"How is it, how much did you earn? 々 She hurriedly ran over and lay on the table, her eyes were shiny, and she reached out to grab the account book, "Wow, so much," this is the Arab accounting method she taught
, it was obvious at a glance, more than 20,000 taels, my warehouse was finally about to be full.
"Yes," Yan Hao rubbed her hair, "Are you happy now?"
"Of course," Qi You'er sat down and kept flipping through the account book, but soon she turned her face bitter again. "No matter how much it is, it's useless, it's not mine anymore."
"Well, what's wrong? Yan Hao put his hand on her forehead, "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
"No, Qi You'er pulled his hand and then put it on his arm. When it came to this, it hurts in her heart. This made a wealthy mist spend the silver that had not yet been warm. How much pain would she have to do.
"What's wrong?" Yan Hao was a little worried. What's wrong with her?
"Look," she took out a piece of paper and put it in front of Yan Hao, unable to bear to say anything, "If I continue talking, I will have to feel so painful. If I continue like this, I may have made a profit for nearly a year.
It's gone, but I can't ignore it, otherwise I'll be very happy every day and I'll feel uneasy."
Yan Hao took the paper and saw that it was covered with the unique character "Qi You'er" of Qi You'er. According to Qi You'er, there are not many words that can be written like her in the world, and this may also be called art.
, and Yan Hao can also understand her artistic characters,
Although the characters are a little worse, the key is to be clear and clear.
It is very intuitive to write word by word.
The above is a plan. Due to the flood, there are many more victims in the capital. Although several families are putting on porridge, even the people who are so close to the door of Zuo Xiang are trying to restore their impression of Emperor Gui.
, A porridge shed was set up, but there were too many victims in this disaster, and it was impossible for them to eat porridge every day. Several of them had already withdrawn. This was not a long time ago, because of these, Qi Youer wanted to
Some methods have been made.
The way she thought was completely different from what she didn't think about. She wanted to take out some money to build the house, and built it all with concrete, and it was on the wastelands in the capital. After it was built, she could accommodate those homeless people.
Poor man.
Then they opened the land of the unowned wasteland outside the city. The imperial court did not collect their taxes within three years. They could grow as much as they could. Those who really had no ability to work should be kept first, and wait for those who were
The land can grow crops. Part of the taxes collected will be given to the court and part of them will be given to the village chiefs in this village. You can apply for a minimum living allowance and provide a guarantee for the elderly, weak, sick and disabled there. In this way, not only
These victims can support themselves and open the land. This is really a good thing for Tianyu, and some people will definitely be able to be self-sufficient in the future and will save a lot of trouble for the court.
"How did you think of it?" Yan Hao sighed and placed his hand on Qi You'er's face, but she still had a painful face, "My money is going to be gone again."
"It's okay," Yan Hao smiled, "Let the emperor open the treasury, you go and choose what you like, okay?"
"It's almost the same," Qi Youer pouted, fortunately she felt a little comforted, otherwise she might not be able to sleep for a long time.
"Who do you want to hand over the victims' village to deal with?" Yan Hao took the pen and started writing a memorial. When this memorial came to the emperor, it would definitely be shocked to the whole country.
"The disaster-in-communist village is not nice," Qi You'er shook her head, "Let's call it Hope Village." Isn't there a hopeful journey in the future? It happens to be borrowed and used.
"Okay, I just hope village," Yan Hao wrote the words "hope village" on the memorial.
As for who will come, Qi Youer thought for a while, "Let's just give it to Pengyuan. That kid is now enthusiastic and asks Tinglan and his brother-in-law to help him. There is absolutely no problem. He looks like he uses our concrete as the raw material and covers it.
The third floor, the fifth floor is too eye-catching. Each household is given priority to those who help build houses. If the mansion is fine, they will help open the land. It is best for the emperor to send out the soldiers who are not used in the palace.
Let them open together, the military and civilians can be seen, and the emperor's compassion for the people is good for his reputation."
Yan Hao also agreed. Just like that, he also intends to let his friend go away. The child needs more exercise and will definitely be the pillar of Tianyu in the future.
The next day, when Yan Hao presented the memorial to Emperor Gui, Emperor Gui was indeed very happy.
"Okay," he said loudly, "Yan Hao, this idea is good. It can not only resettle the victims, but also allow them to stay in the work of happiness, but also allow them to be self-reliant, and also allow me to have so many more heavenly things.
The land that can be planted is really a great thing for them.”
However, Emperor Gui looked at the budgets behind him and his head was about to be a headache. "Yan Hao, isn't there too much budget? The initial investment is more than 50,000 taels, this is not the previous few days.
The war is flooded again, and the treasury is too empty and has not been repaid yet. It will take a few months to wait until the new taxes are raised before there will be enough."
"Prince, please rest assured," Yan Hao smiled slightly, "I have already thought about this silver matter, and we will come from the world of knowledge."
"This..." Emperor Gui was willing to do this when he heard this, but there would be no follow-up to this, right?
"Okay," he waved his hand. He drew a circle in the memorial, and agreed. "You can take whatever you want from my treasury." He sighed. This is really rich and capable.
The ghost pushes the mill, this Qi Youer is really good, he loves money very much.
"Thank you," Yan Hao bowed, the smile on his face as faint as autumn water, clean and clear.
Yan Hao really taught Qi Pengyuan about building Hope Village. Qi Pengyuan naturally took it happily. He ran there during the day and went back to make a few cradles when he came back tonight. He was busy with his feet on this day.
The bed next to me collapsed, I slept for a few hours a day, and when I woke up the next day, I was full of energy again, smiling every day on my face, full of energy.
OK, he stood up and looked at his masterpiece carefully. It was really good.
This is a small cradle, made of wood, and is specially used for young babies born. Qi Pengyuan made the picture by Qi You'er himself. He has been busy for a long time before he has achieved results. Of course, there are also other things.
Several carpenters' help.
"Young master, the more special this is. I have never seen it before," the carpenters really opened their eyes when they saw this cradle.
"Of course," Qi Pengyuan looked proud, "This is a picture drawn by my sister, I made it by myself. How can it not look good? By the way, go and give one to my second sister first." He picked up one and then