Diao Chan had been a little annoyed recently.
Why was it annoying? Her husband was so good to Xiaochan that she felt sorry for him.
"Sigh…"
Leaning against the railing, she sighed, her beautiful eyebrows furrowed slightly, and her jade-like face was filled with worry.
"Miss, what's wrong?" The maid asked curiously.”
This was the little maid who had followed her here from Situ Manor. She thought to herself," My son-in-law is good-looking, treats you well, is smart, and is capable. He and Miss are a match made in heaven. Why are you still unhappy?"
Diao Chan wanted to say something but hesitated. She looked at the little girl and shook her ant head."Let's wait for two years."
The little maid was only thirteen years old and did not understand the troubles of the adults.
Diao Chan's problem was that she really wanted to bear a child for her husband. However, for some reason, even though they had been married for half a year and had lived a happy life together, there was still no movement from her.
"Sigh…"
If Lu Peng knew about Diao Chan's troubles, he would definitely be speechless. How old are you? Why are you in such a hurry? I can't bear to part with you.
His physiological knowledge was much more advanced than the people of this era. Of course, he knew about his wife's menstrual period.
Therefore, it was not strange that Diao Chan could not get pregnant.
The coal was very useful, and the people of Yangquan fell in love with it in an instant. It was much better than firewood!
It was winter, so Lu Peng organized his men to transport baskets of coal from the rugged mountain road.
People who had experienced war, plague, and hunger were not afraid of hardship. After seeing the benefits of coal, the energy that erupted from it shocked Lu Peng.
Therefore, this winter, Yangquan City was unprecedentedly warm.
What made Lu Peng speechless was that even though he said that it was called coal, people called it " Langjun charcoal " and " Madam Nuan ".
Why were these people so creative?
When Diao Chan heard this, she couldn't help but purse her lips and smile, feeling sweet in her heart.
After a period of time, the market in the east of the city gradually developed and improved. Other than the people of the city trading their daily necessities, there were also merchants from other places who came to sell things.
In the beginning, a few traveling merchants who happened to pass by found that Yangquan had suddenly changed greatly, so they tried to transport goods to sell. The results were surprisingly good.
How did the people of Yangquan become so rich? They were shocked.
Although he didn't have money, he had food! Food was the hardest currency in this era!
Of course, all business activities were under Lu Peng's tight control and had to be carried out in the market he designated.
He named the first market 'Peace Lane' and Jiang Yan personally managed it. Lu Peng reminded him of many things to take note of.
Although Jiang Yan's talent was limited, he was loyal and diligent, and was considered a good subordinate.
The economy was the lifeline of a country. Lu Peng, who was only a small county magistrate, had already placed himself at the height of governing the country. Of course, he would pay attention to it.
Due to the system unlocking the market, Peace Lane quickly prospered, and more and more merchants gathered.
Lu Peng directly issued a decree saying that you are welcome to do business here, but you must abide by our rules!
The rules were very strict, but the merchants did not complain because they had given them a lot.
First of all, the status of merchants in the Han Dynasty was not high, especially in times of war. Now that this place provided a safe and stable venue, this law was actually also a protection for the merchants themselves.
Secondly, there was one thing that people did not worry about. As long as it was fair, everyone had nothing to say.
With more merchants, the taxes would gradually increase. Lu Peng would have some money in his hands.
As a result, Yangquan's reputation spread, and the refugees who came to seek refuge came one after another.
Now that he had food, he did not panic. Lu Peng accepted most of the refugees who came to seek refuge.
Of course, he had to receive it in a planned manner.
First of all, he had to divide the previous "Old Yangquan people".
The temporary organization of the previous distribution of grain was outdated. The traditional township, village, and pavilion system of the Han Dynasty was not suitable, and Lu Peng did not like it. He divided the people of Yangquan into ten districts according to their residential areas. Each district had three officials, and the districts were divided into small districts. In the future, he would organize all kinds of activities and benefits according to this.
According to this system, the refugees were also accepted one by one.
Although there wasn't a major drought this year, the plague and war had caused many people to become homeless. It was no less than in previous years.
The fields had been abandoned and there was no food. Most of them would not return to their hometown and could only wander around and ask the government for help.
In this context, Yangquan was like heaven, and the number of refugees who came to seek refuge was shocking.
In just ten days after winter, they had accepted more than 50,000 people.
Lu Peng calculated that the food supply was tight again. He quickly issued a notice saying that he would no longer accept it.
There was no other way. He only had a small county and could not help the world. No matter how much the refugees begged and cried, he was helpless.
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