Tian Yuan

Miss Miao stared at him for a few seconds but didn't think much about it and continued to give out food.

Miss Miao can tell at a glance whether someone is really poor and hungry.

Those who indulge in self-degradation are ignored, and food is left only for the poor people who are still willing to work hard to survive.

In this area, Miss Miao's kindness is well known.

At the beginning, her father scolded her for being a spendthrift girl, saying that she had earned some money with great difficulty but gave most of it to the poor.

But Miss Miao was determined to do this. Her father only had this one daughter, and although he was very angry, he could not persuade her and could only let her do it.

Over time, due to Miss Miao's good deeds, the reputation of Miaofu Inn spread to the surrounding cities, which invisibly made the merchants who passed by more favorable impressions. If they passed through Yucheng, they would definitely stop by to rest.

There are many visitors and business is booming.

This situation naturally aroused the jealousy and dissatisfaction of colleagues, and they created many obstacles both overtly and covertly.

No matter what difficulties she faces, Miss Miao can solve them with ease, making the inn prosper.

"Miss, our business is getting better and better, and we don't have enough manpower. Should we consider hiring a few more people?"

After returning, the inn was ready to open its doors to welcome guests, and everyone was working hard and was very busy.

"Let's talk about it in a few days."

A long time ago, Miss Miao realized that the inn was not well staffed. During this period, she hired two people and almost got into trouble. Unexpectedly, it was the arrangement of her colleagues that caused several waves of guests to have stomach problems.

Fortunately, the incident was discovered in time, and Miss Miao apologized sincerely and paid compensation, so the matter was suppressed. Once the incident got out of hand, it would have dealt a huge blow to the inn's business.

"People's hearts are unpredictable. They are not my own family, so I really don't trust them when using them."

The housekeeper, who was over a hundred years old, could see that the young lady had learned from her previous experience and did not dare to recruit anyone easily.

"In the past, it was for charity, and the chores in the backyard were assigned to the poor. Now the situation is different. If we don't call more people to handle the chores, we really can't handle it."

Someone reflected the current situation.

If we just need to guard the inn, we have more than enough manpower.

The key is to go out often and distribute porridge and relief according to the young lady's instructions.

"If it really doesn't work, we can screen them a few more times and investigate them thoroughly. We will eventually find a few suitable candidates. Also, don't let the new long-term workers have any contact with the kitchen and guest rooms. Just do some odd jobs."

The butler gave a suggestion.

"Well, okay."

After thinking about it, Miss Miao agreed.

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Chen Qingyuan originally wanted to find a place to rest, but now that he had run out of food, he had to think of other ways.

Having lost his cultivation and become a mortal, he has to think about eating and drinking every day, otherwise he will be overwhelmed by hunger and become unbearable.

Chen Qingyuan had no regrets about giving the coarse cake to the beggar. After all, he was strong and healthy, so he wouldn't starve to death!

The idea is good, but the reality is cruel.

He went to several shops and unloading docks, and asked for no wages, just a meal, but he was rejected everywhere and no one was willing to take him in.

The thing that is most in short supply these days is labor. Even if you want to do hard labor like moving bricks, you have to find someone you know to get in.

A strange face, not welcome.

“Life is not easy!”

Tired, Chen Qingyuan walked to the grass by the lake, sat down on the ground and sighed softly.

His clothes were stained with mud and dust, a few strands of sweat seeped from the pores on his face, his hair was messy, and he looked like a beggar who had not taken a bath for many days. He was dirty and smelly.

"Peace in the world is easier said than done."

Chen Qingyuan turned his head to face the street, looking at the passers-by, some were rich, some were poor. All kinds of people, some were happy, some were sad.

There are countless worlds and billions of stars in the universe. It is simply impossible to eliminate all suffering in the world. Even maintaining the most basic order is difficult to achieve.

“Only by re-creating order can we change this situation.”

Only an enlightened emperor can do it.

Moreover, it can only ensure that nothing changes during the 100,000 years of the emperor's reign. When the emperor dies, everything will return to the starting point, with a strict hierarchy and the survival of the fittest.

"Don't think about it anymore. Just find a job and make sure you don't starve to death!"

His stomach began to growl, bringing Chen Qingyuan back to reality.

After resting for a while, he slowly got up and walked slowly through the streets of the city, and finally returned to Miao Fu Inn.

In the dead of night, the chirping of insects can be heard from the corners of the walls and the grass, singing for the arrival of night. It becomes a long and melodious melody that makes many people fall asleep and dream by listening to it.

Standing at the door of the inn, Chen Qingyuan wanted to go over and ask if the inn was still hiring long-term workers.

Before he could open his mouth to speak, a waiter happened to be sweeping the floor outside. He looked up and saw Chen Qingyuan, walked over, and was slightly surprised: "It's you!"

This man was the waiter who delivered the leftovers last night, and he recognized Chen Qingyuan at a glance.

Chen Qingyuan forced a smile and nodded slightly to show his friendliness.

"I got two steamed buns tonight. I'm not very hungry. I'll give you one!"

Although the waiter was not very familiar with Chen Qingyuan, he instinctively felt that the other party was not a bad person. He took out a fist-sized white flour bun from his arms, walked over and handed it to him.

"This...thank you." Chen Qingyuan hesitated for a moment, but still accepted the kindness and began to express his gratitude.

"We are all in trouble, so we should help each other and overcome difficulties together." The young man grinned and had no time to talk. He quickly swept the floor, left a message, and hurried away: "I have to clean up the tables and chairs, I won't chat with you anymore."

"When I go to work at the back door tomorrow, I'll ask if they're looking for permanent workers!"

The people inside were very busy, and Chen Qingyuan didn't feel like disturbing them, so he found a suitable place to stay and ate the steamed bun in his hand.

If you are thirsty, there is a stream not far away. Although it is not very healthy, poor people don’t care about such things.

Probably because he was too tired, Chen Qingyuan curled up into a ball and slowly fell asleep.

In his dream, he saw the old friends who once walked side by side with him, and also saw the beautiful figure in red that he had been thinking about day and night.

How could Chen Qingyuan not know that this was a dream? He was willing to sink into it and did not force himself to wake up, with a smile on his face.

Because of this big dream, Chen Qingyuan lingered a little longer and got up a little late. When he rushed to the back door of Miaofu Inn, there were enough people and it was not his turn.

"Wait a minute."

Seeing that the back door was about to close, Chen Qingyuan rushed over quickly, panting.

"You are late, please get up early tomorrow!"

The steward looked Chen Qingyuan up and down and remembered that this man had been here yesterday.

"Excuse me, is Miaofu Inn still short of staff? I can do a lot of odd jobs for no pay. A woodshed to stay in and one meal a day will be enough."

Chen Qingyuan stated the purpose of his visit in a sincere tone.