Uncle Li Zheng looked at Shen Qingyu with some caution.
When I came back from this trip, the woman in front of me didn't look haggard, and her clothes were made of the best materials I had ever seen before.
Look, it doesn’t look like you’ve suffered a loss?
Uncle Li Zheng speculated while listening to Shen Qingyu explain the situation.
Shen Qingyu talked about Shen Qingyao becoming the head of the Qi family, and also talked about how there were more than 10,000 people in the back mountain.
Uncle Zheng knew about the former.
The latter...Uncle Li Zheng’s eyes almost dropped to the ground!
"What did you say? More than 10,000 people? Are they all from our Shenjia Village?"
Shen Qingyu nodded decisively.
Uncle Li Zheng's scalp was numb: "But we don't have that much land in the village!"
Shen Qingyu laughed and told Uncle Li Zheng about the prefect's division of land and mountains.
Uncle Li Zheng still frowned: "According to what you said, they will be able to be self-sufficient in the future, but what about now?"
Even if you plant the crops that can be harvested the fastest, it doesn’t take a month or two.
Don’t you need to eat for a month or two?
Where does the food for more than 10,000 people come from?
Shen Qingyu understood what Uncle Li Zheng meant and explained with a smile: "Don't worry, there will be a way."
If there is not enough food, Qi Yunxiao can buy it from Fucheng. If one Fucheng is not enough, he can buy it from nearby Fucheng.
The coarse grains bought can be used to pay debts with work to get these ten thousand people moving...
After telling Uncle Li Zheng his idea, Uncle Li Zheng's eyes widened in shock: "You mean, you want to open a new business?"
Shen Qingyu also imitated him and widened his eyes: "If I don't open a new business, how will I live with so many people?"
That's true...
Uncle Li Zheng took a deep look at Shen Qingyu: "I don't know what you went through when you went to the capital and who you met, but since you agreed to such a big thing, I guess you also have your own considerations..." Shen Qingyu was slightly startled: No, this is not what I promised.
This is something His Majesty the Emperor forced upon Qi Yunxiao.
That’s not right, His Majesty the Emperor pressured Qi Yunxiao and himself...
Hey!
What happened to you?
On the surface, he always said that he and Qi Yunxiao were at peace and separated, but when it really happened, he couldn't help but shoulder half of the burden that belonged to the two of them...
Having too much sense of responsibility is not a good thing.
Shen Qingyu smiled self-deprecatingly and concluded: "Uncle Li Zheng, please tell everyone that this sweet potato flour workshop was built just for business. This business will not be yellow."
"If the sweet potatoes are swollen and they think they can dig them, they will wash them and dry them on the same day they are dug, and send them over the next day. I want freshly dug ones, not ones that have been left out for ten and a half months." When sweet potatoes are just dug out, they have the highest starch content and high flour extraction rate.
If left for a long time, it will be saccharified and the starch will turn into sugar, but the flour extraction rate will not be that high.
Uncle Li Zheng thought of the other side: "Don't worry, the sweet potatoes that have just come out are full of water and are heavier when weighed. They must have sent them here right after they came out."
Different paths lead to the same destination, that's fine.
Shen Qingyu smiled and asked Uncle Li Zheng to bring over the account books of the sweet potato workshop that he had repaired a few days ago.
Uncle Li Zheng clearly figured out how much work each person had done and how much they would be paid.
She had given part of it before, but seeing that some people still hadn't given enough, Shen Qingyu directly gave the remaining part to Uncle Li Zheng: "Uncle Li Zheng, please help me distribute the remaining part."
Seeing the money, Uncle Li Zheng breathed a sigh of relief at first.
Those who had not received the money before went to Uncle Li Zheng to ask if they could still get the remaining money.
Now, as soon as Qingyu comes back, he will cash in this part first, and these people will be unable to say anything anymore.
Taking the money, Uncle Li Zheng stood up to leave, but suddenly he paused as if he remembered something: "Qingyu, your uncle and uncle..."
Shen Qingyu smiled slightly: "Uncle Li Zheng, my uncle and his wife took away not only my business, but also the opportunities of the families who helped me here."
"If Uncle Li Zheng doesn't do anything about it, will I dare to find someone in the village to do other things in the future?"
Uncle Li Zheng's face changed immediately.
Yes, if Shen Qingyu stops making stewed vegetables from now on, the folks who come to help wash the pigs and make pork heads will lose a lot of income!
What if she takes these businesses away in the future?
Think about the tens of thousands of refugees who have just been resettled...
"This woman is too selfish. I will discuss it with the clan elders and see how to deal with it."
Shen Qingyu smiled and served tea before seeing Uncle Li Zheng off.
In this kind of matter, Uncle Li Zheng is the most suitable person to come forward.
He is the clan leader and he is upright. If he is prepared to fool around with something like this that blatantly harms the interests of his clan members, Shen Qingyu will have to weigh the consequences of continuing to do it in Shenjia Village.
The house was finally quiet, and Shen Qingyu had time to visit the prince and the eighth prince.
We haven’t seen each other for more than a month, and both of us have lost weight.
When I saw Shen Qingyu, my eyes were a little eager.
"Cousin sister-in-law!"
"Cousin sister-in-law!"
There were two handsome young men, one big and one small, the older one even blushed.
Shen Qingyu couldn't help laughing: "I brought something back from Beijing, did your cousin give it to you?"
"Give it." His Royal Highness nodded.
Xue Juzheng came out of His Royal Highness the Prince's room with a kind smile on his face: "Don't worry, I will put it away."
"Wherever I can ask sir to take action, I will come..."
So the three teachers and students let each other enter the room.
With so many books, it’s natural that there should be a study room.
Fortunately, the house is now big, and Shen Qingyu has set up a separate study room on the second floor of the main house.
He also asked Liu Cuixi to tell his man to find a carpenter to make a bookshelf according to the wall.
When Liu Cuixi learned that those big boxes were all books, she was so shocked that she was speechless!
"God... how much will it cost for so many books?"
Shen Qingyu smiled: There are many books and they are very valuable, but they are not their own.
The two dragon guards carried the boxes to the second floor, and Xue Ju was leading the prince and the eighth prince to sort them upstairs.
When he saw those familiar books, His Royal Highness was in a trance.
The eighth prince was young after all. He held a Buddhist scripture in his hand and exclaimed: "Brother, do you still read Buddhist scriptures?"
The prince took the Buddhist scripture and found that it was a copy of the "Prajna Paramita Heart Sutra", a very rare edition, and the fonts were all honest and round.
He naturally knew that this was not something from his study, so he looked at Xue Juzheng.
Xue Juzheng was flipping through the book in his hand: "If you can read it, it might not be a bad thing."
His Royal Highness the Prince is generous, but not stupid. He understood immediately. He lowered his eyes for a moment, respectfully put the Buddhist scripture on the stool aside.
Not long after, several more Buddhist scriptures were found in the Eighth Prince's bookcase, all of which were rare treasures...
No matter how young the Eighth Prince is, he can still tell that he is different.
He looked outside the house with some fear, and then he realized: the dragon guard had arrived in a strange way.
Wanting to know the answer, the eighth prince looked at the prince and Xue Juzheng.
Xue Juzheng seemed unaware, holding a book and reading with great interest, shaking his head.
His Highness the Crown Prince's eyes were clear and his tone was gentle: "Wen Jin, you are impulsive when you are young. You should think more carefully when encountering problems in the future and speak after you understand them."
Wen Jin suppressed the sudden sourness in his heart and nodded with tears in his eyes: "Brother, I understand."
In just over a month, Wen Jin was no longer the same Wen Jin who was more comfortable in the countryside than in the palace.
After experiencing many changes, the boy finally began to grow up.