As soon as he finished speaking, the clerk tore a receipt in half and handed it to Han Wen'an.
"Wait a moment, someone will take you there!"
The document continued, "The Prince Xin's mansion has been recruiting workers. Working for the mansion can earn money to buy farm tools, cloth, and grain in the city."
Fifty acres of farmland, tax-free for five years, and the right to go hunting in the mountains regularly.
Thank you.
Han Wen'an thanked him and then came to the side with his son, Han Yi.
Before long, another group of people finished registering and stood with Han Wenan and the others.
These people were all assigned to the Third Community of the Twelfth District of Dongning Prefecture.
After fifty people had been gathered, an older man spoke up: "Alright, let's go!"
The 12th district and 3rd community aren't far; we can get there before dark.
Following the old man, Han Wen'an and his group continued forward.
The 12th district and the 3rd community are indeed not far apart.
Upon arriving at this desolate area, one can immediately see the towering Dongning Prefecture City in the distance.
"These dugouts were just dug out recently."
The old man pointed to the nearby dugouts and said, "One for each household, you can make do with them for now."
During this period, the Prince's Palace was also recruiting workers to dig dugouts, with a daily wage of one liter of rice and ten coins.
You can earn some money first, buy farming tools, and then slowly clear the land.
"Thank you, uncle."
Han Wen'an and the others expressed their gratitude.
After the fifty or so people had their dugouts distributed, they all began to tidy up their own homes.
Looking at the dugout in front of him, Han Wen'an took a deep breath, stroked his son Han Yi's head, and said calmly, "Yi'er, this is our home from now on!"
It's a pity your mother can't see it...?
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