After rebirth, the princess made and dragged her

Chapter 491
Sucheng, the martial arts training ground of the county government.

Qin Yue was immersed in martial arts, and after a set of boxing techniques, the blood in his body also rose, and finally he suddenly shouted, and punched on the rockery.

Just listening to the sound of bang, the rockery shattered, and the sky was full of sand and gravel.

As soon as Rong Changfeng approached, he was hit by flying sand.

"Cough cough, general. Good practice, cough cough cough."

Qin Yue closed his efforts, closed his eyes half-closed, and remained calm, unmoved by Rong Changfeng's words.

In the past, he could definitely be called a top player.

It's a pity that there are people beyond people, and there is a sky beyond the sky.

That man is stronger than him.

This recognition made him feel annoyed, but also aroused a strong desire to fight.

"My lord, my subordinates have estimated that if the materials are used sparingly, they can last for about ten days."

This time, many houses in Sioux City collapsed.

The disaster relief is progressing fairly smoothly.

"My lord, I just want to think that those people can still live with the backing of the government. But when spring starts, even if they go back to plant the land immediately, they will have to wait at least several months before they can harvest. During this period, those people How do people live? These people were rescued by you with great difficulty, but they starved to death because they had no income in the future, so it failed your painstaking efforts."

"Yes." He lowered his head, not daring to say another word.

Rong Changfeng nodded quickly: "Yes, more than 100 taels of silver is a lot of money for ordinary farmers. But for the government, it is not too much."

"Here...we can rent winter clothes for them." Rong Changfeng said cautiously: "As long as you work for us, we will let them wear winter clothes. When the work is over, we will take back the winter clothes."

Rong Changfeng felt that his martial arts could already resist the winter cold, but at this time, it seemed that he had no power to restrain the chicken and was thrown into the cold sky.

"What's the matter?"

"Wu Baiwen." Before Qin Yue could ask, Rong Changfeng had already given the answer quickly.

Qin Yue smiled, his eyes were sincere, with a hint of asking for advice: "If you want to repair these houses, you have to recruit at least a few hundred people. Hundreds of sets of winter clothes, the cheapest..."

"My lord?" Rong Changfeng stuttered.

When Rong Changfeng heard the words, he immediately laughed: "It's my subordinate's blessing to be able to help the prince."

"Yes."

Rong Changfeng was not stopped by this question, and said confidently: "My lord, those winter clothes will definitely be damaged if they are worn to work. It is difficult to sell them again. But we can sell those clothes to Folk husband, what do you think of the worn-out winter clothes for only one hundred and one cents?"

"That one has gone back."

"It's not a suggestion, it's just a little idea. Look, can we recruit people to repair the house?"

Qin Yue didn't delve into it, and thought deeply: "The reconstruction of Su City after the disaster is a big problem."

"Those hundreds of sets are only about a hundred taels of silver."

Rong Changfeng hesitated twice, but didn't say why.

There are ten days, enough to wait until the next batch of supplies arrives.

Qin Yue's tone was cold: "From now on, you don't need to tell me about her affairs."

There was a shortage of supplies before, but after Qin Yue killed the prefect of Sucheng, he got some supplies.

Rong Changfeng laughed straight: "I... that's it!"

Qin Yue turned around slowly, looking at her carefully.

Qin Yue's face was calm, as if the sky was falling in front of him, his expression remained unchanged, but the bottom of his eyes were as dark as a whirlpool.

"Then when it's spring, what to do with those winter clothes?"

Rong Changfeng's heart tightened, and just as he was about to say something about the former magistrate of Sucheng, he was frozen by the other party's temperatureless eyes.

"The people affected by the disaster have also been counted."

Qin Yue tilted his head: "You can actually consider this step?"

Rong Changfeng spoke quickly, and at the end, he asked lately: "General, most of the people affected by the disaster are hard-working people. The houses have collapsed and there is no place to live. Our government can temporarily provide a foothold. But in the long run , something will happen."

Rong Changfeng hurriedly followed.

Qin Yue: "Do you have any suggestions?"

Rong Changfeng felt uneasy when he was seen, and asked tentatively: "My lord, did I say something wrong?"

"In the twelfth lunar month of winter, those people don't have enough clothes to cover their bodies. Do you think they can work?" Qin Yue said in a deep voice.

"No, what you said is quite good." Qin Yue waved his fingers.

"Good idea." Qin Yue applauded, and his eyes became more meaningful: "After a winter's work, they should have some money in their hands. Plus the winter clothes are so cheap, it will make them feel that this is a big deal, and they must also Will buy it."

Not to mention those places that are no longer popular, many houses where people live have also been damaged.

"Besides, General, more and more people are sick now. It takes more and more buildings! It's also a big problem."

While speaking, the two had already walked into the study of the county government office.

Qin Yue turned around and walked to the front hall: "Tell me about disaster relief."

Hearing Qin Yue's approval, Rong Changfeng straightened his chest.

"Changfeng, I have another question."

"My lord, tell me."

"What if the civilian husband damages the winter clothes?"

(End of this chapter)