The house is ancient, and was taken home by a rough man and spoiled

"Really? But our food is not free. If you are willing, you can stay and work. We will pay you five cents a day and two meals."

Liu Lizheng thought of what Shen Yuan said, that if they wanted to build a workshop, they could do so on the wasteland awarded to them by the county magistrate, which would also solve the refugee problem.

Shen Yuan also said that it would rain at the end of this month, so the villagers didn't have to worry.

At that time, if it rains, those refugees who are willing to return home will go back first, and those who are willing to stay and work will return home after finishing their work.

He also knew that if these refugees had enough food to eat, they would naturally not cause trouble.

"What? There are such good things?"

"And wages and meals?"

"Yes, yes, who wouldn't?"

........

The refugees talked a lot, as if they saw hope.

"Of course, if you don't want to, we will let you go south, but don't even think about attacking our village. Since you dare to come, I believe you all know that our village is under the attention of the county magistrate. Strictly speaking, those sweet potatoes belong to the government, and our village is just planting them on behalf of the government."

"Anyone who wants to take advantage of the sweet potatoes should also consider whether they can escape the government's pursuit."

Liu Lizheng became serious again.

The group of people also shuddered, they really didn't know that the sweet potatoes belonged to the government.

It almost caused a disaster.

"Are you serious about what you said?"

The leading man asked suspiciously.

"I am the head of this village, so I am serious. If you agree, stay here and go to the wasteland in the north and build a thatched hut to live in."

Liu Daping and Shen Yuan have already discussed it and it won't be difficult to build a thatched hut to live in for the time being.

When everyone heard this, they all nodded.

The leading man stepped forward and bowed deeply:

"Thank you very much, Li Zheng, no matter what the job is, we will do our best."

The village head looked at the man. He was tall and thin and very alert. No wonder he could become their leader.

"What's this young man's name?"

Lin Xin lowered his eyes: "My name is Lin Yi."

"Brother Lin, you will be in charge of them. I will take you to the wasteland first. There is a forest over there. You should build the straw hut as soon as possible."

The village head Liu Daping led his men towards the wasteland.

Before long, Shen Yuan's courtyard became bustling with activity.

Li Yulin, her aunt, her sister-in-law and others had already arrived at Shen Yuan's house and were cooking multi-grain porridge in a big pot.

"I heard from the village head that there were seventy-three people, forty of them were men, and the rest were women and children. They were all as thin as sticks."

Li Yulin said as she stirred the porridge.

"They are also lucky to have met our Shen Yuan and Wan Wan, who are willing to give them a bite to eat."

The aunt thought that her nephew was really resourceful and could do such a big thing so quickly.

What if there are more refugees coming later?

We can't collect them all. Why would we need so many people to build a workshop?

"Saving a life is better than building a seventh-level Buddha. Brother Shen Yuan is doing this to accumulate merit for our Shen family."

Zhao Yan didn't think it was a big deal. Shen Yuan and Su Wanwan looked like people who could do big things.

No wonder he specifically asked for the wasteland as a reward. It turned out he had already had this idea in mind.

I don’t know what’s going on with other people’s brains, they’re just different from theirs.

"That's true, niece-in-law. Do you have enough food at home? If not, take what we have first. We will buy more food after the disaster is over. It's too expensive to buy food now."

Zhang Cuihua thought about how many refugees must eat a lot of food every day.

Although they were all coarse grains, Shen Yuan's family didn't have that much food to prepare.

"Aunt, it's okay. We have some at home. We used the money from Shen Yuan's hunting to buy coarse grains."

Su Wanwan thought that this old lady was really cute and really cared about them.

This idea, and the initiative to lend them food, is truly commendable.

"That's fine. If it's not enough, just tell me. If it really rains in a few days as Shen Yuan said, I think the price of grain will go down."

Su Wanwan also responded with a smile:

"Okay, auntie, we won't be polite."

Thanks to the reward from the county magistrate, they not only had money but also wasteland, and no one would suspect where they got the funds to build a workshop.

The coarse grains were brought from the space, some bean flour and millet.

In fact, in modern times, coarse grains are more expensive than refined grains, but those rice are too luxurious and eye-catching.

As a last resort, she mixed in some impurities and brown rice of that era, and took them out as well. She mixed several kinds of grains together and cooked them into porridge, which was thin and not too thick.

Of course there were no vegetables, only pickles, which were pickled by the aunt-in-law for Shen Zhao and the others. They were chopped into small pieces and just had a salty taste.

Even so, for those refugees, who have been eating bland soup for so many days, this kind of porridge is the best.

This group of people worked quickly and had built thatched huts before dark, with each family building one hut.

It’s hot now, so we’ve settled down for the time being.

Shen Yuan came to deliver the meal and directly carried the pot to the wasteland, asking them to line up with their own bowls and serve.

After drinking the hot meal, the refugees seemed to calm down, and they almost knelt down to express their gratitude to the village head and others.

"Don't thank me, thank Shen Yuan. He just feels sorry for you. Originally, people in our village could do these jobs."

Liu Daping sighed, saying that Shen Yuan and his wife were truly great philanthropists.

Of course, in addition to these refugees, Shen Yuan also recruited some men from the village, mainly to keep an eye on them, prevent them from causing trouble, and do what they can.

However, the people in the village did not provide food, and only ate twenty copper coins a day.

Refugees only received five copper coins because many of them brought their families with them, including the elderly and children, and there wasn’t much they could do, yet they were provided with two meals.

According to the current market conditions, they would be happy if they could be given food but not a penny.

Everyone then looked at Shen Yuan, and saw that this man was very tall. He just stood there without saying a word, but he was intimidating without even getting angry.

The aura he possessed was even more terrifying than those powerful people.

"Thank you, Mr. Shen..."

The refugees all knelt down.

Shen Yuan didn't think there was anything wrong with it. It was just that the title made him sound old.

However, he did not say anything, but took out the blueprint and asked:

“Who among you knows how to build a house?”

Three men immediately stood up.

Shen Yuan asked them to stand aside.

"Does anyone know how to build a kang, as used in the north?"

There were five people coming out this time.

Further north of Tongxu County, the winters are extremely cold. People there build kangs, fill them with firewood, and the entire bed and the entire room are warm.

"If you know carpentry and are good at it, stand over here?"

............

According to the blueprints, Shen Yuan called out all the jobs that required technical skills.

Then these people specialized in doing this, while others who had no skills built houses with adobe bricks.

He also needs to get some more bricks and tiles. The biggest weakness of adobe houses is that they leak easily when rain falls. Since he is going to build one, he has to do it better.