Yan Yun was busy organizing a flower viewing banquet with smiles all day long. As for Zhuang Xile, she went to the warehouse with her to choose a few useful items, and then found another day when her mother was busy taking Huarong out.

The city is so lively now, it’s so uncomfortable for her to stay in the house all day.

She didn't wander around, and went to Ginkgo Pavilion to ask for a pot of tea and some snacks. She sat down and listened to the people downstairs chatting, while you watched the crowds on the street, which was very comfortable.

"Master, I heard that King Yong'an will arrive in the next two days."

Hua Rong secretly estimated how much money King Yong'an could bring this time, and I don't know if he would live in the Prince's Mansion. After all, the last time she was exploited by her master.

Zhuang Xile picked up a piece of snack and took a small bite, then picked up the teacup and pecked it lightly, and then said, "He won't stay here for too long this time."

The matter of Portuguese is still waiting for him to deal with, so you can't sit in Jintian City, right?

Hua Rong was about to speak when she was attracted by the voice downstairs.

A man dressed up by a merchant came to the teahouse, perhaps a regular customer, and when the man arrived, a friend greeted him, "Shopkeeper Wu, but I haven't seen you come for a few days, or is it still the old seat?"

The man who asked Manager Wu to walk straight to a position and sit down, "It's still the old position, the old rule."

The guy hurried down to prepare, and another merchant dressed up as a man asked, "Shopkeeper Wu, where has he made a fortune recently? It seems like he has been leaving for two months, right?"

Manager Wu sighed and shook his head, "Shopkeeper Wang, don't laugh at me anymore. You're still rich. This time I've lost some money."

"Oh, what's going on?"

Manager Wang sat over with his teacup. You should know that people who are now traveling to business in Jintian City will make a big profit, as long as they can endure hardships, they will make more or less profits. It is rare to hear that they can lose money if they lose it.

Not only Manager Wang, but others also raised their ears, and several others also asked. Manager Wu picked up the teacup and lamented and put it down. It might be because he had been suppressed for too long in his heart. Everyone started to ask this question.

"Quzhou, Quzhou knows that it snowed heavily last winter. This year, it was hotter and the snow melted quickly. It caused heavy flooding. A few days ago, it rained heavily. A lot of land was flooded, houses were destroyed, and refugees were everywhere. I suffered heavy losses this time. I took back half of the goods and half of the goods were stolen by refugees."

“The loss is huge~”

The people around him immediately started to talk, and some people said, "It rained heavily in Jintian City for several days, and the river was churning, which looked scary. I didn't take a boat much for two days, but I didn't hear that the people's fields were flooded."

The people around him quickly told him, "In recent years, the prince has been working hard to build water conservancy projects. He has spent the best efforts on it. The rainwater has been flowing through the ditches into the rivers, but it will not be flooded."

Some people, regardless of the Southwest Water Conservancy, suddenly patted their thighs, "I can't say that some of our shopkeepers have not come back yet, don't meet refugees, right?"

"No, I have to go back and see you, say goodbye, and see you again."

The man said and hurriedly walked out. When he reached the door, he found that he had not paid the tea money. He turned around in a hurry. At this time, Manager Wang hurriedly said, "Thank you, Manager Wang, is on my head, so go back and take a look."

The one hurriedly bowed and ran out hurriedly without having time to say thank you.

There was a lot of discussion in the teahouse, and Manager Wu talked about the situation of refugees again.

Hua Rong stretched her neck and listened carefully for a few ears, then said happily: "Master, I heard that there are refugees in Quzhou, and it seems that there are still many."

Zhuang Xile naturally heard it clearly, suddenly stood up, his eyes lit up, "Let's go to the Jiedushi's Office."

I am afraid of refugees in other places, but not the southwest. As much as I come, the better.

When the Jiedushiyamen, the Prince Zhuang heard Zhuang Xile say this, he immediately sent someone to inquire carefully. Zhuang Liangzheng smiled and said, "Xiele, it's really time for you to come. Just now, a flat land has just been circled, but when you open up land and farm, you are worried that you don't know where to move people from. You're really sleepy and you're so sleepy that you've encountered a pillow."

The southwest is large, and although there are many mountains, there are also flat lands. As long as there are enough people to open up land, a barren land can become fertile land in two or three years.

Zhuang Xile immediately became proud again. She should tell her mother when she turned around. If she let her out for a walk, she might have unexpected gains. After all, she is a lucky person.

She couldn't stay in the Jiedushi's yamen for a long time, so she left after saying this. Seeing that it was still early, she continued to walk on the streets. At this time, she remembered Miss Wang, who could identify grain and control land. It would be great if there were such talents in the southwest of them.

"Let's go to the flower market."

Since the mansion wants to hold a flower viewing banquet, we always have to make more flowers for us to see.

The flower market in Jintian City is a bit far from the Prince's Mansion. There are crowds of people on the street. It took half an hour to walk. As soon as I got off the bus, I felt a scent of flowers that was coming.

"These flower shops and friends, let alone making money or not, they can see the freshest flowers every day, and this job is fine."

The flowers of various colors such as begonia, daffodils, Clivia, camellia and other blooming were placed at the doors of each household. When they saw a pot of azaleas blooming well, they just wanted to ask a question and asked a familiar voice, bargaining.

Hua Rong looked in the voice and said, "Master, it's Xiao Ming in charge."

Manager Xiao Ming also saw Zhuang Xile at this moment, and stepped forward and bowed: "Princess, why did you come to the flower market in person?"

"Come here and take a look."

The person who was negotiating with Xiao Ming was about to meet him, but was stopped by Xiao Ming, "My girl just wandered around casually without any comments."

The man hurriedly bowed his hand, his eyes full of excitement.

Manager Xiao Ming also came to choose flowers for this flower viewing banquet, so Zhuang Xile was no longer busy and was planning to choose two particularly beautiful pots to bring them back to Ruyiyuan. Hua Rong kept looking at a voice in the distance, feeling very familiar.

Zhuang Xile also looked over, and in his sight was a woman in plain clothes, with a cloth towel wrapped in florals on her head, holding a pot of very beautiful azaleas on her flower stand.

Soon a girl with two girls took a fancy to the pot of cuckoo. After some bargaining, the pot of cuckoo was sold. The woman took the money and turned around and walked in.

Hua Rong withdrew her gaze, "Master, that woman's figure is so familiar."

Zhuang Xile nodded, "It's quite familiar."

"Let Xiao Ming ask the shopkeeper just now."
Chapter completed!