Fanshan is separated from Fu'an Village by a river. If you go there to plant colorful cotton, you will go there in the morning and return home in the evening. There will be boats to see you off.

Uncle Wang and Lao Suntou both went there to work. Everyone looked at them happily, and their life was quite pleasant.

However, in the hearts of the people in Fu'an Village, no, in the hearts of the entire Jiangcheng people, Fanshan is a den of bandits.

Ever since Fanshan was occupied by Feng Wei and others eighteen years ago, it has been a forbidden area for ordinary people.

Most of those scary and evil ghost stories that scare children are related to Fan Shan.

Suddenly, people have to overcome the fear in their hearts and go to work in Fanshan.

Many people hesitated.

Xia Qianqian's eyes drifted over everyone and she smiled faintly: "In the past, it represented a bandit's den. In the future, it will be the origin of precious medicinal materials, the production and planting base of colorful cotton, and a scenic tourist attraction..."

The sun shone on her face, her plump forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and her eyes were as bright as black stone.

Her description of that mysterious place added a touch of yearning mystery.

She paused and continued: "Of course, such an important place needs pioneers who are brave and willing to endure hardships to develop it. The people chosen must go through layers of screening."

The Fanshan aborigines were greatly influenced by Feng Wei, especially the elderly, who were full of rejection of people and things from the outside world.

She needs some people who are good at sociability to blend in and change the way of thinking of those people. She hopes that as time goes by, they will no longer exclude themselves from the Daqian Kingdom and their hearts will truly surrender.

"The county master will naturally not treat the people he has appointed unfairly. Each person's wages will be double the market price."

Double?

Some of the excited people looked at each other with joy in their hearts.

Go to Fanshan to work and earn two days’ wages per day.

Fu'an Village is originally a poor village. Some people work in the fields till dawn and dusk all year round. When the New Year comes, they can only cut a pound of meat and eat a meal of meat dumplings, but there is no more leftover.

Nowadays, we are also farming. If we calculate wages in this way, wouldn’t everyone be able to sew cloth and even put a table of delicacies during the Chinese New Year?

That kind of life has been the wish of many people for many years.

This...

Who wouldn’t be tempted!

"I'm going!"

"I'm going!"

"..."

Some people couldn't hold it any longer and shouted out excitedly.

Xia Qianqian smiled: "Village Chief, you are familiar with the people in the village, so I will leave this matter to you."

"Yes, yes!" Xu Jiang bowed his hands and saluted, "The common people will definitely live up to the trust of the county leader."

……

One month passed by in the blink of an eye.

A total of one hundred workers went to Fanshan, and all chose to pass.

Every day, they take a boat to Fanshan together at the ferry and return in the evening.

The boats on the ferry are all patrol boats.

It takes a lot of manpower to come and go every day, and sometimes conflicts with the patrol work of officers and soldiers.

Xia Qianqian thought about it and asked Uncle Wang to start repairing the abandoned houses in Fanshan.

The house was once the residence of Feng Wei and his men. It has a large area and exquisite layout.

Feng Wei and others evacuated in a hurry, and most of these houses were preserved.

Uncle Wang led a hundred people to start repairs together.

At the beginning, he took the initiative to inform that these repaired houses were used as resting places for everyone, so everyone became more energetic when working.

In less than half a month, all the collapsed roof corners and broken tiles in the courtyard of the villa that was once nestled at the foot of the mountain disappeared.

A neat house in a courtyard is illuminated by the morning sun. The windows are bright and clean. The courtyard is decorated with flowers and plants, which is fresh and pleasant. The furniture in the house is complete, and the kitchen is fully equipped with pots, bowls, pans and other items.

Where is the place for workers to live?

The lord in Jiangcheng, a wealthy family, is nothing more than that.

These workers were from poor peasant backgrounds, and the places where their families lived often had light leaks from the roof, drafts leaked from all directions, and the walls of their homes were in dilapidated condition.

Compared with the conditions at home, the accommodation conditions here are completely different.

Therefore, most of the single young men took the initiative to stay here and volunteered to guard the mountain.

The remaining small number of people with families asked anxiously whether they could bring their families to live with them?

This request is a bit excessive.

Unexpectedly, the county boss not only agreed, but also provided them with a separate yard based on their merits.

For a time, the gratitude in everyone’s hearts was beyond words.

Residents who come to Fanshan can still voluntarily take patrol boats out of the mountain to do business at scheduled times every day, and their freedom is not restricted.

Therefore, without any hesitation, everyone moved in with their families and family the next day.

The large ancestral hall in the center of Fanshan was transformed into a private school after some renovations.

Xia Qianqian hired a full-time teacher to teach the children here how to read poetry, explain historical records, and make them sensible and polite.

Every five days, gentlemen from Zhuxian College will take turns to give lectures here to deepen their knowledge and broaden their horizons.

The former aborigines had been oppressed by Feng Wei for a long time. They were timid and suspicious, and had always been resistant to outsiders.

Unexpectedly, the new owner of Fanshan, a kind-hearted girl who everyone said was like a goddess from heaven, distributed colorful cotton seeds to every household, taught them planting techniques, and promised that when the cotton matures,

, she will buy them all according to the market price.

She provides money-making jobs for the men in the family, and invites weaver girls to teach the women weaving skills.

She provides free reading opportunities for all children.

For children who are in difficulty at home and need help herding sheep to support their family, she not only sends people to help them herd sheep, but also provides them with so-called scholarships.

Anyone who voluntarily goes to school and excels in their studies will be rewarded with money after one semester, which is equivalent to several months of wages for an adult.

As soon as this move came out, no young girl dropped out of school for any reason in Fanshan.

On the hillside, Fanshan villagers and long-term workers work together every day. After getting along day and night, they gradually become familiar with each other. They also help each other at work, and their relationship gradually becomes harmonious.

The village women get together with their young wives from the outside world to discuss the emerging clothing styles, hairpins, popular hair oils and rouges, etc., and they mingle faster than the men.

The children in the academy are becoming more active.

On the first day of school, when faced with unfamiliar faces, they lowered their heads shyly and did not dare to talk to anyone.

Once after class, we play with stones, throw sandbags, and jump on the grid. In just one afternoon, we become good friends.

After this period of governance, Fanshan has completely changed.

In the morning, in the village, young people go together in twos and threes to work in the mountains.

The women were shouting, herding sheep, feeding chickens, and cleaning the yard.

The children carried their schoolbags and skipped to the college.

After a while, among the chirping of birds and insects, the sound of reading was heard.
Chapter completed!