Yan's second son dared not go in.
He is afraid of going in to buy paper, because people don’t want money, so they can fix it.
"I'll buy it later, let's go shopping first."
Yan Lao Er glanced at the woodworking shop next to him and turned in.
The three children followed.
Bianguan's style is vividly reflected in the furniture.
There are not so complicated pattern carvings, simple patterns, simple and elegant.
Mostly practical.
Most of the furniture in the store is painted with red paint, which looks very festive.
The guy was about to go up to greet him when he was stopped by the shopkeeper.
"The guest officer looks at Yan Sheng, but his surname is Yan?"
Yan Er Er: Is it so obvious? This is recognized? In the future, I won’t be able to do anything that betrays others...
No one knows about Yan's inner complaints.
"The surname is Yan."
"Haha, Brother Yan is going to choose furniture? I wonder where the new house will be located?" the shopkeeper asked with a smile.
Really, without the baptism of the yamen servants, the shopkeeper would not think too much about asking Yan Lao Er like this, but now...he feels that the shopkeeper is setting up his home address.
"It's not decided yet, just take a look." Yan Laoer said cautiously.
"Father, come and see this cabinet." Yan Yu stood in front of a low cabinet.
The shopkeeper took advantage of the situation to introduce: "This is the kang cabinet, Brother Yan, haven't you seen it before?"
Yan Er Er: You haven’t seen it, I’ve seen it a lot!
"We burn kangs in Guanzhou, and bedding and bedding are placed in such low cabinets, which are also called kang beds or kang cabinets."
Since you mentioned it, Yan Laoer asked along the way.
"Does the shopkeeper know who knows how to make this kang?"
The shopkeeper smiled and said: "I really know a few of them. You can't tell if the work is good or bad. You'll know it after it's been burned for a winter. I'll tell Brother Yan some names, and Brother Yan can inquire casually. The work is beautiful. "
The shopkeeper said a few names, and where they lived.
Yan Lao Er thanked the shopkeeper and was about to leave.
The shopkeeper grabbed him and stuffed two bank notes with a smile.
Reported the names of several shops in a series.
"In the future, there will be Laoyan and Liang's family books." He also specially sent them out the door to show Yan's second son, starting from the two houses at the beginning of the city, to the shops that can be seen on both sides of the street, all of them are among them.
Yan's second son didn't expect these people to be so able to work together, and they still acted collectively.
Go forward later, if he doesn’t go in, people will invite him.
Three times like this, the others were still in place, but they took over the shops on the street of Huju City.
The yamen servants are conservative in their speech. There are no ignorant businessmen. They are all sensible and sophisticated. They are afraid that the money will not be easy to carry. All they stuff are bank notes, two every time, and the denomination is five taels. Report your name.
Yan’s second son still memorized it by heart at first, but later found that he didn’t use it at all, and no family was left behind.
Several people returned to the previous bookstore.
The shopkeeper of the bookstore smiled kindly.
Listening to their question papers, they picked out a few items and quoted their prices, and the introductions were all commonly used by government clerks.
Yan Laoer bought two knives of paper, and he was relieved that the shopkeeper settled the bill as usual, and didn't mention any free discounts for him.
I don't know if it was an illusion, but they walked back and felt that there were fewer people on the street.
…
Yan Laoer and the others went out of the city, but the yamen servants did not move forward.
He just took the filial piety silver, and stepped forward to figure out what was going on.
At this time, we have to stay far away.
Yan Huaiwen and Liang Manshan took the bank notes, a family of twenty taels.
This number is just right, it doesn't seem too flattering, and it can be given.
Calculated, there are dozens of shops in the city, big and small, and how they distribute them has nothing to do with Yan and Liang.
Liang Manshan heard from the side, and said: "This shop in Huju City is quite interesting. Xiaojing silver is filial silver, but the price is not willing to give up."
"This is better." Yan Huaiwen stopped writing.
After working day after day, the booklet was finally completed.
…
Master Tian sent someone to follow them to measure the acres and plan the land.
When distributing rations and seeds, the elder promised them that as long as they open up wasteland for three years and pay taxes for three years, they will be granted land deeds.
With the title deed, the land really belongs to them.
Everyone is excited.
I feel that I have endless energy in my body, and I walk like flying.
When they actually arrived at the place, this group of people hesitated.
"Such a good place...is it given to us?" Uncle An asked in disbelief.
This question expresses the aspirations of countless people.
Here, it’s as good as what Yan Er said, no, it’s better than what he said.
A group of people looked at the mountains, water, and land in a daze.
I'm anxious for Yan's second son, these worthless people.
He hurriedly greeted: "Hurry up, help measure the land!"
Land measurement is also a big project.
Several yamen servants are used to doing it, and the speed is not slow. What they have to do is to pick up more stones and wooden stakes to mark around the measured land.
A group of people followed the yamen servant who measured the land.
Yan's second child ran around with a few children.
They were looking for the right homestead.
"Er Bo Yan, how is it here?" Where Liang Fengnian stood, there was a big rock.
Yan Yu checked with his eyes, not to mention, including all the places, the location of this big rock can be regarded as the center.
Yan Er Er stomped his feet, then lowered his head to search for a while.
The ground is quite strong.
"Okay, here it is, with this stone, it's easy to recognize."
Liang Fengnian laughed happily.
Centering on the big rock, Yan's second child began to mutter.
"There must be a big grain farm here, which will be used for drying grain in the future...
The homesteads of each family can’t be picked and searched, and people will be added in the future...
It would be handy to have a mill in the middle of this...
Uh, you have to stay on the way to take the ox cart, so you have to be able to parallel two carts, otherwise you won’t be able to turn around..."
Yan Lao Er is full of air. He is not stingy at all in his painting, and the whole character stands out—big.
When Village Chief Luo came over, he almost turned his mouth out of anger.
"As you draw, can this land be divided?"
Yan’s second son also plausibly said: "Village chief, do you think that each family will have to import more people in the future? If you add chickens and pigs and so on, the front yard and the backyard count the house, it will have to be so big."
Village Chief Luo picked up a branch, pursed his lips and said with a straight face, "You look after it."
The branch in his hand marked a place, and Yan Yu cleverly put a stone on it.
Received the approval of the village head and grandpa.
Village Chief Luo quickly circled a piece of land.
"It's only this big, take it as I am." He said, looking at the big rock, and asked Yan Laoer: "Is this rock in our village?"
Yan Lao Er hurriedly nodded.
Village Chief Luo looked around and said, "You can't live together. If you live too close together, you may cause conflicts. If you live far away, you can't paint like you. So what, it's not good to live next to each other."
He drew a circle on the ground with a branch to represent a big rock.
Then draw many small horizontal lines around.
"It's probably like this, all around this big rock.
It is right to leave space around the big rock, and the few roads in the middle are the road..."