Xianyu Infrastructure, I have a lot of troops in my hands

There were few pedestrians in the streets of East City today. Even the birds on the branches seemed to sense the silence. The air was filled with tension and depression. The patrolling militiamen walked with heavy steps, their faces tense, and their anxiety was evident.

Yesterday, the team issued a warning that Que County was besieged by thousands of refugees, and the danger was enough to make people terrified.

Under the city gate, two guards were talking in a low voice in a corner. The young guard gently stroked the spear in his hand with his fingers and said in a low voice: "Boss, can we open the city gate today?"

The old soldier glared at him and spat, "Bullshit! Do you want to let those starving people flood into the city and cause chaos everywhere?" Although his words were rough, they revealed the worries deep in everyone's hearts.

As the two were talking, they suddenly heard a noisy sound coming from the East Street Commercial Street. They looked towards the middle of the road and saw a group of vendors rubbing their hands and anxiously urging: "Open the city gate quickly, don't delay the time, recruit a few people as soon as possible, and start work earlier!"

The old soldier was puzzled when he saw this, and said kindly: "Everyone, please be patient. There are many refugees outside the city. If we open the city gate rashly, it may cause trouble. Where are you going?"

A vendor in a tunic came forward and answered loudly, "Sir, we are going to look for those refugees."

"You don't know that yesterday the daughter of the Xie family ordered the expansion of East Street and all shops to be renovated and staffed. Now, these refugees are exactly the labor we are looking for." After he finished speaking, the other vendors nodded.

After hearing this, the old soldier was shocked and confused: "The Xie family's move is extremely risky. There are so many refugees and their identities are complicated. How can they guarantee safety?"

The vendor smiled slightly, wiped his clothes twice out of habit, and then said, "The lady has already thought it through. She has already listed the details and implemented a unified management of the refugees. We are also helping the superiors to share the worries."

A quick-talking clerk nearby said, "You old slick guy, you're still talking nonsense in front of the military commander. If it weren't for the fact that recruiting refugees is not only cheap, but also comes with subsidies, we wouldn't bother with this!"

The old man glared back at the boy, and the others laughed and said, "General, please open the door quickly. After recruiting people, we have to go back to look after the store!"

After hearing this, the old soldier still had some doubts in his heart, but seeing that the vendors were full of confidence, he thought that the daughter of the Xie family was the master of this East Street, and she would definitely not do anything wrong on her own territory. Perhaps there really was a plan to resolve the crisis.

He hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "If that's the case, then I'll do as you say. But you must be careful and not cause any trouble."

On East Street, Xie Xian sat at the table, holding a map full of marks in her hand, brows furrowed. She asked the vendors to recruit refugees just to reassure them, but this could not fundamentally solve the problem.

The county's porridge stall was still being prepared, but she wanted to do one thing before it was set up. She called Qingdai over and asked, "How many people do we have available now?"

Qing Dai took out the notebook she carried and flipped through a few pages. "My Lady, the guards of East Street have been requisitioned by the county lord. The ones walking outside now are the hired men of the Black Stone Guard. Si Ji has gone back to ask for help. It is estimated that forty to fifty men will be here tomorrow. In addition, Twelve Lang and his men from the clan are also willing to help."

Xie Xian swiped her finger on the map and said, "We need to settle down all the refugees outside the city gate. We need a lot of people to take charge of different places. It would be best if they can read."

"Madam, why don't you go and discuss it with the eldest son? On weekdays, the eldest son is in charge of all the clan affairs of the Xie family, and the sons of the Shuzitang are also literate." Qingdai suggested. In fact, in the eyes of these servants, Xie An is omnipotent.

Xie Xian's eyes lit up after hearing this. This is a good idea. Aren't interns the most popular type of employees in factories? "Then I'll give it a try, but I still need to make some preparations. We need a batch of masks. Can the embroidery room arrange it?"

Qingdai took the order and left, and Xie Xian took the plan she had made a few days ago and rushed to the tribe.

In the Dafang Baoshu Hall, Xie An sat at the top, and the students from the Shuzitang sat on his side.

Xie Ziqi and a few others were walking in the outer courtyard and sitting on the other side. People in the hall were discussing the issue of refugees outside the city.

"Brother, we also want to do our part." Xie Qiyan and the others said anxiously. He had heard that the situation in the east of the city was very bad. Sister Xian was there, and letting them sit here and wait was no more painful than killing them.

"Yes! Big brother, the teacher is on holiday, and the county must be short of people! If you don't mind, we can help!"

Xie Ziqi sat at the bottom holding the brochure, looking at it with a smile. These little brothers are still so restless! Xie Yuanyi beside him couldn't help but scold: "What are you arguing about? Didn't you see that the young master is busy reading the brochure? You have nothing to do every day and will only cause trouble."

Seeing him glaring at them, Xie Qiyan and the others suddenly became quiet as chickens. If they really made Xie An unhappy, at most they would be punished by copying books or something, but if they made Xie Yuanyi unhappy, this guy would really beat them.

At this moment, Zhi Mo's voice came: "Madam." Before he finished speaking, Xie Xian had already stepped over the threshold. She seemed not to notice Zhi Mo's embarrassment.

Xie Xian looked around and said with a smile: "There are so many people, all the gentlemen are here!" You came just in time.

Everyone greeted, and Xie Xian nodded slightly. She said directly: "I am short of people in East Street, can you lend me a few people?" Unexpectedly, she was so direct. Xie Ziqi frowned slightly. These guys have been harassing his elder brother for a whole morning. The refugees outside are dangerous. These are the treasures of each family and must not be lost.

Xie An raised his head, looked at Xie Xian and asked, "What are you doing?"

"The temporary secretary of East Street is required to be able to write and count." Xie Xian was not picky, as long as there was someone. As for these kids, they would probably start complaining after just a few days.

She meant that it would be best to just recruit a few of the Xie family's big managers in gray and white clothes.

Xie An glanced at Xie Qiyan and the others and said, "They are assigned to you."

"This..." Xie Yuanyi seemed to have some objection. Just as he was about to speak, Xie Ziqi pulled him back and he sat back obediently.

Xie Xian: I don’t really want to use these big treasures.

Xie Qiyan and the others looked hurt. Sister Xian looked disgusted with us, right?

Fortunately, I have prepared masks and shorts, and it won't be impossible when Si Ji and others arrive tomorrow.

After sending these guys to East Street to find Qingdai, Xie Xian turned around and came back in. Seeing that Xie Ziqi and the others were holding a booklet in their hands, thinking that it was something like an official document, Xie Xian tactfully took out the plan she had prepared from her bosom.

Xie Yuanyi saw Xie Xianzhong take out a thick stack of papers with densely written things from her arms, and then looked down at the thin folded book in his hand. He felt an inexplicable desire to win.

He raised his chin slightly: "We were here first!" Seeing that Xie Xian was confused, he gestured to look at Xie An's desk, where there were seven or eight folding books.

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