Chapter 228 Are you sure these people are good?
After Xu Minghui sent the person there, he hurried back to the county town that afternoon. When he left, he also asked his second uncle Xu to go with him, saying that he needed help with the grain business in the county town.
Uncle Xu remained silent and did not object.
And what Sang Zhixia was worried about did not happen.
These dozen or so people who entered the village temporarily did not cause much resentment among the villagers.
The people of Luobei Village are simple and honest. Although they often have verbal disputes, in the end, their hearts are united and kind.
Everyone believed the excuse Sang Zhixia made up. After learning about the origins of these people, many people shook their heads and sighed.
It is not easy for him to survive such a disaster and travel thousands of miles to get here.
Really tough life.
But Sang Zhixia didn't expect that the first person to come to these people's house would be the village chief.
The village chief said, "These are all young men. Although they have suffered a great disaster, they are still alive. It is a blessing for them. They will have good fortune in the future. It is not a good thing for them to stay in a makeshift hut on the edge of the farm. They will not be easy when winter comes."
Sang Zhixia also considered this issue.
However, these people had just entered the village, and who knew how many more would arrive later. If they arranged everything hastily, it would probably cause a lot of discussion. So they decided to put it on hold for the time being.
The village chief was a shrewd man, and before she could get embarrassed, he took the initiative to say, "There are still many empty foundations in our village, and not many people would build houses there. If they plan to live in the village for a long time, it's actually not bad to go there."
Sang Zhixia's eyes lit up, and she asked in surprise, "Aren't village residential plots usually not given to outsiders? Can the foundation over there be moved?"
"Why can't you move?"
The village chief said with a smile, "According to the village rules, something as important as the homestead cannot be interfered with by outsiders. Firstly, we are afraid that outsiders with unknown origins will cause trouble in the village. Secondly, it is a shared property of everyone in the village, and dividing it up will cause trouble."
"But your family is different, you can give it to me."
The Xu family has been in the village for nearly two years, and apart from the trouble with the Wang family, they have never had any conflict with anyone.
On the contrary, the old man taught the children in the village school. He said that he collected tuition, but the tuition paid at one time was enough for the children who entered the village school to study for a whole year. In addition to teaching, the old man would occasionally spend his own money to buy paper, pens and books to distribute to the children, for fear that the children would not learn enough.
Sang Zhixia made a name for himself in the fields. He never hid anything and was never vague about it. Whenever people from the village came forward to ask for help, he never hesitated to help if he could.
Under her guidance, most families in Luobei Village have had much better harvests this year than in previous years. Moreover, the waterwheel built in the village has benefited all the families who have invested in it.
And the farm she built.
Those from the village who were in a bad financial situation went there, and the contracts they signed were different from those from other villages. Sang Zhixia gave them an extra layer of profit and gave the real benefits to the villagers.
People are soft-hearted. Those who have received benefits and have been taken care of know in their hearts that it is a rare opportunity to help the Xu family, and no one will pretend to be ignorant.
The village chief sighed and said, "We can give you a homestead, but you have to pay for it."
The money collected will be put into the village public fund and used to build roads and ancestral halls, and there must be no ambiguity.
Sang Zhixia nodded repeatedly in delight: "Of course."
"As long as you nod, I will never bargain!"
"There's no point in bargaining."
The village chief glanced at her with a look of confusion, saying, "But I have to ask you first: how many people do you plan to accommodate?"
The farthest place most villagers have been to is the county town, so their knowledge is really limited.
The village chief is different.
From the Xu family's many actions until now, the village chief had at least guessed three points: the people in the Xu family were different from the villagers.
Some things are clear in your heart and do not need to be discussed in detail, but when it comes to things that need to be made clear, the village chief will not be vague.
Sang Zhixia herself was not sure either.
The idea of sending people back was probably a sudden idea of Xu Yu's, and the two of them had no time to discuss it. It is really hard to say how many people there would be.
Sang Zhixia thought about it carefully and said tentatively, "I remember there are quite a few unused residential plots at the foot of the eastern mountain in the village. Could you sell them to me based on a population of about a hundred?"
It is obviously impossible for one person to build a house.
But you can build a bunch of houses next to each other, just like a dormitory, and each person can have a small room, so there will always be enough room for them to live in.
The village chief took a deep breath and asked in surprise, "So many people?"
"Hey, I'm just talking nonsense."
Sang Zhixia scratched her nose and said vaguely, "I just thought that if I could get it done right the first time, I could give it to people who come to work on the farm to live in later."
"You know, there are so many people on the farm now, and many of them sleep in straw nests. This isn't a long-term solution. If only..."
"I'll listen to your nonsense."
The village chief simply interrupted her nonsense and sneered in anger: "Little girl, are you trying to play tricks on me?"
Sang Zhixia chuckled, "Village Chief, you have a keen eye. How dare I play tricks in front of you?"
"So, can you agree to this?"
The territory Sang Zhixia claimed was too large, and even the village chief was a little hesitant.
The village chief thought for a moment and said, "Are you sure these people are good?"
"certainly."
Sang Zhixia suppressed the smile on her face and said sternly, "Village Chief, they won't do anything to harm the villagers when they enter the village. If they violate the rules in the slightest, I will be the first to take the initiative and kick them out without you having to tell me."
The village chief narrowed his eyes and asked, "Do your words count for what these people have done?"
"It counts."
"Village Chief, you don't have to worry about how to discipline them. I will explain the rules to them one by one, and I will also explain all the taboos that should not be violated. They will know how to abide by the rules."
After hearing Sang Zhixia's words, the village chief's heart settled down and he gritted his teeth and said, "Okay."
"Since you said so, then do as you say."
"It's just that we agreed in advance that you pay for the homestead, and the title deed should be in your name, not someone else's."
After all, the village chief still has some concerns, but it is also human nature.
Sang Zhixia simply nodded and agreed. In the evening, she followed the old man to the village chief's house to sign the land deed.
One hand hands over money, the other hand hands over silver.
The next day, Sang Zhixia found Lin Yun, the leader of these people, and told him about the house building plan.
"It's definitely not possible to build a very nice house, but a decent hut to shelter you is still enough, but..."
Sang Zhixia paused, then lowered her voice and said, "Do you know how many more people will come before and after you?"
If she could have a rough idea, she could make plans in advance.
The Northwest is different from other places. Everything becomes troublesome after winter comes. If there is no place for people to stay and they have to stay outside for two nights, it can be fatal.
Lin Yun hadn't expected Sang Zhixia to go to such lengths for them. He was stunned for a moment before lowering his head and saying, "In reply to Young Madam, the world... the young master never mentioned it, so I don't know."
They were the guards surrounding Marquis Jiaxing, a total of 200 people.
At first, one hundred of them followed Jiaxing Hou to the Hongbei battlefield, and the remaining one hundred waited a hundred miles behind the battlefield, but...
Marquis Jiaxing who went there did not come back alive. The Hongbei battlefield was in chaos. Marquis Jiaxing's personal soldiers numbering over one hundred thousand and his 200-member guard team were all scattered. Their lives or deaths were unknown. Those who survived were lucky.
It took Xu Yu countless manpower and resources to find these dozen people.
Whether more can be found is anyone's guess.
After hearing this, Sang Zhixia felt inexplicably depressed. She let out a breath and said, "That's not a big deal."
"Anyway, we already have the space, so we'll divide it up based on the number of people. That way, we won't have to worry about not having enough space for everyone who comes."
"Oh, there's one more thing."
Lin Yun bowed his head respectfully: "Young Madam, please give your instructions."
"Don't call me that, and don't call me Young Master or Prince anymore, understand?"
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