Zhao Qingyan laughed heartily.
"I thought the general would say, 'So what if I ate it? What can you do to me?'"
I'll go home first. Let me know when the General decides when to send out the troops.
After saying that, Zhao Qingyan left without looking back.
Zhao Minggeng had already returned to the county government office in Dawar. After all, he was the magistrate of the county and couldn't always be absent.
Having been away from home for some time, Zhao Minggeng noticed a significant increase in the number of people in the city upon his return.
At the very least, people dare to go out on the streets freely.
Two newly renovated shops in the city are waiting to open.
Upon seeing the sign, Zhao Minggeng knew that it was his mother and daughter who had put together it.
Some bold shopkeepers, upon hearing that the border guards had repelled a 200,000-strong army from Northern Mongolia, felt that the Divine Dragon Kingdom had become tough.
One by one, they shrank back.
When they returned, they naturally wanted to continue running the shop.
Especially the county government office posted the new policy orders,
In Dawar County, new shops opening or old shops resuming business are exempt from taxes for the first year.
People who had fled returned, and farmland was returned to them.
Furthermore, land tax was waived for one year, and the government provided high-yield grain seeds free of charge.
The registrar Zhao Minggeng, whom he had previously looked down upon, now sits in the county government office with a beaming smile every day.
Regardless of whether the new magistrate is reliable or not, his family members are reliable.
The old lady ran a clothing workshop, and not long after opening, she paid taxes to the government.
Two shops are preparing to open, one selling food and the other selling grain.
Once these two shops open, they will surely have to pay taxes to the government.
If the people can come back, then this old man can work for another twenty years.
The old clerk, despite his white beard and eyebrows, is actually only forty-five years old.
It's just that it's grown older than expected, there's nothing we can do about it.
The registrar was happy that the county government office could reopen, and the old man could earn money and no longer worry about making a living.
I don't know where his intuition came from, but he felt that the arrival of this new magistrate would bring about a change in Dawar.
With Zhao Qingyan back, the snack shop and grain store naturally need to reopen.
After drinking a glass of water and visiting two shops with Madam Huang, Zhao Qingyan filled the warehouse behind the grain shop to the brim.
Then they went to the snack shop and bought everything they needed.
To ensure a sufficient supply of meat, the newly dug ice cellar in the backyard of the snack shop played a crucial role.
Zhao Qingyan took out the ice she had stored up during the winter.
Feeling that the temperature in the ice cellar was low enough, Zhao Qingyan took out the meat from the space.
To make the food shop more convenient, Zhao Qingyan not only used her mental power to slaughter the pigs, cattle, and sheep, but also divided the food into small plots.
After taking out the meat from two cows, ten sheep, and five pigs, Zhao Qingyan stopped. She was afraid that the meat wouldn't sell quickly and would spoil.
To ensure the snack stalls have enough meat to sell,
The Huang family has already bought a piece of wasteland not far outside Dawar City.
Approximately 100 acres are used for raising poultry and livestock.
Of course, the person in charge was transferred from Zhao Family Village.
If there aren't enough people, then the old men and women in Dawar will come in to help.
This gives new hope to those who think they are useless.
"Boss, our city of Davar has been empty for a long time. Why do you still dare to make such a big purchase here?"
Zhao Jiu from the livestock farm laughed, "I've told you so many times, I'm not the owner, just call me Manager Jiu."
Our boss is quite capable; they dared to buy this land and build this garden, so they must have been absolutely certain of success.
That Northern Inner Mongolia won't be able to keep up for long.
Don't worry, we ordinary people can just focus on eating and drinking well.
If you hear from your children, write them a letter and ask them to come back. Things will be much better from now on.
Old Master Luo, who had just spoken, blinked his eyes. "Manager Jiu, are you telling the truth?"
He received a meaningful smile from Zhao Jiu.
Zhao Qingyan's return is naturally to fill the manor of her dreams.
When Zhao Qingyan arrived at the manor with an endless herd of pigs, cattle, and sheep, and carts loaded with a large number of chickens, ducks, and geese,...
Zhao Jiu and the others were utterly stunned.
This young lady is really something. Why are all the animals she drives so well-behaved?
Naturally, there was no solution. These beasts were locked up in a designated place.
Zhao Qingyan then had Zhao Jiu and the others unload the feed, grain, and seeds she had brought.
To put it simply, the people living in this manor have to grow their own food and drink in the autumn.
As for how many people are needed, that depends on Zhao Jiu's abilities.
However, no one who works for the Zhao family is stupid. As long as they are given instructions, they will naturally be able to do a good job.
Zhao Qingyan quickly settled the business deal.
Back in the inner quarters, she saw Zhao Qingyang waiting at the door of her room.
"Brother, why are you sitting at your sister's door? Why don't you go back to your room?"
When Zhao Qingyan saw her younger brother, she habitually ruffled his hair.
Zhao Qingyang smiled and let his sister ravage his hair.
It even unconsciously burrowed into Zhao Qingyan's palm, just like a dog begging for a pat.
"Sister, I've finished! Come and see the sewing machine I made."
"What?" Zhao Qingyan looked incredulous.
If this kid can actually make this, then he's really defying the heavens, isn't he?
He followed Zhao Qingyang into his house.
Zhao Qingyan was amazed when she saw the large sewing machine made of wood and cast iron.
The sample Zhao Qingyan provided was made of iron, except for the panel.
Zhao Qingyang's sewing machine,
Except for the iron machines and sewing machine needles, the rest of the furniture is mostly made of wood.
Zhao Qingyan sat down at the sewing machine, casually picked up the fabric that Zhao Qingyang had used for testing earlier, secured it, and turned the wheel once.
With the clicking of the sewing machine, a straight line of even stitches soon appeared on the fabric.
Zhao Qingyan tried fabrics of different thicknesses and materials, and the results were surprisingly good.
Zhao Qingyan felt that her younger brother was a treasure boy.
"My goodness, how did you get such a brilliant mind? You're so smart. I'm so proud of you."
Zhao Qingyan has almost used up all the praise she has for herself today.
"Hey bro, can this thing be mass-produced?"
If we can, we can make a fortune. We can guarantee you'll never have to worry about food or drink again.
Zhao Qingyan's mind quickly turned to making money.
Mrs. Huang found the sewing machine incredibly rare.
This was made by her grandson, by his own hands. He's amazing.
“My grandson, you are so smart. You are the smartest of all my grandsons.”
As soon as Huang finished speaking, Zhao Qingyi, who had just returned from outside, overheard her.
"Grandma, I'm your smartest grandson too."
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