Chapter 210

Instead of going directly to the county government, man Bao took the flower basket to the street where they often sold flower baskets, but it was strange that the children who used to play here were gone.

Zhou LIULANG looked around and asked a kind and familiar looking vendor.

The stall owner also has an impression of Zhou LIULANG. It is really that these children are young and do many unique businesses different from them. There are so many people in their street that it is difficult to remember them.

Knowing that they were looking for children, he smiled and said, "who dares to let children run out now? Don't you see that even those who sell sugar gourd don't go out?"

After looking at the flower baskets in their hands, he said, "it's not easy to sell snacks now, let alone what you shouldn't eat or use. I think it's more difficult to sell. I might as well save time to go back and weed the fields. "

Zhou LIULANG doesn't believe in evil. You should know that their flower baskets are not only good-looking, but also contain delicious sugar, which has always been the reason why their flower baskets are more popular.

Even if it can't be sold out, can three or four always be sold out?

At least earn the money for lunch.

So the four didn't leave, so they walked down the street with flower baskets. When they saw the children, they shouted and sold. Man Bao specially ran past people with flower baskets in front of them, but although the children were watching, the adults didn't pay for it.

When they walked down the street to the county government, they had not sold a flower basket.

The four people looked at each other and said, "maybe they can't sell. I just saw that the business of buying snacks on the street is very poor."

The big head said, "it must be because of the rainstorm. They have no money at home."

Zhou LIULANG looked at the flower basket in his hand and asked, "what should we do? We made a lot of flower baskets."

The key is that the bamboo basket can be taken back, but the flowers can't stay overnight.

And really, the most important thing in their family is bamboo weaving. It's too hard for him to take these small bamboo baskets home.

Zhou LIULANG broke down his shoulders. It seems that he can't do the flower basket business this year.

Man Bao sighed and said, "since you can't sell it, take it as a gift."

"To whom?"

"Later, we'll find those sisters who always buy a lot of sugar with us and give them all."

Daya didn't mind. Zhou LIULANG thought for a while. He thought it would take a place to deposit it. In that case, give it away.

So the four skillfully went to the back of the county government and knocked at the door.

The guard smiled when he saw them. "It's clearing up. I guess you're coming soon. Today you did come. Wait. I'll send a message."

Fu Wenyun quickly came with her skirt. She pulled man Bao into the yard and said, "is your family okay? I asked Qiu Yue to find your brothers in the street. As a result, the stall owner said, your family hasn't come these days."

"My family is fine, but it's raining. The mountain road is difficult to walk," man Bao said. "There is mud in one section. A lot of water rushed down from the mountain and blocked the road directly. It took people in our village and Wuli Village two days to clear the road."

Fu Wenyun said, "isn't that very dangerous?"

Man Bao nodded repeatedly and told her about the collapse of someone else's house in their village. Although Fu Wenyun had heard a lot of such things from her father, she always felt very far away from herself. Now, man Bao said that her neighbor could kick the house down with one kick. Only then did she feel that this kind of thing was very close to herself.

Man Bao told her a lot about the village, and Fu Wenyun told her about the village and some rumors that only officials would know.

During this time, shiye and Xian Cheng and Xian Wei often had dinner at their house. Fu Wenyun was heard a lot, even if he didn't want to hear it.

Their mother doesn't allow them to gossip, and the eldest sister is not interested in this kind of thing. Fu Wenyun just wants to talk to people, but she can't find anyone. When she sees man Bao, she naturally has endless words.

Zhou LIULANG and others were also rarely invited into the yard. The boy quickly moved out some stools and wooden piers from the small house next to them.

Then he closed the door and squatted curiously to listen to gossip.

"Listen to my father, the Jiedu envoy and the governor of Yizhou have all been reprimanded by the angels from the capital. Even the king of Yizhou has been impeached. Now he is in disaster relief, so the sage didn't ask for guilt. I'm afraid the whole officials of Jiannan road will be asked for guilt once this is over." Fu Wenyun was a little worried, "I don't know if my father has anything to do."

Man Bao said, "we didn't break the dike in Luojiang county. It rained and your father couldn't help it, so it should be all right?"

Fu Wenyun bit her ear. "Listen to my father, if you have nothing to do, you have to see what happens later. If the resettlement of refugees is unfavorable, or there are people in exile under the rule, and the population loss is serious, we can't escape even if Luojiang doesn't burst the dike."

Man Bao's heart moved, and he attached it to her ear and whispered, "I have a way. As long as people don't starve to death, they are basically not willing to run away from home. Now this rain, the grain harvest must have been reduced, but people didn't die and the land bubble was not very serious. The county government should have survived by giving some relief food."

"That's what the county magistrate said, but my father said it was difficult, because there would only be more and more refugees pouring in. The county government had to leave some relief food for them, otherwise they would be in chaos."

"What about the autumn tax? We don't even have food. How can we pay the tax in autumn? At that time, everyone will be more sad. A bad one will really mess up. "

Fu Wenyun thought about it. She really didn't think about it.

Man Bao asked her, "what books are you reading recently? Because of the rain, our husband recently let us read a lot of history books and told us about Qianwei weir."

"Qianwei weir?" Fu Wenyun thinks the name is familiar.

Man Bao nodded. "It's the Jindi that happened in Yizhou. Mr. said that the Jindi is only a part of Qianwei weir."

No wonder she heard it when her father talked to people.

Fu Wenyun said, "I've finished reading the book of songs. I wanted to have a look at the university you said, but my mother said it was the book my brother should read. Let me focus on my piano skills taught by my husband."

Man Bao said, "can you play the piano?"

Fu Wenyun nodded, but his face was a little bitter. "Now I have to practice the piano for two hours every day. I only have a little time to read in the morning and evening."

Man Bao sympathized with her and expressed envy because she couldn't play the piano. She felt that people who could play the piano were very powerful.

They talked about the refugees outside. Man Bao gave her the six flower baskets he had brought and made, "you can put them in the study and hang them by the window. If there are beautiful flowers, change them. I think the flower basket is very beautiful."

Fu Wenyun also felt good-looking and accepted her kindness.

Man Bao thought it was almost time, so he asked, "do you still buy sugar?"