As for why Huang He is still standing here at this time, the reason is simply that Huang Wancai found someone who looked extremely similar to Huang He when Huang He was a child.
The two always appear alternately, and the details between them are almost identical, aiming to make it difficult to distinguish between the real and the fake.
Of course, Huang Wancai wasn't stupid. In order to completely distinguish between the two, he specially left a mark on Huang He's body, which the fake Huang He would never know. In this way, even if something really happened, he could tell which one was his son.
Now, Huang He is only going out to work for the first time, but he has encountered such a tragic and fatal defeat. If it were his own son, it would truly be a case of the white-haired burying the black-haired.
Moreover, they have already suffered two losses. Even if the Huang family has a lot of wealth, they can't withstand such losses.
Although Huang Wancai was extremely angry, he still had some clarity in his mind. "Who is it? Our Huang family should have no enemies in Qingyuan County. How can such things keep happening one after another?"
Huang He's gaze sharpened as he said, "Father, is it possible that someone else wants to interfere in our trade with the Turks, which is why they've targeted our Huang family?"
Huang Wancai hesitated. Logically speaking, this path was practically impossible for others to take away, after all, Huang Wancai had a sworn brother who was an assistant minister in the Ministry of Rites.
This is the path that this person found; every year, Huang Wancai has to hand over 70% of the money he earns.
If something really had happened to this official, it's impossible that Huang Wancai wouldn't have been notified. After all, many things are complicated and not as simple as they seem.
Huang Wancai wasn't afraid. If someone really had their eye on him, and if the other party was truly powerful, then there was nothing to discuss; he would simply hand it over.
The wealth accumulated over the years is enough for the Huang family to live on for eight generations. In addition, Huang He himself is a student of the academy and has a promising future. Furthermore, this official will also lend a hand. Everything is going smoothly.
So if it really is someone with a significant background, he wouldn't mind just giving it up.
Not only is this person nameless and unidentified, but they can also make such a move. This person must be quite powerful. Who could this enemy be?
Huang He tentatively asked, "Since Father has already come to this, should we wait and see, or should we ask Uncle Qu directly?"
Huang Wancai rubbed his temples and said, "I will immediately write a letter and send it over. We must not act rashly before we receive any news."
"Understood, Father."
Ning Ye slept soundly at home all night and went to the refugee camp early the next morning.
Upon arriving at the destination, Shen Yuanzhi approached Ning Ye with a thick register. "Young Master, I have compiled everything you requested, and the contents of this register are generally reliable. If any problems arise, please feel free to contact me."
"Oh, you're still so confident. Aren't you afraid these people are just making things up?"
"Young master, you may not know this, but the vast majority of these people are illiterate. Even if they were asked to make up lies, they would be easily detected, so they can be basically trusted."
Ning Ye nodded and said, "Since you've said so, then I believe you. How many people who can do masonry can actually build houses?"
Shen Yuanzhi answered immediately, "Reporting to the young master, there are a total of four hundred and thirty-one liang. Not only that, but there are also quite a few blacksmiths and other craftsmen among them."
Ning Ye glanced at the roster and could basically tell one thing: the vast majority of people here had a skill to rely on, and ordinary people would never come here.
After all, these artisans are living quite well, and they may even have some money left over, which is why they are able to travel to such distant places.
But ordinary people don't have that kind of means. They are already struggling to get enough to eat, and each time they flee famine, it's just a dream that never comes to pass.
"Alright, tell everyone to come with me. You have to build your own place to live, and it has to be finished before winter, or you'll all freeze to death in the wilderness."
Such a large and imposing crowd immediately caught Li Ping'an's attention, and he immediately led his men to block the city gate.
Ning Ye immediately rode his horse to the front and said, "Brother Li, it's me. Can you let me in?"
Li Ping'an relaxed a bit after seeing Ning Ye; otherwise, he would have thought that the refugees were preparing to storm the city.
"Young Master Ning, why did you bring these refugees back? There are so many of them, aren't you afraid of going broke?"
Speaking of this, Ning Ye wasn't afraid at all, after all, just two shops could bring him several thousand taels of silver every month.
The partners Lin Qinshu had previously sought out could add several thousand taels each month, and with Old Man Bai Ning Ye now earning ten thousand taels a month effortlessly.
The cheapest brown rice on the market costs only a few dozen coins per bushel, and with the family's own grain production, there's no problem feeding these people.
So after less than half a year of development, Ning Ye is actually a genuine rich man.
"I just can't bear to see them wandering around like this. Anyway, I'm planning to do some things recently and I need a lot of people to do the work. They're the cheapest labor force, so why not take advantage of them?"
Li Ping'an leaned closer and said, "Young Master Ning, I think you should know about what's been happening in the county lately. Are you sure so many people are going to your place?"
"Brother Li, rest assured, I know what I'm doing. If I can't do it, I absolutely won't do it."
Since Ning Ye had already said so, Li Ping'an couldn't stop him anymore. After all, they were only old acquaintances who had exchanged a few words, and he would try to persuade him if he could.
But if he doesn't listen to advice, then it's Ning Ye's own business, and he has no right to interfere.
As usual, after shouting a few times to let them into the city and carefully inspecting them, Ning Ye and the others were allowed to enter. They passed through Qingyuan County before returning to the mansion. By this time, Lin Qinshu had already planted some wooden sticks tied with red cloth in a large area of land.
These are the new villages that Ningye plans to build near the mansion.
Although only a rough area has been drawn up at this moment, Ning Ye believes that with the existence of quick-drying cement, building a house quickly will not be a problem.
The people who were brought over formed a huge, continuous line, and Ning Ye began to issue orders, one after another.
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