The boundary of Songshan Village was originally a patch of land at the foot of Songshan Mountain.
A hundred years ago, there was a great disaster in the southernmost region. People were displaced and fled outside.
Some people died on the road before they could escape far.
Those who were lucky enough to survive naturally had to wait for the disaster relief and comfort from the imperial court.
There were those who received the money and returned to their hometowns, and there were also those who had no relatives and no thoughts about their hometown and no longer wanted to travel around. The court settled them nearby.
At that time, there were quite a lot of victims staying in Panshi Town, and the existing village could not accommodate many people. Fortunately, there were still a lot of empty spaces, so the victims were allowed to choose a place to settle down.
Thus, this Songshan Village came into existence.
Songshan is ownerless, because they live at the foot of the mountain, so it is convenient for them.
But Song Qiu didn't know whether the long river outside the official road was ownerless, so she had to ask the village chief's grandfather to find out.
"Aqiu, are you asking about the Changhe River?"
The village chief who is fifty-two this year has an old cigarette stick in his hand all year round. This was passed down to him by his Mr. Tang. Mr. Tang was old and always coughed a lot, so he lost the cigarette stick that he had smoked for decades.
Cigarette stick.
At this time, the village chief took a puff from his cigarette holder, and the smoke enveloped his entire face, but he didn't notice it.
Song Qiu didn't like the smell of cigarette smoke. He was glad that he was sitting at the bottom and far away. He nodded and said, "That's the one. I want to ask the village chief, does that one belong to the owner?"
The village chief said: "There is no owner, our area is ownerless. I heard that many years ago, the official road did not stop here, and this area was very deserted. That is to say, we people came one after another, and what happened next
The official roads have also been repaired, and this area has become more densely populated."
"Aqiu, why are you asking about this?"
As soon as he heard that there was no owner, Song Qiu felt relieved and discussed ideas with the village chief, "Grandpa, village chief, I want to set up a tea stall by the long river, so that it can be convenient for passers-by and make some money."
, do you think it’s okay?”
"A tea stall?"
The village chief paused. The official road had been bustling for so many years, but no one in his village had thought of setting up a stall beside the official road.
He thought about that location on the bank of the long river. The official road coming from the east to the south and north would also pass through that place when it came up. It was indeed a good land.
only.
"Ah Qiu, you are young, but you don't know. As early as ten years ago, the land in Wangjiadun was quite spacious, and it was quite spacious on the edge of the woods. A family in Wangjiadun also set up a tea stall for people passing by.
People rest and drink tea.
But one day, suddenly, two groups of passers-by with knives and swords were resting at the tea stall. For some reason, they started fighting. They were not the usual women pulling their hair and men shaking their fists. They were pulling out fists.
He who drew his sword saw blood!
The youngest son of that family, who was a clerk, couldn't escape and was killed on the spot!"
The village chief sighed, but he was afraid of scaring the little girl. He changed his tone and said: "On this official road at the back, no one has any tea stalls anymore. However, in recent years, the world has been peaceful, and I haven't heard of it anywhere.
There is still such a thing.
Ah Qiu, if you want to set up a tea stall, it's not impossible, but I'm worried about you and my grandson, and there is no strong labor force at home. If you run into a tea stall, it won't be easy."
Song Qiu listened and thought about the land in Wangjiadun. She knew that it was not far in front of her uncle's village.
There is a stall next to the official road, and you may encounter a man who fights and kills you. Maybe you have seen it in many dramas.
But these years have indeed been peaceful. There are so many people coming and going on the official road every day, and nothing has happened.
This is what she wants to do to make a living.
I won't go if I'm afraid that someone will make trouble or something might happen, and this will never start.
This is related to her big plan.
There is no rush in planning for the future, just for now.
"Don't worry, village chief. I will go there every morning and close the stall in the afternoon. There are many people coming and going on the official road, and our village is also close. I can see everything at a glance, and I won't even think about it."
What's going on?" Song Qiu said.
Seeing that she had made up her mind, the village chief didn't know what to say. He just said, "Then you should be careful. If something happens, it's not important. Run back to the village first."
There is no one on the river bank, so just go and set up a stall. If you need any help, you can tell me."
It's more than a mile to run back, just enter the village trail. If you are smarter, you can avoid it.
That boy from Wangjiadun was a bit stupid and had to stick his head out to watch the excitement, so he was accidentally killed.
Otherwise, as long as they are not bandits, no one will kill ordinary people casually, right?
Over the years, they have not heard of bandits anywhere for a long time. The world is good, and the people have something to eat no matter how poor they are, so why bother to make a living.
"Thank you very much, Grandpa Village Chief. I know." Song Qiu nodded honestly and thanked her sincerely.
The village chief nodded and saw the person leaving the door, so he got up and entered the right door.
"Is she the little girl from the Song family?" Mr. Tang was sitting on the chair by the window.
"Yes." The village chief sat down opposite and subconsciously put the cigarette pole in his hand on his lap without putting it in his mouth. "The little girl is smart and has a good idea. She wants to set up a stall by the long river.
, people come and go every day, so it’s a good business.”
"This Aqiu looks like her grandmother. You can tell by looking at her eyes. She is soft on the outside but strong on the inside. She is stable and has big ideas."
"This is a good business, but officials and Taoists have too many eyes and contacts, so bad things are bound to happen." Mr. Tang sighed, "I haven't seen the old man from last time. It's strange that he hasn't come back these days."
When the village chief heard what his father said, he hurriedly said, "How about I ask her not to run the stall?"
Mr. Tang glanced at him and said, "That's all, just let it be. It's not easy for the Song family, so it doesn't matter."
"Dad is right."
"If you have nothing to do, let's go take a look. We, the people of Songshan Village, don't allow outsiders to bully us."
"Eh!"
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After hearing the good news that there was no owner on the bank of the long river, Song Qiu thought about starting to build a shed on the river beach.
It just provides people with shade and rest. It doesn’t have to be anything fancy, just a thatched shed. It’s easy, quick, and inexpensive to build.
At this time of the year, all the fields in the ten miles and eight villages are busy with farm work. Liu Caigui and his son, who specialize in carpentry in the village, are idle.
Song Qiu planned to use the money to ask them to help with the construction. In addition, he needed to build a few simple tables and benches, so he had to ask them anyway.
You still need to keep this thing ready. It would be inappropriate to borrow it from others. After all, you are doing business by yourself, not just for drinking or anything else.
Liu Caigui is just forty years old this year. He has two sons and two daughters. The eldest daughter was married early and the younger daughter was just married not long ago.
And the two sons and daughters are several years old. There are only three generations, which adds up to a family of ten.
There is no land, so the women grow some vegetables and feed some livestock. Other than that, they rely on the skills of carpenters.
Because of their good craftsmanship, there are quite a few people who come to ask them to do carpentry work during the off-season, so this life is actually easy.
After Song Qiu came to the door and told him his intention, Liu Caigui was still stunned, "Where are you going to build a thatched shed by the Changhe River?"