"Well, Dad, on the way back, I kept thinking about it. The wages for the villagers must be paid in copper coins. I have 1,000 taels of silver, how can I pay them out? So I went to the Li family to find Miss Li and asked her to help me exchange some copper coins."
After hearing this, Mr. Wang suddenly became unhappy.
"Son, come here."
"What, Dad."
Village Chief Wang walked up to Mr. Wang.
“Pah pah pah!”
"Dad, why did you hit me?"
"I hit you, I thought it was to wake you up. Miss Li is so busy every day, and you still ask her to help change copper coins. What do you want me to do? What do you want me to do?"
"Dad, Miss Li is in big trouble. It's easy to exchange it for copper coins. I went to the town to exchange it, but I was afraid that I would be robbed if I brought so much silver."
"I told you you're stupid, but you're still unwilling. What's the point of the newly formed patrol team in the village? They receive 20 kilograms of food from the village for free every month. Isn't it given for free? To exchange it for money, you have to join them. With dozens of people going together, who can still worry about being robbed?"
"Dad, you still have brains. I'm going to go find Miss Li and get the money back. Get a few people from the patrol team to go with me to exchange it."
After saying this, Village Chief Wang left.
Mr. Wang, who was sitting on the chair, saw his son running away. He stroked his beard with his hand and laughed helplessly.
"Why are you running so fast? You're already a grandfather, and I'm not going to hit you."
"Great grandfather."
"Why!"
Suddenly, a childish voice ran to Wang Xiucai and called out.
Looking at his well-behaved and lovely grandson, Mr. Wang no longer had the heart to care about Village Chief Wang's son, so he focused on teaching his grandson to read.
Li Mengyue returned home, took out a pen and paper, and began to write down what she was going to do next.
Build reservoirs, collect rice, recruit refugees, build public canteens, make paper, run duck businesses, and experience the Ice Age.
Li Mengyue looked at the things she had to do. Each one was very important and she couldn't give up or postpone any of them. She felt a sense of urgency.
[Su 㹏, you said you want to make Wuning the largest county in Da Zhou. How exactly do you do that?]
[This involves economics, which is a bit advanced, and I'm afraid you won't understand what I'm saying.]
【Su㹏, I feel like you are implying something about me. 】
[No, you heard wrong, I was praising you.]
[Hehe, I'm going to play with the King of Kings.]
Seeing the system's arrogant look, Li Mengyue's mouth twitched, and she looked at the plan in her hand again.
It’s not that she doesn’t want to talk to Tuanzi, but the matter is rather complicated and cannot be explained in a few words.
"Sister Mengyue, you are looking for me."
"Yes."
"What's the matter?"
"Brother Yang Qiang, this is what I want to do. I want you and Uncle Yang to help me build a market. I'll pay you what you deserve, and I won't pay you a penny less."
"Sister Mengyue, look at what you're saying. If it weren't for your suggestion, my Yang family would still be living a life of hunger, let alone having money to pay for my mother's medical treatment. My father said that as long as you need something, my Yang family will do its best. How can I ask for money?"
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