"Okay. Why are you so polite to me? How are the preparations going? Do you need any help?" Song Yang got off the carriage and said with a smile.
"Everything is ready. There is no need to do anything else. Your Majesty, please come in!" Gongsun Mo made a gesture of invitation.
Just as Song Yang was about to enter, Uncle Qi's voice came from behind him: "A Yang, I'm with you!"
"Uh. Well, what is supposed to come will eventually come." Song Yang muttered in a low voice.
…
After receiving Song Yang and Song Tong's uncle and nephew, the two most distinguished ones are here.
Not long after everyone at the door entered, the remaining guests arrived one after another.
Gongsun Mo is a warm-hearted person and will take the initiative to help anyone who has trouble, so he is very popular in Jiangzhou Fucheng.
Gongsun Qi is also the deputy manager of Shuiyun and someone close to Song Yang.
There is a happy event at their home, and there are many guests coming to celebrate.
At this time, the benefits of the large courtyard on the outskirts of the city that Gongsun Mo chose became apparent.
There is enough room for forty or fifty tables in the courtyard.
Including the VIP tables in several rooms, there were four to five hundred people in the courtyard.
Fortunately, Gongsun Mo was well prepared and asked the lesbians from the Women's Federation to help with the cooking yesterday, otherwise he would have been really busy today.
Soon, the house and courtyard were filled with guests.
As Song Yang was the most distinguished person, Gongsun Mo invited him out and said two festive words to his family.
Then Lao Mo improvised a few more sentences, and finally said:
"You guys are eating well and drinking well!"
At this point the meeting officially begins.
However, Song Yang felt extremely uncomfortable after eating just one meal.
Uncle Qi, who was sitting next to him, was making crazy hints and insinuations.
As a result, Song Yang didn't eat much.
I packed a few things and ran away in a hurry.
…
Early the next morning, Fang Zhe was waiting for Song Yang in the office.
"Old Fang, why are you here so early today? Is there something important?"
As soon as Song Yang entered the courtyard, he saw Fang Zhe standing at the door.
"Your Majesty, didn't we say yesterday that we were going to see the place where the house is to be built?"
"Look at the place to build a house? Oh! Yes! Build a building!"
Song Yang didn't expect Fang Zhe to be more active than him.
He is a time traveler, and even though he has lived in a building all his life, Fang Zhe has never cared so much about it.
Lao Fang also had no idea. He lived in a bungalow and had to take care of the vegetable garden.
The government stipulates that vegetables must be planted in the vegetable garden.
Whether it’s vegetables or flowers, it can’t be left empty.
Fang Zhe asked someone to help plant some flowers and plants, but he had to take care of them himself.
If someone helps you plant it, you can't come here to take care of it every day.
Fang Zhe didn't think about hiring a gardener just to plant flowers.
Moreover, the neighbors all have chickens, ducks, geese, dogs and cats.
That smell, it stinks...
That sound was so messy...
Neither Fang Zhe nor Wan Qianxue are experts in this.
One has been a scholar for half his life, and the other only knows how to dance with a gun and a stick.
It's really not suitable for doing this.
So yesterday Song Yang proposed the idea of a residential building, and Fang Zhe immediately became a firm supporter.
And they actively expressed their support for the construction of residential buildings.
I called some masons and went all the way to the place mentioned yesterday.
This piece of land was reserved for a government warehouse.
However, Jiangzhou's progress is too fast now, and materials are being updated very quickly.
This resulted in the fact that in the end it was not clear what kind and size of warehouse to build.
So much so that the yamen warehouse is still crowded in the office area.
"I think this place is good. If you build a residential building, you can leave some space to build a warehouse. I'll leave a small road next to it and you can go back to the government office directly."
Song Yang stood in the middle of the open space and looked around.
This place is actually not very big. Fang Zhe pulled out the drawings and found that the area is only about 1,000 square meters.
Further ahead is the supply and marketing cooperative, on the left is the small square in front of the Yamen, and on the right is a commercial street that is not yet open for future planning.
From the back, follow the path beside the small square or directly cross the small square to reach the government office area.
"Your Majesty, I think this place is not bad. It's very convenient to go to the government office for office work." Fang Zhe agreed.
No matter whether the place is good or not, he hopes to build residential buildings as soon as possible.
Song Yang chatted with several master craftsmen again.
The masters also said that it is possible to build houses here.
"Okay! That's it. The place has been decided first. I'll think about the drawings and what kind of building to build after I go back." Song Yang finally decided on the matter.
"Your Majesty, when can we start work?" Fang Zhe asked anxiously.
"Don't worry, this is our first residential building. It's a model house, so we need to work on it. I need to think about it carefully."
"The residents of this first building must give priority to the people in the government office. The area is so large, the number of households is so many, how many people want to live in it, and who is the first batch to live in, all these must be taken into consideration. Lao Fang, please do some statistics on this matter and then come up with a plan for me to take a look at."
Song Yang told Fang Zhe something, and he could see that Fang Zhe was in a hurry.
Let him do something and his attention will be diverted.
After listening to Song Yang's words, Fang Zhe really focused his energy on this matter.
"Don't worry, Your Majesty. This subordinate has already made up his mind."
"There are a few people in our yamen who are good at gardening, and I know it well."
Fang Zhe said confidently.
Song Yang also didn't expect that people who didn't know how to grow a vegetable garden could form a circle...
After viewing the venue and returning to the Yamen, Song Yang immediately spread out the straw paper.
Hold a ruler in one hand and a pencil in the other.
I drew that area individually in a few strokes.
Song Yang is not a professional in R&D, but he is quite good at drawing.
Song Yang finished drawing the site and calculated the area, which was 980 square meters.
Consider the common area, green land, and warehouse land.
In the end, we decided to build only a 400-square-meter building.
One floor is 50 square meters, and there are eight households in it.
There is one apartment of 80 square meters on the second floor, and five households can be accommodated there.
There are three floors with one hundred square meters per unit, and four units are placed there.
Song Yang worked out the sketch little by little, and it only took an hour in total.
Look at the time, it's not even there when I get off work at noon.
Someone asked Fang Zhe to come over.
"My lord, are you ready?"
Fang Zhe was shocked, the prince's speed was too fast.
"No, no! It's still early! This is a sketch, which is the layout of the space. I want you to come over and discuss it." Song Yang smiled and waved Fang Zhe forward.
"Oh, let me take a look." Fang Zhe walked over.
The diagrams are clearly labeled, and even Fang Zhe, who doesn't understand architecture, can understand them.
Fang Zhe looked at the first floor and expressed his agreement.
The second level is to express agreement.
See the third highest level.
Fang Zhe was stunned for a moment.
Then he glanced at Song Yang and asked: "Um... Your Majesty, don't you live here?"
"Stay."
"Then why are there four rooms on the third floor? Did you leave them for Prince Tanzhou? Are there two more rooms?" Fang Zhe asked doubtfully.
Song Yang understood.
In Fang Zhe's opinion, the higher the official position, the higher the residence.
Song Yang is the prince, so of course he lives on the third floor.
And Fang Zhe himself would definitely not dare to live on the same floor as Song Yang.
That's why he guessed that a room on the third floor was reserved for his seventh uncle Song Tong. As for the other two rooms, Fang Zhe didn't guess either.