After hearing the satisfactory answer, Xie Yuchuan pretended to show concern for her for a few more words and then went directly to Aunt Man.
As time goes by.
The armies set out and the two sides engaged in a fierce battle.
Under the jurisdiction of the imperial court, refugees staying in the capital were settled in a place ten miles outside the city, where the imperial court built houses for the refugees to live in, making it easier to manage them uniformly.
Some refugees started working as odd jobs in the capital, and Chen Wei also selected a few younger girls to help out in the shop.
Looking at several little girls who were pale and skinny from hunger, and estimated to be only seven or eight years old, Chen Wei felt very emotional. These children were only seven or eight years old, and they were purely employed as child laborers.
But if they are not hired, they are too young to do heavy work, and because they are girls, they will be sold as slaves or sent to brothels and their lives will be ruined.
Thinking of this, Chen Wei's concerns about employing child labor faded a lot.
At least helping out in the store isn't tiring, and it also allows them to have food to eat, which is heaven for them.
"Shopkeeper Shen."
"Shopkeeper Shen."
Along the way, everyone nearby greeted her. Chen Wei nodded and smiled in response, then walked into the entrance of her new martial arts school.
This martial arts school was about to go bankrupt, so Xiaoying took over.
Although the location of the newly purchased martial arts school is not very good, it is much better than the previous yard in the alley that was used as a martial arts school. At least this martial arts school is on the street.
After this disaster, the poor people in the capital witnessed the cruelty of the disaster and the weakness of women in the disaster.
Not only did they have their porridge taken away, but even if the government provided them with shelter, no one would hire them for odd jobs because they were women.
If they wanted to survive, they had to be sold to wealthy families as slaves.
Even if they voluntarily sold themselves as slaves, they would still be picked and chosen by their masters. They would not accept those who were ugly, too thin, or looked stupid...
Knowing that it would be extremely difficult for a woman to survive without any skills, many poor people in the capital wanted to learn martial arts.
Not only can they keep themselves healthy, but they can also protect themselves. If one day they have to leave their homes like those disaster victims, they can work as security guards, which is definitely better than selling themselves as slaves.
"Oh--"
"ha--"
"Hold on for the last incense stick of your life. If you can't even endure this little hardship, give up as soon as possible!"
As soon as Chen Wei entered the room, he saw hundreds of female apprentices practicing martial arts. Every move was very powerful. It was obvious that everyone was learning very hard and not slacking off.
Chen Wei took a quick glance and didn't see Xiaoying. Just as he was about to go to the backyard to look for Xiaoying, he heard the sound of a carriage stopping behind him.
She turned her head and saw the Lu Mansion logo on the carriage, and Miss Lu got out of the carriage wearing a veil.
"Chen Wei, since you are here, I don't need to send anyone to the store to find you."
Miss Lu walked up to Chen Wei, then lifted the curtain and said to Chen Wei with a tense face: "I have something to tell you."
Chen Wei nodded and said, "Let's go inside and talk. Xiaoying is probably inside too."
Miss Lu nodded seriously, and the two of them walked towards the inner courtyard together. After seeing Xiaoying, the three of them sat down and started talking.
Chen Wei and Xiao Ying both noticed the serious look on Miss Lu's face. They didn't speak first, but watched Miss Lu put her veil on the table before they heard her say:
"The border war was lost!"
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