Since the New Year, the huge square outside Baiyun Temple has become a large porridge factory.

After the first few days of improvement and adjustment, Zhao Shouzheng and the managers sent by the Princess's Mansion divided the porridge factory into two places, the elderly, the weak, the sick and the disabled, and each place was surrounded by wooden fences.

In the porridge factory, there are 36 large pots in total, and the fire is raised at the fifth day of the 5th. When it is dawn, I knock on the bangzi and open the gate, and put a group of refugees into the venue to eat porridge.

Although more than 100,000 refugees entering and leaving the porridge factory every day, the scene was orderly and there was almost no scrambling and pushing. The officials of Wanping County, who were worried all day long, were amazed.

The secret is that Zhao Shouzheng made more than 100,000 wooden signs of the size of leaf cards with bamboo and wood chips, and then used a brush to point different numbers to distribute refugees who came to eat porridge.

The next day, the congee factory changed to open the door once every half an hour and released the people according to the points on the wooden sign.

Once the hour of Mao, people holding a little hand enter the venue to eat porridge; in the hour of Chen, people holding a little hand enter the venue to eat porridge; in the beginning of noon, three o'clock; in the middle of noon, four o'clock, and so on, until the flames are turned off.

In this way, no more than 10,000 people will be admitted each time and they are scattered in three porridge factories, so it will naturally be much easier to manage.

And after the first few days of not knowing the clues, the refugees knew clearly what time they should come to eat porridge. So they could finish a meal in advance and didn’t have to queue up for most of the day... It was cold and the refugees were ragged in the robes, so they stood in the cold wind for most of the day, and they didn’t know how many people would be frozen to death as before.

Zhao Shouzheng also asked someone to build a large reed tent in the porridge factory to prevent snow and wind from the refugees who eat porridge; and set up toilet sheds for women; and give medicine to sick people. The refugees are not impatient and treated as humans, so naturally they will not cause trouble for the porridge factory, but will instead scold those who want to make trouble.

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Therefore, for more than 20 days after opening a porridge factory, more than 100,000 people have entered and exited the porridge factory every day, but none of them have died in the factory.

In the eyes of the officials of Heshuntian Prefecture in Wanping County, this was a miracle of disaster relief. They praised Mr. Zhao for being able to become an official in the future. He must be a great official!

Whenever he heard this kind of praise, Zhao Shouzheng would humbly say that he had done nothing, and the methods were all come up with others.

But the officials respected him more and more, believing that he was not arrogant in his contributions, had noble character, and had a humble and desolate demeanor.

Little did he know that what Mr. Zhao said was the truth...

The method of using wooden signs to divert disaster victims was taught by his son; the idea of ​​distinguishing disaster victims into three categories: men, women, old and sick, and the idea of ​​distributing porridge was proposed when Wuyang came to help.

As for those in charge, those who cook, those who divide, those who maintain order... they are all slack slaves in the eldest princess's farm. They have been dependent on the royal survival for generations, so they are naturally worried that they will ruin the reputation of their masters and the two empresses, so they all do their best and dare not make any mistakes.

Mr. Zhao, who was originally not a common person, was actually in a state of knowing everything and learning everything for a long time. It was not until the Chinese New Year that he gradually found out the trick and began to look decent.

If you point at him from the beginning, the victims will have to get in trouble.

But it can't stand the fate of Mr. Zhao Er.

Whether it is the eldest princess or Zhao Hao, they are happy to see that others will count the credit for the good side of their own.

Moreover, the eldest princess also specifically instructed a group of officials to maintain absolute respect for Zhao Shouzheng. Anyone who dares to provoke him will be sent to dig ginseng outside the pass.

In the same year, the elder brother was worried that he would not be able to control these rich slaves in the brocade. Unexpectedly, Zhao Shouzheng obeyed them, and they were all as obedient as kittens...

This made the same year completely convinced the big brother, believing that he was not only rich, but also had great skills.

In Shuntian Prefecture, officials from Wanping County, and the current envoys boasted that Zhao Shouzheng had gained a lot of fame in the sect before he was admitted to the Jinshi.

Yes, the wealthy and powerful Zhao family can also increase their reputation even if they are the stupidest way.

Of course, if the officials knew that Mr. Zhao was the initiator of the disaster victims, he would probably not have praised him like this...

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On the fourth day of the Chinese New Year, just dawn, the first group of refugees who entered the market brought their families to Baiyun Temple to queue up outside, waiting for the porridge that could last their lives.

It was not yet time to come, and the porridge factory was still cooking, so the gate was naturally closed.

While waiting bored, the refugees were attracted by notices posted everywhere on the fence.

"What's this written?" the blind people opened their eyes and asked curiously.

"Recruitment notice - the existing Lugou Bridge Coal Cutting Site plans to recruit 2,000 men, pay 40 cents a day, and provide two brunch meals, including meat and vegetable, and provide large buns to fill. Those who are interested will consult with the officials of the porridge factory."

Then the literate person read this out loud, straightforward and easy-to-understand recruitment notice.

"Wow, it sounds good!"

"Forty cents a day, who can calculate how much it costs per month?"

"Mom, I want to eat meat..."

The refugees started to talk.

Refugees are also called unemployed farmers.

Just like the unemployed in later generations, they certainly long to rely on their own labor and make money to support their whole family.

After all, before it is necessary, who would like to come here to queue up for the alms like a beggar all day long? And it’s just the kind that can’t starve to death and will definitely not be full...

But there are too few job opportunities outside the capital.

Xishan Coal Mine was originally the main source of recruitment, but the recruitment season has passed, and coal bosses from all over the country are basically full of people and no longer recruiting people.

Only a very small number of people were hired by gentry families, coal transporters, brick factories, etc., and they worked hard every month to earn less than a tael of silver. However, they still became the object of envy of refugees.

It is conceivable how excited they are when so many job opportunities appear in front of the refugees?

Besides, the monthly salary is a full one or two taels of silver, and I also take care of two meals!

The refugees with rich working experience automatically wiped out the wages on the notice, and ignored the nonsense of meat dishes and big buns every meal.

People's hearts are broken these days.

When the bosses recruited workers, they all made a lot of money, but in the end they could get a 20% discount on their wages and make people have enough food, they are all bodhisattvas and kind-hearted people...

So after the porridge factory opened, the refugees lined up to make the porridge, and then slapped the porridge while holding the porridge bowl and drinking the porridge, while asking about the people in charge.

"Manager Zhang, are you always in charge of recruiting workers?"

"Well, this transaction has something to do with our mansion. The boss is His Highness's son, otherwise who can work hard to help us?"

When they heard that they had something to do with the Princess's Mansion, the refugees immediately went all out of doubt. His Highness the Princess was in their hearts, and he was the Bodhisattva Empress who saved the suffering.

Everyone’s lives are given by her. Can Your Highness still cheat us?

So they all said enthusiastically: "I'll go! I'll work for Your Highness, if you don't pay, you can just eat!"

"I'll go, I'll go too!"

"Don't worry, when you finish your meal, someone will take you there." The manager couldn't help but smile and said, "You're lucky. There are not many of these two thousand places. I'm afraid that someone will come to eat porridge in the next wave, even if someone wants to go, it won't be able to get it."
Chapter completed!