With the joint efforts of everyone, the supplies raised temporarily alleviated the crisis at the resettlement site.
But Su Huaiyue knew that this was only a temporary solution. If he wanted to completely solve the refugee problem, he needed to take a long-term view.
She sat in a corner of the resettlement site, looking at the refugees and thinking to herself.
Suddenly, a light bulb went off in her mind, and an idea gradually emerged.
"Perhaps we can organize the refugees to learn some skills so that they can support themselves after they recover." Su Huaiyue proposed his idea to Wei Che and Jing Fangchun.
Jing Fangchun's eyes lit up, and he slammed the table and said excitedly, "Miss Su, this is a good idea. It will not only solve their food and clothing problems, but also give them a skill, so they can have a better life when they return home in the future."
"My beauty shop does need some manpower, but it's not enough to handle so many refugees. Then we can invite some famous craftsmen, embroiderers, or cooks in Youzhou City to run a training class in the name of the Governor's Mansion and teach everyone."
Jing Fangchun looked at Su Huaiyue with admiration, "Miss Su, this trick is really brilliant, but we don't have a place big enough in the entire Youzhou to accommodate so many refugees. Besides, if there is no money, how can these people be willing to come and teach these refugees?"
This is indeed the most difficult part at the moment, but Su Huaiyue has already considered it in his mind.
"We can set up some incentive mechanisms. For example, if you are willing to join our training class, we can reduce or exempt the silver fees for your children to enroll in any school in Youzhou City. Or we can reduce the medical fees for your family members."
Jing Fangchun was stunned for a moment, his eyes revealing admiration and shock.
If he had not seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed that such a method could come from a group of women.
He bowed quickly and said, "Miss Su is truly a deity!"
Su Huaiyue felt guilty after being praised by him. These were just some modern practices, and she was also stealing the experience of her ancestors.
So he waved his hands repeatedly and said, "You are too polite, Governor Jing. I was just saying it casually. It is up to you to decide how to proceed."
Jing Fangchun praised Su Huaiyue's proposal highly, and everyone immediately began to make intensive preparations.
Wei Che took the initiative to take on the responsibility of contacting craftsmen, embroiderers and cooks in the surrounding towns. Relying on the connections accumulated by the Wei family and his own abilities, he worked non-stop.
Su Huaiyue, Jing Zhiwan and Wei Yunrou calmed the refugees at the resettlement site and informed them of the organizing craft training classes.
When the refugees heard the news, they were confused and worried at first, but after Su Huaiyue's patient explanation, hope gradually ignited.
Tears welled up in the eyes of the refugees. "Ms. Su, you are truly a living Bodhisattva. You not only treated us but are also helping us learn a craft. Thank you so much."
As they spoke, the refugees were about to kneel down to Su Huaiyue.
Su Huaiyue hurriedly asked Wei Yunrou to help these people up.
"We all live on this land. There's no distinction between you and me. I've done the best I can. The rest of the journey depends on us all."
"Don't worry, Miss Su. We will not let your hard work go to waste. We will do our best to learn the craft and give it our all to support our family."
Su Huaiyue felt somewhat relieved when he heard this.
At the same time, Mrs. Wei was also busy in the Wei residence.
Madam Wei stood in the spacious courtyard, looking at the maids, housekeepers, and granddaughters-in-law with a look of concern and urgency. "Everyone, listen up! We need to quickly sort out the unused fabrics and clothing at home. Those refugees are having a hard time right now, and any help we can provide is appreciated."
The servants responded one after another and immediately scattered to start tidying up.
Madam Wei walked into the kitchen again, put on an apron, and personally selected the ingredients to prepare a nourishing soup.
As she skillfully chopped the ingredients, she said to the maidservant beside her, "Cut more red dates and wolfberries. This soup needs to be thickened to nourish the people in the resettlement center."
On the other side, Su Huaiyue had already arrived at the resettlement site.
Seeing the Wei family distributing supplies, she hurried forward, took the food, and handed it to a refugee with a smile: "Old man, please take your time. If it's not enough, let me know. How are you feeling recently? Is there anything you need?"
The old man took the food, his eyes red and his voice choked with sobs: "Girl, you are all very kind people! Having food and shelter is already very good. There is nothing else you need."
After distributing the supplies, Su Huaiyue asked the refugees one by one about their physical condition and living needs.
A young mother holding her child said somewhat embarrassedly: "Girl, the child always feels cold when sleeping at night. It would be better if she had a thicker piece of clothing."
Su Huaiyue nodded quickly and comforted him, "Don't worry, we will find a way and will not let the child get cold."
Su Huaiyue was still busy at the resettlement site, and Wei Che finally found craftsmen, embroiderers and cooks who were willing to teach.
He ran to Su Huaiyue excitedly, his face filled with joy: "Huaiyue, I have contacted a group of people who are willing to teach! They are all moved by our good deeds, and with the reward mechanism promised by Jing Fangchun, they are all happy to help."
Su Huaiyue looked up in surprise, her eyes sparkling. "Really? That's great! This solves a big problem. What about the venue?"
Wei Che thought for a moment and said, "I see there's an open, flat area near the resettlement site. We can just build a few simple sheds there. Although the conditions are a bit rudimentary, everyone is full of enthusiasm, so there will definitely be no problem."
Su Huaiyue nodded in agreement: "Okay, then let's quickly gather everyone together and try to start the training class as soon as possible."
Afterwards, Su Huaiyue and Wei Che began to organize everyone to build the shed. Everyone worked together, some carrying planks, some holding up the canvas, and encouraging each other as they worked.
After Madam Wei made the soup, she asked Wei Che to send it to the resettlement site immediately.
She looked at the full buckets of soup and instructed, "Che'er, take the soup to Huaiyue and the refugees at the resettlement site. Tell them this is a token of our appreciation."
Wei Che responded, carefully carried the soup onto the carriage, and hurried towards the resettlement site.
After a busy night, everyone worked together and finally managed to build the shed.
But Jing Fangchun looked at the dark sky and felt troubled. "Miss Su, it looks like a heavy rain is coming soon. Our shed can't withstand the heavy rain."
"Don't worry, Master Jing. Our thatched hut is not made of thatch, but of Chongju grass. It will be able to hold up for three to five years without any problems. As long as everyone pays attention, if you find any leaks, you can just repair them."
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