Chapter 271 Where there are people, there is hope
To get to Chuyun Village, you need to walk through the town and then another five miles forward.
Their sudden entry into the town of four or five hundred people aroused great curiosity among the townspeople.
Moreover, the people of Shanglin Village were originally refugees. After leaving the mountains, they deliberately wore their ripped clothes to avoid looking too different from other refugees.
At first glance, they are clearly refugees.
The sudden influx of hundreds of refugees into the town caused some panic among the residents.
Everyone thought the refugees had broken through, but they felt much relieved when they saw Liu, the constable.
Liu, the yamen runner, often came to this town on business, and many long-term residents knew him.
Some of the bolder ones looked directly at Liu, the constable, and asked,
"Officer Liu, where are you on your errand? Who are these people...?"
The person asking the question hesitated, but Liu, the constable, understood. He looked at the people standing on both sides of the street watching, some of whom even ran home and closed their doors.
Without wasting words, Liu, the constable, spoke loudly.
"Don't be nervous, everyone. These people are from the north. Our governor has ordered that we take in the refugees from the north."
They all used to have happy families, but they couldn't survive at home because of the natural disaster.
In order to survive, they had no choice but to flee the famine. From now on, they will be the people of our Qingyun Town.
Look at our Qingyun Town, what a wonderful place it is! It's just that because it's so vast and sparsely populated, the streets are deserted all day long.
But as more people come, it gradually becomes more lively.
Only when the streets are bustling will our shops have business and we'll have money to turn over.
When people on the street heard that Shanglin Village and others were refugees, they immediately looked at them with more discrimination.
But after listening to what Liu the yamen runner said, they felt that it made a lot of sense. They, as business people, could only have business if they had people. Without people, where would business come from?
Seeing the hundreds of people suddenly appear on the street, filling it to a dense crowd, everyone felt a sense of prosperity and good fortune. They immediately cheered loudly, their spirits soaring.
"Great! Great! More people is better! We like more people!"
"Officer Liu, where are these people going? Is the village they're going to far from our Qingyun Town?"
Liu, the constable, glanced at the shopkeepers.
"Don't worry, everyone. They're going to Chuyun Village, which is five miles away. It's very close to Qingyun Town, so you'll all be seeing each other quite often in the future."
Please give me a discount then!
The people on the street were very happy to hear that several hundred people were going to Chuyun Village.
Since Chuyun Village is so close to the town, I'll inevitably have to go to Qingyun Town for the market sometime in the future.
Even if these people are refugees and don't have much money to buy, they still need basic necessities like oil, salt, food, and clothing.
Besides, where there are people, there is hope. Even if they can't afford it now, they will be able to afford it someday.
At this moment, the people of Qingyun Town did not know that the group of people in front of them were not as poor as they imagined; at least they had basic purchasing power.
As the saying goes, some are happy while others are sad, and the shopkeepers on this street are all very happy.
Among the crowd was a person on their way to the market. Upon hearing that this group was going to Chuyun Village, they immediately packed their things and ran away.
The man ran directly towards Izumo Village.
The people in Shanglin Village include both the elderly and the infirm. They certainly can't walk very fast.
The man who had just run away was in his prime and ran very fast; he covered the five-mile distance in less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.
This person was none other than Huang Wenqiang, the son of the village chief of Chuyun Village.
Huang Wenqiang ran into his yard and started shouting loudly.
"Father! Father! Father!"
Huang Jinshan, the village chief, who was walking out of the vegetable garden with a hoe, shouted and scolded his son as soon as he entered the door.
"Wenqiang, what are you yelling about? What happened that you're making such a fuss about?"
By the way, didn't your mother ask you to go to the market to buy salt? Where's the salt you bought? It looks like you came back empty-handed.
When the topic of buying salt came up, Huang Wenqiang paused for a moment. To be honest, he seemed to have forgotten about buying salt.
He was just about to buy salt at a roadside grocery store when he heard a commotion in the street. Then he heard that the people were coming to Chuyun Village, and he got so excited that he ran back immediately.
As for buying salt, he completely forgot about it.
Huang Wenqiang scratched his head.
"Salt...I forgot."
"Father, I've discovered something very important."
Huang Jinshan, who was washing his hands after putting down his hoe, glared at Huang Wenqiang.
"What are you dawdling about? Just tell me what important thing you've discovered?"
"Father, refugees are coming to our Izumo Village, there are many, probably several hundred people..."
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