"Hey! Raise it up a little bit over there! ”

"There's not much wood! Bring me another piece of wood! ”

"Nails! There's a nail missing here! ”

In the early morning, the sound of hammers woke Ma Wei, wrapped in a blanket, pushed open the window, and saw the busy workers on the street.

They got up early in the morning to work, they were very motivated, they worked hard to build wooden sheds, many people were working spontaneously, and the streets were bustling and lively.

"Daddy!"

Yunia was also woken up, she ran into the bedroom with Xiao Hei and Xiao Hei sitting on Xiao Hei's back, holding a bear doll in her hand, and said excitedly: "It's so lively down there, let's go out and play!" ”

Ma Wei readily agreed to his daughter's request, and after washing up, he changed his clothes and walked downstairs with Yunia, and the refugees kept greeting him, and the decadence and gloom of the previous days seemed to be swept away.

Not surprisingly, the news of the victory of the Romanov kingdom's counteroffensive has long since spread, and the refugees are thinking that they will soon be able to return to their homeland, so why not be happy?

As long as they can survive this cold winter, things will definitely get better, they thought to themselves.

"Father! Good morning! ”

"Priest!"

"Priest!"

Not only did the news of the victory in the war spread, but the Church of Truth accepted refugees, and the story of building wooden sheds also spread, plus Mavi appeared at the gate of the Academy of Sciences with Katerina yesterday morning, and his popularity skyrocketed, especially the refugees who settled near the Znamensky Cathedral, and they were extremely grateful to Mavi.

They knew in their hearts that the Church of Truth could leave them alone.

In response to the warm greeting, Mavi led Yunia through the street, where at the end of the street was a government-run relief shelter, where a bowl of oatmeal was distributed every morning and half a pound of black bread in the evening, with the simple purpose of not starving to death.

The landlord's family has no surplus food!

Perhaps this is the agreement between the Cult of Wisdom and the nobles... Ma Wei walked to the relief shed and looked at the oatmeal porridge boiling in the pot, this thing was different from the 'healthy green' in his cognition, but synonymous with 'low and unpalatable', the status was only one level higher than the bran eaten by livestock, only the poor would drink oatmeal, and the rich would always enjoy white bread.

Having said that, Mavi was already very relieved by this, at least the nobles were willing to give food to the refugees they called 'grey cattle', which was simply not possible before!

More than an hour later, the last bowl of porridge was distributed at the relief shed, and the priest of the Wisdom God Cult and several staff members packed up the pot and scooped away, and Ma Wei took out his pocket watch and looked at the time, and said, "It's almost there." ”

"What is almost?" Yunia wondered.

"It's almost time for the Church of Truth to hand out bread." "When you wake up in the morning, a bowl of oatmeal does relieve hunger, but the oatmeal thing is digested very quickly, and when people feel hungry again, what happens if someone gives them bread?" ”

"They'll be grateful!" Xiao Hei, who was squatting on Ma Wei's shoulder, shouted: "And we are distributing a whole pound of bread, which is far better than the oatmeal distributed by the government in terms of food type and weight, which will make the refugees think that the Church of Truth is more relieved and grateful!" ”

"That's right."

Looking at the several van carriages coming from a distance, Ma Wei nodded: "The same piece of bread is often more effective when others need it." ”

Christopher drove the wagon to a stop in the open space where oatmeal was distributed, and lifted the thick tarpaulin to reveal the brown bread that had been cut and weighed under the tarpaulin.

The rich aroma of wheat wafted in the wind, and in an instant it caught the attention of the refugees, and Christopher beckoned several workers to remove the bread from the cart and pile it up in an easily accessible spot, then picked up a simple megaphone made of tin sheets and shouted, "The Church of Truth has distributed bread!" Workers can choose a salary of 50 kopecks or a pound of bread with their number plates! Priority supply! ”

Busy workers pause their work for a moment, hold wooden chip number plates, and proudly line up to receive bread under the envious gaze of others.

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The vast majority of people chose to receive bread instead of a salary of 50 kopecks, for the simple reason that now the price of bread in Tyumen is 60 kopecks a pound, and a salary of 50 kopecks does not buy a pound of bread, and beyond that...

Coins don't fill their stomachs, they need energy.

Bread is the hard currency of the moment.

"Daddy, Daddy, we have made so much bread that the workers will have to distribute it to other refugees sooner or later, and in that case, won't the workers be lazy? After all, you can get bread if you don't work..."

"It's different." Ma Wei smiled: "Some people may accept the gifts of others with peace of mind, but most people still have self-esteem, the reason why we let workers receive priority is to promote the glorious virtue of labor, so that everyone can see that workers who have worked hard can enjoy preferential policies, so as to invisibly increase the psychological pressure of others, and subtly change their mode of action and thinking." ”

"Ahh ”

Ma Wei squatted down and said to his daughter in a serious tone: "Happiness is to be fought for by yourself, the truth is not to unconditionally use the fruits of other people's labor to support the lazy, how much labor you get paid, fairness and justice is the truth." ”

"Then why do we distribute bread to refugees who don't work?"

"Because this is a special period, and special times have to be used in different ways, and various factors have to be taken into account, such as illness, pregnancy, and so on, and the non-worker refers to the person who is able but lazy, not the person who is unable to work, understand?"

"Got it!" Yunia nodded heavily: "Can I also go and distribute bread?" Mr. Christopher, they seem to be a little too busy. ”

"Of course, go ahead."

Yunia ran up behind Christopher and said what she thought, Christopher gave him a surprised look at Mavi, then smiled, and personally picked up a few pounds of bread and handed it to Yunia for her to distribute on her own.

"Master, you seem to have been teaching the goddess what truth meow is." Xiao Hei on his shoulder looked at Yunia's busy back, and suddenly said, "She is the goddess of truth, don't you understand what truth is?" ”

"That's what worries me the most."

Ma Wei sighed: "Although Yunia is the goddess of truth, she doesn't seem to have found her own path yet, the incident with Sarina, the goddess of happiness a few days ago, gave me this idea, maybe..."

"Yunia has not yet become the true goddess of truth."