The Life Through Books of the Salted Fish Family

"I've never seen such a streamlined government office." Liang Manshan really gained insight.

His first impression of the Guanzhou government was excellent.

Although it is barren, the staff is simple and capable, and they are all down-to-earth people who do practical things.

It is completely different from his hometown Leshan Prefecture.

No wonder his senior brother made the move to relocate his family...

Yan Laoer listened for a long time, and asked, "Huju City is not small, there are only so many people, can they be busy?"

"Huju is a border town, and the military households in the military settlements are not under the management of Mr. Tian. This saves more than half. There are really not many good people in the country. No wonder there are so many wastelands. It's not that the land is bad, but there are not enough people." Liang Manshan said .

"The second master said that he went to Yongning to ask for money and food for disaster relief.

The third master is said to have taken two classes of yamen servants to Gufeng..."

"With the yamen servants? Is it to arrest people?" Yan's second guessed.

"No." Liang Manshan said with a strange expression, "It's to recruit refugees."

Yan Laoer was stunned for a moment, and the next moment he was overjoyed.

"We refugees have become sweet pastries? All the cities in Guanzhou are scrambling to get them? Hahaha!"

"The two masters also took away some book offices, which made the government office appear deserted, but compared with other places, there are really few people occupying the office.

But it doesn't matter, I'm really busy, and I can also hire another clerk by myself. "Liang Manshan said based on past experience.

Yan Lao Er was very curious, but he couldn't ask, which seemed that he had no common sense.

After all, he has also been in the circle of scholars. When it comes to these side matters, it is wisest not to ask.

But it's not easy for him to ask, his daughter can do it.

Yan Yu's small radar received her father's signal.

"Uncle Liang, what kind of documents do you want? Can you just know how to write?" Yan Yu asked naively.

"Not only can you write, but also write neatly. If you practice more, Xiao Er, you may be able to earn some copper coins from your uncle in the future." Liang Manshan joked.

Seeing the little niece looking over with wide-eyed eyes, Yan Huaiwen said softly: "It involves government affairs, so it cannot be passed on to the outside world, but some unimportant transcriptions and sorting, if you can practice your handwriting well, you can help me share one or two."

He turned his head to look at his attentive son, and said: "If Heng'er is also interested, you can try it now."

"My son is willing to write for my father." Yan Xiangheng's voice trembled slightly, suppressing the excitement in his heart, and kept reminding himself not to be rude in front of Liang Tongsheng and his son.

The hands hidden under the sleeves clenched into fists.

Approval from his father is very precious in the heart of a teenager.

"Look, there is the river ahead." Yan Er Er pointed ahead.

Bullock carts move flexibly through the forest.

Soon, the field of vision widened.

A long meandering river flows quietly among the mountains.

Under the night sky, the light of the stars fell far away.

The sparkling microwave, brushing a curved mirror moon, and the clear light shining on the water, outline the appearance of the two sides of the river.

Yan Yu stood up to let herself see more clearly.

Even Li Xuemei couldn't help standing up and looking around, wanting to see what her father said Zhongshan is a good place where mountains and rivers are water.

I saw the undulating mountains in the distance, and the eyes gradually approached, and the mountains tended to be gentle.

The long river narrows with the constraints of the mountains. Looking downstream, the river maintains a long distance until it reaches the extreme point of sight, and then it gradually widens.

Liang Manshan praised first: "Brother Huai'an, this is really a good place!"

The landscape feelings of the scholars are greatly satisfied at this moment.

Especially the long river under the moonlit night is like the jade belt of a fairy left behind in the mortal world, quiet and elegant, refined and quiet.

Second Yan grinned.

"There is also a boundary marker on the other side of the bridge, and Yongning is on the opposite side." He pointed from afar.

Yan Yu measured the distance with her eyes and felt that her father was reliable.

If you can swim, you will have no problem swimming to the other side.

"Where is the bridge you mentioned?" Yan Huaiwen asked.

"I still have to walk along the river for a while. Sit down, let's go downstream." Yan Er Er greeted, and the bullock cart started to move again.

The water and grass along the river bank are lush, and the reeds and weeds swaying on the river beach are taller than people...

Noisy insects chirped one after another, and of course there was also the sound of frogs, croaking and croaking.

Yan Yu watched helplessly as an owl flew into the reeds, and flew out again after a while, as if it had taken something away.

Can't help but sigh: What a vibrant place!

No need for introduction, the people in the bullock cart noticed that they should have arrived at a large forest that Yan Lao Er said.

The natural dense forest is sparse and scattered, with no rules at all.

Some tall trees are straight and tall, requiring two people to hug each other, and some are still babies.

The immature sapling is unique: I don't grow straight, I grow obliquely!

"Where we are going now is a place where the water level has fallen and dried up." Yan Huaiwen looked around and judged.

Yan Laoer said: "Big brother said that this year's drought will not have no impact on Guanzhou, but if we live near here, we won't have to worry about water shortage in the future."

Liang Manshan nodded in response, "Very, very."

The bullock cart walked to the bridge.

Everyone saw clearly the stone bridge across the two banks.

The place where the river is the narrowest is taken. The stone bridge is made of extremely solid materials, and the stones are embedded in one piece. It is a typical round arch bridge.

The bridge deck is very wide, and there is no problem for vehicles and horses to pass.

The path under the bridge is flat.

Two stone boundary markers stand on both sides.

Walk along the road under the bridge, and there will be a road on each side.

Liang Manshan pointed his fingers and said: "This is Huju, and there is Gufeng, separated by a bridge."

Yan Huaiwen said: "Cross the bridge and have a look."

The bullock cart is on the bridge, and it is steady.

Under the bridge on the other side, there is indeed a stone tablet of Yongning.

"Haha!" Liang Manshan clapped his hands and praised: "Sure enough, Yongning is on the other side."

Yan Laoer said: "We can't go any further, the station is not far away, we don't want people to find out."

Yan Huaiwen said: "The place is not bad, where is the wasteland you mentioned?"

"Going upstream, there are wastelands near the mountains, plus the area we came here, it's enough." Yan Laoer said.

"Xu Lishu is also the author of Lishu. I have already agreed with him to borrow the cadastral map tomorrow. If it is really a land without an owner, I will occupy this place." Yan Huaiwen made a final decision.

The people on the bullock cart were full of joy.

Yan Lao Er had been pondering the boundaries of this land for the longest time, and began to imagine: "It is too convenient to rely on the river to get water, but it is better to dig canals to divert water there, so that it will be convenient for us to plant and irrigate in the future.

The water is not short, can we grow rice? "

Liang Manshan joined the discussion: "Rice is more expensive than flour. If you only grow one season a year, it is better to grow rice than wheat.

We can keep some and sell some, and we can buy noodles for some money. "

Yan Lao Er said: "I don't know if the yamen's seeds are not complete, and there are no vegetable seeds. It's too late to grow food now. Vegetables can be grown, and they can be harvested in two or three months soon. Counting the days, it's not yet cold. when."

Liang Manshan said: "Five mu of land per person is wasteland. It will take some effort to open up the wasteland, and I don't know if there will be time to plant."

"You must have good farm tools," said Yan Laoer.

Liang Manshan was not the one who didn't understand farming, so he immediately said: "Yes, I will find an opportunity to go to the city tomorrow and go to the blacksmith's shop to find out the price of ironware."

The following is going to open up wasteland, and it must be Sanbao's home field.

Our cattle have power! Hey! (*^▽^*)

I really don't want to draw the map, but I have to make a fool of myself~~~

well! It's a day if it can be delayed, let's talk during the day~ quack (*▽*)