Chapter 43 Distributing Bread (Please subscribe!!!)

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"Hey! Raise it up over there!"

"There's not much wood left! Bring me another one!"

"Nails! There's a shortage of nails here!"

In the early morning, the sound of hammers woke Mavi up. Wrapped in a blanket, he opened the window and saw the busy workers on the street.

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

"dad!"

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

Ma Wei readily agreed to his daughter's request. After washing up, he changed his clothes and walked downstairs with Yunia. The refugees kept saying hello to him, and the depression and gloom of the past few days seemed to be swept away. .

This is not surprising at all. News of the victory of the Romanov Kingdom's counterattack has spread long ago. The refugees all think that they will be able to return to their hometown soon. Why should they be unhappy?

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

"Father! Good morning!"

"Father!"

"Father!"

Not only did the news of the victory of the war spread, but the truth church accepted the refugees and built wooden sheds. In addition, Ma Wei and Katerina appeared at the gate of the Academy of Sciences yesterday morning, and their popularity skyrocketed, especially when they settled here. The refugees near Namensky Cathedral were all extremely grateful to Mavi.

They all know in their hearts that the Truth Church can completely ignore them.

While responding to the warm greeting, Ma Wei led Yunia through the street. At the end of the street was a disaster relief shed opened by the government, which distributed a bowl of oatmeal porridge every morning and half a pound of black bread in the evening. Their purpose was very It’s simple, as long as you don’t starve to death.

The landlord’s family has no surplus food!

This may be the agreement reached between the Wisdom Cult and the nobles... Ma Wei walked to the disaster relief shed and looked at the oatmeal porridge cooking in the pot. This thing was different from the 'healthy green' he knew. It is synonymous with "low-grade and unpalatable". Its status is only one level higher than the bran eaten by livestock. Only the poor will drink oatmeal, and the rich will always enjoy white bread.

Having said that, Ma Wei is already very pleased with this. At least the nobles are willing to distribute food to the refugees they call 'gray cattle'. This was simply impossible before!

More than an hour later, the last bowl of porridge was distributed at the disaster relief shed. The priest and several staff members of the Wisdom Cult packed up the pots and left. Ma Wei took out his pocket watch and looked at the time, nodded and said, "It's almost done."

"What's almost done?" Yunia asked curiously.

"It's almost time for the Truth Church to distribute bread." Mawei said: "When you wake up in the morning, drinking a bowl of oatmeal can indeed relieve hunger, but the oatmeal is quickly digested. When people feel hungry again, What would happen if someone gave them bread?”

"They will be grateful, meow!" Xiao Hei squatted on Ma Wei's shoulder shouted: "And what we distribute is a whole pound of bread. Both the food type and the weight are far better than the oatmeal distributed by the government. This will make the refugees I think the truth church is healthier and I am more grateful!"

"That's right."

Looking at several covered carriages approaching from a distance, Ma Wei nodded: "The same piece of bread often has a greater effect when others need it."

Christopher drove his horse-drawn carriage to the open space where oatmeal was distributed, and lifted up the thick oilcloth, revealing the brown bread that had been cut and weighed under the oilcloth.

The strong aroma of wheat wafted in the wind, instantly attracting the attention of the refugees. Christopher called on several workers to remove the bread from the car and pile it in a convenient place. Then he picked up a simple loudspeaker made of iron sheets and spoke. Shout loudly: "The Church of Truth is distributing bread! Workers can use their number plates to choose a salary of 50 kopecks or a pound of bread! Priority in supply!"

The busy workers temporarily stopped what they were doing, took the wooden number plates, proudly lined up in a long line under the envious gazes of others, and began to receive the bread.

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The vast majority of people chose to receive bread instead of the 50 kopeck salary. The reason is very simple. The current price of bread in Tyumen City is 60 kopecks per pound. You cannot buy a pound of bread with the 50 kopeck salary. In addition... .

Coins can't fill their bellies, they need energy.

Bread is the hard currency now.

"Dad, Dad, we have made so much bread, and the workers can't take it all. Sooner or later, they will have to distribute it to other refugees. In this case, won't the workers become lazy? After all, you can get bread whether you work or not. ..”

"It's different." Ma Wei smiled: "Some people may accept gifts from others with peace of mind, but most people still have self-respect. The reason why we give priority to workers is to promote the glorious virtue of labor. Let everyone see that workers who have worked hard can enjoy preferential policies, which will invisibly increase the psychological pressure of others and subtly change their behavior and thinking patterns."

"Ah..." Yunia looked at him blankly: "Is this okay?"

Ma Wei knelt down and said to his daughter in a serious tone: "Happiness must be achieved by yourself. The truth is not to unconditionally use the fruits of other people's labor to support the lazy. You will get how much you pay for the work you put in. Fairness and justice are the truth. .”

"Then why do we still distribute bread to refugees who are not working?"

"Because this is a special period, different methods must be used in special periods, and various factors must be taken into consideration, such as illness, pregnancy, etc. People who do not work refer to people who are capable but lazy, not people who are unable to work. Understand ?"

"Understood!" Yunia nodded heavily: "Can I also distribute bread? Mr. Christopher and the others seem to be a little busy."

"Of course, go ahead."

Yunia ran behind Christopher and said what she thought. Christopher glanced at Mavi in ​​surprise, then smiled, personally picked up a few pounds of bread and handed it to Yunia, letting her distribute it on her own.

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

"That's what worries me the most."

Ma Wei sighed: "Although Yunia is the goddess of truth, she seems to have not found her own path. The incident of the goddess of happiness Salina a few days ago gave me this idea, maybe..."

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