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Over the next few days, Zhou Wu led his men to travel all over Qingzhou and then planned new village settlements based on the geological features.

As for the port, he personally traversed the entire coastline of Qingzhou and finally selected an excellent location—a natural bay that could not only withstand storms but also greatly reduce the difficulty of constructing an artificial pier.

Housing, seaweed harvesting, and the dock are all under construction. Now, the most important issue remains: money.

The money and food provided by the imperial court were only the most basic disaster relief, enough for two meals of thin porridge a day, which should be enough to last for a while. However, with construction underway in Qingzhou, money is needed for materials, labor, and food. Money is being spent everywhere, and the seaweed and laver supplies haven't shown any results yet. This problem has stumped Ji Yongfeng, and he has already spent a considerable amount in just a few days.

"Old Ji, you seem to be in a bad mood these past few days. What's wrong? You were quite happy just a few days ago."

With everything running smoothly, Zhou Wu has become quite idle. Since Su Jing and Ji Yongfeng are handling the tasks below, he spends his days eating and sleeping, sleeping and eating.

"My lord, we are almost out of money and grain. Now that the people are all out working, the grain consumption is very high."

Ji Yongfeng was quite happy when the reconstruction work in Qingzhou started a few days ago, but after only a few days, he found that because everyone was doing manual labor and Zhou Wu also required that both meals a day be dry, the consumption of food was visibly decreasing, and the disaster relief funds were already almost gone.

"I see."

After hearing this, Zhou Wu remained calm and unhurried, which made Ji Yongfeng extremely anxious. He was now waiting for Zhou Wu to make a decision, but the other party seemed completely unconcerned.

"Sir, you must think of a solution."

"Old Ji, don't worry, I've already made arrangements."

Zhou Wu patted Ji Yongfeng on the shoulder, telling him not to worry too much, as he already had a plan.

"Hey~~~"

Seeing that Zhou Wu had said so, Ji Yongfeng could only sigh helplessly.

. . . . . .

As the grain in the warehouse dwindled, Zhou Wu remained unperturbed, much to Ji Yongfeng's dismay on the shore.

"Hey Lao Ji, what are you doing wandering around like this?"

“My Lord Su, the grain in the warehouse is almost empty, and the money has long been spent on materials. I reported this to Lord Zhou a few days ago, but Lord Zhou is not worried at all.”

"What did Lord Zhou say?"

He said he only had arrangements to make.

"That's settled then. The adults can make their own arrangements, so don't worry about it."

Originally, Ji Yongfeng told Su Jing that he hoped the two of them would go and talk to Zhou Wu about this matter together. However, Su Jing and Zhou Wu had the same attitude, which made Ji Yongfeng furious. He couldn't care less about anything else and went to find Zhou Wu again.

"My lord, the money in the warehouse is exhausted, and the food is almost gone. What should we do next?"

Zhou Wu knew that if he didn't explain things clearly to Ji Yongfeng soon, he probably wouldn't have any peace and quiet for the next few days.

"sit down."

Zhou Wu waved his hand, gesturing for Ji Yongfeng to sit down and talk.

"Don't worry, Lao Ji. Didn't I tell you? I'll make the arrangements myself. You and Su Jing just need to go for it. I'll take care of the logistics."

"Sir, if you have any plans, could you please tell me? I'm really unsure of what to do."

"Then I'll tell you, so you won't bother me all the time."

Zhou Wu poured Ji Yongfeng a glass of water and then began to explain his plan in detail.

"Old Ji, as you know, Qingzhou City is no longer being rebuilt; it's practically starting from scratch. So the money and grain spent are considerable. As you know, the disaster relief funds allocated by the imperial court are barely enough to ensure the disaster victims have two meals of thin porridge a day. It's simply impossible to use them for construction."

Zhou Wu's words were absolutely true, and Ji Yongfeng naturally knew this. If it weren't for Zhou Wu's repeated insistence on the reconstruction work, Ji Yongfeng wouldn't have dared to even consider it.

"So I had to find other ways to solve this gap in the reconstruction, so I sought support from my hometown."

"Your hometown, sir?"

"Yes, my hometown is Niujia Town, Qingyang County."

"This is not right. Although you mean well, as the saying goes, one should not accept a reward without merit. We cannot let you suffer a loss."

Ji Yongfeng was a man of principle. When he heard that Zhou Wu had privately brought in sponsorship, he immediately said it was inappropriate.

"Old Ji, you're quite the dreamer. Of course, it's not free. The money we're giving you is a loan to the Qingzhou government. Once the seaweed and laver are profitable, we'll take a portion as repayment."

"My lord, there must be more to it than that, right?"

Ji Yongfeng wasn't stupid. Even if kelp and seaweed could be sold for money, it would be a drop in the ocean compared to the debts incurred in rebuilding Qingzhou.

"You've gotten smarter now. The income from seaweed and laver is certainly not enough. You also want the right to use Qingzhou Wharf. Since Qingzhou Wharf was not built with funds from the imperial court, the ownership of the wharf naturally belongs to the investor. But since it was built within your Qingzhou territory, you can waive the land tax and the like, right?"

Taxes? Qingzhou is in such a terrible state now, who has time to care about these things? As the county magistrate, Ji Yongfeng should be able to handle this.

Moreover, given these conditions, Qingzhou actually benefited greatly.

"My lord, what are you trying to achieve?"

Ji Yongfeng finally asked the question that he most wanted to ask. To be honest, Zhou Wu's words would not do him any good. On the contrary, if he was not careful, he would get into trouble.

"As an official of the imperial court, how can I stand by and watch the people of my Great Dragon suffer in vain?"

"You are a man of noble character and integrity."

This sudden attack forced Zhou to arm himself, directly increasing Ji Yongfeng's loyalty by 100.

"Judging by the time, it should arrive in the next day or two. Let's just wait."

"Yes, my lord."

. . . . . .

Sure enough, the next day, Qingzhou Bay was crowded with people, all of whom were looking at the dozen or so Bull Demon King-class ships at sea.

"My goodness! These are the people from Lord Zhou's hometown? Go and inform Lord Zhou immediately."

Ji Yongfeng happened to be at the scene and saw the ship at sea immediately. It was a huge ship that he could never have imagined in his dreams.

Station.

"My lord, more than a dozen large ships have been spotted at sea. Lord Ji sent me to inform you."

"Finally here."

At this moment, the only ships that could appear on the sea off Qingzhou were the reinforcements from Niujia Town. Zhou Wu immediately got up and set off.

Because the dock was not yet completed, the Bull Demon King had already launched his small boat and begun transporting supplies and money ashore. Ji Yongfeng knew that the other side was Lord Zhou's reinforcements, so he naturally arranged for his yamen runners to assist in maintaining order.