Abandoned woman from a poor family, she is addicted to wealth

Chapter 670
The next day.

After breakfast, Fu Lanqing asked the yamen servants to make statistics, including ordinary farmers and skilled people, and then bluntly said that the government's relief food has not yet come down, and the county yamen's food reserves are simply not enough to feed so many people. Before the refugee riots, Fu Lanqing timely proposed the method of "paying debts with work". As long as he passes the physical examination, he can obtain daily food through labor.

Refugees naturally don't have any opinions, as long as they have something to eat, they don't care about anything.

Almost all refugees with special skills were temporarily assigned by Lu Jiu to work in suitable factories. As for ordinary farmers, they could only work hard, build houses, and exchange for daily food.

The house built naturally belonged to Lu Jiu. Even if the refugees were allowed to live there, it would be a temporary residence, but they could exchange their working years or special contributions for the permanent right to use the house.

As for those refugees who don't love labor very much and are lazy, they don't give a grain of food and let them fend for themselves.

Before the government's relief food was distributed, thousands of refugees were killed and even found jobs.

Not only that, almost all of them chose to settle in Qinghe County.

You know, the population is also part of the performance.

The term of office in Donglin Kingdom is every three years. With so many political achievements accumulated, Fu Lanqing's official promotion must be guaranteed!

I don't know where the news came from. This group of refugees had just settled down, and thousands of refugees flooded into Qinghe County again.

Fu Lanqing directly asked people to follow the previous treatment method.

"What?" A disheveled old man asked in disbelief, "I'm already sixty, and still let me work, otherwise I won't be given food?"

"That's right, that's it." The officers and soldiers said solemnly, "We don't raise moths in Qinghe County!"

"Qinghe County?" The old man grabbed the officers and soldiers' hair and couldn't help asking: "You said this is Qinghe County?"

"That's right, it's Qinghe County."

The old man was overjoyed and found that Qinghe County was a little strange, but because he had never been to the county a few times in his life, he asked again: "Is there a village called Xingfeng Village in Qinghe County?"

"Of course we know each other." The officers and soldiers took the initiative to say, "Miss Lu is from Xingfeng Village."

"Who is Miss Lu?"

"Miss Lu is kind-hearted. She is a popular person in front of our county magistrate. It is Miss Lu who took in these refugees..."

The old man was a little surprised: "Is Miss Lu so rich?"

They are all surnamed Lu, why is there such a big gap?
"Of course." The officers and soldiers said enviously: "Miss Lu is one of the richest men in our Qinghe County. She has a lot of money and wealth. Otherwise, would she be able to take in so many refugees to work for her?"

The old man nodded half-understanding: "I see!"

Walking on the unfamiliar yet familiar road, the old man was full of emotions. He never thought that he would come back one day.

"Old man, do we really want to go back?"

A woman in her 40s tugged at the old man's tattered clothes and asked nervously.

"Of course, even if that woman died, wouldn't I still have a son?" The old man thought for a while, thinking in his heart: "After all, my youngest son is already 20 years old!"

He would rather let his son raise him than go to work in exchange for some food.

(End of this chapter)