On the wedding day, I was broken off, so I remarried his uncle

When Song Xile heard the noise, he washed his hands and immediately left the kitchen.

At this time, all the tables and stools had been unloaded in the yard.

Song Xile walked out, counted the money, and after confirming that there was no problem, he paid the remaining money to the other party.

Changsheng took the money and apologized to Song Xile again for what happened today, "Madam, our boss said that we were at fault today. If you want to use a cart, just go and get it!"

Seeing that the other party was very concerned about what happened just now, Song Xile smiled and agreed, "In that case, thank you very much, boss!"

In fact, Song Xile would not borrow it again, but he agreed because he did not want the other party to care too much.

Changsheng then said goodbye and left.

After the man left, Chen Yunyou asked in confusion, "What is he doing?"

Song Xile then recounted what had just happened in the wood shop.

Qian Feng, who was standing by, heard this and couldn't help but say, "Why bother with all this? Chang'an, Chang'an, just pull a cart from our shop."

Without waiting for Song Xile to refuse, Chang'an took the order and ran away.

He knew that if he was a step slower and was stopped, his request would probably be rejected again. Chang'an, who thought he was smart, ran out of the door in a flash.

Song Xile looked at Chang'an helplessly, who disappeared in the blink of an eye, and was speechless for a long time.

Qian Feng smiled and said, "Don't be so polite, sister-in-law. I can't say anything about other things, but we have extra carts. Just use them."

Since the other party said so, Song Xile couldn't refuse anymore and could only agree with a smile.

After his wife and her friend finished their polite conversation, Chen Yunyou hurriedly asked, "Are you going to hold a dragon boat race, sir?"

Several days had passed since he met the prefect, and there had been no movement in the city. He felt somewhat disappointed, as he thought that his suggestion had not been followed up.

From what his wife had just said, the wealthy families in the city had already begun looking for craftsmen, which meant that the prefect had already taken charge of the matter. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel excited.

Song Xile smiled and nodded, "This morning, I saw the officers holding gongs and making announcements everywhere. It seems that the dragon boat race is going to be held."

"That's great!" Chen Yunyou said happily.

Qian Feng, who was listening to their conversation silently, didn't quite understand why they were so excited.

After all, the dragon boat race is held every year, and to him, it is just an ordinary event.

Unable to figure it out, he simply gave up thinking about it and asked his friend directly: "It's just a dragon boat race? It's also held in previous years. What's there to be happy about?"

Chen Yunyou suppressed the smile on his face and explained to his friend, "You should know that this year is different from previous years. This year, the city suffered a serious disaster, and the people's lives have become more difficult because of this."

"Taking this opportunity to hold the dragon boat race is not only to follow the old calendar, but also an important opportunity for us to boost people's morale and restore the economy."

He paused and continued to explain, "The prefect hopes to encourage merchants in the city to sponsor the dragon boat race. These funds will not only provide the necessary support for the event, but also attract more people to participate, thereby boosting the income of the people."

"Only when people's income increases will they have the ability and confidence to consume, thus driving the domestic demand cycle in the capital."

"Just think about it, if people are unwilling to spend, the business of the shops will be depressed, or even unable to survive."

"As a result, the people working in the shops will lose their jobs and face difficulties. Once such a vicious cycle is formed, it will be a fatal blow to the overall economy of the city."

"So, we need such a large-scale event to break this vicious circle. Through the dragon boat race, we can attract more tourists to watch the game, thereby stimulating consumption in restaurants, food stalls and inns."

"When restaurants, eateries, and inns have customers, the livestock that are piled up in the hands of the people and cannot be sold can be sold. Don't you think this is something to be happy about?"

Chen Yunyou's words were very straightforward. Qian Feng nodded vigorously after hearing them.

He concluded: "This way, the city's economy can form a virtuous cycle and everyone can benefit from it."

Chen Yun nodded, "That's right, and this dragon boat race is different from previous years. The prefect allows families to participate in the race, which means more people can participate in this event."

"You can imagine that when hundreds of teams compete to cross the river, the scene must be very spectacular."

Qian Fengguang imagined such a scene and felt his blood boiling. With shining eyes, he said, "When the time comes, I will definitely go and see it for myself."

Chen Yun nodded, "It's still in time. After the college entrance examination, we can go and watch the fun together."

Qian Feng thought about it and realized that it was true. After the college entrance examination, it would be the Dragon Boat Festival, when the dragon boat races were in full swing. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel excited.

As they were talking, there was a noise outside the door. Song Xile turned around and saw his second brother coming back pulling a donkey cart.

Song Xile hurried over to greet him, and while removing the threshold to allow the donkey cart to enter, he asked, "Second brother, you are back. Did the grain collection go smoothly today?"

Song An took off his hat, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and answered while pulling the donkey to the yard:

"I haven't received any food in the past two days. I've been running around all morning and have only received 200 kilograms. I was just about to come back and discuss with you whether we should go to a village farther away to have a look."

Song Xile thought for a moment and shook his head, "The world is not peaceful right now, and the roads are not safe. It would be bad if something unexpected happened."

"Let's put off buying food for now. The dragon boat race has already started, and we need to prepare the ingredients for the barbecue in the next few days."

When Song An heard his sister say this, he had no objection. He nodded and agreed.

During this period of time, he had already bought nearly 3,000 kilograms of grain, which was definitely enough for his family to eat. He also felt that there was no need to buy more, so when his younger sister mentioned it, he agreed.

Qian Feng, who was standing by, could not help but say, "Sister-in-law, why are you going through so much trouble? How much food do you want? I'll ask Chang'an to take Brother Song to my shop to buy some."

Song Xile waved his hands repeatedly, indicating that this food was enough.

There is a famine right now, and she doesn't want to put the Qian family's manager in a difficult position at this time.

Moreover, he asked his second brother to buy food just to cover up his tracks.

Yes, in fact, her real purpose was to exchange food from the system quietly.

When a large number of grain merchants pour into the city, it is time to look for opportunities to exchange grain out of the system quietly!

Qian Feng naturally had no idea what Song Xile was thinking, so when he heard her say that, he stopped mentioning the matter.