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Chapter 561

Zhou Lang took the rice back to the kitchen, poured it back into the pot, pulled out the hot ashes and some remaining charcoal blocks from the stove, and then placed the pot on top so that the rice would stay hot and not burn out immediately.

get cold.

After finishing all this, he took the pot of vegetables and went out.

After exiting the alley, walk along the street until you reach the busiest section, where there are often little beggars or old beggars begging.

During his time in Yizhou City, Zhou Lang did not dare to say that he had visited the entire Yizhou City, but he was familiar with the neighborhood where they lived and several nearby streets.

When you first start wandering around, you will always get lost, so you have to ask people on the road for directions, but you will always meet people who don't want to talk to you, or deliberately point you to the wrong way, or even know that you don't know the way.

Someone who doesn’t understand but insists on showing you the way.

After being tricked many times, Zhou Lang knew that it was more reliable to ask for directions from beggars on the roadside.

In addition, some restaurants on the street like to have some cleaners to help run errands, deliver food and recycle tableware every day.

They say they are helpers, but they are actually beggars.

The restaurant pays them some food, and they run errands for the restaurant.

Zhou Lang met them several times and became familiar with them as soon as they went back and forth.

Because today is the Qingming Festival, the restaurants at the entrance of the alley are not open, and the beggars have gone to who knows where.

Zhou Lang walked along the street towards the bustling place. When he saw a restaurant with its doors open, he turned and entered an alley, which was the back door of the restaurant.

Sure enough, as soon as I walked in, I saw a group of ragged people rummaging for something in a wooden barrel from a distance.

Zhou Lang squinted his eyes and looked around, and finally found a familiar person. He coughed lightly and called: "San'er?"

A little boy of eight or nine years old turned around and walked up lazily when he saw Zhou Lang, "Brother Zhou, have you found a job for us?"

"You have all been exposed to the restaurants on the street. What kind of work can I find for you? Come, I brought you a bowl of vegetables."

When San'er heard this, he immediately rushed forward with his own bowl in hand. When he saw the vegetables and meat inside, he was so surprised, "Brother Zhou Zhou, are you rich?"

"No, isn't this the Qingming Festival? I want you to have a nice meal, only vegetables, no rice."

San'er waved his hand, and other little beggars rushed up and said, "It doesn't matter, we have it."

They had some naan pancakes and steamed buns hidden away. Although they were not complete and had been left for several days, they were still delicious to eat with such vegetables and meat.

Especially since this dish is still hot.

Zhou Lang handed the dishes to San'er and asked him to divide them. They were surprised to find that the dishes were hot and they were very happy.

Zhou Lang took back the empty basin and saw that they were eating with gusto, so he waved his hand and said, "Then I'll leave first. You can eat slowly."

Everyone said goodbye to Zhou Lang warmly, "Fourth brother, walk slowly."

"It's easy to go, fourth brother."

When Zhou Lang walked to the entrance of the alley, he saw Man Bao and the others carrying things and staring at him dumbfounded. He first glanced at the baskets in their hands, and immediately went to greet them happily, "Have you bought it? So fast!"

Man Bao nodded, "There were few people going to the restaurant today, so the speed was very fast."

She glanced at the empty basin in Zhou Lang's hand, frowned and asked: "Fourth brother, you just got the vegetables..."

"Oh, they are friends I met outside. I'll tell you when I get back." Zhou Lang was a little hungry, so he picked up the baskets in their hands very diligently and walked quickly: "Let's go, let's go back to eat first."

Manbao and the others only bought vegetables, and the rice was their own. Daji took the rice out of the kitchen, and Zhou Lang explained, "Those vegetables were lost and wasted, so I sent them to them."

Man Bao asked, "Then why don't we deliver food together?"

"...There is only so much food, just enough for us to eat."

"We can cook it again," Bai Shanbao said, "If you want to do a good deed, why not make it perfect?"

Zhou Lang scratched his head and said, "I didn't want to do any good deeds. Wouldn't that be a waste of things? We don't eat vegetables, but we need to eat."

Bai Erlang said: "You just pick."

Zhou Lang was unhappy, "This is not called picking. I don't like what you are going to do. We don't have gold or silver mines at home, so how can we cook special meals to give away? You gave it to me today,

Will you give it to me tomorrow?"

Daji glanced at them and said: "Eat quickly, it's already past lunch time, be careful not to get hungry."

Man Bao asked while serving rice, "Fourth brother, why don't they go home?"

"It's because they have no home," Zhou Lang said: "Who has a home and would run away? San'er and the others have been wandering for more than two years, most of them because of the flood three years ago, and some,

There are various reasons, why am I asking so carefully?"

Man Bao frowned, "I remember that we don't have so many beggars in Luojiang County. With so many people, why doesn't Magistrate Tang allocate land to the refugees and resettle them like Magistrate Yang did?"

Bai Shanbao thought for a while and said: "Yizhou is prosperous, maybe he doesn't have so much land?"

"What about their original land?" Man Bao said: "Since they had a home before, obviously their parents and even their grandparents had land. Even if they were exiled, the land at home would still be there. The Yamen will provide some

Seeds, tools, tax exemption for a few more years, and we will naturally settle down."

Man Bao said this because this is how Yang Heshu resettled the refugees.

Not long after he took office that year, he began to arrange for some strong refugees. During the autumn harvest, he found that the price of food in Yizhou remained high and began to arrange for other refugees.

The refugees who were still stranded in the county were scattered and assigned to various villages, or they were directly placed in a piece of wasteland and allowed to form a village of their own.

Lend them some grain, give them some seeds and farm tools, and decide to exempt them from taxes for the second year on the grounds of reclaiming wasteland.

For some barren or difficult-to-open wasteland, he would also issue conscription orders and conscript laborers to help open up wasteland.

Over the past two years, not only the refugees stranded in Luojiang County have been arranged, but also refugees from other counties have flooded in after hearing the news, and most of them have been arranged by Yang Heshu.

Therefore, the population of Luojiang County has grown very rapidly in the past two years. In addition to those born in the own county, these are the newly added refugees.

Population is one of the performance evaluations of a county magistrate. Among other things, Yang and Shuguang are very good at this.

Man Bao and Bai Shanbao also knew that because of this matter, Yang Heshu was sued by two neighboring counties because they were suspected of competing for population.

Yang Heshu mentioned to them that most of these refugees are from Yizhou. Otherwise, if their ancestors were in Luojiang County, he would not have to bother so much and just directly support them with some grain and seeds and agricultural tools.

Therefore, there is still a big difference between the resettlement of landless refugees and those who have not lost their land.


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