Chapter 215 Formula Leaked?
Yu Zhiyi chuckled lightly: "Don't worry, it won't go bankrupt anytime soon."
Manager Wu: "?"
What if I become even more worried?
Just then, Hongluan returned and, upon hearing Manager Wu's concerns, chuckled, "We're not in a hurry, so why are you? Anyway, if we lose money, it's our money that's going to be lost, not yours."
"If you're worried about not getting paid in the future, you don't need to worry. I promise you, I'll keep your wages on hand. When we're about to have to stop working, I'll settle your wages and make sure you never go hungry."
Manager Wu waved his hand: "Second Master, that's not what I meant. I just think that a place as meaningful as ours shouldn't go bankrupt because of insufficient funds. That would be such a pity!"
When he first heard that a charity was going to be established here to help the poor without the aim of making a profit, he didn't believe it.
After all, which sucker gets their money from thin air?
Besides, there may be kind-hearted people these days, and those great families may also do good deeds, but their good deeds are only temporary. For example, when there is a natural disaster, they will donate some money under the organization of the imperial court, or set up a soup kitchen to distribute porridge.
These are things that can be done in a short time. They will cost money, but the amount spent is limited and may not even cover the cost of these people's meals for a few days.
But running a charity is a different story.
This is not something that happened in a day, nor in a month.
Once it's up and running, this charity will be linked to the life, death, honor, and disgrace of many people.
Most importantly, we need money to support the elderly, the infirm, and the disabled!
It requires a lot, a lot of money!
He initially thought the charity was just a gimmick and would close down after a few days.
I never expected that I would persist for so long.
Currently, there are more than 30 elderly people in Yiluan Nursing Home who are unable to take care of themselves.
The Yi Luan Orphanage now has more than twenty children.
There are more than a dozen disabled people in the facility.
These dozens of people need to spend half a tael of silver every day just on food. After all, the landlord is kind-hearted and feeds them not coarse rice or grains mixed with sand, but white flour and rice.
Each meal consisted of three dishes and a soup for four people.
The dish contains both meat and vegetables.
I eat pork ribs every two days.
Just the food alone costs more than ten taels a month.
And this is not even the biggest expense.
The real expense is the cost of hiring a doctor and the medical expenses.
Whether they are elderly, children, or disabled, they all have many ailments, big or small. When they first join Yi Luan Charity, they need to take medicine for at least seven days to regulate their bodies.
In some more serious cases, medication may need to be taken for a longer period of time.
This medicine costs anywhere from a dozen or even a hundred coins.
Manager Wu didn't even dare to calculate the costs.
Every time he calculates it, his scalp tingles.
Hongluan comforted Manager Wu a couple more times before sending him away. Then she looked at Yu Zhiyi and said, "Although I'm not afraid of living off our savings, Manager Wu's concerns are valid. Yiluan Charity can't rely solely on the two of us."
"There are still few people now, so the two of us can manage. But when there are more people in the future, or if a few people develop illnesses that require long-term consumption of ginseng and deer antler to cure, our little bit of money won't be enough."
Hongluan didn't know how much Yu Zhiyi charged for a single talisman, nor how much she charged for each service; she was simply putting herself in Yu Zhiyi's shoes.
Although she is now a top-notch embroiderer and can earn several hundred to several thousand taels of silver a month from the profits of the clothes she sells, which seems like a lot, she can't possibly invest it all in Yi Luan Charity, can she?
She still needs to eat and drink, right?
If she comes across some pretty jewelry, she'll definitely buy it, right?
Besides, she wants to do business in the future, so she needs to keep some capital and working capital.
She felt that her sister was an honest person, and that she would only accept a few taels or tens of taels at most when she gave money.
Even if you count on your fingers until they're practically smoking, you only earn a little over a thousand taels a month.
This amount of money is simply not enough to maintain a large charity.
Yu Zhiyi earnestly asked for advice: "Do you mean we should send these people out to work and earn money for us?"
When Yi Luan Charity was first established, she only provided an idea and the money; Hong Luan handled the rest.
Hongluan indeed had many ideas: "I think it's better to teach a man to fish than to give him a fish. Let's leave the elderly who are about to become immobile; they can live in peace. But those disabled teenagers haven't lost their ability to take care of themselves."
Not all of those disabled people are bedridden; rather, the parts of their bodies that are disabled vary.
For example, some are blind, some are mute, some have a limp, and some have lost an arm...
In short, each has its own tragic story.
But what if these people have completely lost their ability to take care of themselves?
That's not true.
Aside from those who are completely paralyzed and bedridden, those with all four limbs intact and those with only one unusable part can, in Hongluan's view, live by their own abilities.
Hongluan said, "Do you remember that faraway country I told you about? There, disabled people can also support themselves with their own abilities, and even win glory for their country."
"A person with a missing leg can run with a prosthetic leg; a person without a hand can practice calligraphy, eat, and dress with their feet..."
Yu Zhiyi listened with longing: "That must be a happy country."
Hongluan paused for a moment: "Yes, it is a happy country where everyone can have enough to eat, wear warm clothes in winter, and hide in a cool room in summer."
Yu Zhiyi looked at her stunned expression and pursed her lips.
"If any items or people from that country can flow into the Great Sheng Empire, perhaps we can find a way to that country. If you want to go then, I will go with you."
Hongluan's beautiful fox-like eyes suddenly reddened, but she smiled and said, "That's just a story, something people imagine. Where in this world is there such a perfect place?"
some.
But she can't go back.
Yu Zhiyi didn't know what to say, so she changed the subject: "Then you can inquire and see if there are any suitable candidates who can be hired to teach those disabled people their skills."
Hongluan nodded: "This is what I'm thinking. We'll teach them skills first, and once they can support themselves, we can let them leave the Deficiency Institute. Or, we can provide them with a way to make a living."
“If we introduce them to jobs, we’ll earn a small commission. If someone wants to start a small business, we can provide solutions and ideas, or even technical support, and we’ll take a cut or a one-time buyout fee.”
"Of course, these are just my initial ideas. Anyway, the start-up capital can last for another year. We'll think about the rest later."
Yu Zhiyi was deeply inspired and a vague idea began to form in her mind.
Suddenly, the young master rushed in, looking extremely anxious: "Second Master Jiang, Second Master Jiang!"
Hongluan became irritated upon hearing the voice: "What is it, young master?"
"Did you supply other restaurants as well? Or did you sell the recipe for spicy strips?"
Hongluan: "What?"
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