After hearing this, the children calmed down, thought, and then whispered to each other. Finally, the girl made a decision and said firmly: "Sir Immortal, as long as you are willing to hire us, we will follow you faithfully. We know that the cultivation process of the Immortal is full of risks, but we do not regret it."

The girl's eyes flashed with tears: "No one cares about us in Fushantang. We had eaten for the last meal but not the next meal. Some bad people have begun to make up our ideas, wanting us to become their coolies and slaves, and stay there, and finally a dead end. We are willing to follow the immortals. In fact, as long as we have a way out, food, and living, we can do it, and we don't have to pay." She seemed to have been studying and spoke very well.

"Captain, take them away." Zhao Rong said.

After comprehensively measuring his needs and the desires of these orphans, Jin Kang gradually had an idea in his mind.

"I set up a camp outside the fairyland at the foot of Lingshan Mountain. Now the camp needs some people to do some cleaning, cooking, putting horses and standing guard, or collecting and brewing wine. Are you willing to do these things?" he asked.

These orphans had basically agreed to hire themselves and others when they heard his tone. They were very excited and said, "Yes! Yes! In this Fushan Hall, we are all taking care of ourselves, and we do all kinds of work by ourselves! We can all work, and there is no problem with tiring work! We can raise horses, clean, wash and cook, including what adults say about brewing wine, we can learn to make money for adults!"

"We do!" said all the other children.

Jin Kang looked at their expressions and knew that what they were saying was true. These children followed him, and their lives were probably better than those in the Fushan Hall, which was no longer worthy of their name. They silently thought about the Jin Yuan in their pocket, hesitated for a while, and finally nodded and agreed.

"Okay! You will be my third team in the future!" He said boldly. What are you afraid of? There are dozens of gold dollars in his pocket, which is enough to raise these children for the rest of his life. Isn't there a few more mouths to eat in the camp? What's there? You don't have to pay for your wages, you've already made a profit!

"Okay, let's go pack your things first, and then follow us." Zhao Rong said.

The orphans were overjoyed. They held the two of them by their hands and walked towards their residence. On the way, they slowly introduced themselves. There were eight orphans, the leading 15-year-old boy named He Xiaofu and the girl named Fang Xuan.

Their residence was a very dilapidated courtyard, the gate had collapsed, and the three words "Fushantang" on the plaque were blurred and dim. There were many children, many, many, many, and several sick adults in every corner of the courtyard. There was a big pot in the yard, cooking porridge. From the opened lid, you can see that it was nominally porridge, with only a handful of rice grains, basically clean water.

Seeing He Xiaofu and his eight children packing their luggage silently, the children in the yard also came to see them off silently.

Hundreds of children stood together, and the crowd was filled with darkness. Everyone looked at Jin Kang and the other two with hope and desire, but everyone knew that the two teenagers in front of them could afford those few people, but they absolutely could not afford all of them.

So, no children begged again.

However, such an atmosphere and such a vision made Jin Kang feel particularly uncomfortable, as if he was pricked on his spine. Finally, he couldn't help asking: "How many of you are like He Xiaofu, who are up at the age of thirteen or fourteen, and can do some basic heavy physical work?"

A hint of joy flashed in He Xiaofu's eyes, he walked into the crowd and plotted for a while, and finally said, "Thirty-three."

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When leaving Yingxian Xian Township, Jin Kang and Zhao Rong had more than 130 orphans of Fushantang carrying bedding luggage behind him.

That's right, not three, not thirty-three, but more than one hundred and thirty.

Previously, when they saw the orphans in the old courtyard of Fushan Hall, Jinlu and the others were very sad. They were helpful, but found that there were not many things they could do. They took the task to open a forward base, which was a very dangerous thing. They originally wanted to hire a few people, but later they became ruthless and hired a total of 133, which was far beyond the needs of the camp.

For the children who were unable to hire, Jin Kang felt that his heart was about to be broken when he looked at their lost eyes, their yellow-faced and muscular physique, and his silent expression.

He really wanted to bring all the more than 300 people with him. But the reality tells him that he can't bring too many people. The more people, the more blood and energy it is, the easier it is to attract monsters. And the more people, the greater the consumption. Most of Jinkang's money comes from the team's funds, and it's okay to supply twenty people in the team to move, but more than 300 people is another matter.

Even if the more than 130 people he had taken away, he could only give them a full meal.

Before leaving, Jincheng left some money for Fushantang, bought some new clothes, hundreds of pancakes, and some medicines for gifts.

All he can do is this.

After doing these things, Zhao Rong secretly told him that the entire team had only five gold coins.

Jin Kang smiled bitterly. Not only the team, but the money he had saved over the years, he only had a dozen silver dollars left, perhaps even less. All of them were donated to Fushantang. The same was true for Zhao Rong.

Finally, I bid farewell to Fushan Hall, as if the air had become much fresher in an instant. Jin Kang looked at the sky with his eyes and said to Zhao Rong intentionally or unintentionally: "It's really bad to feel attentive but powerless."

Zhao Rong said: "Yes, thinking about the money of my fairy soldier is enough to keep these children from worrying about hunger for several years. I feel that my days before were all committed crimes, and every time I spent money, I was committing crimes."

Jin Kang smiled bitterly and said, "I only then did I realize that every time the young master kills the enemy, he will search for all the money on the enemy. Many people privately say that the young master is Jin Daskin, a wealthy fan. I know that he is the person who knows the real use of money. For these orphans, for them, a little insignificant wealth and food can be exchanged for their lives."

"They are ants in the eyes of immortals. However, ants also have the right to survive and the way to survive." Zhao Rong also said with emotion.

Mortals are ants in the eyes of immortals. However, ants also need to survive, and they hope to survive every day, better than every day.

A fairy kills a mortal, like stepping on an ant to death.

The money for a piece of equipment of an immortal is enough for countless ants to fight for the rest of their lives.

The immortals dominate the Tao in this world, and endless ants are serving such Tao with great difficulty.

The endless ants must fight all their strength to integrate into the system of the immortals, but they are always dark and smelly feet and dirty butts.
Chapter completed!