When the Wang family saw the majestic General Liang, they immediately knelt down and saluted.
The general looked at the deed in his hand, remaining silent for a long time. Mr. Wang was perplexed, unsure what the general meant. Was the house gone? Or did the new city lord no longer recognize the deed?
Just as he was sweating profusely, the general finally spoke, "Get up."
"Yes, sir."
He was trembling with fear, his legs weak. Wang Wenxuan stepped forward to help his father up and supported him, "Dad, are you okay?"
Mr. Wang shook his head gently, "It's okay."
When the guards went to check the household registration and luggage of the others, General Liang stood aside and looked at the young man in front of him subtly.
His figure was as straight as a pine tree, and his temperament was as elegant as a bamboo, though he was a little thin. However, for him to have grown to this size, it was a testament to his family's rich heritage.
The guard checked and said there was no problem, then General Liang waved to the father and son of the Wang family.
Wang Wenxuan helped his nervous father over and lowered his head and asked, "Excuse me, sir, what are your instructions?"
General Liang subdued his authority and spoke softly, "We had just arrived in the city and there was a lot of work to do, so we searched every house."
Mr. Wang's heart skipped a beat, and he had a bad feeling. Sure enough, the next moment he heard the bad news.
"We accidentally found your house. The gate was open and there were several bodies in the yard, so we thought it was ownerless. The grain in the ground floor has been distributed to the people as relief."
He clasped his hands together and said, "This general would like to thank the Wang family for their kindness and righteousness on behalf of the people."
Master Wang's heart was bleeding, his face was grim, and he opened his mouth but couldn't speak. How much effort had it taken to store so much food! To put it another way, just the construction of such a large cellar had cost him hundreds of taels of silver.
It can be said that the food stored here is his last resort.
When they escaped from Qingshui City, although they brought food from the small village, it was only a few dozen dan. He almost fainted at the thought of having to feed so many people.
Wang Wenxuan's expression remained unchanged as he smiled and said, "Your Excellency is too kind. Even if it is considered as a donation from our family for the construction of the city, it is an honor for the Wang family to help the people in need."
Anyway, the food has been eaten up long ago, so it is better to say something nice and earn the reputation of being kind.
General Liang looked at the young master of the Wang family with admiration, thinking that he had a good character.
He nodded, and the Wang family entered the city.
Many people cast curious glances at the long procession, but soon returned to their work. New citizens frequently arrived in the city, and there were some wealthy ones. This was just one particularly wealthy one.
Mr. Wang was supported by his son as he walked. He still felt depressed, but there was nothing he could do. Who else could he get it out of?
Wang Wenxuan said softly, “Dad, the faces of the people in this city are even more vivid than those in Qingshui City.”
Mr. Wang looked up and saw that it was indeed the case. Everyone was busy and well-organized. From time to time, he could see officials in official uniforms patrolling. Even in the wealthy Qingshui City, there was no such thing.
The Wang family had bought three houses here before. The one where they stored grain was the smallest, and Mr. Wang had considered giving it to his servants to live in.
The three-courtyard house serving as the main residence...has also been allocated to Li Zhi by the general.
The Wang family looked at the plaque of "Li's House" at the door, which was disheveled in the wind.
General Liang was very embarrassed. Although the city was under a new management system, and the houses were empty at the time, they were all divided up this way. But after all, the owner who had paid for the house deeds showed up, and even as an official, he felt that this was not very righteous and felt like oppressing innocent people.
What's more, the other party "donated" such a large amount of food.
He cleared his throat and said, "I will find another house for you."
"General, if we donate two cans of salt, can we exchange it for a house like that?" Wang Wenxuan pointed to a two-story cement house.
The salt jar he mentioned can hold ten kilograms of salt. It may not seem like much, but twenty kilograms of salt is enough for a family of eight to use for two years!
It's no exaggeration to say that some people in the city haven't tasted salt in six months. Even those who do have salt only dare to put a tiny amount into their porridge...
Mr. Wang looked at his eldest son in surprise. Why did he suddenly want such an ugly house?
He thought about the road he had just walked along. Many households in the city were building ugly houses like that. Could that be what people were talking about as "hard houses"? Unfortunately, he didn't see what kind of hard houses they were.
Wang Wenxuan whispered, "Those are used on the city walls." Anything that can be used on the city walls must be good.
General Liang had originally wanted to build them two cement houses as compensation, but Prince Wang had already suggested exchanging salt for them. Ahem, it would be wrong not to take advantage of such a good opportunity.
He smiled and said, "Of course. You have three property deeds, so I'll give you two two-story concrete houses and one one-story concrete house."
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On the day the Wang family came to the city, Jiang Yue and his friend happened to go and check on their shop.
The city now has a fixed market every three days, with two markets, the East Market and the West Market.
Their shop's main entrance faced East Market Street, the busiest area. Because the city needed to accommodate new residents, house sales were temporarily prohibited. Jiang Yue estimated that if their shop opened, it would be the only one in the city.
The pottery jar shop that has already opened was converted from a private house, which is different from a single store.
Jiang Yue was walking while thinking about how to run the store, and saw General Liang talking to a group of people from a distance.
The more she looked, the more familiar it seemed.
Jiang Nian said, "It's the Wang family."
"Huh? They're coming too?"
Although the relationship between the two families is based on buying and selling, no matter what, the Wang family has helped her a lot with her small treasury, and this time she has the status of a "local".
"General." The two men bowed.
Speaking of which, Jiang Yue and General Liang had no habit of kneeling down to others, and they didn't think of it for the moment, but General Liang didn't mind.
"Madam Jiang, Mr. Jiang." General Liang was obviously much closer to them. "Are you coming from the market?"
"I went to check out the store and happened to see an old friend, so I came over to say hello."
"Oh? Old friend?" General Liang was surprised.
The Wang family members standing by were also surprised to see that these two people were so familiar with General Liang, and each had their own thoughts.
Jiang Yue smiled and said, "Master Wang, Master Wang, and Butler Wang."
Housekeeper Wang hadn't expected the young lady to go out of her way to greet him, so he was delighted and replied, "Hello, Madam Jiang."
Jiang Yue was dizzy from the sun and admired them for standing outside and talking even though they were sweating profusely. She just exchanged a few words and then left.
"This city is getting more and more lively..."
That’s right, more and more people are coming into the city, and there are more and more guards.
Despite this, the heavily guarded city could not stop a few dark shadows from moving freely through the city.
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