Mu Wanqing calmly withdrew her gaze and said with a smile, "Second brother, pick the black one for Dad, and Mom will pick the gray one."

Mu Ziang lowered his head to choose the color, "Gray doesn't look good, right? I think bright red looks good."

Mu Wanqing squatted down and picked with him, "Then take them all."

We should use more bright colors, such as pink, light yellow, light purple, and emerald green, which are the colors that girls like.

Mu Ziang's eyes lit up, "This is a good idea. It can be considered as a gift from us brothers and sisters."

Mu Wanqing's lips curled up slightly, "Isn't it bad to leave big brother behind?"

Mu Zicheng is still running the commercial street business in Ganzhou and will not be back until the Chinese New Year.

"Then..." Mu Ziang thought about it and agreed, "Just make three, but there are too few colors and there is no room for choice."

Mu Wanqing pulled the grey wool yarn over and put it on the machine. "It doesn't have to be the same. You can make a hat."

The brother and sister discussed the matter and had a lively conversation.

Du Shaoxuan looked at them and felt extremely disappointed. She... didn't know his feelings, did she? She was so calm and indifferent, without any sign of abnormality.

He shook his head, putting all the disappointment behind him, and joined them with a smile, "The gray hat looks good, and it can be matched with the scarf."

"Not bad, not bad, let's do it." Mu Ziang happily accepted his suggestion.

For an entire afternoon, everyone gathered around the sweater machine to experiment, which was more than twice as efficient as hand knitting.

It can be said that the work that previously took half a month to complete can now be completed in a few hours.

Mu Wanqing gave the order, "Order one thousand machines first. Move quickly and try to complete the order as soon as possible."

The military's orders had to be delivered before the New Year, but now less than one-tenth of them are available.

"yes."

"Add a few more bright colors, girls will like it."

From ancient times to the present, money from women and children is the easiest to make.

"yes."

"We will uniformly train the employees so that they can master this technology as soon as possible."

"yes."

Seeing that she was busy and had no time to care about other things, Du Shaoxuan stood up and said goodbye, "Wanqing, I have to go now. I will come to play with you next time."

Mu Wanqing smiled as she saw him off to the gate, and gave him all the results of today's experiment as a return gift.

"Take it back and divide it up. It would be nice to reward the servants." She handed over a list. "Thank you for your help."

Du Shaoxuan took it and took a look. They were all the professional talents, tools and materials she needed.

What she wanted were top craftsmen and equipment that only the royal family had.

The Xiliang region lacks everything, including talent and resources.

"Okay, I'll take care of it."

"Eat well, rest well, there is no end to the work, you know?"

"Yes, yes."

Mu Wanqing watched him go away and raised her eyebrows. She really didn't know he had such thoughts.

I treat you as a friend, but you actually want to hook up with me. Well, that's what you mean.

However, she is only fourteen years old and has not yet reached marriage age, so marriage is not a consideration for the time being.

This is the most critical moment in doing business, and men will only hinder the speed of her sword.

The five-year plan has been drawn up, and the next step is to make a full effort and realize her dream step by step.

The people of Xiliang will no longer suffer from hunger and cold, and everyone will be able to live a life without worries about food and clothing with their own hands.

And she used economic means to achieve her political goals.

Why can women only stay in the backyard and depend on men for their honor and disgrace? Why do women have to endure so much injustice? Why can't women participate in politics?

She doesn't accept it!

Then let her be the first one to break the old system.

Rights must always be fought for by oneself!

"Uncle Zhong, I want to adopt some orphans and raise them on the farm."

Mu Zhong's eyes lit up, "Yes, Miss, you are wise."

Orphans who are raised from childhood are definitely much more loyal than those trained midway, and they will be good helpers when they grow up.

The lady's business is getting bigger and bigger, and she doesn't have enough manpower.

Mu Wanqing smiled slightly. She saved those children and raised them. There was nothing wrong with them working for her all their lives.

Mainly, she wanted some successors who could inherit her ideas, and whose values, thinking, knowledge and abilities could keep up with hers.

Just do it. There are still many orphans in Xiliang area. Because of the war, many children are displaced. Some of them have lost both parents and have to live with others. Their life is very difficult.

Mu Wanqing built a boarding school in a corner of the farm. The house made of cement bricks was bright and spacious.

Two four-story buildings are built opposite each other, one is the teaching building and the other is the dormitory building. In the middle is a small playground. On the left is a two-story building, which is used as a canteen and bathhouse.

Each dormitory houses ten people and has large bunk beds. There are two public toilets on each floor. Girls live on the third and fourth floors, and boys live on the first and second floors. There are four dormitory managers, two cooks, and two cleaning ladies.

Children under the age of four are unable to take care of themselves, and there are quite a few of them, so we opened another kindergarten and assigned eight nannies to take care of them.

The children were scared at first when they came to the unfamiliar environment, but after eating their first meal, they immediately put their fear behind them.

There are plenty of white and plump meat buns! So delicious! They are so delicious that they will work hard!

After eating a full meal, I was taken to the bathhouse to take a bath. After I was washed clean, I was given new clothes to wear. I was so happy, wasn’t I!

In addition, each child can get a quilt, a set of toiletries, and two sets of clothes, shoes and socks.

Sleeping in the warm bed, the children were afraid to fall asleep, fearing that all this was just a dream.

Finally, I couldn't hold on any longer and fell asleep. The first thing I did when I woke up the next day was to open my eyes and touch the quilt on my body. Ah, it was real!

When the bell rang, the children looked at each other, still unresponsive.

“Knock, knock, knock.” There was a knock on the door. It was the voice of the dormitory manager. “Hurry up and get up. There are classes today. The first class is taught by Miss.”

Miss? The children grumbled and got up. Is it the lady who adopted them? Get up quickly.

In the cafeteria, each child received a breakfast of two meat buns, a bowl of millet porridge and an egg.

Everyone ate it bite by bite, carefully. To them, it was the most delicious food they had ever tasted. It was such a blessing.

An older child suddenly said, "If we eat like this every day, will the young lady go broke? If she has no money, she won't be able to adopt us."

The other children were dumbfounded. What should they do? "Then we should eat less."

Seeing this, the cafeteria auntie shouted, "Eat up all the food that's been distributed, don't waste it, the young lady is very good at making money."

Really? Everyone was skeptical. How could a girl be good at making money?

But, as children who have experienced hardships, they will understand other people’s expressions and not dwell on it.

After dinner, no one left and waited for Mu Wanqing to arrive in the cafeteria.

Only the cafeteria can accommodate more than a thousand people.

Soon, Mu Wanqing rushed over. Looking at the huge group of children, she couldn't help but smile. They were all the new forces of the future.

Little ones, the future depends on you.

She brought a blackboard and wrote her name on it with chalk. "In the first class, let's introduce ourselves to each other. My name is Mu Wanqing. I'm the patriarch of the Mu family, the owner of Qingping Township appointed by the emperor himself, and also your principal. You can call me principal from now on."

Principal? Everyone looked at each other, not quite understanding.

Mu Wanqing casually pointed at a child standing in the front row. The children were all dressed the same and had no development, so it was hard to tell whether they were boys or girls. "Come on, little one, what's your name?"

The child who was chosen was stunned for a moment, his face turned red, and he opened his mouth but no sound came out. Mu Wanqing looked at him tenderly with gentle eyes and brows.

After a long while, the child hesitantly said, "My name is Gouzi."

He was a homeless child who was adopted by an old beggar when he was young. He made a living by begging. The only memories he had were hunger and cold.

In the middle of winter, they would huddle against the wall and shiver, just to beg for something to eat. If they couldn't get anything, they would be beaten by the old beggar.

Last year, the old beggar died of illness, and his life became even more difficult. He could not compete with others for land, so he could only compete with wild dogs for food.

It can be said that he has never felt a bit of warmth in this world.

Mu Wanqing has always been very patient with children. "Do you like this name? If not, I can help you come up with a new one."

"I don't like it." The child said without hesitation, "Miss, please help me choose one."

"My last name is Mu, so you should follow my last name too." Mu Wanqing hesitated for a moment, "Mu Yuzhang, the word Yuzhang comes from a famous parallel prose, "Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng". I will teach you in the future."

She wrote the three characters "Mu Yuzhang" on a piece of white paper and handed it to him. "Here, this is your name. You all need to learn how to write your own name first."

The child's eyes were shining with joy. He held his name carefully in his hands and looked at it again and again. He finally had a big name.

Suddenly, he felt a sense of belonging to this place. His last name was Mu! Mu family!

Mu Wanqing touched the child's head and said, "Eat well, sleep well, study hard, and work for me when you grow up, okay?"

Her hands were warm, and she didn't mind that this was a little beggar. The child's eyes were warm for some reason. "I can help you right now, please don't chase me away."

Mu Wanqing could understand the insecurity of these wandering children. "Okay, work for me in your spare time, and I will pay you."

It’s okay to knit hats and socks for children, just to make them feel at ease.

According to her plan, children over the age of seven will work and study part-time, studying half a day and doing something within their ability half a day.

Generally, children from poor families have to work from a young age.

After hearing this, the child was very happy. If he had work to do, they wouldn't chase him away, and he wouldn't be out-earned by them, right?

Mu Wanqing named them simply and crudely, regardless of gender, using the words from "Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng", Mu Gujun, Mu Hongdu, Mu Xinfu, Mu Xingfen...

Anyway, the names of these children put together form a complete "Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng".

It’s not enough, find another parallel prose.

With each name she came up with, she made a note on the roster.

Only a very small number wanted to keep their original names, and most of them gave themselves a new name. Soon, the list became a thick book.

She looked at the roster and saw that the proportion of girls was higher. When a disaster occurs, girls are the first group to be abandoned.

There are also many disabled children who are abandoned because they cannot be raised. These children are the most miserable.

It is destined to be a long and tortuous road to ensure that the elderly are provided for, the young are educated, the poor are supported, the needy are helped, and the widowed, the lonely, the disabled and the sick are all provided for. Note (1)

Her grandfather once said, if you are poor you should take care of yourself, but if you are rich you should help the world. She has always followed her grandfather's teachings and never dares to forget them for a moment.

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Note (1) From Confucius’ Book of Rites, Li Yun