Chapter 74: Town in the City
Rows of terraced red buildings, so exquisitely crafted that one couldn't look away. They had never seen houses this beautiful before. Those who witnessed this scene were left dumbfounded. But not only that, a faint floral scent wafted through the air, and looking around, in front of each house, there was a small garden. The gardens were already planted with flowers, arranged in delicate circles, one circle red, one circle white, absolutely stunning. Several industrious bees flitted about the flowers.
At this moment, the people of Crimson City didn't know how to describe what they were seeing; it was just too beautiful. Would they all live in such an environment in the future? Compared to their old crumbling adobe houses, the current beautiful small buildings were simply worlds apart.
Moreover, between the rows of terraced buildings, there were beautiful tiled roads that were simply unimaginably beautiful. These were porcelain tiles, the same kind that foreign merchants used to come to Crimson City to buy frantically, but now they were laid out as roads. To be honest, they were a bit afraid to step on them, because it was too extravagant. If the foreign merchants found out, they would surely go crazy.
The small buildings, gardens, and streets formed a beautiful scene before their eyes, truly like an incredible painting. Even the smooth and beautiful porcelain tiles could reflect people's shadows. They used to think that the cement roads outside were the best in the world, but now looking at the porcelain roads, their porcelain roads looked even better.
Moreover, on the streets of the terraced buildings, besides the flower beds made of cement, there were small platforms built at intervals, each with a medium-sized tree planted inside. The greening was also very well done; Zhuang Yu had decorated it like a pedestrian street, a real modern pedestrian street.
The people of the tribe's eyes gleamed. If they could sit under the trees on the platforms with their families after dinner every night and chat, it would be so comfortable. The current number of houses relative to the entire Crimson City was not large, but it was equivalent to a considerable small town.
Such an exquisite and beautiful small town shocked everyone into a daze, standing there and staring, dumbfounded. When Zhuang Yu arrived, he saw such a group of dazed people. He asked with some confusion, "What are you all doing? Why aren't you going into the town?"
Zhuang Yu decided to call such a community a town, a particularly romantic small town. In the future, Crimson City would be composed of such well-planned small towns.
Even Zhuang Yu couldn't imagine how shocking this beautiful small town was to the people of Crimson City. This was because he was used to the existence of such small towns, but the people of Crimson City were seeing it for the first time, truly and vividly.
It was nothing short of a dream. Hearing Zhuang Yu's voice, the group of bewildered people finally came back to their senses. Zhuang Yu said, "The cement on the roads has dried, and the frames outside the houses have been removed. Now you can go in and take a look."
Before, the road was closed off, and except for the construction workers, no one was allowed to enter, to prevent damage to the newly built road. Previously, there were frames outside the small buildings, convenient for building walls, so even from a distance, what they saw was quite a strange scene.
Now that these things had been removed, this was the true small town that Zhuang Yu had built, revealing its true face. The people of the tribe followed Zhuang Yu in a daze, and the group of little radishes following Zhuang Yu also raised their heads curiously, looking around.
When they stepped on those beautiful porcelain tile roads, they felt something different. Smooth, comfortable, clean-it gave them a sense of sacredness. Some walked in a daze on the road, or rather, the streets of the small town, with two-story small red buildings on both sides, adorned with delicate flower beds... Like the first time rural people entered the city, although they were a bit confused, they couldn't wait to look around with their eyes wide open.
The group of little radishes were slightly less restrained, but they also reached out their little hands to touch the ground and the flower beds. Their new home was so beautiful; in the future, they could play on such streets, so happy. Zhuang Yu chuckled and said, "This will be your home in the future, so why be so restrained?" The group of people shuddered at his words.
This is their home, and some of them still can't believe it.
Then, they held their heads high, chest out. Yes, this is their home. Why should they act so timidly and make themselves look like a joke? Their eyes were burning with excitement, and the expressions on their faces couldn't hide their emotions.
This is home! Their home!
Walking on the streets of the small town, they felt like tourists?
Zhuang Yu thought for a moment, then decided to open the doors of the small buildings and let them see what their new home looked like.
Passing the small flower beds in front of the buildings, the group walked into the buildings.
Zhuang Yu pushed open the door, and the spacious interior was displayed before everyone. The first thing they saw was the porcelain tiles. But these tiles were different from the ones outside. They were larger and shinier. The tiles could reflect people's reflections completely, like... ripples, like the surface of a lake.
The people of Crimson City began to feel a bit confused, unable to distinguish between reality and illusion. Is this a house? Their house? It was way beyond their imagination.
Their previous houses had uneven and dirty floors, but now... they were as flat as the mirrors they sold, and they were too clean to step on.
As Zhuang Yu walked inside, he said, "These floors need to be wiped clean every day, otherwise they'll get dirty..."
Dirty? The group gritted their teeth; no one was allowed to dirty their home. They would wear animal skins every day and wipe them clean if they got dirty. This was a kind of persistence because it was their most important thing, so this kind of persistence could penetrate into their bones.
The group of little radishes had already started touching the ground with their bright eyes. It was cool and comfortable, and the floor could actually reflect their shadows. It was so beautiful.
Then they rolled on the floor, so comfortable. They were willing to stay at home and roll around every day.
Zhuang Yu looked at the group of rolling little radishes and couldn't help but laugh. These little guys were just like a group of small animals.
Zhuang Yu said, "This is the living room, where we usually hang out and entertain guests." Then he walked towards the small rooms inside. "This is the bedroom, where we sleep."
The group of people listened in a daze, still so clear?
Their previous houses were just one room.
But it felt really good; it didn't look messy at all, unlike before, where everything was piled together, messy.
Now, the house was clean, beautiful, and orderly. No one could resist its charm.
One little radish pointed to the ladder with adjustable angle next to it and asked, "What's this, Xiao Yu?"
Zhuang Yu replied, "The houses are all two-story small buildings, and the rooms upstairs are the same, but the floors are wooden and more interesting. They can be specially designed for children to live in, but adults can also live there. However, be careful not to exert too much force on the wooden floors to avoid breaking them."
Two-story small buildings?
The group of people listened in a daze. Their houses were all one-story, and they didn't have any concept of two-story small buildings.
When the children heard that the upstairs was specially for them, their eyes sparkled, and their eyebrows curved into crescent moons.
Then they began to climb up the stairs, touching everything and finding everything novel.
When the group of children climbed to the second floor, they were so happy that they rolled on the floor.
"It's a wooden floor, so comfortable."
"I want to roll all day, non-stop."
Especially the French windows, with a broad view, completely devoid of the feeling of being in a cramped space.
Looking out through the glass, they could see the beautiful streets of the small town, and through the glass, they seemed to smell the fragrance of the flowers in the flower beds below.
Even adults love it tightly, let alone children. It's really beautiful.
Zhuang Yu pointed to the raised kang bed, "This is the bed, also our nest. We burn the kang at night, so it's not cold at all." The kang beds were made quite large, sleeping two or three people was completely fine.
Zhuang Yu was ready to teach them how to burn the kang, but the group of people couldn't wait. Under Zhuang Yu's guidance, they lit the fire in broad daylight, using coal slag and wood scraps. Soon, the warmth spread to the bed, and there was no smoke at all, all of it went out through the chimney. Feeling the warmth of the kang, everyone could imagine how cozy it would be at night. Thinking about the cold at night, they looked at the kang, their eyes gleaming.
Such an ordinary house in Zhuang Yu's eyes, but the people of Crimson City, whether adults or children, were reluctant to leave. Without comparison, there was no good or bad. Thinking about the houses they used to live in, their eyes couldn't help but turn red. This is the real life; their lives will get better and better.
Finally stepping out of the house, Zhuang Yu said, "Apart from the inside of the house, you also need to maintain the cleanliness of the flower beds and streets outside the house yourselves." Zhuang Yu didn't want the newly built small town to be ruined due to sanitation issues. Letting them maintain the flower beds and streets in front of their own houses wouldn't be too much work, and because it was in front of their own houses, they would take better care of it.
The group of people nodded repeatedly. They didn't like this dreamy and clean environment; such a beautiful place would definitely be maintained the same way after they moved in, spotless.
On both sides of the street, there were mushroom-shaped wooden barrels placed at intervals. Some little radishes were playing around the barrels, "Brother Yu, big brother Yu, what is this for?"
Zhuang Yu took a look, "This is a trash can. If you have garbage on you, you can throw it in here, don't throw it on the street. Remember to empty the trash can in front of your house every day." In the current world, there were no plastic products, everything was natural and biodegradable. Just bury the garbage in the ground, and perhaps after countless years, it would turn into oil or coal.
The group of people looked at the trash cans; Xiao Yu had thought of everything. Living in the small town, there would inevitably be some garbage, and with this trash can, it would be much more convenient, and it wouldn't affect the beauty of the small town at all.
After introducing everything, Zhuang Yu went busy, letting the tribal people familiarize themselves with the small town. Currently, the small buildings couldn't be inhabited because they were just finished, and the rooms were too empty, lacking some furniture. However, with the sun so strong, the smell in the house would soon be gone, and in a few days, the original inhabitants who had moved out would be able to return and move in.
Because of the unified planning, there were more houses than the original number of households, and the extra houses could be used to entertain the upcoming envoys from White City. It is believed that living in this small town, they would have a different feeling.
In fact, the small town was not completely finished yet, such as the water supply system and drainage system. This was what Zhuang Yu was busy with now. Of course, he had already delineated new areas and was ready to continue building such small towns following the same pattern.
The name of the small town could be named after the name of the Tribe; anyway, each Tribe basically lived in one area, which was just right. Zhuang Yu went to work on his water supply system and drainage system. When these two projects in the small town were completed, it would be time for the tribal people to officially move in.
While Zhuang Yu was busy, at the edge of Crimson, a group of people, though concealed, were carrying a large amount of goods and officially entering Crimson. At the forefront was Young Lord Yu, from White City.