Looking at the scene of everyone scrambling to enclose the land in the yamen, Song Qingyuan and Erlang also guessed the reason.

It must be these rich households, the landlords saw the benefits of land reclamation, and also wanted to learn from their Song family, and hired disaster victims to enclose land and open up wasteland.

"In this way, at least they can help our family comfort some of the victims, and the burden on our family will be lighter." Song Qingyuan said softly.

Erlang pouted, "Do you think those profiteers can be as benevolent as our family?" ”

"Huh!"

"There are a few like this in the entire Great Qi!"

Song Qingyuan pursed his lips and smiled, this is to put gold on his face.

He shook his head again, "It's impossible to get these merchants to hire workers at normal prices!" ”

"There are a lot of coolies in Bluestone Town, if they were willing to reclaim wasteland at that time, they could have hired coolies to open it."

"At that time, I didn't hire it, but now I have all come to enclose land and open up wasteland, and it is obviously cheap manpower that I like."

"I just don't know what price they're going to offer?" Song Qingyuan thought about it.

"It's not easy to know." Jiro snapped his fingers, "Let's go, go out of the city and have a look." ”

For a moment, outside the county seat.

Sure enough, several groups of men dressed as family members gathered, and at this time they were each picking the victims.

"If you are strong and strong, don't come if you don't have the strength, we won't accept it!" A man shouted in a thick voice.

The other side hurriedly shouted, "Master Zhao's family collects coolies, manages three meals, and earns two pennies, if you are willing, come here to sign up!" ”

"Zhang Dashan's family recruits wasteland workers, not including food and drink, five yuan a day, and those who want to do it come to us!"

"Wang family, Chen family......" all kinds of recruitment voices filled Song Qingyuan's ears.

Song Qingyuan took a closer look, and there was really a bit of the atmosphere of the recruitment market now.

It's just that this price is really low, and the normal labor price of the wharf coolie is ten cents a day.

The most expensive day here, but for Wuwen, plus the rise in grain prices, I am afraid that I can't buy a pound of cornmeal.

"Leave it alone!" Erlang dragged Song Qingyuan.

"Buying and selling are voluntary, and whether they work or not is their own business, and these rich businessmen do not force them to do it."

"What's more, it's better to have food if you do some work than for them to lie here and wait for death."

Song Qingyuan nodded, "That's the same reason." ”

You can't just press the heads of those rich businessmen and let those rich businessmen raise the price of their labor!

If there is no profit in this, why should those landlords and rich people hire people to open up wasteland?

"Let's go, go back." Song Qingyuan patted Erlang.

Turning around and taking two steps, suddenly there was a sound of horses' hooves behind him, and he looked back and fixedly.

A pair of burly men riding tall horses, wearing strong suits, holding straddle knives at their waists, and burly figures, are rushing towards this side.

The two of them, Song Qingyuan, are very familiar, they are Xiao Jingduo and Xiao Thirteen.

How did they get here?

Song Qingyuan and Erlang glanced at each other and stayed in place.

After everyone dismounted, the two of them greeted each other together, and shouted enthusiastically, "Lord Xiao, Thirteenth Master!" ”

Xiao Jingduo was stunned, Xiao Shisan smiled, "It's a coincidence, I can meet you outside this city gate, what are you doing here?" ”

"Let's take a look at the victims." Song Qingyuan replied softly.

Turning his head to look at Xiao Jingduo, "My lord, are you here on business?" ”

"Hmm!" Xiao Jingduo nodded imperceptibly, "Your Song family has done a good job!" ”

After speaking, he raised his feet and walked towards the victims not far away, and Xiao Shisan and the others immediately followed.

Song Qingyuan and the others stood in place, thought about it, didn't know whether to keep up, and fell into a dilemma.

If you keep up, you are afraid of disturbing the office of Jinyiwei, if you don't follow, you don't say hello and turn around and leave, which is not like a thing.

"Yuan'er ......" Erlang patted Song Qingyuan, "Let's go, let's go over and have a look." ”

"In broad daylight, even if it is official business, it will not be unsightly."

Song Qingyuan nodded, laughed and praised, "What the second brother said makes sense, I can't imagine that the second brother knows so much now!" ”

"Cut!" Jiro pursed his lips disdainfully, and the two of them raised their heels.

Under the big tree.

An elderly man in his fifties rests against a tree trunk with his little grandson in his arms.

Xiao Jingduo gave his subordinates a look and motioned for his subordinates to come forward and ask.

The subordinates understood, and bent down slightly, "Old man, where are you coming from?" ”

The old man opened his eyes and looked at a few people, and from the way he was dressed and the momentum on his body, he understood that this was not an ordinary person!

So he hurriedly got up, bent down and said, "Back to your nobles, let's fight to the south, it's from Willow Village." ”

"There was water over there, the crops were flooded, the houses were blistered, and there was no way to live, so I didn't beg all the way to Yulin County."

"The sons and eldest grandsons of the family have all gone to the rich family's house to open up the wasteland to earn rations."

"It's just that our grandparents and grandchildren can't lift their hands or carry them on their shoulders, and they're here to see things." After the old man finished babbling.

Jin Yiwei continued to ask, "Old man, which willow village, which prefecture, which county are you talking about?" ”

"Zhaozhou Mansion, Wen County!"

"Zhaozhou Mansion, Wen County." Xiao Jingduo's eyes deepened, he had heard of this place, and it was a relatively seriously affected area.

"The imperial court has come up with a policy to help the people, hasn't the government over there opened a warehouse to release grain?" Xiao Jingduo frowned.

"Alas!" The old man sighed slightly.

"Let it go! Let's go! But there wasn't enough food to survive. The old man shook his head.

"The grain distributed by the government is mixed with a lot of sediment and bran bran, and people can't eat enough, not to mention, there is still a possibility of ...... Eat people out of the way! ”

"We really have no choice but to run out, if there is a way to live, who wants to leave their hometown and run this way!"

The old man sighed, and his eyes were desolate.

After asking here, Xiao Jingduo and the others walked a few places in a row, and found several victims to inquire about the situation separately, and the results were all the same.

Either there is not enough food for disaster relief, or there is something mixed in the food.

In short, it was the local people who couldn't survive, so they all came to the north to earn a living.

Among them, many of the victims did not forget to sing praises for the Song family and praised the benevolence and righteousness of the Song family.

Of these wealthy businessmen and landlords who came to recruit workers, only the Song family built villages for the villagers and built thatched huts to shelter from the wind and rain.

The treatment is extraordinarily generous, and the food supplied is not adulterated, so that the victims can be fed.

The food you get from working is also good noodles, and you can save some to survive the winter.

Moreover, the Song family also provides a way for the elderly and children to earn money to support themselves, which is not comparable to those rich businessmen who go to the market for profit.

Hearing these words, Xiao Shisan couldn't help but give Song Qingyuan a thumbs up.

"Little fat girl, let's not talk about anything else, just help the victims."

"Your Song family...... Yes! ”

In life, who does not have a passionate heart, even the ruthless Jinyiwei, will also feel sincere admiration for the benevolent and righteous people!

Listening to Xiao Shisan's praise, Song Qingyuan smiled slightly, not arrogant or impatient.