PFC Chapter 119: Finding a Place to Settle Down or Hometown
Chapter 119: Finding a Place to Settle Down or Hometown
"What are you looking at? This chicken is still alive and cannot be eaten. It's worth two dollars! We have to take it to the city to sell it tomorrow." The aunt looked at the boys' eyes and pointed out the truth directly.
When they heard that the pheasants were going to be sold, Erhuan and several of his cousins suddenly felt their shoulders drop, as if all their strength had been drained away.
"Okay, you've been busy for most of the day, let's eat! There's meat in the pot for you," said Wang Maimiao.
When they heard that there was meat to eat, everyone became excited again and ran to the pot which had been turned off.
In this way, each person had a delicious meal with two steamed buns made of bran and cornmeal and a bowl of meat soup stewed with radish, green vegetables.
"It's delicious. It would be great if we could have meals like this every day in the future." Several little kids leaned on the quilt with happy faces.
Hearing that the kids wanted to eat meat every day, the adults all laughed and shook their heads.
You have to know that these days, ordinary people were already very happy to eat steamed buns made of pure corn flour, and eating meat every day was a good thing that ordinary small landlords could not even dream of.
Hou Xiaoge, who was lying on the mattress counting stars, also laughed dumbly when he heard this, "Eating meat every day, waiting to have your tail cut off in a few years!"
Don’t think that it is normal for the Nanjiagou refugee team to eat meat several times during this period. These are all false because Nanjiagou has a lucky man named Hou Xiaoge.
Look at the refugees coming here. Many of them can't even eat tree bark. How can they eat meat? White meat!
When Hou Xiaoge was fleeing, he heard from some refugees that many of them had never eaten real pork in their entire lives. This was hard for him to believe, but it was the fact.
In fact, let alone this era, even in later generations, most families do not have the conditions to eat meat every day. How much would that cost in a month!
Counting the stars, Hou Xiaoge fell into a tired sleep after a wonderful day.
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"I had a comfortable sleep. It's another energetic day! It's good to be young." Hou Xiaoge slept until dawn. The aftereffects of yesterday's mental stress completely disappeared, and he became cheerful.
"Come on, let's eat quickly. After dinner we will arrive in Chang'an today." As they were about to reach their destination, everyone spoke in a much louder tone.
Each person gets a steamed bun made of bran and cornmeal, weighing about three taels, which can be eaten with water for breakfast.
After the meal, everyone carried their luggage and headed for Chang'an.
As we got closer to Chang'an, we saw more and more shacks on the roadside. These shacks were built by fellow villagers from the Central Plains.
These fellow villagers looked at their fellow villagers walking along the way and greeted them in their hometown dialects, asking about the situation in their hometowns.
The more local accents there are, the more smiles there are on people’s faces.
Hou Xiaoge frowned slightly as he looked at the countless shacks built within a few miles. With so many refugees coming to Qin Province, it would be very difficult for them to live in the future.
When they were about two miles away from the west gate of Chang'an, the village team stopped. As for why, it was naturally because they did not want to move forward as there was no place to camp ahead.
"Oh my god! Why are there so many people here?" The villagers were a little confused when they arrived at Chang'an, the city they had been longing for.
"Let's find a place to rest first. The men will look around to see if there is a place nearby for the villagers to set up camp permanently." This is when the role of the elderly in the village comes into play.
"Okay, let's take a look around first." Hou Yangmin and the men in the village nodded.
While the women and children were resting on the roadside, Hou Xiaoge followed his uncle and a group of people to look for a place to stay.
"Uncle, I think the place we are looking for should not be too close to the city. If it is too close, the Japanese will easily bomb it with their planes.
But we can’t be too far away from the city, because it will be difficult to find a job if we are too far away from the city.” Hou Xiaoge suggested while following Hou Yangmin.
The reason why Hou Xiaoge said this is because it is easy to obtain a city hukou when living close to the city, which will be very useful in the next few decades.
Moreover, in the new century, this is the second ring road of Chang'an, and it is being demolished. I dare not imagine it, it is so fragrant.
This is also the reason why Hou Xiaoge gave up the location in Lutuoling. Living in this poor and remote mountainous area would only allow him to be a nobody for decades, which is not conducive to development.
If they live in the city, even if Hou Xiaoge doesn't care, these villagers will only suffer for a while, and then they will live a rich life.
As for the sports that can be enjoyed when living close to the city, it has nothing to do with ordinary people.
Life is already difficult for ordinary people, okay? Even if those big shots are miserable, they will just be demoted to the countryside!
Besides, when Hou Xiaoge came to this era, he had some ties to his original incarnation's family because he had inherited her body, but he didn't have any feelings for the villagers.
Being able to bring them to Qin Province was already a great favor. Hou Xiaoge was not a Bodhisattva who could help everyone. Besides, these people did not kneel down to burn incense for him.
If he wants help in the future, it will be because these people are of some use to him. Otherwise, it will be a thankless task and may easily get him into trouble.
"But it's too close to the city and there's no land to farm, and there aren't that many temporary workers for us to work for, right?" Hou Yangmin said bewilderedly.
"Uncle, think about it, are the people near our county town poor? Only by being close to the city can we make money more easily.
We have no land now and have to work like slaves for the landlords.
Recently, you have also asked the locals that apart from the land rent and various taxes, the harvest from renting one mu of land is only 70 to 80 kilograms of grain. With that little income, why do you still grow the land?" Hou Xiaoge said, showing the data.
"If we don't farm, what should we do?" Hou Yangmin, a farmer, was really at a loss.
“Okay, uncle, let’s not talk about this for now, let’s find a place to settle down first.
It's early October now, and the weather has turned cold. The winter in Qin Province is very cold, and living in a shack is freezing to death." Hou Xiaoge changed the subject.
“That’s right! Let’s find a place to settle down first.” Hou Yangmin nodded.
A few people just wandered around two or three miles near the city wall. It was easy to find a place to live, but it was really hard to find a place to accommodate more than 200 people.
"Uncle, I think that piece of earth slope is good. It's in a high position and has a large area. The most important thing is that you can dig caves and live there." Hou Xiaoge said, pointing to a barren slope not far away.
"I saw it. The place is full of stones and tiles. The slope is too steep, making it inconvenient for people to live there." Hou Yangmin frowned.
"Uncle, there are a lot of stones, just enough to mix with mud to build a wall. The slope is big, so we can just dig it out when the time comes. The dug out area can be used as a yard and the earthen ditch in front can be filled in at the same time." Hou Xiaoge said with a smile.
“This project is quite large. We are just here to escape famine. After all, this is not our hometown. We have to go back after the disaster.” Hou Yangmin said with embarrassment.
Hou Xiaoge was stunned by what his uncle said. He really hadn't thought of this.
He was from Qin Province in his previous life and had a strong sense of belonging to the province. He even forgot for a moment the feelings others had towards his hometown. Who doesn't love his hometown?