Farming and Raising Cubs (II)

Chapter 209: Miscalculation

"It has indeed been passed down, but for some reason, why no one came?" The servants of the Su Mansion also felt strange and really couldn't figure it out.

It happened that a wounded soldier arranged by Li Mumu to distribute flyers passed by. He tilted his head to take a look and then continued to distribute flyers.

After distributing flyers in the morning, they returned to the barracks first, planning to have a meal in the army and continue to distribute flyers in the afternoon.

When they went back to eat, they told others about the porridge shed set up by the Su Mansion on the roadside that they saw in the morning.

The wounded soldiers who distributed flyers were only a part of them.

Because so many people were not needed, the rest of the people were waiting for the errand shop to open before going there.

Now they can only stay in the barracks for a few days.

Fortunately, the errand shop will open in five days.

By then, everyone will have work to do.

So everyone is not so anxious.

Even when they saw those comrades who were selected to distribute flyers, they didn't envy them too much.

The three soldiers who lost their legs and one who lost his hands, who were the most seriously injured, also shed their decadence and cheered up again. They were in the mood to chat with everyone and learn about what was happening outside.

When they heard Dajiang talking about the porridge shed, one of them, Xu Changyong, who lost his legs, snorted coldly, "The father and daughter of the Su family are using us to build their reputation and achievements!"

"That's right." The one who lost his hands, Yu Dabin, said, "We have been on the battlefield and risked our lives. How can we be so spineless and rely on their charity to live? If that were the case, we would have gone to the streets to beg for food long ago."

"Yes, I was always depressed before, because I felt that I was useless and would rather die than accept charity from others." Another one who lost his legs, Tan Shiyi, said, "Now, since Madam Gu has given us work and given us the opportunity to work with our own hands and feet to support ourselves, why should we eat charity from others?"

"I won't go anyway. I can earn money to support myself, so I won't accept their charity. I can't afford to lose face." Dajiang also said.

"If I really wanted to rely on others to support me, I would have returned home long ago." Another man who lost both legs, named Cheng Jifu, said, "My family is harmonious, my brother and sister-in-law treat me well, and my nephews and nieces respect their elders, and my parents at home also love me. If I go back, they will definitely take care of me. But I just don't want to lie in bed all day and be taken care of by them as a useless person, dragging them down, so I don't go back. I don't even want to be supported by my family, so how can I go to the street to get those meals."

"Besides, we will have a job soon." Xu Changyong said, "We can make money with our own abilities, why should we accept charity from others."

"We all fought through swords, guns and arrows, and we can get through such difficult things. We are all people with dignity and ambition, so how can we go to the street to beg?" Dajiang nodded. "

The Su family has made a wrong calculation." The speaker was a one-armed soldier named Xiang Guicai.

Su Zhier naturally didn't know what these disabled soldiers were thinking.

After waiting for a long time and seeing no soldiers coming to get food, they were tired of being cold and tired here.

"I'll go sit in Huizhenlou opposite. If there are wounded soldiers coming, send someone to tell me." Su Zhier said impatiently.

They deliberately set up the tent opposite Huizhenlou because Huizhenlou is one of the two most expensive restaurants in Chong'an.

Usually, the people who go to Huizhenlou are the dignitaries of Chong'an. () ()

It is to let these people see what their Su family has done for the wounded soldiers and their intentions for the court.

Su Zhier finished her lunch in Huizhenlou and did not see any wounded soldiers go to the tent to get food.

The servant of the Su family walked from the shed to the wing where Su Zhier was in Huizhen Building and asked, "Miss, there are still no wounded soldiers coming. Do we have to keep this shed going?"

"Yes," said Su Zhier, "Those people can choose not to come, but we can't stop running our shed. We still have to do what we should do. It's not to give them food, but to let people see what we are doing." "

Yes," said the servant.

Su Zhier didn't understand. Things were going smoothly in her dream.

After the shed was set up in the dream, a few wounded soldiers came.

Later, more and more people came, and everyone praised her for her kindness and concern for Daxi.

Those soldiers who fought for the court and the people did not sacrifice in vain.

Why is it different now?

Su Zhier didn't know that in her previous life, Li Mumu didn't think of ways to help the wounded soldiers, so that they could have work to do, support themselves, and support the self-esteem of the wounded soldiers.

In the previous life, they had never been able to come up with a long-term plan. The wounded soldiers could still hold on to their self-esteem at the beginning, but as time went on, they couldn't even get enough food, so where could they get food to feed their self-esteem? They could only go to the shed to get food.

But this life is different. They will have work to do soon, and it's not a big job, it's all visible. It was Li Mumu who explained to them what they could do, so that they knew what they could do and felt at ease.

They don't need to sacrifice their self-esteem to get food.

The servants left first, and Su Zhier was still sitting in the room on the second floor of Huizhen Building waiting.

She sat by the window and looked out, just in time to see the shed she had set up.

After a while, she saw some people walking around the streets with flyers.

Those people were really eye-catching. They were either lame or had lost a leg, walking with difficulty on crutches, and some even had one arm.

"What's going on with these people? What are they handing out?" Su Zhier said to Xia Zhi, "Go and take a look."

"Yes." Xia Zhi hurried to the street, stopped one of them, asked for a list, and asked what was going on before hurried back.

"Miss, I have asked clearly what kind of errand shop they are." Xia Zhi showed Su Zhier the incoming order, "It's called the Bidada errand shop. They say they can help customers buy things, no matter if it's food or daily necessities. As long as the customers need it and it can be bought in Chong'an City, the customers don't have to look all over the city to find it. Just tell them and they will go and buy it for them."

"They say that there is a registration point at the entrance of each alley, so that the customers can find their registration point after just a few steps out of the door. There is no need to walk a long way on the street in the cold winter or the hot summer, no matter if you want to buy things in the east, west, north or south of the city. Even if there are things you want to buy in the east, west, north or south, you just need to register at the errand shop, and the shop's errand shop assistants will walk around the city on behalf of the customers, buy the things, and deliver them to the customers' homes together."

"What a waste of time." Su Zhier sneered disdainfully and curled her lips, "Do we have to ask their guys to run errands? Can't we just tell our own servants to do it?"

Xia Zhi thought that what Su Zhier said was exactly the same as the saying "Why don't you eat meat porridge?"