Here Fu Bao is listening to the recent business affairs in the space.
On the other side, Hou Hong had money in his hands, and he led his men to vigorously deal with the refugee problem.
If you have money, you don’t have to worry!
He first took people to tailor shops, fabric stores and other places, and called for a batch of white cloth clothes, masks and gloves to be made. He also asked that they must be disinfected and then delivered to the mansion. The bosses naturally agreed to do business, and Hou Hong handed over.
Deposit.
He turned around and went to the drug store to order medicinal materials. At the same time, he asked his subordinates to post an announcement for doctors on the bulletin board. The daily salary was very high. I believe someone would apply for the job.
All the purchased medicinal materials were made into powder, and some were sent to make sachets. The rest was set up at a proposed temporary distribution station in front of Hou Hong's house, with a servant standing in front of the stall every day and shouting: "
Medicinal materials that can prevent and treat diseases are distributed for free! You can drink them, wear them, and sprinkle powder at home! Don’t miss it! Don’t miss it! The government distributes it for free!”
People in Guifeng were originally worried, but now this medicinal material can prevent and treat diseases, and it’s free! Who wouldn’t want it for free?
In the spirit of not wanting it for free, people lined up to collect the medicinal materials.
Among them are also the servants of the powerful people who were "robbed" late at night. If the servants know what they know, they will naturally go back and report it to the head of the family. After going back and forth, the powerful people in Guifeng City are not fools. They finally realized that they are just using medicine for prevention and treatment, and they are not afraid of love.
Master Hou has tricked them!
There is no epidemic at all! It’s just an excuse to make their wallets bleed! Use it to save those refugees!
At this time, the powerful people were naturally so angry that they were about to explode! But they did not dare to openly confront Hou Hong, and there was no evidence! They also sent people to send the money themselves, and there was no denying it!
I really broke my teeth and swallowed it in my stomach!
I really don’t know how cunning a person can come up with such a trick!
However, although they cannot do it openly, the powerful people also have their own ways to resist. That is to give free porridge to the porridge shed that has brought them a lot of good reputations, and quietly reduce the amount of rice, making the porridge even thinner.
Yes, the clear soup is watery, like drinking water.
Originally, the refugees had not enough to eat, and now that the porridge has become even thinner, these people will naturally start to make trouble. Anyway, the powerful people don't care about the porridge shacks. What worries them is only the people who manage these porridge shacks, that is,
Hou Hong.
The one who did this was Mr. Zhao, who was the first one to be frightened last night. He was sitting at home triumphantly, waiting for someone to come down and tell him why there was such a fuss in the porridge shed. He felt that Mr. Hou was no longer a monkey.
Those who are monkey spirits can hardly compare with those who have been cultivating Guifeng for many years.
"Master Hou? Humph, it's far from that!"
Mr. Zhao was twirling the beads proudly and humming a little tune.
After a while, the servant came to report, "Master..."
Before Mr. Zhao heard this, he started to grin and said, "Come on, are the refugees causing trouble?"
The servant lowered his head and said, "No... Sir, Mr. Hou has also opened several porridge shacks. The porridge inside is very thick. The refugees are all grateful and happy, and no one is making trouble..."
"What!?" Mr. Zhao slapped the table, and the beads in his hand broke completely. The beads fell to the floor, but he didn't even think about picking them up. He narrowed his eyes and said fiercely: "Hey, Hou Hong.
Ah! You took so much money away from me, but you are not merciless at all in spending it on the refugees! What can be done about the lives of these untouchables! The emperor doesn’t even care if you don’t care!"
He paced back and forth angrily, "People who don't even care about the imperial court, Hou Hong comes here to meddle in other people's business! He's so full!"
To put it bluntly, the powerful people like them are willing to build a porridge shack casually. It is just a painless way to get more prestige at the minimum cost. Who wouldn't be happy if they can make people feel grateful to them by giving them a little something like a beggar?
Do it!
Unexpectedly, Hou Hong would actually go against them!
The anger in Mr. Zhao's eyes flashed. He raised his fingers at the servant and lowered his voice, "Go and call Mr. Qian, Mr. Sun, Mr. Li, etc. to come together to discuss important matters. I don't believe it. This is Guifeng."
It’s Hou Hong who owns Guifeng! I’m still here!”
There was cruelty in his eyes.
The servant said "yes" and then quickly took the order and left.
Mr. Zhao happily waved his hands again, "Hou Hong, Hou Hong, fight with me, you are still a little green after all!"
Hou Hongren was inspecting the stall and sneezed several times for no reason, "Sneeze! Sneeze! - Damn it, who is scolding me behind my back?"
But in the blink of an eye, when he saw that the government had enough rice to put into the pot in the porridge shed, and each of the refugees could have two meals a day, Hou Hong felt relieved.
The refugees even lined up in a long line, all of them grateful.
"Master Hou, you are truly a great master of Qingtian! Thank you very much!"
"I will be grateful to you for the rest of my life!"
Hou Hong waved his hand and said loudly: "This is not my idea, I am just following orders!"
"Then, whose idea was that?"
Hou Hong was waiting for this sentence. He looked over and found a dark middle-aged man, with his skinny chest exposed. It was obvious that before the accident, this man was also capable of working. And
Where are the muscle lines? It’s a pity now…
This man was smart enough to ask Hou Hong what he wanted to say. Hou Hong gave him a look of appreciation and then said: "I believe you all know that our prince heard about the floods and the refugees, and regardless of the danger, he went there personally.
Come and investigate! There is also something about epidemic prevention and control in this porridge shed, which is our prince’s idea! It’s also the idea of our princess who is visiting privately incognito! Guys, you must remember the kindness of the prince and the princess!”
The refugees immediately changed their tune and shouted: "Thank you, Prince!"
"Thank you princess! Princess Chitose Chitose Chitose Chitose!"
In fact, none of them may know the names of the prince and the princess, or what they look like. But this does not prevent them from shouting a few more words.
After all, now they have thick and filling rice in their hands, which is worth making them happy!
A starving person is willing to risk anything as long as he has a bite to eat.
Hou Hong watched with satisfaction as the refugees thanked the prince, and he also consciously played a good role in helping the prince win over the people and naturalize the refugees.
When he turned around, he saw that the man who had just delivered the message would look at him from time to time. Compared to the chaotic people around him, his eyes were quite clear and he could even be considered a smart person.
Hou Hong immediately narrowed his eyes and asked about his situation, "Where are you from? What is your identity?"
The man hurriedly said: "To my lord, Zhou Dashan, a humble citizen! Comes from Qingyuan! He used to be a tenant, but now his land is gone. He took his whole family to Guifeng!"
Although he was hungry and had little energy, he seemed to really want to seize this opportunity. When he spoke, he tried hard to be neither humble nor arrogant, and his voice was loud enough.
Hou Hong looked at him carefully. This middle-aged man looked upright. He didn't seem to have any bad intentions.
He sighed slightly, secretly thinking that smart people are smart people. Even if they become refugees, they still know how to use everything around them to turn themselves around.
Zhou Dashan doesn’t need to say more, Hou Hong also knows that he just wants to get rid of his refugee status and earn a future for himself, which is why he expresses himself in this way. And Hou Hong also has to admit that the government does need manpower now, and it also needs to be able to
People who are trusted by refugees need smart people even more.
Whether Zhou Dashan delivered the words naturally just now or introduced himself concisely now, with an attitude that is neither humble nor overbearing, he is a talent that can be used.
Hou Hong said: "Zhou Dashan, where are your wife and children?"
Zhou Dashan was about to burst into tears because he knew he had seized the opportunity. He quickly wiped them away, and two clean tear stains appeared on his dark face, and then said: "To my lord, Xiaomin, run faster.
My wife, children, old and young are still outside the city! Wherever the adults can be of use to the villain, the villain will do his best, go through fire and water, no matter what!"
Hou Hong understood immediately. This week, Zhou Dashan must also be thinking about his family members outside the city. There were many strong and mature men like Zhou Dashan who were sent to the city by their families.
Not for anything else, just because in this cruel environment, these men have a higher chance of survival, are more likely to survive, and bring a glimmer of hope to other family members.
Hou Hongdao: "Zhou Dashan, from now on, I will help the government manage your refugee affairs. If anything happens, my adjutant will negotiate with you! Only when things in the city are done well can I have enough energy to let people outside the city in."