Chapter 138 In this world, if you want to make money, nothing is easy
"100 per person, from here to the top of the mountain, no tips are accepted." Hearing Song Zhining's question, instead of refusing outright, the leading man became a little excited and answered carefully.
100, it is affordable to get to the top of the mountain from here. But she knows that it is not close to the top of Mount Xumi.
100 yuan was much cheaper than the 600 or 800 yuan per person plus tips she had paid on her phone before.
"Xiting, do you want to sit down?" Song Zhining asked Yan Xiting for his opinion.
Yan Xiting replied, "I'm fine with either. It depends on your opinion. I agree with you."
"Okay, then let's sit." Song Zhining said. In fact, since they were going to climb a mountain, walking was the best option, and Song Zhining knew that she had the physical strength to climb the mountain, but she still chose to sit in this mountain sedan and be carried up the mountain by these old men who were about the same age as her father.
When they heard Song Zhining agreed, they were very happy and excited. When Song Zhining asked them if they needed to pay first, they said no and they would pay when they arrived.
Afterwards, Song Zhining and Yan Xiting each got on a mountain-climbing sedan chair.
There were five people, four of them carried the sedan chair, and one person became a replacement.
The sedan chair was lifted up. Song Zhining looked at the sunken shoulders of the person in front of her, pursed her lips, and seemed to be thinking about something.
She didn't say anything and looked at the scenery along the way.
Song Zhining originally thought that these old men would say something, but unexpectedly, they were very quiet throughout the whole process, just playing the role of quietly carrying the sedan chair, going up the mountain step by step.
They lifted it steadily and kept the rhythm very well. Song Zhining didn't feel shaky or scared when she sat on it.
When someone can no longer hold on, someone else will come to replace him.
Occasionally, people passing by would look at them strangely when they saw the young Song Zhining and Yan Xiting being carried in a sedan chair by several people who could be their fathers.
Song Zhining pretended not to see it.
She just looked at the thin and slightly hunched back of the old man in front of her, thinking silently.
It was not until they were almost at the top of the mountain that Song Zhining took the initiative to chat with them.
Their answers were also cautious.
Only then did Song Zhining realize that they were villagers from the nearby mountains who had come out of the mountains in order to find a way to make a living and support their families.
The sedan chair bearers on Mount Sumeru have been sitting there for more than a year.
They did not talk about their family situations.
"...Don't you think it's very hard to be a sedan bearer like this?" Song Zhining asked.
When Song Zhining asked, Yan Xiting also looked at her and pricked up his ears to watch.
Hearing Song Zhining's question, the sedan bearer in front, who was called Old Zhang, laughed lightly.
"It's hard, of course it's hard."
"But in this world, if you want to make money, no matter what you do, it's hard. It's hard work, but as long as you can make money, that's fine."
"We earn money through our own efforts, and this money is earned steadily."
The master who carried Yan Xiting's sedan chair also agreed: "This job is good. When I was young, I could carry big rocks on my back. But now I am old and can't carry big rocks anymore. I am still capable."
"It's just one trip, 100 yuan. If I do it a few times a day, I can make a few hundred yuan. If there are a lot of tourists, I can make a few more trips and earn thousands of yuan. After a few days, I can have enough money for my child's schooling."
"Yes, they pay me on time. How great! Old Wu used to work on a construction site and toiled year-round, but when it was time to get paid, the developer had run away and I couldn't find him even if I tried."
"Old Zheng from our village also wanted to come out and earn this money, but he couldn't. He was sick before and his hands were shaking, so he couldn't do this job. He envied us."
…
Song Zhining thought she would hear their complaints and how difficult their lives were.
In the end, what I heard were such positive words.
Although they are old, they are still working hard to live a good life, earn money to support their families, and support their families.
They may not have much education and can only do manual labor, but their labor can earn them money. Although the money they earn is hard-earned, they feel at ease.
For a moment, she couldn't help but be moved.
She didn't continue to ask about their family situation.
But she knew that it was definitely not that good. If it were very good, she wouldn't have to work so hard to make money.
As if they saw that Song Zhining and Yan Xiting were easy to talk to, several people then told Song Zhining and Yan Xiting the story of Mount Xumi and what they had seen and heard over the past year. The atmosphere was very cheerful and harmonious.
Song Zhining also listened very carefully, and agreed from time to time.
Before we knew it, we were at the top of the mountain.
The sedan was lowered gently, Song Zhining got out, and then scanned and paid.
In such cold weather, Song Zhining saw sweat on each of their foreheads, but as the payment arrived, smiles appeared on their faces.
Luckily, they met someone who wanted to take a sedan chair down the mountain, so they took the customer in.
Before leaving, Song Zhining asked them, "Do you think it's a bad idea for young people like us to pay to ride in your sedan chairs up the mountain? After all, we are so young, but you who are carrying us are old."
Old Wu was stunned for a moment, then said, "What's wrong with this? One spends money, the other earns money. Isn't this very reasonable? You are willing to sit, we earn money, and we are happy."
As he said this, he showed an honest smile, then said goodbye to Song Zhining and Yan Xiting, and hurried to carry the person away.
Song Zhining just watched them carry the others down the mountain.
"Xiting, thank you. I think this time I came to Mount Xumi, I have seen the most beautiful scenery in the world."
Yan Xiting looked in the direction of her gaze and seemed to understand. He smiled and said, "That's good. But since we're already on the mountain, let's take a look at the scenery. The mountains are high and the clouds are vast. I think it's nice too."
Song Zhining said "hmm" softly, feeling that this trip was worth it. Her mood seemed to be different from before.
So, when she returned to Brilliant Entertainment, Song Zhining invited Charles and told him about her plans.
"Miss, do you mean to give monthly pensions to the elderly who are living in difficult circumstances in rural areas across the country?" Charles knew that wealthy people would always do some charity or donations, but he never expected that the charity done by his eldest lady would be so fresh and unconventional.
"Well, to be eligible, you must be an elderly person in the countryside who has no retirement pension, lives a difficult life, and has never done anything wrong. As long as you meet the requirements, you can receive a monthly pension of 1,500 yuan."
Song Zhining came up with the 1,500 yuan after thinking for a long time on his way back from Mount Xumi.
After hearing this, Charles frowned.
"Miss, Charles knows your intentions and kindness. Although you have a lot of assets, you have to consider the large population of Jia Country."
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
