Start of the famine: Take the crazy batch of sisters to farm and make a fortune

Chen Yu was a man of his word. After he said he would help Ding Xuewei find a carpenter and plasterer, he sent him here soon.

At that time, she felt that earning money was more important.

At that time, they lived in the Zhang family very well, and Mr. Jin and the others would have to come back three years later.

After getting old man Ding's consent, she refused first, and asked people to build Zhifang and Linglong Pavilion first.

The area of ​​the paper shop outside the city was not small, and the Linglong Pavilion in the city had to be repaired in a more detailed way, and it was unknowingly that it was the time of the earthquake.

Before the earthquake, Linglong Pavilion had just been hardcovered and was preparing for its grand opening.

Now, some of the new decorations are ruined, and some of the old beams are broken.

Compared with the Bazhen Building built a few years ago, the situation of Linglong Pavilion is much better, but the mortise and tenon structure can be re-joined, but the fallen and broken tiles cannot be restored.

The poor people in Fengcheng are busy earning money at the moment, while the rich never worry about tiles.

Those who should go are gone again.

No, Linglong Pavilion didn't rush to repair it, but dispatched all the people to Bazhen Tower.

"Did you buy bricks?" Ding Xuewei was curious.

An He led her to the backyard.

As Pu approached, he saw piles of bricks.

"No one escaped the fate of collapse inside and outside the city. They are basically newly built. The bricks can be reused after being cleaned up. The tiles have already been bought out of the house."

An He picked up the treated old bricks and showed Ding Xuewei.

Indeed, these used green bricks are in good condition and reuse is not a problem.

"I always feel that there are many disasters and disasters in our house. Why don't you ask Brother Chen if you want to buy a brick and tile factory. The price of brick and tile has really risen faster than anything these years."

No one knew what was going on with these disasters better than her, and it was too clear, so she was more worried.

I haven't died yet, who knows how many heroic spirits who have been put on the death pound but survived a few breaths by luck!

"I see, this tile should be replaced by iron."

"... God wants people to die, even if you replace the tiles with iron ones, it's useless." An He expressed his feelings, and sincerely let the natural disasters of the past two years make him physically and mentally exhausted: "How is your side? It's going well ?"

"It's okay, it's better than waiting." Ding Xuewei shrugged.

She didn't come here to chat with An He.

After asking about Chen Yu's news, he talked about his intention to buy a property, and then dragged An He to a corner to avoid the crowd.

"I heard that he is seriously ill today."

"...Yes." An He nodded solemnly.

He suddenly understood why the little girl was looking for him.

He didn't ask how Ding Xuewei got the news.

I don't know if I should be happy that I was trusted so much.

"What do you think?"

"No."

Ding Xuewei shook her head.

An He was speechless for a while.

He hasn't forgotten the temper of the little girl in front of him, so he doesn't believe it at all.

Of course, she didn't want to say it, and he didn't ask.

The topic of this matter should not be something they can talk about.

"The biggest hidden danger on our side has been solved, so there is no need to worry too much."

In any case, the world is peaceful, and it is easier for businessmen to make money.

An He followed Ding Xuewei's brain circuit, thought for a few seconds and then enlightened.

Ding Xuewei was not afraid that people would see her thoughts, so she nodded at him.

"Let's go first, the village chief and grandpa are still waiting for me." An He undoubtedly said that the time for a change of dynasty has come.

Now the city is in a mess, even if there are any new recipes or new clothes, there is no chance to show them.

Her village had to accommodate Wang Dazhu and the others, and also had to take care of land development, so she was very busy.

An He didn't keep him either.

He didn't know that Ding Xuewei was lying flat now.

There are so many things to do, but as a monk, she only does the work of ringing the bell.

When Ding Xuewei left Bazhen Building, she didn't go to the village chief and the others right away, but strolled leisurely.

Although the city was dilapidated, the most affected by the earthquake were houses and buildings.

Like the cloth in the store, the rice noodles in the warehouse, the books and ink on the shelf, and the sour vinegar and soy sauce in the grocery store.

But anything that can be dug out can still be sold.

The previous two natural disasters raised the price of food and daily necessities in Fengcheng Prefecture again and again. This earthquake, the price of daily necessities has risen by another degree.

Rice noodles, which originally fell back to more than 100 Wen, now exceed [-] Wen.

It's a pity that the young and strong labor force in the entire Fengcheng Mansion is basically active. Not only is the scenery in the city depressed, but there are also very few pedestrians to buy supplies.

When Ding Xuewei walked to a small grain store.

What I saw was not only the small bags of rice samples neatly arranged in the door frame, but also the shopkeeper and waiter who were so bored that they stared.

Thinking about it, the price of food is usually mentioned when the dynasty changes, so she turned into the shed after a meal.

"Little girl... want to buy rice?"

Seeing that Ding Xuewei was dressed so well, the manager of the grain shop kept looking back and forth between several bags of polished rice. He put down his hand on his chin with some doubts and expectations, and asked.

She has an outstanding appearance and a calm temperament.

At first glance, he is not a person from an ordinary family who bends his waist for five buckets of rice.

But in any family with some family background, there will be a few servants in the family, and there is no need for the young lady to go out to buy food.

In this earthquake, the death toll is not much, but there are.

It's hard to say that the little girl in front of her didn't lose her relatives, was betrayed or bullied by her servants.

"These types are all polished rice, and the prices are similar. If you need more, I can give you a few cents less." The shopkeeper tentatively.

No matter how you look at it, everything she wears is worth two bags of rice.

"Little girl, I can tell you with certainty that the price I will give you is lower than that of any grain store." He has no burden at all to trick a little girl into buying good rice.

Ding Xuewei, who focused on comparing several kinds of rice quality, raised her eyelids.

"What if I want all the food from you here? What if I want all your stocks?"

"···this."

The shopkeeper suddenly felt that he was being teased.

His grain store is not small, and business has not been good recently. It is estimated that the sales volume will be less than [-]% of the original, and there is a lot of backlog.

Although the price has gone up again, it is useless if it cannot be sold!
"Tell me about the price. It's suitable for me to get someone to pull it tomorrow.": Ding Xuewei is serious.

The shopkeeper's speechless gaze.

After several minutes, he tried: "Really?"

"Fake." Ding Xuewei was a little amused: "I came to the city to buy rice. Seeing that there are no people here, it's easier to think about it. If you don't want to sell it, it doesn't matter."

"Sell." The shopkeeper was full of energy.

If Ding Xuewei didn't smile and kept calm, he would still feel that the baby was stimulated by something and came to find someone to amuse her.

She was so naughty, she immediately felt relieved.

People who can joke will not have any troubles.

As far as her clothes are concerned, there are no problems at home, so she won't talk nonsense.

"If there is someone, Miss, you don't need someone to pull it. I will deliver it to Miss later. Just leave an address for Miss... Don't worry, Miss, we do a lot of delivery, and we won't be affected by the current situation. Influence." The shopkeeper added one after another. (end of this chapter)