is right. Isn't the master still going to recruit some servants? Or he would spend money here to discuss the transaction of the land with the owner Qiu, and promised them that they could rely on the master as servants. Isn't it the best of both worlds?"

"If this ordinary family is not dead, no one would like to join the master's family as a slave. Besides, the reputation of Master is not known to everyone now, so this road is not feasible." After listening to Mu Dexian, he interjected himself, "Master, I think the safest way is to buy a manor of similar size near the city of the palace, and then discuss with them the matter of replacing the land."

Huang Shi nodded, "What you said makes sense, but Qiujiazhuang is not familiar with us, so Mingrui's suggestion is probably difficult to work. We can try the idea of ​​being idle first."

"Master, I think that Mr. Zhou's words make sense. My father wanted to let Mr. Zhou be a servant for you, but the younger one was not willing to do so. But after Mr. Zhou was a servant for you, he had such good food and clothing. The younger one was not happy now. So according to the younger one, it would be better to recruit the young men in the farm to be a servant for the master for a period of time before discussing Mr. Zhou's arrangements. I think it's right."

Huang Shi was stunned after hearing this and thought to himself, yes, in modern society, in addition to paying compensation for the demolition households, he also needs to place them in resettlement work. If there is a demonstration effect in front, the effect will obviously be excellent. He laughed and said, "Xiao Zhu, they all said you are Zhu Erdai. I think you are confused about small matters and have great wisdom in big matters."

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So everyone's interest suddenly became higher and their pace was light. As the old man Qiu said, after climbing two mountains southwards, he saw an official road, winding around the mountains, and everyone stepped up their pace.

Originally, on a modern road of about 10 kilometers, it took more than two hours to walk slowly to the center of the city. However, in the Ming Dynasty, the surrounding area of ​​this city had not been developed and improved. It took more than three hours to get to the city. As we walked, the people on both sides of the official road became increasingly dense, and more people were wearing the costumes of scholars and scholars. Mu Deyi sighed happily that this was the place where articles were educated.

As the sun approaches the setting sun, looking at the gray city in the distance, bathing in the golden sunshine, Huangshi is even more excited than seeing the ancient city of Zhangcheng, because although he is not born as a servant, he is a servant. He has lived in this Fuzhou city for nearly 30 years. Seeing that time seems to have returned to these 500 hundred years ago, he inevitably feels a heavy sense of history in his heart.

Looking at the ancient city of Fuzhou that has gradually become clear in front of it, the Zhenhai Tower built beside the mountains on the ancient city tower, Huangshi feels that there is no comparison of modern urban high-rise buildings. This city tower that is several meters high and the solemn city gate tower feels as majestic as a hill.

Everyone followed Mu Deyi into the city and walked around several streets and alleys. Zhou Mingrui and others who had just arrived in the capital city for the first time were all shocked by the rows of houses with pink walls and black tiles next to each other, and the bustling crowds of people. After all, the prosperity of this capital city is not comparable to a small county in Zhangcheng.
Chapter completed!