Chapter 1198

The original Xiang Army barracks outside the city, the original Xiang Army camp, because of the reduction and migration of hundreds of thousands of Xiang troops in the Great Song Dynasty to the North Shaanxi Road. The non-commissioned officers in the Xiang Army camp outside Bianliang City in Tokyo were almost empty.

And now, it is already full of people here, more than 50,000 displaced people are temporarily living here at this moment, and the household department is daily to transfer grain to Xiangfu County under Kaifeng Prefecture, boil porridge and food, in order to supply these people.

Those homeless people who had just used up the porridge at noon, but still felt hungry and ragged, were staying together in groups of three or five, chatting a few words from time to time, but more often complaining, complaining that the porridge in the government was not thick enough, complaining that even in a big city like Bianliang, Tokyo, it was not so easy to find things if they wanted to find a job and sell coolies.

Especially because of the arrival of these displaced people, many traders gave a lot less prices for short-term work, and the little money they earned was not enough to weigh even two catties of meat.

If it was winter, even if the Son of Heaven was merciful, he did not drive the big guy out of this barracks. But a family of young and old, after all, they need to buy some charcoal or peat to keep warm, and they also need to add thick and warm clothes. What's more, there are also children who are growing up, if they have been living on only two meals of porridge a day, it will just be hanging.

Everyone's faces were full of worry about the future and confusion about the current bleak situation......

Just when everyone was feeling that the worst thing in life was to become a homeless person, they suddenly heard a loud gong exploding not far away, which shocked the group of homeless people who were full of food and were panicking.

"Could it be that you want to put us in the army?" A man who was over forty years old, with a wrinkled robe on his body, looked like a scholar with a bit of culture, blinked, and looked at dozens of sturdy men, each holding a gong and striking it while walking into the camp of the Xiangjun army.

"Xiang Jun? Phew, good iron doesn't hit nails, good men don't serve soldiers, whoever the fuck wants to go. A rough man next to him couldn't help but snort, and said with a resentful face.

"Ladies and gentlemen, listen, Wanhong Trading Company is recruiting, and the famous Wanhong Trading Company is recruiting......"

"Wanhong Trading Company is recruiting here today, whether you have a skill or not, you can apply, the daily salary starts from 80 Wen, and the daily salary is ......."

These fierce men wandered through the camp of the Xiang army, and began to read out the proclamation aloud to the outcasts who had stood up or poured out of the room.

"Wanhong Trading Company, it's actually Wanhong Trading Company?"

"The daily salary is actually 80 yuan, and it is settled on a daily basis. This, is this true?! ”

The dark faces of the young men among the homeless people all showed strange looks.

Wanhong Trading Company, it is actually Wanhong Trading Company recruiting workers, Wanhong Trading Company is not said to be in Gyeonggi Road, even in the entire Great Song Dynasty, it can really be said that everyone knows about it.

Even these homeless people had heard of the products of Wanhong Trading Company in the past, and even many people's homes had used iron stoves produced by Wanhong Trading Company, or cotton products produced by Wanhong Trading Company.

Therefore, in the hearts of ordinary people, when it comes to Wanhong Trading Company, they will think of Wanhong Trading Company's products, which are not only excellent in quality but also durable.

This naturally also brought a lot of goodwill to Wanhong Trading Company in the hearts of the people. And now, this reputable Wanhong trading company is actually recruiting workers here.

This made the homeless people who were originally confined to these families in this military camp, hanging their lives every day on porridge and food, and were worried about their future livelihoods, could not help but rise hope in their hearts.

"This uncle, what you said is true?" A bold homeless man couldn't help but stand up and salute a gong man who was about to walk over.

"Nonsense, of course it's true, don't you see what this is?" The plagiaristic man pointed to his left chest angrily, and there were four eye-catching characters embroidered on it: Wanhong Trading Company.

"We are all from Wanhong Trading Company, I heard that there are displaced people here, and there is no livelihood, so the owner of our Wanhong Trading Company decided to contribute to the court, and in order to let everyone not only survive, but also live well, so we specially asked us to come over to recruit workers......

With that, the big man took the mallet of the gong and pointed to the distance behind him. "Have you seen it over there, it's a place dedicated to recruiting workers, if you're interested, go there, after this village, there will be no such shop."

"Let's go, let's go and see......" When the first homeless person takes a step, there will be a second, and a third.

An old man with gray hair looked at the young men walking away quickly, he hesitated, but when he glanced at the room behind him, he saw his son who had injured his leg, and the two grandchildren who were waiting to be fed, as well as the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, and the two women, couldn't help but stomp their feet and follow the team.

"You old king, at your age, you still want to work hard? Rest, you ......" An old man next to him couldn't help but cry out.

"Isn't it better than looking at the excitement?" With gray hair and a slightly stiff back, he couldn't help but glared at the familiar neighbor and strode away......

Soon, thousands of displaced people began to rush towards the open space of the Xiangjun Academy, and when they saw so many people flocking over, the hundreds of Xiangfu County officers who were dispatched over instantly felt a lot of pressure.

"Don't fucking crowd, hurry up and line up, line up in accordance with your usual way of receiving porridge, don't cut in line, Wanhong Trading Company has a lot of people to recruit, everyone has a share, whoever fucking cuts in the queue again, will be disqualified......"

With the shouts and threats of those errand soldiers, the homeless people who had been accustomed to queuing for porridge on weekdays finally came to their senses and lined up honestly.

Fortunately, the school field of this military camp is also large enough, and there are nearly 100 teams, and at the front of each team is a desk, behind which a young scribe sits, and there are pens, inks and tables on the desk.

The young man at the front of the queue squeezed out a smile at the young scribe with some trepidation. "Childe, little ......"

"Are you here to apply?" The scribe smiled, his friendly smile dissipating the homeless man's nervousness a lot.

"Yes, the villain is here to apply."

"First ......"

"Wu Xiaoqi."

"Age...... How old are you? ”

"Oh, the little one will be twenty-three next month."

"That's twenty-two...... How many people are in your family? Tell me more about it. ”

"My mother is still here, my father, my father is gone, I just married my daughter-in-law, by the way, I have two younger sisters below, one fifteen, one thirteen......"

"Your profession?"

"The profession, the small, the small is not clear."

"Huh? Yes, I just asked you how to farm? Okay, in addition to farming, can you be a carpenter, or a mason, or can you make iron? ”

"The little one knows how to do some mason work, and usually repairs the houses of the people in the village......"

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