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Chapter 385: The Dog in Heaven Must Also Call Him Star Lord

If you ask Xia Lin what he is now, is he a powerful official, a jester, or something else?

In fact, he is nothing. He is now the dog of the royal family, the royal bloodhound. He does whatever the royal family tells him to do.

Just like all the royal dogs in history, when he was still valuable to the royal family, he was invincible, because the owner is the key to success. However, in the eyes of the truly powerful people, Xia Lin was just a dog with nothing to show for it.

And if one day the royal family no longer needs him, he will be dragged out, skinned and drained to appease the anger of the whole court.

He will become a vicious and evil person, a person who disrupts social order, and even an unintentional joke will become a topic for others to attack him.

But there is no way. When everyone says that he is a powerful official, he'd better not refute it. Then he should take advantage of this period of time to humble himself and work hard to become bigger and stronger. Then the word "official" can be removed. By then, the dog may still be a dog, but it will be Roaring Sky Dog.

This Roaring Sky Dog, he will answer when Sun Wukong calls him Roaring Sky Dog, but other people who see him have to obediently call him Sun-Swallowing Star Lord.

Now all the businesses on the dirty street have been closed down, and all the people inside cannot come out while waiting for investigation. But what can these people do to them? They are all doomed to die. If they really want to take a one-size-fits-all approach, it will only cause unnecessary turmoil.

But think about it from another perspective. Isn't this a perfect opportunity to renovate the old city? We can't miss this opportunity. While helping the prince to form cliques and factions, we can also take advantage of this opportunity to make a fortune. The prince will thank us later.

So the next morning, Xia Lin went straight to Jingzhao Prefecture. Normally, the prefect would not have come to work at this time, but today he was waiting there early.

A fourth-rank official is waiting on a fifth-rank official, and is being respectful. If this is made public, people will laugh at him. But there is no way. He is facing the most powerful official who has emerged in the current situation. Even though he is said to be of the fifth rank, it would be hilarious if anyone really regards him as a fifth-rank official.

Xia Lin did not come empty-handed, he brought a map of Jinling City. After meeting Lord Tong, he did not exchange too many polite words, but just unfolded the map of Jinling City on the table.

"Jinling City is now the capital, and its area has expanded more than ten times compared to the original area. But Master Tong, have you ever noticed that this densely populated area is still the old city?"

"That's right, but those places are full of poor people, otherwise there wouldn't be these dirty and smelly streets. There are more than one such place in Jinling City, there are several."

Xia Lin nodded, and then began to mark on the map with a pen. Seeing him scribbling on such a beautiful map, Master Tong felt distressed, so he asked, "Master Xia... this map is so beautiful, is it a little..."

"It's okay, it's just a broken picture."

After marking, Xia Lin pointed upward and said, "This circle is where all the dirty streets in Jinling City are located. It's the old city area, densely populated, and full of good and bad people."

"Yes, yes, that's the place. Lord Xia, you don't know that I have been the prefect for seven years, and these places are really a headache for me."

"Yes."

Xia Lin straightened up and put his hands on his hips: "Who wouldn't have a headache in a place like this?"

As he spoke, Xia Lin drew a large circle in an open space not far from the city: "Sir, how about building a new city here?"

"what?"

Master Tong's eyes widened in disbelief, his mind buzzing: "Xin...Xincheng?"

"Yes, Xincheng." Xia Lin tapped the place with his fingers: "You just need to tell me if it is possible. If it is possible, I will start planning. If the capital has money, I will give it to you. If not, I will write you an IOU."

"There is definitely no money. The Ministry of Revenue will not approve the note."

"Then write me an IOU." Xia Lin pointed at the dirty streets and said, "I will build the new city for you, and the credit will be yours. You just need to give me the dirty streets and the broken land."

"Trade...a piece of shabby land in a dirty street in the city for a new city?"

Master Tong was stunned for a moment: "Then Master Xia is... at a loss?"

"Oh." Xia Lin bowed his hands towards the air: "I am doing my duty to share your worries."

"That's a good thing, but the construction period..."

"Three months." Xia Lin held up three fingers: "Starting from today, the new city will be built within three months."

His words made Master Tong excited. It was a great bargain to exchange those shabby plots of land in Dirty Street for a whole new city. Not only merchants but even hawkers were unwilling to enter those shabby places. However, Xia Lin's ability in building cities was world-famous, so this deal was too good to be true.

For a moment, Master Tong couldn't tell who Xia Lin was. Yesterday he was like a ghost demanding his life, but today he looked like a bodhisattva saving the world...

"Then Sir Tong, please approve the formalities and don't worry about the rest. But there is one thing Sir Tong must remember, that is, I don't want any credit for the new city. Sir Tong must tell His Majesty that it was your idea."

"Why?"

Xia Lin smiled mysteriously: "You have done too much, you will be stabbed." "Oh... I understand, Lord Xia is indeed a hero at a young age. I admire you."

Lord Tong had never experienced the renovation of the old city, so he didn't know how big a stakes there were. Housing prices in the capital have never been cheap. According to the land and housing prices Xia Lin had found, even in the prosperous years of the Northern Song Dynasty, the housing prices in the capital would probably require an ordinary skilled worker to work for thirty-two years.

The situation is a little better nowadays, but it still takes a craftsman 32 years to buy a complete house in the capital.

Are dirty streets the capital? Not only the capital, but also the most densely populated area. These blocks are the core of the old city. Now, as long as they are emptied and a new business district is built, the original dilapidated place will be transformed into a market and businesses. The price of this area will be raised immediately.

The new urban area is used to accommodate the people who move out of these dirty streets, that is, resettlement housing. By then, a vibrant commercial area will be formed there. Xia Lin's side job is being an official, and his main job is a businessman.

He needed a lot of money, and real estate was obviously the fastest way to raise funds.

Three months, three months is the limit for material transportation, not the limit for new city construction!

People? Where do they come from? The construction of Zhenhai is in full swing now, and those skilled workers are definitely not available, but what if we use local materials directly?

The houses of the people in the dirty streets were built by the people in the dirty streets, and this place also provides them with employment opportunities. You have to know that the world has been very chaotic in recent years, and a large number of people have concentrated in a few large cities. The population of Chang'an has reached 1.4 million, the population of Lin'an has reached 800,000, and the population of Jinling is as high as 2.7 million.

A large number of people moved into Jinling City, but there was no supporting intensive industrial system like Fuliang, and the city jobs could not accommodate so many people, so this was the root cause of the formation of dirty and smelly streets.

The solution must be solved from the root, so Xia Lin decided to do something big.

First, he went to the mayor of Jinling, Mr. Tong, to get the approval document. Then he took the approval document to the Ministry of Industry. The Ministry of Industry said that it was okay to build, but he needed to get the approval document from the Ministry of Revenue. He went to the Ministry of Revenue, and the Ministry of Revenue said that it was okay to give him the approval document, but it had no money. Then he took the approval documents from the two ministries to the prince, and the prince said, "I will give you a document, but I really have no money."

So Xia Lin took the three documents and went to find the person in charge of the Dugu family in the capital. He said to him, "You know what the relationship between Dugu Han and me is, right?"

"what?"

"What? Here are the approval documents. Give me the money." Xia Lin slapped the three approval documents on his face and said, "I, Xia Lin, am asking you for money because I think highly of you. Don't play tricks on me. If you don't give me the money, I'll go find someone else."

Logically speaking, he should have reported it to the head of the family, but seeing Xia Lin so anxious, the chief shopkeeper could not grasp the situation for a moment and actually took out one million taels.

With the money, Xia Lin immediately organized people to measure the area of ​​Dengji Street. It had nothing to do with him anyway, so he measured 30% more house area for each person.

At this time, the people on the dirty street didn't know what to do, but soon reliable information leaked out.

"My neighbor's aunt's cousin's son works in this government office. He said that the man who was kidnapped by Hu Balai that day disliked our house because it was smelly and old, and wanted to build a house for us in the south. They have started hiring people over there. It's true, I'm sure you won't lie."

"Repairing the house? Does it cost money?"

"Of course it's free. I'll get as much as I measure."

When the news came out, many people beat their chests and stamped their feet. They were experiencing demolition for the first time and missed out on a lot of benefits. Some even sat on the ground and burst into tears.

Of course, as the news spread like wildfire, after these dirty streets were unblocked, quite a few people went to the south city to see if they could find a way to survive. Once they went there, they found that there really was...

Recruiting a large number of workers, providing food and accommodation and paying wages, and more importantly, building their own houses. Isn't this just making money for free?
So on the first day, more than ten thousand people signed up, and the number was even increasing. Then, all the merchants in the entire Jinling City started to move, and all kinds of materials and supplies began to flow. Xia Lin relied on his reputation in the business world, and all the materials were actually put on account.

The most outrageous thing is that this man still lives on the land in the black street, and the land has not been demolished or rebuilt yet, but people have already started bidding.

"One hundred and sixty thousand taels per mu of land???"

The prince jumped up from his chair: "He robbed it?"

"Your Highness, even if they were robbing someone, they wouldn't be that fast." Gao Shilian pursed his lips and thought for a moment: "Those merchants are just like crazy..."

“How many have you sold?”

"One hundred and thirty-two acres, the supply is in short supply. And this is just the price of the land. For each house he builds, he has to pay more according to the land area. It seems that a house of ten feet square costs five thousand taels, and he won't bargain."

"What a loss...what a loss!" The prince slapped his thigh and said, "I said he was the God of Wealth! Money...pure silver!"

"Your Highness..." Gao Shilian opened his mouth: "Does the royal family also have a piece of land over there?"

"Yes!" The prince straightened up, then said with a smile: "Okay, okay, go tell Xia Daosheng to take charge of my piece of land as well."

(End of this chapter)