Chapter 289: To "Fengwu" [Requesting Monthly Tickets]
Because the collapse and damage were so severe that the house was almost uninhabitable, Chu Yao intended to demolish and rebuild the entire place.
However, this would not only involve a massive amount of work, but the increasingly cold winter would also increase the survival pressure on ordinary people.
If we do some simple repairs before moving in...
Looking at the snowfall in Fugu City in previous years, even after the houses were repaired, they couldn't withstand the snow. A little too much snow would easily cause them to collapse again, endangering the lives of ordinary people. Chu Yao was in a dilemma, hesitating over what to do—of course, the biggest problem was still poverty.
If the family were more wealthy and had a place to settle these commoners, they could have completely demolished and rebuilt the entire place, with a more rational layout, without the need for so much trouble with repairs. Just as he was worrying about this, his lord arrived, and he put down his work.
"My lord!"
Shen Tang waved his hand, indicating that he didn't need to be so polite.
"Wu Hui, sit down and discuss this. I have something to attend to."
Chu Yao smiled wryly and said, "Then we've come to the same conclusion. I also have something I'd like to ask you to decide, my lord."
Shen Tang's forces were short-handed.
You can just find any tent for the meeting.
Everyone was there in no time.
Zhao Feng looked to the left, then to the right.
He touched his nose sheepishly.
He doesn't seem quite right for this occasion.
However, it was clear that Shen Tang had no concept of this, and Zhao Feng also shamelessly stayed. Then Shen Lang teased, "That's perfect, let's solve things together, and we can save ourselves a trip. You tell me first, what is it that is troubling Wu Hui?"
Chu Yao chuckled to himself.
"It is related to the resettlement of ordinary people."
The common people they brought were all homeless and destitute, mostly the elderly, women, and children. They had no land to cultivate in their hometowns, let alone in the unfamiliar city of Fugu. A check of the land registration records in the administrative center revealed that ninety percent of the land was in the hands of a few families.
The common people do not own much land.
Most of these are barren and wasteland with poor fertility.
There wasn't enough land for the native inhabitants of Fugu City, let alone enough to spare for the elderly, weak, women, and children from outside the city. Even if there was land, some of the common people were too old or disabled to do heavy physical labor. There was also a severe shortage of farm tools and oxen.
In short—
Fugu City is truly poor.
These livelihood issues are still months away; the immediate problem is housing. As Chu Yao spoke, he unfolded an old piece of paper whose creases had been carefully smoothed out. On it was a partial plan of the architectural layout of Fugu City, the ink still fresh.
Neat and uniform, divided into sections.
Each area has its own function. Some areas are specifically for residence, some are for vendors to do business, and there are even detailed plans for which locations should have what type of shops, while some areas are for entertainment and leisure, such as taverns and restaurants.
The buildings are well-organized and orderly.
The roads between the districts were wide and smooth, large enough for four carriages to pass side by side. Each district was interconnected yet relatively independent. This facilitated centralized management and minimized security conflicts. Shen Tang was somewhat tempted after a cursory glance.
but--
Her focus was unique.
"Aren't there too few shops allocated to merchants?"
Based on this, management is convenient and to some extent reduces the possibility of people engaging in too much commercial activity. However, in Shen Tang's view, Fugu City will grow and expand sooner or later!
Commercial activities will only increase in the future.
Chu Yao: "..."
He thought Goro's main concern would be the massive scale of the project and the lack of funds and supplies, but he didn't expect that Goro would be thinking about how small the market was.
He said helplessly, "If one man does not plow, he will go hungry; if one woman does not weave, she will go cold. The current crisis for the common people is food and clothing, not anything else. Let's consider this after every household in Fugu City has surplus grain. For now, it is more than enough."
Merchants facilitate the exchange of goods and promote economic development.
But if everyone wants to do business and not produce anything, fertile fields will be abandoned. Goro's concern is valid, but that's a problem for the distant future. If there really isn't enough land in the future, we can simply open another market or extend its opening hours.
Right now, filling our stomachs is the most important thing.
Shen Tang said, "Then I have no problem."
Chu Yao retorted, "Where's the money? Where's the food? Where's the manpower?"
Shen Tang: "..."
In the blink of an eye, her world turned gray.
The three questions made her feel emo.
"Ah, this..."
She would be very happy if poverty hadn't ruined her life.
Chu Yao also sighed.
They voiced the word "poverty".
"Yao is preparing to begin construction, but the weather is cold, and we don't know how to settle these thousands of commoners. Should we repair the dilapidated houses first and let them get through the winter, or should we demolish all the ruins? If it's the latter—the commoners' winter warmth will become a problem again..."
Everyone can continue to live in makeshift tents.
But the tent really doesn't keep you warm.
This means that the cost of winter supplies will increase.
Seeing Shen Tang's worried face, Gong Shuwu hesitated, then hesitated again, finally stammering that he also needed to apply for funding. The city walls of Fugu City had fallen into disrepair over the years, with parts collapsed and peeling away.
If it's not repaired, it won't have much of a defensive effect.
Chen·emo·Tang: "..."
Gu Chi couldn't bear it, but he still delivered the final blow.
He also needs funding.
Shen Tang: "..."
Looking at Lord Shen, whose face was etched with "poverty," Zhao Feng felt a pang of pity, yet also a sense of wonder—neither his deceased former master nor his current lord, Wu Xian, knew what "poverty" meant, nor had they ever experienced the hardship of having to stretch every penny to ten.
real--
That's terrible.
Zhao Fengdu couldn't help but feel sympathy.
But as it turned out, he couldn't easily sympathize with Shen Tang, because misfortune would follow—when he came to his senses, he directly met Shen Tang's gaze. Zhao Feng's heart skipped a beat, thinking to himself that he had been caught daydreaming, but then he wondered if it was just a coincidence…
Shen Tang just happened to glance at herself...
But Shen Tang was looking at him.
Zhao Feng asked honestly, "Does Lord Shen have any instructions?"
Shen Tang nodded: "Yes, there are."
Zhao was just being polite. Feng: "..."
"Please give your orders, Mr. Shen."
Shen Tang: "A martial artist with unparalleled courage can split mountains and cleave seas?"
Zhao Feng didn't understand why the question had jumped to this point, but his inherent nature compelled him to answer truthfully: "Splitting mountains and breaking seas is just a commoner's rumor. Not every martial artist with courage can do it. Only a seventeenth-rank chief of a four-horse chariot has the confidence to do so..."
That means it's possible, not easy.
Zhao Feng is still far away.
Shen Tang said, "General Zhao is too modest. Actually, I have something I'm hesitant to talk about, and I'd like to ask you and Banbu for help, but I'm worried that you might find it offensive, so..."
Gong Shuwu: "..."
Is this even related to him?
Zhao Feng said, “Shen Jun, please speak freely. As long as it is not something that involves betraying kindness, loyalty, or trust, I am willing to serve you.”
Gong Shuwu agreed immediately afterward.
Shen Tang coughed lightly and cleared his throat.
Gu Chi had some idea of what was going on.
As expected—
Then Shen Langjun smiled shyly and said, "The capable should do more work, right? I was planning to take Wu Hui's suggestion and rebuild the entire southwest corner in one go! But most of the common people under my command are the elderly, weak, women and children. Putting them in such heavy physical labor is not only a matter of whether their bodies can handle it, but the speed is also not very good..."
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I currently have 6322 monthly passes.
It's very close to 6666!
But tomorrow is the last day.
My monthly pass is about to expire, so let's vote for it!
[I want to participate in the monthly pass lottery seven times next month and express my desire for 7000 monthly passes!]
(End of this chapter)
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