flstandardbreds Chapter 374 Finally got a job
Chapter 374 Finally got a job
It snowed for a whole day and night and finally stopped in the afternoon. It was extremely cold after the heavy snow. Ye Jintang estimated that the temperature was at least minus 20 degrees Celsius. When she went out, she felt her face was frozen.
After the heavy snow, Xiao Mo immediately sent people out to clear the snow on the main roads in the city.
If it is not cleaned up, people in the city may not be able to go out normally.
The people in the refugee camp were assigned to clear the snow. Everyone was very happy because after observing for a few days, they found that as long as they had work, they would have dry food to eat.
After the official in official uniform assigned tasks to the refugees, he read the notice again in front of everyone.
"If you are familiar with spinning and looms, please sign up. The prince will arrange other work for you. This work will be paid, which is better than sweeping snow on the street."
There was a murmur among the crowd, and no one understood why the King of Qin suddenly issued such a notice.
They were used to being exploited in Ningchuan City, and suddenly such a good thing fell from the sky, and for a moment no one dared to stand up.
"Don't be afraid. The prince wants to make spinning machines and looms for weaving cloth. If you have the skills, just come forward. The prince will pay you according to your skills. Don't worry."
The officer said this, but still no one in the crowd stood up.
They have heard too many words from the officials and have been fooled too many times. Now they have learned their lesson and dare not easily believe what the officials say.
No one stepped forward, so the police had to take them to the streets to sweep the snow.
More than 2000 people in the refugee camp were divided into more than teams and dispersed to the main roads in Ningchuan City to clear the snow.
Each team of officers read the notice once, and in the end only two people stood up.
One was a middle-aged man with a lame leg, which made his movements a little inconvenient. He knew some spinning techniques and could use a spinning machine.
The other one was an aunt who was blind in one eye for some unknown reason. She used to weave cloth in the capital.
Ye Jintang and Xiao Mo knew that these two were the only two people who stood up on the first day, and they felt helpless.
These refugees have been hurt so badly that they no longer trust the imperial court, let alone the King of Qin.
The two people who stood up were probably without a way to survive, with only despair in their hearts. They stood up with the determination to die.
"It seems that we still have a long way to go if we want to manage Ningchuan Prefecture well. I'm afraid the problem of people's trust cannot be solved in a short time."
Many people gathered in Xiao Mo's study, including counselors, generals, and the princess Ye Jintang.
"We just need to take it step by step. Sooner or later, the people will know that the prince is a benevolent monarch and is trustworthy." Ye Jintang still has great confidence in Xiao Mo.
“I hope that day will come sooner.”
"Your Highness, the renovation of the new palace has been basically completed. Your Highness can move in at any time."
Lord Cai stepped forward and gave the general situation of the new palace.
"You're really quick. I thought it would delay the construction because it's so cold."
"The restoration of the palace is almost all carpentry work. As long as there are people with hands and feet, no matter how cold the weather is, it doesn't matter."
"Okay, what do you think, Princess? When will we move to the new palace?"
Xiao Mo's gaze fell on Ye Jintang.
"Why not pick the nearest auspicious day?"
"Okay, Lord Cai will choose a date and we will move directly to the new palace. Then we will have to trouble the princess to hold a banquet at the palace."
"We not only need to convince the people, but also make all the officials in the city work for us."
"Yes."
It had not been long since Xiao Mo dealt with Hua Cailiang, and at least half of the officials in the city had complaints about him. He wanted to take advantage of the housewarming banquet to give them a good beating and let them know that those who obey me will prosper, and those who defy me will perish. No matter who wants to go against him, there is only one way to go, which is death.
The auspicious day calculated by Mr. Cai was six days later. Seeing that it was almost the end of the year in the twelfth month, Ye Jintang was thinking about holding a larger banquet and not making any fuss before the New Year.
The work of improving the spinning and weaving machines went quite smoothly. The middle-aged man and the aunt returned to the refugee camp that day and told everyone about what happened in the workshop.
"We were given a steamed bun with mixed vegetables and a bowl of porridge in the morning. When we finished work, we were given two dishes and steamed buns at noon. When we came back from work in the afternoon, we were given a steamed bun made of white flour each."
As he spoke, the middle-aged man took out a black handkerchief from his arms and opened it carefully, revealing a white flour bun as big as a fist inside.
All the refugees in the house were envious of the white flour steamed buns they saw. They had not seen white flour steamed buns for a long, long time.
"Didn't the police say today that there is still wages to be paid? Did they say how much they would pay?"
"They said we'll be paid five cents a month, but we'll have enough to eat and warm clothes to wear. I heard from the officers that we'll also have work uniforms, and they're all very thick cotton-padded jackets, which are very warm to wear."
The middle-aged man carefully wrapped the steamed bun again and put it in his arms.
He has been in Ningchuan City for five years. The cotton-padded jacket he wears now was made by his mother when he was exiled. After wearing it for so many years, it is no longer very warm. It would be great if he could wear a new cotton-padded jacket.
Everyone gathered around the middle-aged man and talked to him. Some even tried to trick him into sharing the steamed buns with everyone.
The middle-aged man shook his head like a rattle.
"What's the point of giving it to you guys? I'm still waiting to use this steamed bun to marry a wife. Aunt Yao has already told me that she will send me a wife soon."
Men and women live separately in the refugee camp. If a couple is married, they have to live in another large house with many beds separated by wooden boards, which is specially for couples to live in.
All of this was done after Ye Jintang announced that private individuals were not allowed to employ refugees, and he specially sorted out the refugees' places.
In the past, all refugees, regardless of gender, age or status, lived together in a chaotic manner, which led to some women being bullied.
In order to prevent this from happening, she transformed the refugee camp into its current appearance.
A group of men in the room were making a fuss when they heard Aunt Yao's voice coming from outside the door.
"Brother Ding, I've brought your wife here. See if you like her."
When Ding Mao heard Aunt Yao calling him, he went out immediately.
I saw a young and pretty girl standing next to Aunt Yao.
"This, this, this is not possible. The girl is too young. How can I marry her?"
Ding Mao waved his hands quickly. He was already over 30 years old and couldn't tease a young girl. He had just made up his mind that he would be satisfied if Aunt Yao could find him a widow as a wife.
Before Aunt Yao could speak, the little girl's eyes were already red.
"Brother Ding, please marry me. I am alone and helpless. If you don't marry me, I, I..."
The little girl covered her face with her hands and cried softly.
The helpless little girl in the refugee camp was undoubtedly a fish on the chopping board, at the mercy of others.
"Brother Ding, just marry Xiaohua."
Aunt Yao lowered her voice and continued, "Xiaohua can weave cloth. Let her go to the workshop with us tomorrow to work. This way, you and your wife can earn 10 cents a month."
Ding Mao was stunned. He didn't expect Xiaohua could weave cloth. So he didn't hesitate any more and directly stuffed the steamed bun in his arms into Xiaohua's hands.
"Here's the steamed bun for you. From today on, you are my wife."