"Alright, alright," Chen Wujiu acted as a peacemaker and changed the subject, "Junior Brother Qin, let's get back to the point."
"Since it's a work-for-relief program, what kind of projects should we build and on what scale?"
Chen Wujiu frowned and asked questioningly.
Wei Wuyin also put away his playful expression and said with a serious look, "Autumn will come in two months. I'm afraid we need to build some shelter for these disaster victims..."
"Otherwise, once winter comes, the consequences will be disastrous!"
Chen Wujiu pondered for a moment, then said with difficulty, "But where should we relocate millions of disaster victims? We can't just build a new city, can we?"
"If we were to be repatriated, as Junior Brother Qin said, now in Jingzhou, we don't have to work and can still eat. How many people would be willing to return to their hometowns..."
As soon as the words fell.
"well--"
The two of them sighed at the same time, cooperating with each other very well.
Qin Yuan didn't understand.
This was done on purpose to get him out of the house so that he could give them advice.
Although, this work-for-relief issue should have been the responsibility of him, the Jingzhou Tongpan who was in charge of people's livelihood.
However, how could Qin Yuan, as an official appointed by the court, have the heart to dampen the enthusiasm of his two good brothers who were so devoted to state affairs and the people? How could he have the heart to undermine their passion for serving the country and the people?
Therefore, the work-for-relief task was entrusted to them.
Life is short.
Use your mouth whenever you can.
If you can slack off, do so.
You slack off, I slack off, the boss exchanges his BMW for a green orange.
You work overtime, I work overtime, and the boss changes his mistress every year.
So, Qin Yuan sat down, made himself a cup of tea, took a few sips, and said slowly: "I think it would be better to build a canal."
"Build a canal?" Wei Wuyin asked.
"Yes, build a canal." Qin Yuan nodded in affirmation.
Chen Wujiu frowned, and after pondering for a few breaths, he asked doubtfully, "But Junior Brother, if this is the case, it seems the victims still won't be able to survive this winter..."
"No, no, no." Qin Yuan shook his head and explained, "Brother, this is wrong."
"We will provide work-for-relief services to the disaster victims who participate in the construction. Once they earn enough money, they will naturally return home with their families or stay in Jingzhou."
"In this way, Jingzhou Prefecture will no longer have to bear the living expenses of these people."
"Then, as the project progresses, more and more people will get paid, and the number of disaster victims will decrease."
"Even if winter comes, solving the living problems of the remaining people is better than dealing with 150,000 people, right?"
"Besides, there's another benefit to this!"
"What benefits?" Chen Wujiu and the others asked impatiently.
Qin Yuan smiled and slowly explained, "Think about it, when the disaster victims get their wages, someone will spend it, right? They'll probably spend it on goods in Jingzhou City."
"In this way, the consumption of goods will increase. As the demand for goods increases, more and more merchants will appear in Jingzhou. Similarly, more local people in Jingzhou will produce the needed goods."
"The money distributed began to circulate in Jingzhou, one link after another, and everyone benefited."
"If it's done right, the livelihood of the entire Jingzhou City, and even half of the Great Zhou, will be revitalized."
The words fell.
"hiss!"
Chen Wujiu and Wei Wuyin took a deep breath.
The blueprint Qin Yuan drew frightened them both.
They had never thought about this problem in this way, and what Qin Yuan said was like a fairy tale.
But think about it carefully.
That’s true!
If you have money, you will definitely spend it.
As long as the money is spent, someone will benefit.
In this way, it is better than lying in the refugee camp and waiting for aid from the court, right?
However, since ancient times, when disasters occurred, the imperial court would provide disaster relief, and its only responsibility was to feed the victims and minimize the number of deaths.
Yan Zi tried this method, but it ended in a tragic outcome.
Although Qin Yuan had made it clear before that disaster relief and epidemic prevention are two different things and should be viewed separately.
But apart from being shocked, after thinking about it carefully, they still felt unsure.
And now there is a big problem.
A tyrant has been in power for too long, and the people are alienated!
therefore.
Wei Wuyin's brows were furrowed into a 川 character, and he asked in a muffled voice, "But, Junior Brother!"
“How can we ensure that disaster victims participate in the construction?”
"You know, nowadays, if you can just do nothing and have a bowl of hot porridge, why bother to toil away at such exhausting construction projects?"
"What's more, the imperial court still has some support among the victims..."
Wei Wuyin didn't dare to say anything more.
Hearing this, Chen Wujiu nodded and said in a deep voice: "That's right, Junior Brother, it seems that we can't force the victims..."
Qin Yuan sat on the chair, yawned, and asked, "Two brothers, what are the victims eating now?"
Wei Wuyin scratched his head, confused, and said, "This is disaster relief food mixed with sand and rice bran. Don't you know that, Junior Brother?"
Qin Yuan chuckled and asked, "If I give you fine food and pay you wages now, will you go?"
"Go, of course!" Wei Wuyin slapped his thigh.
"See, isn't this solved?" Qin Yuan smiled slightly.
Qin Yuan shrugged helplessly and said, "As for establishing trust, that's even easier."
"As long as we give out ten cents on the spot when recruiting, people will definitely flock to respond. By then, there's no need to worry about not having enough people."
As he was speaking, Qin Yuan suddenly sighed:
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