Entrepreneurship in a different world

At this time, the sky outside had just darkened.At this time, it was time for others to leave work and rush back.

Hearing Ah He's voice, Wen Rong went out to take a look, and there were about a dozen children standing in the narrow alley outside.

Except for the five teenage boys and girls in Atu's group last time, the remaining seven are between the ages of eight, nine and twelve, and the immaturity on the faces of two of them has not faded.

There are a few children here whose faces are warm and familiar, they are the children who collected unwanted flowers in the town last time and sent them over.

The children couldn't recognize Wen Rong, he changed his clothes and didn't wear Xia Lan's floral skirt.

"Brother Wen, the children are not paid." Seeing Wen Rong staring at the children behind him, Ah Tu explained a little helplessly, "They were going to pull weeds."

"It's okay." Wen Rong smiled at them, "It counts with me, as long as you work hard with me, you will be paid."

"We work very hard!" A little girl replied cleverly, "Big brother, you can hire us to do a lot of work. We can do everything, no worse than adults. We don't want such a high salary as adults. One oatmeal is enough for the two of us."

In order to promote her 'value', the little girl deliberately showed her arms, "Look, I have muscles."

"Amai has great strength." Ah Tu explained, "She has great strength."

"I don't eat much." The ten-year-old girl interrupted boldly.

Wen Rong smiled and nodded, "Okay, I understand. I can invite you."

"Still picking flowers and weeds? That's too easy."

"No, I ask you to help me with other things." Wen Rong looked at the faces of a dozen children looking up at him with clean and clear eyes, and suddenly wanted to work harder.

"I'll tell you about this later, wait in line to get the oatmeal."

The children couldn't believe it, and exchanged a few glances with each other.

Wen Rong went in and brought out the bamboo basket of freshly baked wheat cakes, and it was no surprise that he received eager eyes from all the children.

It's fresh oatmeal.

Occasionally, the children are also paid with fresh oatmeal, rarely, during Chinese New Year.

"Is it freshly baked oatmeal? Sister, I smell a good smell."

"Hush!!!" The older child automatically taught the younger ones to pay attention.

They have learned the truth not to show it outside since they were young.

"One for each person, take it yourself." Wen Rong waved to Ah Tu, "Ah Tu, you take the lead."

Ah Tu didn't hesitate this time, he agreed that he was hired, and he deserved to be paid.

He went up to take one in his hand, only to find that it was bigger than what they usually earn outside, he was pleasantly surprised and a little panicked at the same time.

"Don't be afraid, take it."

After the older children got their rewards, the younger ones followed. They couldn't believe it when they got their own rewards.

"Brother Atu, I have earned wheat cakes. I am able to support myself." This is a chubby little boy with a rather naive appearance.It's rare to see a child with a little flesh like him here.Considering the living conditions of the people here, it seems that this child is born like this.

The younger ones stuffed their mouths when they got paid, and the older ones fought desperately to put away the scones.There are younger children at home.

"Brother Ah Tu, I'll give you half." The little girl named Ah Mai was very sensible, and offered to give half of the wheat cake to Ah Tu. "I just ate it. It's so delicious. You should eat some too."

"Brother Atu, I'll give half to my younger brothers and sisters too, don't worry." The little chubby dun'er said with a smile and still had some scones in his mouth that he hadn't had time to swallow.

"Half of mine goes to Grandma Joan."

"I'll give it to Grandma Joan too!"

A group of cuties, chirping louder again.

"Hush!" Caiyi, the biggest girl, warned them seriously.

Wen Rong gave Atu the remaining two scones in the bamboo basket, "Take it back. Are there any adults and children at home?"

"Grandma Qiong is the one who raised me and us children in oil barrels." Caiyi whispered, "Most of us...are abandoned children."

"There are several children under the age of six in the family, and the youngest one has just learned to crawl." It was the Ah Mai who spoke, "But we will grow up soon, and we will be able to support ourselves."

Ambitious.

"Big brother, you must hire us to work." The little girl was shrewd and still remembered Wen Rong's words.To her, one scone was less important than having a job.

"Definitely." Wen Rong liked them.I like that although they are poor, they still have the fighting spirit to challenge life.I like their courage to take root and try their best to survive in this land where it is impossible to survive.

Ah He ate three pieces of baked wheat cakes in one go, and the first two pieces were purely swallowed, in order to appease his hunger.He held the latter piece in his hand and chewed slowly, savoring the taste inside carefully.

Wen Rong checked today's harvest. There were eight baskets of flowers and five bags of grass.Grass is used as fuel recently and needs to be replenished in time.

"There is really a lot of grass near 'Youshan Lake'." Ahe took a sip of water and talked to Wen Rong about what he saw when weeding the weeds today, "I don't know what happened. There used to be grass growing there, but it never looked like it. It’s like this this year. I also saw people going there to open up wasteland.”

"Open up wasteland?" Wen Rong was interested in this, "The land there can be used to grow things."

"Master Bai likes to open up wasteland in every place, but nothing has been grown." Ahe said, thinking that Wen Rong didn't know the "Master Bai" in his mouth, and then explained, "Master Bai is an old man here. , his hair and beard are all white, and he is very old. Since he was dismissed by the manor last year, he has been opening up wasteland everywhere, trying to find land that can grow food."

"Ah!" A Miao raised her hands to make a digging motion.

"It's useless. The land that can grow 'Iron Thornweed' may not necessarily be able to grow food. We have already experimented. 'Youshan Lake' has grown a lot of grass this time, which may make Master Bai think that the place can grow food." Let's plant the field, he will open up wasteland there when we go to pick flowers."

Wen Rong nodded.It turned out to be like this.

If it was him, he would give it a try.After all, I heard that a large area of ​​'Iron thorn grass' grows there.

"Brother Wen, do you really hire them to work?" Ah He asked vaguely as he put the last bite of biscuit into his mouth.

"Yeah!" Wen Rong didn't hide it from him, "We need help."

"I'm thinking about this too. We have too few people, and Mr. Qiulan needs too much goods, so we can't keep up."

"Then you think it's okay for me to hire them to work?" Wen Rong was squeezing the flower juice in his hands.

"Yes, yes. They really need work. I haven't found many good things outside the 'Jinjia Manor' these few times, and I don't even have the opportunity to work as a temporary worker two or three times a week." As a person who lived together for two years Ahe, who is the same age as the big oil barrel, understands their difficulties, "People here cherish their jobs very much. Occasionally there are bad people. If they do bad things, they will be kicked out, and there is no other place for them to be kicked out. Accepting them will end badly. So don’t worry about them not working well, and their mouths are very strict, and you don’t have to worry about talking nonsense and letting others steal our business.”

"You've said that, so let's make a decision." Wen Rong wasn't worried about stealing the business.As he said, it is not difficult to guess how they do this lip paper as long as they observe them carefully for a period of time.

If someone can do it, let him do it, even if he can make it, he may not be able to sell it in the "Nixia City". Why does Qiulan insist on letting him make a "brand"? Isn't this what he is guarding against?In case something is made, at most, it can be exchanged for something in the town.

"Go ask Ms. Xia Lan to come. She should be at work at this time, and it's not convenient for us to go there." Wen Rong thought of the lady, "Ask her opinion on this matter, and let's go to the city I came back twice and didn’t find the right time to visit, so it’s not good. Please come and try our wheat cakes.”

By the way, he also returned the things the other party lent him for use, which took several days.

Ahe ran out neatly, and it took a while to invite the Xialan people.

"Yo, I'm thinking of you." Xia Lan climbed in with difficulty, not used to the full wooden shed, and couldn't find a suitable place to stay.

Wen Rong invited her to sit on the straw mat, then took out ten copper coins from the purse, and respectfully presented them to the other party.

"Why? Ten copper coins, a big deal." Xia Lan sneered, "Bribe me?"

"Thank you." Wen Rong said modestly, "If it wasn't for you, we wouldn't know how to make money with this. You also helped us find Mr. Qiulan."

"Pfft~~Qiu Lan...Mr. Huan." Xia Lan laughed, "Does he know you call him that?"

Wen Rong shook his head in embarrassment.What else would it be called?

Xia Lan took the copper coin, "Since you dare to give it to me, you dare to accept it. Seeing how busy you are these days, you can make a fair amount."

"Hmm!" Wen Rong admitted generously, "I really didn't expect that."

"'Nishia City' has a population of 10 people. In addition to the villages outside the city that depend on it for survival, the stable population is between 120 million and 150 million. How small do you think it is? There were quite a few people there a few years ago, let alone recently.”

Wen Rong didn't know this.He thought it was at most the population of a small county on the seventh or eighth tier, and a population of 40 to [-] would be good.How could there be so many people.

"Do you know how many people there are in our 'Ghost Cave'?" Seeing his shocked expression, Xia Lan asked again.

Shaking his head.

"There were more than 7 people at the peak, and all the houses were filled. Now it's less than half. Last time I checked, there were more than 3 people still registered."

Wen Rong was surprised again.But thinking about the densely packed houses and districts here, I think it is about this number.

With a population of more than 3 compared to a population of more than 100 million, he really underestimated 'Nishia City'.