Zhang San and Su Xin got on the carriage and came to the largest resettlement site for disaster victims on the outskirts of Xiao County. There are currently more than 700 victims in this place, mostly the elderly and children. Most of the victims with labor force have been recruited to work in workshops.
Some were recruited to dig wells, dredge rivers, build bridges and roads, etc.
Zhang San's measures such as work-for-relief, poverty alleviation industry, and self-rescue for disaster victims have shown results. Yu Mingsheng is also guiding the victims to resume agricultural production and give priority to autumn sowing in places where conditions permit.
At this time, the hydraulic high-rotating drum truck launched by Zhang San in Zhangjiacun played a huge role. Yu Mingsheng built water trucks in some areas with abundant river water, and dug ditches in areas where farmland gathered to divert river water into the ditches.
, irrigate farmland.
Thanks to the financial support mobilized by Zhang San in the early stage, Yu Mingsheng was relieved of his worries and had the manpower and material resources to promote this matter.
Qiantong is also actively attracting foreign investment and holding various cultural and entertainment activities to revitalize Xuzhou's economy and stimulate consumption. According to Zhang San, it is to vigorously develop the market economy, absorb re-employment of disaster victims, and increase the income of disaster victims.
"Uncle Zhang is here!" Someone shouted, and all the victims excitedly rushed in the direction of Zhang's carriage.
"Stop." Zhang San got off the carriage and saw the enthusiastic victims. Zhang San felt sincerely happy.
"Uncle Zhang, you are here, come sit with me and have a glass of water!" an old man said, holding Zhang San's arm.
"It's better to go to my place, your place is too dirty, and mine is clean." An old woman next to her argued.
"Okay, let's go later. Let's go sit down on that flat ground and chat." Zhang San didn't mind that these people were dirty, and said happily to a few people.
Su Xin, Zhang Fu and others brought some food from the carriage and distributed it to the victims. They especially gave some candies to the children, which made them very happy.
Older children also know how to hide it for their parents to taste.
"Sir, my daughter-in-law came yesterday and brought me a bushel of millet to the old woman. She said she earned it by working in your sugar mill. The old woman thanked you for your kindness!" The old woman said.
Holding Zhang San's hand, he said gratefully.
"They work with their own hands in exchange for food, and they deserve the reward. You don't have to be polite." Zhang San said with a smile.
"Sir, this is all because of you. Without you, how would we have food to eat? We can't keep living here for free. Now many of our families have someone who has a stable job.
If we can maintain food for our family, we plan to go back in two days. Now the officials are helping us resume autumn sowing, and we also have several acres of land at home that cannot be left idle." An old man sighed.
"It's okay, farmland is our foundation. If you have any difficulties then, just tell the government. The government's policies to benefit farmers are very good. For the victims in need, the government will provide corresponding assistance after assessment."
Zhang San also agreed with the old man. The purpose of introducing these policies is to allow disaster victims to return to their homes and live a normal life.
Zhang San looked around again and chatted with some old people about home affairs. Zhang San's approachable character won unanimous praise from the victims.
"Everyone, please go back! I'll come see you next time. I have official duties at the moment and can't stay here for too long." Zhang San got on the carriage and was about to go to the paper mill in Sanxi Township to see the victims.
It was a long way to see the other three off, so Zhang San had no choice but to get out of the car and walk with everyone for another distance.
"Goodbye Sir, come and see us when you have time!" Everyone did not want to delay Zhang San's business, so they stopped and waved goodbye to Zhang San.
"Young master is very popular among the victims!" Su Xin said to Zhang San while sitting in the carriage.
"The people are the most kind. As long as you are sincerely good to them, they will naturally support you." Zhang San said with a smile.
"You are working so hard. I can't even see the paper mill. There is a village watching over there. There won't be any problems." Su Xin said.
"Of course I feel relieved that the village is here, but it's not good if I don't expose myself." The purpose of Zhang San's visit is to stabilize people's hearts. The boss behind the scenes is not as reassuring as the boss standing in front of the stage.
When Zhang San arrived at the papermaking workshop, he saw Muramasa instructing people to put away the dried paper.
"You all should pay attention. You have ruined a lot of paper. If you do this again, I will deduct your wages."
"Don't worry, Manager Zhang. We'll be careful this time and we'll make sure nothing goes wrong again." A worker replied with a playful smile.
"You talk the most. Work hard and make more paper. You will be able to earn more and your family will be better off. This is all for your own good." Muramasa said earnestly to everyone.
"Muramasa, are they still making mistakes?" Zhang Fu followed Zhang San and said with a smile.
"Hey, sir, here you are, isn't it? Even if you are not as smart as the people in our village, you have been taught so many times and you can still make mistakes after receiving the paper." When the village leader saw Zhang San coming, he said to Zhang San.
"Take your time and wait until you become proficient." Zhang San comforted.
When everyone saw Zhang San arriving, they stopped what they were doing and said hello to Zhang San.
"Hurry up and work. The sun is so bright, these papers will be scrapped after a while." Muramasa scolded him angrily.
Everyone shrank their necks, smiled, and continued to work.
Zhang San visited the entire paper mill under the leadership of Muramasa. The scale of the paper mill here is not very large, and it uses the same system that Zhangjiacun first made paper. However, the division of labor is more detailed, so the output is also good.
The person in charge of the paper mill is a villager from Zhangjia Village named Zhang Zheng, who is also one of the first batch of veteran employees to join the paper mill.
"Sir, your arrival has made everyone more enthusiastic about work." Zhang Zheng also accompanied Zhang San and waited for Zhang San to ask about the workshop.
"Haha, you are getting better and better at talking now. You have done well here. I will ask the commune to double your year-end bonus at the end of the year. Work hard!" Zhang San encouraged.
"Thank you Sir, I will work hard!" Zhang Zheng was very happy and said excitedly.
"This boy did a good job indeed. The first two fights between several workers were resolved by this boy in a few strokes." Muramasa was very pleased to see that everyone in Zhangjiacun could now stand alone.
"I'll leave this to you. If you have any difficulties, just tell me and I'll go back first." After the visit to the paper mill, Zhang San got on the carriage and prepared to return to the county town.
"Okay, Sir, don't worry, I'm here, no problem." Zhang Zheng assured him, patting his chest.
"Muramasa, please go back with me. This place will be left to Zhang Zheng. You still need to keep an eye on the caravan, and I can't stay away from here either." Zhang San said.
"Okay, sir, I'll go back with you. Zhengzi, do your best and don't betray your trust." Muramasa warned again.
"Don't worry! Then please go slower on the road!" Zhang Zheng said with a smile.
