The Little Cook's Wealthy Counterattack

Qi nuoxian finally sorted out a list of 279 people, but the permanent resident population of the whole slum exceeded 200000.

With a simple map full of dots in his hand, Jiang qianxia has a sense of pressure that weighs more than a thousand kilograms.

Ghost one, ghost two and poison scholar only saw her seriousness and slowness. Her hand was still stable, but the pressure in her heart was heavier than carrying the life of the whole city in Ningshan city.

She did not cause the smallpox epidemic in Ningshan city. She also knew clearly that as long as smallpox survived for a month or two, it would pass, and there was hope.

But the 279 people she chose are about to embark on a completely different road because of her choice, or the choice of fate.

Jiang qianxia is not sure that after she shows them a different life and draws the most wonderful future for them, once they lose and disappear from the public for some reason, will the extreme sense of difference break a person who can spend his life peacefully and numbly.

"Heaven and earth are unkind and take everything as a ruminant dog... I am softer than heaven and earth. I will give these 279 people more opportunities. If I can't grasp it, I can't blame me..."

With a faint voice that even the poison scholar close at hand could not hear clearly, Jiang qianxia eliminated all the pressure he had just pressed on him, smiled, took the map in the hand of ghost one, pushed ghost two, and raised his chin at Qi nuoxian.

"It's getting late. You two follow Nuo Xian to recruit people. It shows that you can eat, live and teach. As for whether they are willing to come, you don't have to persuade them."

"Before the sun sets tomorrow, the enrollment in the slums is over. If you don't enter the Shihui hall to complete the registration, assign dormitories and change clothes, don't."

For the first level of student screening, do you have the courage to leave the comfort zone and fight.

Although their living conditions are appalling, they are still a "comfort zone" for them, because people around them are like this, and there is no comparison between them.

If someone refuses the excellent conditions for admission because of unknown fear, Jiang qianxia will not be surprised. He will only sigh - life is in his own hands, and the opportunity can't be grasped. Maybe it's also a blessing.

Qi nuoxian hesitated to look at Jiang qianxia, but he didn't say anything. He just nodded at the ghost and led the way.

"Why, let's go find his grandmother?" When poison scholar saw that someone had gone far, he lazily took out his ears and asked for a voice.

He grabbed the folding fan in his hand and shook it. Jiang qianxia's exhibition fan blocked his mouth and nose, revealing only a pair of indifferent cat eyes.

"There are many younger brothers here. Go and find out where his grandmother is and why he thinks I'm looking for a face. He's ready to come up and sell himself."

It turned out that she was not a fool. She believed everything people said, but pretended to be naive first to stabilize the child.

He patted her on the head and didn't mind being kicked by her. The poison scholar smiled and went to the corner to whistle. Immediately, two young people who looked like thieves ran out and called him big brother.

"Qi nuoxian, do you know?"

"Look what you said, that boy is very famous in this area. Of course I know him."

Two young people, you argue with me. They want to block each other's mouth so that they can get the credit alone.

"The boy is a master who pays back the money with his body. He was forced by his old woman to die several times before he jumped out of the fire pit. But to be honest, if he hadn't gone out to sleep with him for money, the old woman wouldn't be able to live until now."

As soon as Jiang qianxia's heart sank, he knew that Qi nuoxian's small movements were not like ordinary children. The meaning of flattery was too obvious.

In their mutual supplement, Qi nuoxian's life experience has been roughly revealed.

His father was indeed a soldier, but he was sad or helpless. Before he became a soldier, his father was a poor scholar.

What is the environment in the barracks? Everyone is a rough man. Ninety nine percent of them are illiterate. They are a little envious of scholars at the beginning. However, when they go to the battlefield, except for some who are able to write and fight, most of them are dragging their feet.

Fortunately, I worked at the border for two years, only missing legs, and came back with a working daughter-in-law.

The old mother who can teach this kind of cow temper must not be a fuel-efficient lamp. It is said that when she was young, she also worked as a servant girl for a young lady. She also knew a few words and had a broad vision. She didn't dislike her daughter-in-law's identity as a barbarian. The family was also harmonious.

Later, as Qi nuoxian said, the old lady was seriously ill, the secret wounds left by her father's thin body on the battlefield broke out, and the scholar's pride came up again. He couldn't stand the burden of supporting the family falling on his wife, so he simply wiped his neck and committed suicide.

"It's sad to say. At that time, Qi was only three or four years old. What do you know? He moved all the stools hanging around his father's neck. He didn't know to cry until he saw his father kick the stool and spit out his tongue. What's the use of holding his father's feet and holding his face red?"

Speaking of this, they both sighed a little, but Jiang qianxia was a little impatient.

"I don't have time to listen to you."

She has heard much more than this tragic story. The only thing she wants to know is whether the background of empress Qi Nuo Xian is clean and whether it has been used by people with intentions.

The two thieves couldn't get along with stealing face, but due to the means of poison scholar, they had to touch their nose unluckily and dry out all the things in the back.

"The Qi family boy has a tough old man's mother who looks handsome. In addition, his father has read books and gone to the battlefield, so there are always some sour scholars who are suffocated and want to have fun with him."

"At the beginning, they said they asked him to be a schoolboy, but a few days later, they saw that he was thrown back in rags, and the scholar who chose him was also hung with color. Can you know what the situation is?"

"It's also his grandmother's hard temper. She's blind. She limps to wash clothes and dishes for others. When she's cruel, she goes slowly to be a unloader, makes money, hangs his life for him, and slowly brings him back."

"The boy has a good body and looks like a changed man. He washed himself white and attracted people's eyes. He did the work that almost killed himself."

"But his grandmother was so angry that she didn't recognize him as a grandson and drove him out."

"Does he have regular customers and provoke officials?"

After listening for a long time, he still didn't get what he wanted to know. Jiang qianxia asked patiently and frowned.

The two thieves glanced at her contemptuously with their eyes at the fool and said with a sneer: "they are all poor scholars. He wants to have regular customers, but his price is high. Who can afford to sleep with him? As for the official family... Hehe, I'm afraid you're here to amuse me, miss? Which official family can look up to us?"

That's enough. That's enough.

Jiang qianxia smiled warmly at the corners of his mouth and said to the poison scholar, "he's a clean child. You can rest assured. Let's go and take his grandmother back to the Shihui hall. He'll work hard for me in the future. I think the old lady can let him go home."