"Thank you all. My surname is Qin, and you can call me Madam Qin. The original intention of establishing this charity was to give women and children like me who have been abandoned by their families a place where they can live and make a living!"

"Later, I will have someone teach you some skills so that everyone has a marketable skill. When you all find new places to go, you'll have something to rely on!" Qin San Niang said loudly.

Judging from their behavior just now, there are quite a few sensible people among those we've taken in, which is something to be happy about. Yu Niang must already be Guo Er's capable assistant!

Hearing her say this, everyone was very excited. They had thought that the charity hall was only a temporary shelter for them, and that they would be evicted when it became too crowded. So, while they were staying there, they had always worried about their future. Now, things were much better; the owner had already planned for their future, so even if they left, they wouldn't have to worry about starving!

These days, skilled craftspeople will never starve!

"Master, what about us older folks? Isn't it a bit too late for us to learn the craft now?" An old woman who had just echoed Yu Niang stepped forward and asked.

She is over fifty years old and suffers from many ailments. During the escape, in order not to burden the children, she voluntarily left the group!

It's incredible that she managed to follow a caravan all the way here; it's like a miracle! She's all alone now, and even if she were allowed to leave, she wouldn't know where to go.

"Auntie, don't worry. Now that our charity has been established, we won't force anyone to leave. If you want to stay here to retire, you're welcome. Even if you can't learn a skill, you can still do some cleaning, cooking, or gardening, right? If you have a child who needs care, we'll also need your help!"

"Of course I can! These tasks are no problem for me! Don't worry, my wife!" the old woman said cheerfully. She was an optimistic person by nature. As long as she had food to eat and a place to live, what was wrong with doing what she could?

The other elderly people also breathed a sigh of relief. Only now did they truly feel that this was their home!

Qin San Niang cupped her hands and said, “Everyone, since we are gathered here by fate, this charity hall will be our common home from now on. We need to maintain it together! We also need to take care of each other in our daily lives. To put it bluntly, we are now one big family. The people standing next to you are your family members, your brothers and sisters, your elders and grandchildren. I hope we can get along well here.”

Although I am the owner here, I may not come here often. This place is managed by Steward Guo. If anyone has any issues, feel free to discuss them with him. He can make decisions on most matters. If you are unsure about something, then report to me.

Furthermore, in order to maintain the operation and order of the charity, we also need to establish some operating rules, which everyone must abide by. It is said that without rules, nothing can be accomplished; this is for everyone's benefit. If anyone violates the rules, please leave. Of course, our rules are all very reasonable, and we will solicit everyone's opinions to make them as humane as possible.

After Qin San Niang finished speaking, she told everyone to go back to their respective homes.

Guo Er found Qin San Niang's way of speaking quite novel and learned a lot from it. Thinking that the charity hall didn't have a name yet, he asked, "Boss, what do you think should be the name of our charity hall? We can't just call it Charity Hall, can we?"

After a moment's thought, Qin Sanniang said, "I cultivate myself to benefit all under heaven. How about we call it Shanji Hall?"

Shanjitang, what a good name! Guo Er nodded in agreement, thinking that he should quickly find someone to make a plaque and hang it up.

Ah, it's good to be educated; even a name you come up with sounds so nice. He's illiterate, but luckily he has a good memory.

"Guo Er, have you ever been to school?" Clearly, Qin San Niang had also considered this question. As her manager, being illiterate wouldn't do, even though most people these days were illiterate.

"Go back to the master, I grew up on the streets since I was a child, where would I get the spare money to go to school!" Guo Er scratched his head and said somewhat embarrassedly, never having felt that being illiterate was so shameful.

"Hmm, no wonder! Then I'll give you a calligraphy practice book. Start practicing from the basics. Gou Dan'er and the others will need to learn as well." Qin San Niang reached into her sleeve and pulled out a thin calligraphy practice book. After thinking for a moment, she said, "There might be some hidden talents in the charity hall. You can go and ask around another day to see if there are any literate people, regardless of gender. You can ask them to be your teachers and teach the children to read. Then you can learn along with them."

Furthermore, as the number of people in the charity hall gradually increases, we can divide them into several groups, each with a group leader. The group leader will be responsible for all daily living and work matters, which will also lighten your burden. I will draft a charter for our hall as soon as possible.”

Managing a charity is no easy task. Qin San Niang found that she had a lot to do. Fortunately, she had Guo Er and his group, otherwise it would have been very difficult for her to get away! Moreover, because of their past identities, Guo Er and his group prevented people from easily provoking them, which ensured the safety of the charity to a certain extent.

Guo Er listened to her and tried his best to write it all down. Actually, he had the same idea in mind—to select suitable people from the refugees to help manage them—and he hadn't expected that his employer had the same idea!

Guo Er secretly felt smug, thinking to himself that he was quite a competent steward. However, the thought of not being able to read made him anxious. He gripped the calligraphy book tightly, determined not to miss this opportunity! In his childhood, he had envied the young men who could attend school, but alas, as a poor boy, that was something he could never hope for.

Just as the two finished speaking, Ergen quietly walked in and reported back.

"Brother, boss. That woman went into an alley on Yangshu Street, and coincidentally, it was the house behind yours. I heard it was just rented out."

Qin San Niang nodded, "You did a good job. This woman is my sister-in-law, and the ones inside must be my husband's stepmother and the others. Please find someone to keep an eye on them. If there is any disturbance, come to Shili Gou to find me."

Guo and his companion exchanged a glance. So their employer lived in Shiligou. Did he consider them one of his own? Otherwise, why would he have told them where he lived?

"Don't worry, boss, I'll have someone keep a close eye on them," Guo Er quickly agreed.

Although the Chen family was a troublemaker, there was nothing to be afraid of! They were the original inhabitants, while this family was just a newly arrived migrant. What kind of trouble could they possibly cause on Yangshu Street? Who did they think they were!