Stepping out of the Jiao Province Chamber of Commerce, the setting sun had already dipped below the horizon, and dusk arrived in the blink of an eye.
A day had passed in such a rush. When a person is doing something they enjoy, time feels as though it flies, but when doing something they loathe, time is stretched out infinitely.
Lan Tian had been busy all day, yet felt he had accomplished little. He and Gao Yuan retrieved their horses and headed north, treading through the afterglow. Lu Lingqi should be preparing dinner, and little Qing'er was waiting for him to return so he could hold her.
"Sir, aren't you planning to settle the retired Xianzhen Soldier? The Jiao Province Chamber of Commerce could accommodate some; you might want to consider it." Gao Yuan offered his suggestion. Song Chen was, after all, a Colonel who had come from the Trap-Breaking Army; he should treat these retired soldiers well.
Lan Tian nodded slightly. "I will settle some at the Jiao Province Chamber of Commerce, but most will still need to go to the various government offices. I have already discussed this with Jiang Gongyan, but it depends on personal preference. We could also issue more wealth, allowing them to choose another way to spend the rest of their lives, much like Yan's Hot Pot. That would actually be quite nice."
"It seems I must learn a trade from you, Sir. When you no longer need me as a guard in the future, I can also open an Eatery to make a living," Gao Yuan said with a simple, honest laugh.
Lan Tian shook his head gently. "Don't let your imagination run wild. Those eighteen men Boping brought out of Xiapi—I have long regarded you all as family to my wife, and