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1892 Living in hell, looking up to the light

 Xiao Han understands that world affairs are not about scarcity but about inequality, but like now, sitting in the cold with a pile of materials for building a house, Xiao Han really can't understand it!

"No solution? What no solution? Draw lots, cast lots! How many methods are available! No matter what, it is better to build the house first than to waste it in vain!"

The corner of his mouth twitched twice, Xiao Han raised his head and stared at Old County Magistrate Zhang with an incredible look!

This prime minister’s grandfather, ahem, this is not a curse! He is really the prime minister’s grandfather!

This old man usually seems quite smart? Why is he so old and confused now?

"Hey, Lord Marquis..." Magistrate Zhang saw the confusion in Xiao Han's eyes, smiled bitterly, and simply came forward to Xiao Han's ear and spoke to him carefully.

It turns out that what the old county magistrate said was unanswerable, not only the question of who comes first, but also the location of the house, the size of the house, the appearance of the house, etc. Even where there is a well, where there is a tree, etc.

Small issues such as these are all listed on the old county magistrate's documents! That's why the matter of building a house has been debated until now, but there is still no result.

"Well……"

After hearing what the old county magistrate said, Xiao Han finally understood his suffering!

After all, I thought the problem was simple! I always thought that the government paid for it, so even if the house was built into a doghouse, the people would happily accept it.

But they ignore that from ancient times to the present, the value that Chinese people place on houses has never changed for thousands of years! Even in the later generations of civilization, many families have worked hard all their lives, isn't it just for a house?

Perhaps, the people can make do with other things, but houses! No!

This thing is really built, but it has to be passed on to future generations. In the past, there was no condition and no way! Now that there is hope, who is willing to pass on a doghouse to future generations?

"I should have thought that the demolition and resettlement matter would not be easy to deal with!" Xiao Han muttered unconsciously while holding his forehead with a headache!

"Demolition and resettlement? What do you mean?" The old county magistrate was closest to Xiao Han. Hearing these words from his mouth, he asked strangely.

"The demolition and resettlement is..." Xiao Han waved his hands with a grimace and was about to explain. Suddenly, his whole body was shocked. His originally chaotic mind felt like it was struck by lightning, and the whole world became bright in an instant.

"That's right! Demolition of resettlement houses is such a simple thing! How could I forget it?"

After being stunned for a moment, the excited Xiao Han slapped Magistrate Zhang on the shoulder. The pain made the old man grin and the people around him looked at him with fierce looks!

A few days ago, Xiao Han wanted to remove this rare good official from his post and investigate, and they still haven't forgotten it!

However, Xiao Han ignored the hostile eyes around him at this time, and immediately squatted down, picked up a small stone and started drawing on the ground.

Siheyuan? Too complicated!

Tongzi building? Uh... Although this thing is the most suitable for the current situation, there is no cement and no steel bars. Xiao Han doesn't want the building to collapse that day and trap all these people inside!

Therefore, what he is painting now is the most common and simple bungalow in rural areas in later generations.

Rooms are connected to rooms and walls are connected to walls. Such a design will undoubtedly leave a lot of building materials behind!

Coupled with the uniform style, rows of houses are connected together to form a square and square shape, which looks particularly pleasing to the eye!

"Huh? What kind of house is this?"

Although Magistrate Zhang knew nothing about building houses, after seeing Xiao Han's draft, he quickly understood the secret and his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Bungalow!" Xiao Han replied casually. After finishing the last stroke, he dropped the stones, clapped his hands and said, "If we build all these houses, we should be able to save a lot of materials. If it doesn't work, the foundation can also be used.

We can replace it with bluestone, which is just as strong! Finally, we will ask the masonry workers to work overtime to make some bricks and tiles. There are many of us, so if we all get started, it will be almost ready to be built around the Chinese New Year!"

"Okay! Okay! Okay!" Magistrate Zhang clapped his hands and laughed: "The houses are the same in all aspects, so they must be built skillfully and quickly! And in this way, there is no need to choose. At most, they can draw lots to choose the location.

That’s it! If you dare to talk too much, don’t ask for a house and stay where it’s cool!”

"That's what I mean!" Xiao Han nodded with a smile, then looked at the people around him, and then lowered his voice and said to Magistrate Zhang: "Remember, you must draw lots at the last time you move in! Moreover, this lottery is also a way of allocating rooms.

It’s a big deal! You must not be careless! It’s best to deal with people as a unit! You can’t treat it as a family unit.”

"Huh?" Magistrate Zhang raised his eyebrows, looked up at Xiao Han strangely and said, "The purpose of drawing lots at the end is to let them build every house as their own. I understand this! But!

Why can’t this allocation of housing be based on family units? Aren’t all houses for one family to live in? "

"Hey, we don't regard families as units, because we don't want to break up so many families just for the sake of a house!" Xiao Han sighed, and said to County Magistrate Zhang faintly: "After all, you didn't expect that they would line up to find you and leave, and separate the family.

Bar?"

"This..." County Magistrate Zhang was stunned at first when he heard this, but soon understood the meaning of Xiao Han's words. Sweat poured down his forehead. Looking at Xiao Han again, in addition to deep respect and admiration,

There is also a little bit of fear!

A few days ago, Xiao Han used his identity and reputation to pave the way for him. Magistrate Zhang naturally knew it! It can be said that from that moment on, he was deeply impressed by Xiao Han and decided to tie himself to this person.

On board the young Shangguan!

But today, apart from Xiao Han's stunning drawing of the bungalow, his understanding and grasp of human nature gave County Magistrate Zhang a chill in his heart.

What kind of young man is this? What on earth has he gone through to be able to understand human nature so clearly!

"Okay, I'm leaving, work hard!"

Seeing the sweat on Magistrate Zhang's forehead, Xiao Han chuckled lightly and patted him on the shoulder again. Then Shi Shiran left Xicheng under the gazes of people around him who were either confused or unhappy.

He is not the monster that Magistrate Zhang thought. In fact, in the previous world, he has seen too many examples of people dying for wealth and birds dying for food! So even in the simple and honest Tang Dynasty, when Xiao Han was thinking about the problem

, and still likes to put the evil and greed of human nature first. This is the fundamental reason why he has been in the Tang Dynasty for so long and is still incompatible with this world for a lot of time!

In hell, look up to the light!

Xiao Han doesn't want to see the tragedy of a fake divorce turning into a real divorce and the real father and son becoming strangers for a little profit in this beautiful world.

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