Chapter 540：

"Okay." Yue Qinlan responded elegantly.

"How's the inner city market going?" Mu Liang asked casually.

"A group of new staff have been recruited and they are being trained."

Yue Qinlan flipped through the notebook she carried, and said gracefully: "The market will be open to the public in two days, and prices have already matched the big market."

The prices of the inner city bazaar must be lowered, otherwise, how could the city dwellers come here to consume it?

"Well, is it published in the newspaper today that the market shops are allowed to rent out?" Mu Liangqing asked loudly.

The shops in the inner city fairs have been opened to city residents for lease.

Citizens can rent stores in the market and sell their own food, clothes, etc., but they are only allowed to trade with each other with basalt coins.

Moreover, the price of the goods sold by the city residents needs to be approved by the inner city bureau.

It is not allowed to set high or low prices privately, this is to avoid causing market chaos.

Of course, all of this is temporary. It will take a period of development before some restrictions will be gradually released.

"Don't worry, ¨ 々 has been published." Yue Qinlan opened the notepad in her hand and confirmed that this matter had been ordered to the newspaper.

Muliang's black eyes flickered slightly, and he smiled and praised: "Fortunately you have come to help me."

Yue Qinlan smiled like a flower, Shi Shiran got up and sat beside Mu Liang, his slender legs folded together.

She asked in an elegant voice: "Is there anything else?"

"Yes." Mu Liang leaned forward and reached out to embrace the thin waist of the elegant woman's grip, and carried it into her arms.

"What are you going to do..." Yueqin's blue eyes flickered slightly, and a trace of panic flashed under her eyes.

Her pretty face quickly climbed into a blush, her breathing slowed down subconsciously, but her heartbeat started to speed up.

"What do you mean?" Mu Liang narrowed his eyes and his breathing slowed down.

However, things that disrupt the atmosphere can happen at any time, such as now.

KOKOKO...

The study door was knocked.

"Master Muliang, the workshop sent a sample of pencils over here." Wei Youlan's voice passed into the study.

"..." Mu Liang's face went black for three seconds.

He and Yue Qinlan looked at each other, sighed helplessly, and let go of their hands regretfully.

Yue Qinlan quickly stood up, and quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

She regained her grace and calmness, and said with a smile, "Then I will go to the bureau first."

"Go ahead." Mu Liang waved his hand with a wry smile.

Step on Step...

Yue Qinlan turned around in a graceful gait, opened the study door to let Wei Youlan in, and then left the study.

"Master Mu Liang." Wei Youlan blinked and placed a small wooden box in front of Mu Liang.

Muliang opened the wooden box, which contained charcoal refills and finished pencils.

He twisted a charcoal refill, and found that the whole one had the same thickness, and there was no unevenness in size.

"The charcoal refill is not bad." Mu Liang put down the charcoal refill with satisfaction, and then picked up the finished pencil.

He pulled a piece of paper and wrote a line of characters on the paper with a pencil. The pen is smooth, but the hand feels very poor.

Muliang's writing motion, his fingers began to force, and found that the paper roll on the pencil was very loose, not tight, and it was easy to rub it apart.

He picked up the other pencils in the wooden box and found that they were all in the same situation.

Muliang threw the unqualified pencil back into the wooden box and raised his eyes: "Xiao Lan, you go to the workshop and tell the person in charge there that the pencil paper should be tighter."

"Yes." Wei Youlan answered cleverly.

She picked up the wooden box and turned around to leave.

Muliang thought for a while, changed his mind and said, "You stare at it, and you will show it to me when the pencil is well changed."

"Yes." Wei Youlan responded again.

She knew that Mu Liang was dissatisfied with the pencil's finished product and asked her to supervise the work. If it is not done well, the person in charge of the workshop may be replaced.

".｀The head is big." Mu Liang leaned back, reaching out and rubbing the center of his eyebrows.

He is not worried because of the pencil, but because of lack of people and his head is big.

Xuanwu City is now ten times bigger, not only the inner city lacks people, but the outer city is even more lacking.

The bigger the land, the more people naturally need to manage it.

People have always been one of the productive forces, especially in this world, where there is no automated equipment, manpower is an important resource for urban development.

Before arriving at Yutu City, the rock tortoise will pass through two small cities. Do you want to stay and recruit some new city residents?

After the 　　 rock tortoise evolved to level ten, it moved forward more than twice as fast.

Originally it took more than ten days to reach Yutu City in two or three days.

If you stop in two small cities halfway, it will take at least four days.

"Or... move the whole town up?" Mu Liang's black eyes flashed.

With his current strength, he can completely lift an entire small city, including the earthen buildings, to the Xuanwu City.

"Let's make plans when you arrive in the small town." Mu Liang leaned back and decided to take a nap.

More than an hour passed.

The little maid came back with a newly improved pencil.

"Sir Muliang?" Wei Youlan whispered.

"I'm back." Mu Liang slowly opened his eyes, and his black eyes flashed across the valley.

Wei Youlan put the pencil in her hand in front of Mu Liang, and said weakly, "Master Mu Liang, this is a new pencil."

Muliang picked up the pencil and clearly noticed that the weight had changed. This was because of the extra roll of paper.

He tried hard with two fingers, and this time he felt much tighter, which met his requirements.

"Yes, let them produce pencils in this way." Mu Liang nodded in satisfaction.

"Good." Wei Youlan replied respectfully.

Muliang put the pencil in his hand in the pen holder, and said calmly: "Tell them that the first batch of pencils will be sent to school after they are made, and they will be used by the children for free."

"Okay." Wei Youlan felt happy for the school children in her heart.

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Ps: [2 more]: Ask for customization. .

Mime private 599

Huhu~~

The strong wind blew into the street from the dilapidated city wall, and the sand was rolling, making people unable to open their eyes.

Yutai City is a small city with a population of only about 5,000, located on a flat Gobi.

His city lord is a strong man at the sixth-order pinnacle. At this time, he is full of sadness, walking back and forth in the main hall of the city lord mansion.

Step on Step...

The sound of hurried footsteps moved from far to near, and the guard ran into the main hall of the city lord's mansion with a pale face.

"City...Sir. City Lord." The body of the guard shook and barely stood firm.

Qi Ma asked anxiously: "How is it, is there water?"

"My Lord Santos, no." The guard said in despair, eyesight.

"not yet?"

Qi Ma staggered, his mouth and lips trembled, "There is no water yet, what should I do?"

Yutai City originally had a spring, and water would gush out every day, but the amount of water was barely enough for the five thousand people in the city to drink.

The spring eye was originally shared by the citizens.

But three years ago, Qi Ma came to Yutai City, relying on his strength, he directly occupied Quanyan as his own, and forced the former city lord to death, replacing him.

From then on, the city dwellers wanted to use water, so they could only exchange the fierce beast spar, green plants, and fierce beast materials in the city lord’s mansion.

However, five days ago, the spring suddenly stopped pouring water out. 680 until now, there was no water in Yutai City.

The people of the city are miserable, and those who are weak are already on the verge of death.

"Sir, what should I do now?" the guard asked in a daze.

"Let me think about it..." Qi Ma's face was gloomy, and his thoughts were confused and he didn't know what to do.

He raised his eyes and asked hoarsely: "Is there no water in the city now?"

"No, there is no more water in the city lord's mansion." The chief guard shook his head with a bitter expression.

"The City Lord's Mansion is already running out of water?" Qi Ma asked in astonishment.

"It ran out yesterday." The guard replied desperately.

Qi Shan's face changed, and then he gritted his teeth and whispered: "There is no water, then I can't stay here anymore."

The guard asked in confusion: "Sir, Santo, what do you mean?"

"Leaving here, everyone who can walk will leave Yutai City with me." Qi Shan said with a serious face hoarsely.

"Get out of here?" The guard said in amazement.

He was unwilling to say: "My Lord City Lord, we have finally settled down in Yutai City, and now we are leaving again!!"

The guards are loyal subordinates who have been with Qi Shan for several years. They used to be thieves, but now they want to settle down and stop the life of stealing everywhere.

"If you don't leave again, I'm afraid I won't be able to leave." Qi Ma said coldly.

There is no more water in the city, and the small towns and tribes closest to Yutai City also need to walk for two days.

If he doesn't leave now, if he drags on, even he will die of thirst.

"Then where are we going?" The guard's eyes flashed in dismay.

After all, he still wants to live a stable life. He is used to the days when there is water and people are waiting for him. It is much more comfortable than when he was a thief.

Qi Yan's eyes flickered slightly, and he whispered: "Go control Tucheng, there is a big city for thieves."

"Utu City, we have to walk about ten days to get there, it's too far."

The guard's face changed, and he said anxiously: "We will die of thirst on the road before we get there."

Qi Shan said in a deep voice: "No, we can go to Nanfeng City first, where we can trade water, replenish the consumption, and then continue to Yutu City."

The guard calculated it in his heart, and said in a daze, "Sir, even if you go to Nanfeng City, it will take two days to walk."

Qi Ma waved his hand and whispered in a low voice: "It's only two days. It's okay to stick to it."

"But..." The guard opened his mouth, still feeling too risky.

"Don't waste any more time, you can arrange it. Those who are willing to follow me will gather at the gate of the city." Qi Shan said weakly in a deep voice.

"Do you include those city residents?" the guard asked with a sigh.

He didn't want to leave Yutai City, but the spring no longer gushed out, and if he didn't leave, he would have to wait for death.

Yutai City does not have any characteristics, and few merchants come here, so there is no way to get water from other places.

"Well, call them to help carry the things in the treasure house." Qi Shan said coldly.

The guard persuaded, "My Lord, there are too many things in the treasury. If you want to take all of them, those city residents will not be able to insist on Nanfeng City."

If there is no dripping in a few days, I still have to carry heavy objects on the road, which is undoubtedly worse and mortal.

"So what?" Qi Shan said indifferently.