As the children watched Qingyan prepare meat, they couldn't help but think of the fish that were alive by the stream. They had been catching quite a few fish from the stream to fill their stomachs these past few days.
"Fourth Master, the quicklime has arrived!" A guard came to Yin's side and whispered in his ear.
"You arrange for people to spread this quicklime along the stream, and have the disaster victims scoop out all the dead fish from the stream and bury them. Layer the dead fish with quicklime, and make sure it's buried properly!" Yin instructed. "Eight copper coins per person per day, and four for the children."
Yin remembered the things recorded in the book, and he had to admit that the booklet really did have an unknown effect.
"Master, I'm going over there. Those children are causing trouble." Su Peisheng walked over helplessly. He went to the stream to try to stop them, but the children of the disaster victims gathered around. Su Peisheng was preparing to smash up their natural meat shop.
Qingyan stood aside, listening to the situation, and felt a little anxious.
If one person contracts the plague, then everyone will be besieged.
"Fourth...we must stop it by force." Qingyan quickly asked Yin to step in.
None of the others, including Fei Yanggu, were as advantageous as Yinzhi coming forward. Among the people who came with him, there would definitely be guards dispatched by Kangxi. They were to report on the Fourth Prince's every move according to Kangxi's instructions.
"Little darling, is this really appropriate?" Yin was very worried about whether he could really stop the disaster victims from gathering around.
"We have to do it even if it's inappropriate, because it concerns everyone's safety." Qingyan had already directed the guards who had come with him to go to the county town and buy a large quantity of vinegar.
Seeing the little guy's bitter expression, Yin could only nod.
One of the old stoves has been requisitioned; it was burning vinegar, and the air was filled with the smell of vinegar.
In the corner of each tent, a small path was set up with a small bowl of vinegar on it. Even though it was a bit hot inside the tent, the women understood, after Qingyan's persuasion, that they had to take precautions to ensure the children's safety.
Everyone went about their own business, with Su Xin following Qing Yan's side, watching the little guy wander around several large pots.
As evening fell, the aroma of lamb bones being cooked by Qingyan filled the air, and the children who had been helping to dig pits or retrieve dead fish by the stream all turned to look at the stove.
Qingyan wiped her slightly dirty face with a small handkerchief, and looking at the steaming mutton soup in the big pot, she couldn't help but feel a little hungry.
Su Lan was worried about Qing Yan, who had never suffered such injustice before. She felt so sorry for the little darling.
"Princess, please rest for a while." This large pot of mutton soup has been simmering for two hours, with Qingyan adding seasonings as needed. These were all specially prepared by Qingyan.
She shook her head. Her father and the others were counting the relief supplies that had been delivered, and they didn't look very good.
Yin had all the disaster relief silver coins exchanged for copper coins. From now on, the disaster victims will work hard to earn money to build houses after the earthquake in Anu.
"Aunties, starting tomorrow, I'll give each of you ten copper coins every day. You'll cook three meals a day and wash the dishes for everyone." Qingyan watched the women washing the vegetables that had been delivered, and some of them were peeling garlic.
The women who had gathered all nodded when they heard that cooking would also earn them a job carrying bricks.
In the past few days, the imperial court has not sent any disaster relief personnel, and they have been cooking for free.
"Yes, Princess, our cooking is very simple." These people who came did not look like ordinary people, and they were worried that the food they prepared would not suit the tastes of the distinguished guests.
"No need, Sulan will help out too. You still need to cook this big pot of food!" Qingyan had several small stoves set up on the side, with meals specially prepared by Qingyan for patients on them.
Today, those patients who had fevers have been isolated, and the three imperial physicians who came with them have gone to make diagnoses.
The women looked at Qingyan with smiles in their eyes, without a trace of contempt. They couldn't help but sigh, thinking that Yin and Qingyan were probably well-educated, which made them feel very comfortable.
In the places where they lived, the wealthy and officials with money would feel sorry for them, and some people didn't even regard them as human beings.
"Princess, are you preparing so many dishes today?" In addition to mutton soup, Qingyan also prepared several spicy dishes. Since everyone lives by the water, they need to frequently dispel dampness.
At dinner, bowls of dishes appeared, with mutton stew as the main dish. The returning men were stunned by the scene before them.
At dawn, they got up and went to the entrance of the county town, hoping to earn more money so that they could have more money to build a new home when they returned to their hometown.
After dinner, Yin let Qingyan sit beside him, while he and Fei Yanggu stood in front to comfort the disaster victims.
"For this disaster relief effort, there was no money for resettlement. I've already spent all the resettlement funds on copper coins. Every day, for everyone's hard work, I will give you a certain amount of compensation." Yin looked at the strong laborers. They waited at the city gate for a day, and they worked alongside the construction team for a day, which was also a day. "In previous years, we hired outsiders to build disaster relief houses, and you could only wait for work at the city gate. I believe that there must be skilled house builders among you. Let's build our homes ourselves. After the Spring Festival, when you return to your hometowns, you will have enough money."
Yin's method gave many strong laborers a glimmer of hope. They coveted the silver each time, but they couldn't fight against the locals.
"Sir, is what you say true?" The disaster victims sent an elderly man to talk to Fei Yanggu and others about the future.
Qingyan looked at the old man in front of him. He was about sixty years old and his hair was completely white. He hoped that his children could receive better care.
"Yes, I've already arranged everything. The different tasks mean different daily wages." Fei Yanggu had already listed all the jobs, and there was also the salary that Fei Yanggu and Yin had discussed and agreed upon based on the county's wages.
The old man was literate. He watched as Fei Yanggu and the others erected a wooden sign in the open space. On the sign were salary charts, clearly showing the number of people, their ages, genders, and salaries required for each job.
Everyone felt reassured after listening to what the old man, Su, said.
This way, things won't change, and they can focus on their work with peace of mind.
"By the way, you and my guards filled out everyone's work information and distributed wages. Every evening after dinner, everyone was paid according to the day's records. You received 15 copper coins daily, which requires someone who can read to do. Does anyone have any questions?" Yin said loudly.
Everyone shook their heads. Yin's arrangements were already very good; no one objected. (To be continued. If you like this work, please vote for it on Qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to read.)
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