Uchiha Kotogawa from Konoha

Outside Konoha, a group of hurried men and women in shabby clothes walked with heavy steps, insisting on stepping on the newly repaired flat road step by step.

"Onii-chan, is there really anything to eat in Konoha?"

In the crowd, a little girl with a yellowish-gray complexion asked expectantly. Her messy ponytail was swaying, and fine dandruff was mixed between the ends of her curly hair.

The little girl called Oni-chan was a big boy about fifteen or sixteen years old, with a skinny figure that could be blown over by a gust of wind.

"Well, didn't the ninja-sama who came to our village say that as long as you go to Konoha, you can get three full meals a day."

"Ninja-sama is so powerful, they won't deceive us."

Onii-chan said seriously, looking longingly at the door with the Konoha Village sign at the end of the road.

When the brother and sister staggered to the door, they both glanced nervously at the ninjas guarding the door on both sides.

The ninja on the left with a forehead protector and pure white eyes suddenly looked at them. This move frightened both brother and sister, fearing that the ninja would drive them away, and the white eyes were very penetrating.

But what the ninja said next made the brother and sister breathe a sigh of relief, and even expressed gratitude.

Hinata Yun has seen many such refugees during this period. He said calmly: "People from other villages need to go to the registration office to enter Konoha and report their name and place of origin. After completing this, they can apply for a one-month relief fund like a staff loan."

He said and pointed to the shed in the northeast corner where many people were queuing.

Hinata Yun has been on duty for a month, and all kinds of miserable refugees enter Konoha every day. Every time he sees such unfortunate people with tattered clothes and skinny bones, he can't turn a blind eye.

Logically speaking, there was no need for him to say anything about guiding the refugees to register and receive relief funds, but he couldn't help but say a few more words.

Maybe it's just to make myself feel at ease.

After being reminded by Ri Xiangyun, the brother and sister were so grateful that they even wanted to kneel down and kowtow.

The refugees who came with him also heard Hinata Yun's reminder, and they all showed gratitude.

"Thank you, Ninja-sama!"

The refugees said with gratitude.

Hinata Yun waved his hand and said nonchalantly: "No need, you will know soon after entering Konoha."

But the slightly raised corners of his mouth still showed that Xiangyun was in a good mood at the moment.

The brother and sister came to the crowded registration office. There were many people here, hundreds of people at a glance. The brother and sister were at the back of the line.

The movements of the registrant were obviously very slippery. It was visible to the naked eye that the queue of people was moving forward. At the same time, there was a continuous queue of people behind the brother and sister. The queue seemed to never get shorter.

After waiting for almost an hour, it was finally the brother and sister's turn.

The person who registered the brother and sister was also a ninja with white eyes. Onii-chan didn't know what the white eyes meant, but now he felt that people with white eyes were good people because they gave him new hope, a new life, and guidance. the direction of his life.

"What's your name?" Hyuga Zongjin asked the question thousands of times a day. Repeating the question again and again made him feel quite impatient. If the Zong family hadn't pressured him, he wouldn't have wanted to do it.

Onii-chan said hesitantly: "Watanabe Sani."

Hyuga Soshin controlled the chakra and swiped to engrave the name on a small card. The engraving of the name was completed in a few breaths.

He handed the card to Watanabe Sanjing, pointed to the other side where there was also a long queue, and said: "Villers from outside can borrow one month's relief funds. If you need it, you can go there, just use your ID card."

After saying that, he looked at the team and shouted: "Next one."

Watanabe Sani quickly pulled his little sister and said, "Little sister, Watanabe Emi."

Hyuga Zongshin glanced at him, said nothing, engraved another wave of names, and then handed the card to him.

After a busy meal, the sky has turned dark red, and my stomach is even more hungry.

Watanabe Sani held the four thousand yen in his hand, which was a relief fund jointly loaned by the brother and sister. Two thousand yen each, which was not a large amount, but Watanabe Sani and his sister Watanabe Mie felt dreamy.

They had never experienced anything like this before, where they could receive money without doing anything.

"Onii-chan, can we go buy something to eat?" Watanabe Mie asked cautiously.

The shining expectation in her eyes and her growling stomach reminded her all the time.

Watanabe Sanjing came back to his senses, nodded repeatedly, took his little sister and walked to a nearby open steamed bun shop. They had already smelled the fragrance coming from a long time ago, and there were so many people crowded there. As long as they were not blind, , everyone will definitely see it, right?

The price of steamed buns is not expensive. With a loan of 71 yen per person, eating steamed buns for a month is more than enough. Of course, if you eat Ichiraku ramen, it will be expensive. At [-] bowls, the price is still a bit expensive. Newly arrived refugees will definitely spend it. No, let alone those snacks.

The brother and sister bought more than ten steamed buns from the steamed bun shop, hid aside and started to swallow them crazily, obviously they were starving.

Moreover, the white, tender and warm steamed buns also whetted their appetite.

You must know that what they usually eat are scraps that others don't want. If they are miserable, they can only eat tree roots and grass leaves.

Warm steamed buns are already a rare delicacy.

When the two steamed buns were eaten, the warm feeling made the two siblings cry. They had never felt warmth before, but after eating a few steamed buns, they felt a different kind of gratitude towards Konoha.

There are many others like them.

Crying while eating steamed buns has unknowingly become a part of Konoha's scenery.

Every day, some impoverished immigrants enter Konoha, and then take the one-month relief fund issued by Konoha to spend money at the nearby steamed bun shop jointly owned by the three pigs, deer and butterfly families.

While I am grateful to Konoha, I am also grateful to the steamed bun shop.

Under this policy, foreign refugees felt the warmth of Konoha from the moment they entered Konoha.

Even though there will still be many die-hard radicals among these people, most people will probably obey Konoha immediately and easily achieve the effect of absorbing the population.

It is far more effective than coercion and inducement after conquest.

Of course, relief funds need to be repaid, but the repayment period is very relaxed and there is no interest.

As long as you settle down in Konoha and work hard, half a month will be enough to pay off the debt.

Konoha is now in a period of great development. No matter how many people there are, it can absorb it. There is no burden of surplus labor and overpopulation.

Watergate was also worried that the population would not be large enough to fill the established quota of factory personnel.

What's more, train technology will also be introduced in the near future, and the number of places that need manpower will only increase.

Now that Konoha's prosperity is already on the right track, with everyone benefiting from it, whoever dares to interrupt the development process will become the public enemy of everyone.