Crossing the book to escape famine, poor little guy does not become cannon fodder reference group

Under the candlelight, the thin boy stood with his back straight, looking at the books in front of him attentively.

Feng Nian'er looked as if she had seen a ghost. She grabbed Song Pan'er's sleeve and looked dazed. "How could someone love reading so much?"

Song Paner: ...

Don't ask her, because she doesn't know either.

"Then are you still going to scare him?" Song Pan'er looked at the dog at her feet, sticking out its tongue and looking excited, and suddenly thought that the dog looked so wretched.

Feng Nian'er waved her fist, "Since we're here, of course we have to scare him! Let's wait here!"

Song Pan'er nodded. She had no objection, but she was afraid that her cousin would not be able to hold on and fall asleep.

The two of them waited until three in the morning. Song Pan'er could no longer bear it. "Cousin, let's go back to sleep. Xiao He is not a normal person! I can't take it anymore!"

Feng Nian'er gnashed her teeth and glared at the courtyard wall angrily, "Let's go, let's go, this nerd is really long-suffering!"

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The food street gradually got on track, and Song Pan'er finally lived a life with money coming in as soon as she opened her eyes.

But this also brings up a problem - Wubao is short of people, and urgently short of people!

Before several other workshops were even opened, he opened a blacksmith workshop.

If you want to make more money, you have to recruit people into Wubao.

It just so happened that Zhou Hean sent Zhang Wu to convey a message that a group of refugees had arrived in Linjiang County, but the land in each village was limited and could not accommodate so many people. Many people wanted to sell themselves and asked Song Pan'er if she wanted to buy them.

Mainly, Mrs. Chen Er wrote a letter to Chen Yuhe and also sent a bar of essential oil soap.

The county magistrate's wife was worried every day about when the little doctor's workshop would open. She also wanted to buy the vanishing cream and hand cream mentioned in the second sister-in-law's letter...

Since Zhou Hean specially sent Zhang Wu to deliver the message, it proves that those refugees who want to sell themselves must be reliable. If they are not reliable, he would not let Zhang Wu come.

Song Pan'er simply rode the old donkey, with Heihei on her head and Haha in her arms, and went to the county with Zhang Wu.

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There are still many refugees gathered outside the county town. A porridge stall has been set up at the door, and porridge is distributed once a day at noon.

When Song Pan'er arrived, Zhou He'an was already waiting there under the protection of several yamen runners.

After he fully recovered, he began to help County Magistrate Zhou with some miscellaneous matters, and he was also responsible for supervising the porridge distribution this time.

After a few days, Zhou Hean had a general understanding of the situation of this group of refugees.

"That group over there are all from the same village. That village is well-known for its bricklaying skills. I heard there are several bricklayers with particularly good skills, and the villagers are also relatively honest and hardworking."

"That village over there is nicknamed 'Widow Village'. The women there are all very tough, but they are good at embroidery. Only a few of them like to curry favor..."

"This village is quite ordinary, but I heard there's someone who can make sauce-flavored liquor..."

"..."

Zhou Hean introduced in a low voice, and Song Paner listened silently.

In fact, she was not very willing to buy from village to village, as she was worried that it would be difficult to manage.

"Master Zhou, are there any villages that are extremely poor? The kind where people can't even afford to eat?"

When Zhou Hean heard this, he remembered that there really was such a village, a hunter village from Yao County.

As soon as he explained the situation of the village, Song Pan'er immediately made the decision, "Master Zhou, please introduce me to the chief of that hunter village."

Zhou Hean gave Zhang Wu a wink, and Zhang Wu understood. After a while, he came over with a skinny old man in his fifties.