A Husband Who Traveled Through the Famine and Developed a Chronicle

The village chief is about 40 years old and wears gray burlap. What is slightly better than other people in the village is that although his clothes are a little white after washing, they are not patched.

Behind him is a house made of mud. There is a fence in the yard. There is some firewood piled in the house, but there are no chickens or ducks.

Jinxi leaned towards him, and he wiped his hands on his sleeves awkwardly, feeling a little nervous.

"I can't make it, I can't make it"

"Your Majesty, please come in and sit down."

Although the people who got off the carriage were only a few girls who had no haircuts, and they were only wearing cotton-padded clothes and no silk or satin, but even so, the village chief also knew that her status was extraordinary, at least much better than the people in his village.

The autumn harvest has just passed in the village, and each family's food has just been taken home, but there is still a lot of work.

Most of the villagers are busy in the fields, and only a few women who are responsible for cooking and washing at home have some free time.

The older women gathered outside the village chief's house and watched as the village chief ushered in the people who got off the carriage.

The village chief's wife poured two bowls of water with some crude tea in them.

"My family is poor and cannot afford good tea. Don't dislike these noble people." The village chief was a little nervous. Even if the other party looked young, he did not dare to neglect him.

Dou'er Village is remote and far away from the county seat. If official officials had not come to collect taxes every year, they would not be able to build official roads.

Even so, the road is narrow and rugged. On weekdays, except for a few salesmen who walk through the streets and alleys to sell some goods in the village, most people in the village have never gone out, and no outsiders have come in.

This is the first time this carriage has entered the village.

"The village head is polite"

Bai Xia sat upright, picked up the tea with a smile and took a sip. Although it was only a small sip, it made the village chief feel relieved.

He had never received a distinguished guest before, so he felt very nervous.

Sitting on the chair, looking at Bai Xia and the maids in front of him, he wanted to ask them the reason for their visit, but he didn't know how to ask.

"It's like this, village chief. My young lady's surname is Xia. During the severe drought, her family suffered a disaster. She came to Xuzhou to seek refuge with her relatives. However, after arriving in Xuzhou, the relatives disappeared. We, the master and the servants, had nowhere to go. It happened that Passing by Qingyang County, I heard that although Douer Village is poorer, it is a quiet and peaceful place."

"My young lady sold her ancestral home and property when she came to look for her relatives. She couldn't go back again and wanted to look for her relatives again, so she thought of buying a house here for her to stay in."

Yu Dahai also followed in, and without Bai Xia opening his mouth, he explained to the village chief the purpose of their visit.

When the village chief heard this, not only did he not look happy, but he looked embarrassed.

Outside the village chief's house, someone was looking inside.

"This...it's not that I won't keep you, it's just that our village has never had any precedent of keeping outsiders."

"It seems that this young lady comes from a wealthy family. Our rural area is not suitable for taking her in. Do you think... why don't you go to the county town and have a look?"

Although Dou'er Village is poor, it will never take in foreigners easily.

After many villages took in foreigners, it became difficult to manage them later. Most of the villages nowadays are composed of one clan, or at most two clans live together. The person in power is the clan leader of the village. The village chief manages daily affairs, and the clan leader is the actual power in the village. people.

So precisely because of this, even though the village is poor, it is very united.

If something happens to any family, it can really cause the whole village to mobilize.

Not to mention Xuzhou, this is also the case in other state capitals in Daxia.Before coming here, Bai Xia and the others had gone to many villages, but they were all rejected.

There were originally about ten people. In order to dispel the villagers' wariness, their manpower was gradually reduced. Until now, only three girls, Bai Xia, and Yu Dahai, a mature man, were left.

"To be honest, my lady also wants to go to the county to buy a house to live in, but there is really no suitable house in Qingyang County that can be sold to us. We have also visited the surrounding villages. If there is no other way, we will not come all the way. Come here." Seeing the village chief's reluctance, Yu Dahai told the truth with a look of shame on his face.

"I saw that the roads in the village were muddy and the houses were shabby. My young lady came here to hire people to work and bring some income to the people in the village."

"Although my young lady traveled far away to visit relatives, she really wanted to wait for her relatives to come back, so she found a place to live here. We also have some connections outside and know some merchants who sell grain. If my young lady can stay here, Maybe it can make everyone’s life easier.”

Yu Dahai approached the village chief, took out a silver coin from his sleeve pocket, and stuffed it into the village chief's hand.

"You are so accommodating. This is a sweet gesture to the big guys in the village."

After saying that, Feng Jinxi, who was standing beside him, also took out a small packet of malt candies from the package he carried with him.

Dou'er Village is so poor that they can only eat one meal a day, and every household has little money. I am afraid that this silver coin is not even half a cent. The village chief has never taken so much money. He feels a little moved in his heart, and thinks about what his ancestors left behind. According to the rules, people with foreign surnames will never be admitted, and they were in a dilemma for a while.

"Oh, look at how polite you are, don't you just want to buy a house in the village? I see there is a house at the end of the village. It used to be where our cousin lived. He went away for a few years, and now it is deserted there. This lady If you don’t mind, how about there?”

"It's just that it's out of the village, it's outside the village."

"It is true that the rules of our village cannot be violated. If we do, the elders will have to break our leader's legs."

The village chief hadn't spoken yet, and had been staring at the movement outside. When he saw the village chief's wife, who had a silver coin in Yu Dahai's hand, came out on the pretext of adding water, she said while giving the village chief a wink.

The village chief himself was somewhat moved.

It's not for the silver dime and candy, but purely for the grain merchant Yu Dahai mentioned.

This year's harvest in the village is not good. Last year's severe drought in Ganzhou still affected the weather here. How much food was confiscated and after paying taxes, everyone tightened their belts to live.

Normally no one leaves the village, but when there was no food, he took some boys from the village out.

The price of grain is still fifty cents per catty.

Insanely expensive.

These days, he was worrying about how the people in the village would live, when he met Bai Xia and the others.

"Master, look at how old Miss Xia is. What a pitiful person she is."

The village chief's wife refilled the water, but she kept it here and was not ready to leave. She was afraid that the village chief would abide by the rules and drive people away.

But she saw that the young lady was wearing a silver bracelet on her hand. Although her clothes were just cotton-padded clothes, they were brand new without a single patch.

It is said that her eldest granddaughter is not much younger than Miss Xia, but she has a dark face, few hairs, and is skinny, looking like a refugee.

She kept winking at the village chief.

The meaning is simply that this is the house of a few girls, what problems can there be, and they look weak and weak, there is no situation that cannot be controlled.

If it was like what they said, they could hire people to work and bring some income to the village, how much better would it be than now? (End of chapter)