After I was Exiled, I Became a Noble Minister Chapter 136

    Mu Wanqing calmly retracted her gaze and said with a smile, "Second brother, choose black for father, and grey for mother."

    Mu Zi lowered her head to choose the color, "isn't the gray one good? I think the bright red one looks good."

    Mu Wanqing squatted down and picked it up with him, "Then have it all."

    You should get a few more delicate colors, pink, light yellow, light purple, green, these are the colors that girls like.

    Mu Ziang's eyes lit up, "this is a good idea, it's our brother and sister's filial piety."

    Mu Zicheng is still in charge of the commodity street business in Ganzhou, and will not be able to come back until the New Year.

    "Then..." Mu Ziang thought about it too, "just get three, but there are too few colors, and there is no room for choice."

    Mu Wanqing pulled the grey wool thread over and put it on the machine, "There's no need to be the same, it's okay to get a hat."

    The two brothers and sisters had a lot of business and talked very lively.

    Du Shaoxuan looked at the incomparable loss in their hearts, she...doesn't she know his intentions? So indifferent and quiet, there is not a trace of strangeness.

    He shook his head, put those disappointments behind him, and joined them with a smile, "The gray hat looks good, it can be matched with a scarf."

    "Yes, yes, just do it." Mu Ziang accepted his suggestion happily.

    In one afternoon, everyone was doing experiments around the sweater machine, which was more than double the efficiency of hand weaving.

    It can be said that the works completed in half a month can now be completed in a few hours.

    Mu Wanqing instructed, "Order a thousand machines first, hurry up, and try to complete the order as soon as possible."

    The army's order has to be delivered before the new year, but now there is not one tenth of it.

    "Yes."

    "Add a few more delicate colors, girls like it."

    From ancient times to the present, women and children have the best money.

    "Yes."

    “Unify training skills for employees, so that they can master this technology earlier.”

    "Yes."

    Seeing that she was busy and looked after her flawlessly, Du Shaoxuan got up and said goodbye, "Wanqing, I'm leaving, I'll come to play with you next time."

    Mu Wanqing escorted him to the gate with a smile, and brought him all the results of today's experiment as a return gift.

    "It's good to take it back and reward others." She handed over a list, "I'm sorry."

    Du Shaoxuan took a look at it, all the professionals and tools she needed.

    What she wants are top craftsmen, only the configuration of the royal family.

    The Xiliang area lacks everything, and the talents and resources are extremely scarce.

    "Okay, it's on me."

    "Eat well, rest well, work can't be done, you know?"

    "Know, know."

    Mu Wanqing watched him go away and raised her eyebrows, she really didn't know he still had such thoughts.

    I regard you as a friend, but you want to date me, um, that's what you mean.

    However, she is only fourteen years old and has not yet reached the age of marriage, so marriage matters are not considered for the time being.

    This is the most important juncture in her career, and a man will only hinder her speed of sword.

    The five-year plan has been formulated, and the next step is to make a full impact. She will realize her dream step by step.

    The people of Xiliang will no longer suffer from hunger and cold, and everyone will rely on their own hands to live a worry-free life.

    And she uses economic means to achieve her political goals.

    Why women can only be trapped in the backyard, tying the honor and disgrace of their lives to men? Why do women have to endure so much injustice? Why can't women do politics?

    She refuses!

    Then let her be the first to break the old system.

    Rights are always fought for by oneself!

    "Uncle Zhong, I want to adopt some orphans and put them on the farm."

    Mu Zhong's eyes lit up, "Yes, Miss wise."

    The orphans raised from childhood are definitely more loyal than those raised halfway, and they are good helpers when they grow up.

    Miss, this stall is getting bigger and bigger, and there are not enough people.

    Mu Wanqing smiled slightly, she saved those children, raised them, they worked for her all their lives, no problem.

    Mainly, she wants some latecomers who can inherit her ideas and who can keep up with her in terms of thinking and knowledge.

    Just do it, there are still quite a few orphans in the Xiliang area. Many children were displaced due to the war.

    Mu Wanqing built a boarding school in the corner of the farm for this purpose. The house made of cement and stone bricks is bright and spacious.

    Two four-story buildings are built opposite each other, one is a teaching building, the other is a dormitory building, a small playground in the middle, and a two-story building on the left, which is used as a canteen and a bathhouse.

      A chef, two cleaning aunts.

    Children under the age of four do not have the ability to take care of themselves. There are still a lot of these children, so another kindergarten is opened, and eight living aunts take care of them.

    Children were very scared at first when they came to an unfamiliar environment, but after the first meal, they immediately put their fears behind.

    The fat meat buns are enough! So fragrant! It's no problem to eat some to make them die!

    After eating, I was taken to the bathhouse to take a bath. After washing, I would wear new clothes. I am so happy, there is wood!

    In addition, each child can receive a quilt, a set of toiletries, and two sets of clothes, shoes and socks.

    Sleeping in the warm blanket, the children dare not fall asleep, for fear that it is all just a dream.

    In the end, I couldn't bear to fall asleep. The first thing I did when I woke up the next day was to open my eyes and touch the little quilt on my body, ah, it's true!

    The bell rang, and the children looked at each other, but did not respond.

    "Dong dong dong." There was a knock on the door, the voice of the dormitory aunt, "Get up, we have class today, the first class is the lady who will come to teach everyone."

    Miss? The children crawled up, is it the young lady who adopted them? Get up.

    In the cafeteria, each child receives a breakfast, two meat buns, a bowl of millet porridge and an egg.

    Everyone cherishes a small bite to eat. For them, this is a delicious food they have never eaten before, and they are so happy.

    An older child suddenly said, "If you eat like this every day, will you make the young lady poor? If the young lady has no money, she can't adopt us."

    Other children are dumbfounded, what should I do? "Then let's eat less."

    Seeing this, the auntie in the cafeteria said loudly, "Eat up all the food given, don't waste it, the lady is very good at making money."

    Really? Everyone expressed doubts, the lady is a girl, how could it be possible to make money?

    After dinner, everyone didn't leave, just waiting for Mu Wanqing to arrive in the cafeteria.

    Only the cafeteria can hold more than a thousand people.

    Soon, Mu Wanqing hurried over, looking at the dark group of children, she couldn't help laughing, they were all new forces in the future.

    The future is up to you guys.

      The patriarch is the owner of Qingping Township, personally appointed by the emperor, and also your principal, so you will call me the principal in the future."

    Principal? Everyone looked at each other and didn't quite understand.

    Mu Wanqing pointed at a child standing in the front row. "Come on, little guy, what's your name?"

    The child who was targeted was stunned for a moment, her face flushed red, she opened her mouth and could not make a sound, Mu Wanqing looked at him tenderly, her brows and eyes tender.

    For a long time, the child Ai Ai said, "I...my name is Gouzi."

    He is a homeless child. He was adopted by an old beggar since he was a child. He lives by begging. He only remembers hunger and cold.

    In winter, she shrank on the wall and shivered, just to beg for a bite to eat.

    Last year, the old beggar died of illness, and his life was even more difficult.

    It can be said that he has never felt any warmth in this world.

    Mu Wanqing has always been patient with her children, "Do you like this name? If you don't like it, I can help you come up with a name."

    "I don't like it." The child said without hesitation, "Miss, help me get one."

    "My surname is Mu, so you should follow the surname Mu." Mu Wanqing pondered for a while, "Mu Yuzhang, the word Yuzhang comes from a famous parallel essay "Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng", which will I will teach you."

    She wrote three big characters of Mu Yuzhang on a piece of white paper, and handed the paper to him, "Well, this is your name, you must learn to write your own first."

    The child's eyes sparkled with joy, and he held his name carefully in both hands. He looked and looked, and he had a big name.

    Suddenly, I have a sense of belonging to this place, his surname is Mu! Mu family!

    Mu Wanqing patted the child's head, "Eat well, sleep well, study well, and work for me when I grow up, you know?"

    Her hands are very warm, and she doesn't dislike that this is a little beggar at all. The child's eyes are hot for some reason, "I can help you with your work now, don't drive me away."

    Mu Wanqing can understand the insecurity of these wandering children, "Well, work for me in your spare time, and I will pay the wages."

    Children can still knit hats and socks, as long as they feel at ease.

    According to her plan, children over the age of seven will work and study part-time, study part-time, and do whatever they can.

    Generally, children from poor families have to work since childhood.

    Hearing this, the child is overjoyed. If there is work, he will not be driven away, and he will not be eaten and poor by them, right?

    Mu Wanqing's name is simple and rude, regardless of gender, she used "Tengwang Pavilion Preface", Mu Gu County, Mu Hongdu, Mu Xinfu, Mu Xingfen...

    Anyway, the names of these children are linked together to form a complete "Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng".

    Not enough, find another parallel essay.

    For every name she puts on the roster.

    Only a few want to keep the original name, most of them have a new one, and soon, the roster will be thick.

    She looked at the roster, and the proportion of girls was higher. When encountering disasters, girls are the first group to be abandoned.

    There are also many disabled children who are thrown away when they can't afford it. Such children are the most miserable.

      Note (1)

    Grandpa once said that if you are poor, you can be alone, and if you are successful, you can help the world.

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