The late Ming Dynasty in the living room

Chapter 17 They all understand

Yan Jingsheng opened the door and saw four people, one of whom was the son of Mr. Fan, a brick-burner from his village.

I rushed to Shiting Village overnight, and now the person standing outside the door was Liu Ji.

He knew that Mr. Fang valued efficiency the most. The so-called immediately meant that it was best to invite people tonight.

Liu Ji did not take the "shortcut" pointed out to him by Lao Cai, but chose the old routine of sincerity and gold and stone.

Old Man Fan's son had told him on the way just now that this was Yan Jingsheng's poorest time of the year, because the Double Ninth Festival had not yet arrived and the fields for school were not mature yet.

"What's the matter?" Yan Xiucai asked.

……

Early the next morning, Fang Yu hugged Axiu, followed by high school sophomores and seniors, Old Man Zhao, and a large group of people who appeared at the gate of Laishui County.

Pang Tiande saw Fang Yu from afar, and rushed out to greet him regardless of his subordinates' surprise.

Although the county's official history had already stated that refugees were not allowed to enter the city, Old Man Zhao and the others actually went to the city several times to purchase.

This was the first time that Fang Yu came in person and brought so many people into the city.

Pang Tiande knew what was important. If Fang Yu was an elephant, then Dian Shi was an ant. He offended the elephant because of the ant... Haha, Pang Tiande was not that stupid.

"This is……"

Pang Tiande saw someone pushing a chicken bus behind him, with a rag covering it, and he couldn't help but be curious.

"Open it and show it to Brother Pangda." Fang Yu said with a smile.

A refugee in tattered clothes behind him (who hadn't had his turn to change yet) immediately opened up the rag, and the things inside were exposed to the sun. Pang Tiande felt that his eyes were going to be blinded again.

That's a lump of... uh no!It's a big pile of silver, at least more than 400 kilograms.

Although Pang Tiande had seen bigger ones in the refugee camps, he was still a little dizzy when he suddenly saw such a lump on the road.

"There is construction going on in the camp, and there is a shortage of a lot of materials and tools. I might as well bring someone over with money today and buy it all at once."

According to the statistics from yesterday's meeting, the things that are missing are almost comprehensive.

The biggest gap is in residential bases and brick kilns, such as large wood, strips of stone, refractory bricks, lime, tung oil, pig feed ash...

As for tools, there are even more, such as large livestock, carts, iron tools, wooden tools, pottery, hemp knives, ropes...

As Fang Yu said, it is impossible to buy them all at once, and it is impossible for Laishui County to have so many reserves (the money is not enough).

Therefore, we should try our best to satisfy the current situation and negotiate with those shops for subsequent supply. This is the purpose of Fang Yu's visit to the city this time.

Pang Tiande thought for a while and decided to accompany Fang Yu into the city.

He didn't do it to flatter Fang Yu or to protect Fang Yu, he did it to prevent Shangguan (Master Dianshi) from committing suicide.

He was really afraid that Master Dianshi would have a brain convulsion and would embarrass Fang Shenzi in the city, and then be slapped to death by someone in the sky.

No matter how young Dian Shi is, he is still an official of the imperial court. If something happens, there will inevitably be a conflict between Laishui County and Fang Yu.

As for Laishui County, even if they invite tens of thousands of troops from the capital, they will definitely lose miserably.

Who told them that there was no one above them?
Of course, Pang's foresight was not something that his subordinates could understand. He arranged the work in a hurry and chased Fang Yu like a dog-legger.

"Master Fang, please look, this is the City God's Temple. This City God's Temple was built in the Hongwu period. In addition to the City God and the left and right guardians, it also enshrines the God of Wealth, Land and Guandi..." Pang Tiande acted as a tour guide for Fang Yu as he walked. At this time, we arrived at the Chenghuang Temple in the northeast of the county.

Fang Yu looked at this ancient building with great interest. Compared with the single main hall of the Chenghuang Temple in later generations, this was a large building complex.

There are three rooms in the main hall alone, and there are wing rooms on both sides. The back bedroom and the front building add up to seven rooms.

After hearing Pang Tiande's words, Fang Yu nodded and said, "I don't see the City God and the Land God very often, but I see the God of Wealth and Sanqing more often."

There are few Chenghuang temples in the cities of later generations, at least not in the small town where Fang Yu was located, but there are a few Taoist temples and temples.

There is also the God of Wealth... They are all enshrined at home and can be seen every day.

As the saying goes, the speaker has no intention but the listener has the intention. Pang Tiande unintentionally fell one step behind Fang Yu, and his waist inadvertently stooped a few degrees.

In the past few days, he had been thinking about the status of this unknown goddess Pan in the fairy world, and what undisclosed magic power she would possess.

Now Fang Shenzi made it clear.

Yes, the God of Wealth is the righteous god of immortals, and Sanqing is the supreme existence of Taoism.

Fang Yu can often see them, which shows that Goddess Pan is in the same status as them. Even if her status is not as high as theirs, she will not be much worse.

Since Goddess Pan has such a high status, it is normal for Fang Yu to feel unfamiliar with the city god and the land. After all, they are all minor gods.

Just like the adults at Laishui County Government and the adults at the center of the Ming Dynasty, can they meet often?

Circles exist on earth as well as in heaven. Pang Tiande understands this.

Not only Pang Tiande understood it, but also Old Man Zhao, the second and third grade students in high school, and the refugees who came after him.

The person walking in front of them at this moment is not an ordinary son of God, but the supreme son of a great god who ranks among the Immortal Class!
There was a look of awe on their faces, and the steps they were approaching stopped unconsciously. No one dared to get even one step closer to Fang Yu.

To be honest, if they were not on the street now and Fang Shenzi didn't want to reveal his identity, they would really want to kneel on the ground and kowtow a few times.

Otherwise, my heart... would always be "thumping, banging, banging", and it would be so uncomfortable to hold it in!

Laishui County is not big, and the shops on the streets are small. You can see the end of several horizontal and vertical streets at a glance.

This is also the reason why Fang Yu would rather spend a lot of effort on infrastructure construction outside instead of entering the city directly: all the good places here have been occupied (county government, Confucian Temple, Martial Temple, City God Temple), and other places that can be used are really limited.

Of course, there is a reason why the ancient county town was not large in size, because it was not only the economic and political center of the county, but also the defense center.

You make the city so big, and when the enemy comes to attack, where will you find so many people to defend the city?
In Fang Yu's eyes, Laishui County is not prosperous either, with few shops, few hotels, and few foreign merchants.

Most of the buildings here are old and new, and even the main road at your feet is full of potholes.

Because the route taken from Beijing to Qingyuan (the capital of Baoding Prefecture) in the Ming Dynasty was across the Yongding River, passing through Zhuozhou, Dingxing, Heyang, and Gucheng, but did not pass through Laishui County.

Of course, no matter how bad it is in the county, it is still much better than the refugee camp outside the city. At least the street food is quite abundant.

At this moment, Axiu started to drool while looking at the donkeys rolling, barbecue, milk tea, and candied haws on the street.

So Fang Yu stopped and told them to go find the shop separately and come back here after the negotiation was completed, and then everyone sent the money there together.

It's not that Fang Yu doesn't trust them, but the purchases of various materials are very large.

The payment for goods can easily amount to dozens or hundreds of taels. One or two of them walk around the streets with a lot of money. Isn't that seeking death?
In today's Ming Dynasty, a human life is not worth five taels of silver.

(End of this chapter)