When did Shao Yin become so sweet?
It seemed as if every word he said touched his heart.
"Ahem..." Tang Yu cleared his throat to disguise his thoughts, reminding himself that this was not a counter-attack mission before pulling himself back to reality.
Although we've already contacted grain merchants and arranged housing for the refugees, this isn't a long-term solution if we have to wait for the flood to be resolved. We need to make the refugees realize that self-reliance is fundamental, and not let laziness creep in just because they have food and shelter.
If they were told at that time that they could return to their hometowns, the refugees who relied on government relief might not be willing to go back.
Tang Yu's eyes turned, and he planned to make a detailed plan to solve this problem.
But... I'm afraid I won't have time to go home often.
Tang Yu looked at Xiao Shaoyin with apology in his eyes, feeling a little embarrassed.
Unexpectedly, Xiao Shaoyin seemed to understand his thoughts. Not only did she not show any dissatisfaction, she even smiled softly, her eyes moving with grace.
"Don't worry, you can compensate me after this is done..."
Shui Dandan looked at Tang Yu with her fox eyes, and her unfinished intention was very clear.
Making love is very normal for the fox clan, and he feels that there is no need to make such things obscure.
Tang Yu coughed twice again, said "OK" dryly, and finally coaxed the person away.
Oh, don’t think about it, don’t think about it, you are still busy.
Tang Yu looked at the information about refugees collected by the yamen runners, and finally began to write down his general ideas.
Children naturally have nothing to do, but these young and strong young men can help. If they are organized into a team and taught some experience in flood control, they may be sent to the protagonist after they are well trained.
All the men who participated would be registered, and then the list would be submitted to ask for rewards when the time came.
As for these men, they don't have to worry about their wives and children going hungry after they leave. He will make arrangements to let the women participate in the porridge distribution, and they will naturally be rewarded if they do a good job.
With this two-pronged approach, and the dual rewards of compensation and rebuilding their homeland, Tang Yu was not afraid that these people would not contribute.
Relief cannot save you forever, in the end you still have to rely on yourself.
Tang Yu thought for a moment and immediately called the servant who delivered the letter:
"Have any letters come back?"
Servant: "There is a letter! I was just about to give it to you, my Lord..."
"Well," Tang Yu nodded and said, "Give it to me."
If things go as expected, it's probably the protagonist who replied, and he happened to have written down the next arrangements on the letter paper. If the protagonist thinks it's feasible after reading it, the chances of success are probably about 80 to 90.
So Tang Yu sealed the envelope and handed it to the servant.
"Go ahead, this letter is urgent."
"yes."
The servant agreed and then left, leaving Tang Yu alone sitting in the main hall.
He slowly opened the letter and read every word carefully. After finishing, a look of shock appeared on his face:
"No, why are there still people buying this book?"
The protagonist's letter only mentioned two things: one was about the progress of flood control and praised Tang Yu's behavior. The other was about this matter.
Tang Yu couldn't understand what was so attractive about the storybooks he wrote in his early years that made people spend a fortune on them. Oh, no, that's an exaggeration. People actually spent five hundred taels of gold to buy out all his storybooks.
Really, Tang Yu really couldn’t figure it out.
Although the protagonist said that the bookstore owner was willing to pay him two-fifths, Tang Yu still felt the long-lost shame rising from the soles of his feet. In the end—
Going straight to the top of the head.
The protagonist also vaguely mentioned that the bookstore owner asked him to return to the business world.
Impossible, absolutely impossible!
Tang Yu got even angrier and angrier, and finally he simply pushed the letter paper to the bottom of a pile of documents, out of sight, out of mind.
Yes, he knows nothing.
But at the same time——
After returning to the mansion, Xiao Shaoyin couldn't bear it any longer and pulled the notebook out of Nanjian's hand.
"Nanjian! You've been looking at it all day!"
Nan Jian clasped his hands together and said, "Shao Yin, I'm almost done reading it! Can you show it to me again?"
No one can stand it when the plot suddenly stops when it is full of ups and downs.
Xiao Shaoyin had no expression on her face: "I regret it, I don't want to show it to you."
This is the story between them written by Tang Yu, why should it be shown to others?
Xiao Shaoyin felt a sour feeling in her heart, especially when she was almost obsessed with Nanjian, this feeling reached its peak.
Nan Jian still didn't give up: "Shao Yin, I've helped you so much, just let me take a look?"
"Alright," Xiao Shaoyin, who had been staring at Nanjian quietly, suddenly compromised, but then made a request:
"But you have to go too when I give porridge to the refugees."
It just so happens that he can't handle it all by himself.
Nan Jian's jaw dropped when he heard this, and he subconsciously asked in surprise: "Shao Yin, did I hear it right?"
Would the heartless nine-tailed fox condescend to do such a thing?
What kind of curse did Tang Yu cast on Shao Yin?
Anyway, it’s impossible for the Nine-tailed Fox clan to be so kind, right?
However, in the face of Xiao Shaoyin's slightly threatening eyes, Nan Jian swallowed his words.
He could only bite the bullet and ask, "Shao Yin, why are you doing this?"
"Tang Yu is so busy with this matter, I have to do something."
Xiao Shaoyin's long, fan-like eyelashes trembled slightly, and when she lowered her eyes, she concealed the true emotion in his eyes. However, Nan Jian, who grew up in the same fox den as Xiao Shaoyin, somewhat understood his current mood.
"Okay, let's just treat it as a good thing." Nan Jian sighed.
But it still sounds quite funny that the nine-tailed fox actually does good deeds in the human world.
but--
"Can you at least give me the notebook?" Nan Jian looked at Xiao Shaoyin pitifully and asked.
Xiao Shaoyin threw the storybook to Nanjian in a bad mood, completely forgetting that she had also read it late into the night.
Good deeds?
These are just things that make Tang Yu happy.
There has never been any kindness in him, and he only reluctantly hid his edge because he didn't want to scare Tang Yu.
Xiao Shaoyin never forgot how those people chased him relentlessly when he was injured during the tribulation. They coveted his inner elixir unscrupulously and planned how to skin him alive after catching him.
So, how can he have a kind heart towards others?
Xiao Shaoyin's inexplicable sneer made Nan Jian tremble, but he cleverly pretended not to see anything.
What a joke, the thing he lacks the most is good eyesight.
Especially for Shao Yin.
When Xiao Shaoyin raised her eyes again, she had already pulled herself out of her memories.
If you don't think about it, you won't know. When Xiao Shaoyin thought about it, she realized that she seemed to have forgotten to deal with those old Taoist priests.
Those Taoists who have learned some basic magic will come when the opportunity arises, but if I meet them again, they will be in trouble!
Seeing this, Nanjian lowered his head silently again.
He, probably, could play blind.
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