Not only did they provide relief to the refugees, they even built houses and shops for them. This had never been heard of in the thousands of years since the time of the Divine Emperor.
But when he saw the scale of the surrounding construction plan, he had been walking around here for a long time and still couldn't see where it ended.
Just a rough estimate, the area covered may have houses within 10 to 20 miles.
Moreover, none of these buildings look temporary.
But is it possible to really settle these refugees here? How can we feed so many refugees?
His mind was like a mess. There were no typos, it was just a mess. The mess could be sorted out, but if it wasn't sorted out well, at least anyone who saw it would know it was a mess.
But garbled characters are troublesome.
So Mr. Han, who always seemed to be very smart, was unable to answer Nangong Shang's question.
I can only pretend to think and not speak.
Nangong Shang saw that he was in deep thought and didn't want to disturb him.
As I walked forward, I was suddenly attracted by what was in front of me.
"Shopkeeper, what is this?"
When Han Zhuowu heard his voice, he subconsciously followed his gaze.
However, what Nangong Shang was pointing at was a copper basin, and inside the basin were some white crystalline particles.
Han Zhuowu couldn't help but be attracted by this. He had never seen anything so white and crystal clear.
Upon hearing Nangong Shang's question, a woman from the store immediately came out to greet them. Seeing the two men dressed elegantly and followed by a large group of guards, she was taken aback. Then she smiled warmly and said, "Wow, I didn't expect that Cuiping Mountain would have such distinguished guests today!"
Then he pointed to the crystalline particles in the copper basin and asked, "Is this what the guest is asking about?
This is called frosting sugar, and customers can try it if they want to buy it."
Then he took out a small piece of white paper, rolled it up to make a trumpet shape, and picked up a small silver spoon, scooped up a little bit, and poured it into the trumpet-shaped paper roll.
Nangong Shang couldn't help but frown slightly when she saw this, feeling a little unhappy and hesitant.
The displeasure was because the woman was too stingy. The silver spoon was small to begin with, but it was only as big as the woman's big toe, so it was not even full.
Who are you looking down on?
The hesitation was because although this thing looked beautiful, it was after all something from the refugee area, and I didn't know what it was. But from what she said, it should be food.
But as a child of a noble family, how could he eat the food of refugees casually? How could that be disgraceful?
However, the attendant beside him was very quick-witted and took it while he was hesitant. He expressed his dissatisfaction to the woman without hiding his dissatisfaction: "You are too stingy as a shop owner. What can you taste from such a small amount?
Hey, sir, this paper is quite good!"
Being Nangong Shang's closest follower, he must have seen and eaten a lot, and naturally had more knowledge than ordinary people. As soon as he got it, he immediately felt that he didn't know what the frosting candy was like, but the paper used for this scroll was good stuff.
Nangong Shang and Han Zhuowu were originally focusing on the frosting sugar, but when he said this, they couldn't help but notice the paper used to make the scroll.
I found that the paper was good.
Not only is its texture firm, unlike ordinary paper which is soft and sagging, but when you touch it with your fingers, it feels as smooth as jade.
Looking more closely, I was even more surprised to find that the paper was so fine that there was not a single flaw, and even impurities were barely visible.
Immediately, attention was diverted to the paper roll.
Han Zhuowu couldn't help but open his eyes wide and cursed, "What a waste! What a waste! You actually use such good paper to make such useless things!
You, you..."
Nangong Shang was also extremely angry and could not help but snort coldly, "Refugees are refugees. This is simply a disgrace to society!"
The woman in the store was shocked by the two people's reaction, but since she was trained by Tianxiaju, she naturally understood why the two were angry.
In fact, they themselves felt heartbroken when they saw such good white paper being cut into such small pieces.
However, Sanniang told them that this was a semi-finished product. Because the quality was not up to standard, the better parts were cut into small pieces. It would not be used in the store.
Firstly, it is to make the best use of the resources, and secondly, it is to build a good reputation.
Seeing the two of them so excited, he couldn't help but laugh secretly, and despised the two bumpkins in his heart.
Yingying smiled nonchalantly and said, "Don't be upset, my two guests. This paper is actually also produced by my Royal Workshop.
It is not for sale yet, but it is a small token of my appreciation to the customers.
Although guests can't use them to write books, they can use them to write short stories or draw small things. Isn't that also a kind of fun?"
After she said this, the expressions of the two men changed slightly again, and it was not good to get angry again.
And I have to admit that what the other party said makes sense. If this thing is used in this way, it would indeed be quite interesting.
Although I still feel it’s a pity, it’s hard to say that it’s a waste of resources.
After all, it's a gift from someone else. Do you really expect others to give you a large piece of such a precious thing at once?
It’s hard to say what to say at the moment.
Then he snorted again, "Humph, that sounds nice, but do these refugees here understand the fun of it?"
"You are joking, my guest. Ordinary people naturally don't understand the benefits of such things.
Although our store is located here, we are still catering to distinguished guests like you. In the future, we will also open stores in the capital. This place is just a showcase for the workshop next to it.
The target is other merchants who want to do this business."
If you are a modern person, you will naturally understand it as soon as you hear it. This is a factory direct store and store wholesale.
Although the two men didn't know this, they probably understood what the woman meant after listening to her explanation.
But the two of them disagreed in their hearts.
Would anyone come to a place like this?
But having said this, it's not a good idea to dwell on it any further.
So he turned his attention back to the frosting.
"Frosting sugar? Is it malt sugar? Why is it different from malt sugar?"
Although the woman despised it again in her heart, she said, "My lord, you are very knowledgeable. This thing is indeed a sweet food like malt sugar, but it is much more delicious than malt sugar.
To be honest, it is similar to rock honey, but the taste and appearance are incomparable to rock honey.
When Nangong Shang heard about Shi Mi, she nodded.
In this era, ordinary people didn't know about Shi Mi, but people from aristocratic families like him knew about her.
I also know that it is produced in the south and is very expensive, much more valuable than malt sugar.
And this thing does look better than the rock honey.
He nodded slightly and said, "So, this item isn't something of low value. But was it also made by refugees?"
The female shopkeeper despised the man even more and couldn't help but laugh, "Sir, aren't all the grains in this world grown by the common people?"
If you despise common people so much, why don’t you just not eat?
The crops are all grown by the common people!
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