As the dusk is stained with the window, the light inside becomes dimmer.

The two sat opposite each other, guarding a pot of hot charcoal that was burning vigorously.

The feet are warm and the hands are warm.

The hot water burned in the pot emits a scattered water vapor.

In this undisturbed kitchen, the unique smell of fireworks is clearly smelled.

Bai Ming moved slightly and said, "I thought about it."

Feng Qingchen told her: "Although this is not the case, the soldiers I have led will be in addition to pensions after being disabled, and I will also arrange ways to make a living for them based on their expertise."

"No matter which part of your body is lost, the most difficult thing is not the period of recuperation, but the rest of your life day after day."

"If they have nothing to do, not only will their bodies become disabled, but their minds will also be destroyed. So solving this is the top priority."

Bai Ming nodded slightly: "I have thought about this, but there are too many people and I can't come up with a perfect solution for a while."

Feng Qingchen said: "You are used to dealing with military affairs from a big perspective. You like to be unified and orderly, but this matter does not apply."

"This requires specific analysis of specific issues. There are so many people who definitely cannot make unified arrangements, but they can be divided into levels."

Bai Mingwei used pliers to pick the hot charcoal: "I would like to hear it carefully."

Feng Qingchen said: "Classification, sort categories one after another, start from the big aspects first, and then refine them."#@$&

Bai Mingwei couldn't help but sit up straight: "How to divide it?"

Feng Qingchen continued: "First divide them according to the location and severity of the disability, and then based on these categories and their own strengths, then look for a suitable direction for them to make a living."

"For example, if your feet cannot walk, their hands can be weaved, or they can tailor clothes, make umbrellas, and make lanterns..."

Bai Ming's eyes lit up slightly: "This is a good idea."

Feng Qingchen pointed to the end: "I believe you already have an idea."%&(&

Bai Ming nodded slightly: "I can't do anything in numerical matters, so I can't figure it out clearly when it comes to some things. After hearing what you said, I figured it out immediately."

"After this war, many shop owners suffered from changes, so that they were missing from all walks of life."

"I originally wanted to divide these shops and hand them over to private vendors to run them, but then I thought, why not make any decisions on this?"

"If someone wants to do it, I can't take their money without charging them, on the condition that they have to hire soldiers who have to retire due to disability."

"If no one takes over, I can do it myself. Now many places in the military need to subsidize themselves. If I make a profit, I can also get some subsidies."

"Even if there is no profit, at least you can give the soldiers a place to settle down and make plans for life. If you calculate this way, you will not lose."

Feng Qingchen nodded: "Yes, those who are planning to return to their hometown because they have relatives in their hometown can make other plans."

Bai Mingwei was very tired, but after chatting with Feng Qingchen, he immediately became energetic.

She stood up and said, "No matter how late, I will find Brother Jiang and Mr. Gongsun to settle the matter as soon as possible."

Feng Qingchen said: "It's so late, I'll do it tomorrow, you have to take a good rest."

Bai Mingwei said: "I am not impatient, so of course it is not on a whim. When we seized the first city, some soldiers were disabled because of this."

"Their injuries have almost healed now. They are facing the problem of retiring from the army and returning home. If I made the charter earlier, I could also ask them to feel at ease sooner."

"Besides, tomorrow is not only New Year's Eve, but also Chuanyi's birthday. Tomorrow, I'm afraid I can't think about doing these things."

Feng Qingchen quickly filled a few pieces of red charcoal fire into the hand stove, and then handed the hand stove to Bai Mingwei's hand: "It's cold, hold it."

Bai Mingwei wanted to refuse. She practiced martial arts for a young age. Although she was weaker in physique, she was not always afraid of the cold and could not be needed.

However, Feng Qingchen continued: "It doesn't matter if your hands are not cold. When you sit and discuss the matter, put them on your legs to warm your stomach. Dr. Huang said that it is very important to keep your stomach warm, and those days..."

Before he finished speaking, Bai Mingwei had already left like a whirlwind with his hand stove in his arms.

Feng Qingchen sighed softly: "It won't hurt too much in those few days."

The little white marten lying on the chair sighed at the fire, and whispered: Master, how can you say this in front of a girl's house? I'm not ashamed.

Feng Qingchen patted its head: "Miss and I will become a family sooner or later, there is nothing to avoid in this kind of thing."

The little white marquis rolled his eyes and turned to his hips to his master.

...

Bai Mingwei did it as soon as he said it, and soon summoned Mr. Gongsun and Jiang Ci. After roughly speaking, the three of them discussed it for more than an hour and the charter was basically formulated.

After seeing Mr. Gongsun away, Jiang Ci saw that she looked tired, so he took the initiative to take care of himself: "Miss Bai, go and take a break, I will deal with the next thing."

"I will formulate a detailed charter for you to take a look. If it is feasible, I will do it immediately and leave everything to me with confidence."

Bai Mingwei was really tired, so she did not postpone: "Thank you, Brother Jiang, I'll trouble you for this matter."

Jiang Ci urged her: "Go and rest quickly. I must be energetic for the New Year tomorrow, otherwise I will not have the energy to stay in the fire for the New Year."

Bai Mingwei said: "It means that the New Year is the day, the soldiers..."

Jiang Ci interrupted her: "I have already made arrangements with Deputy General of the Wei Dynasty. Tomorrow, I will not only give the soldiers a holiday, but also add some food for them, and also prepare some New Year's goods to send them to the army."

"I promise that not only will we have a good New Year tomorrow, but the soldiers who leave their hometowns can stop and feel the New Year atmosphere."

"It doesn't matter if the soldiers guarding the city cannot leave. The shift system will be implemented tomorrow. The soldiers guarding the city will always be on duty. Other soldiers will take turns to change shifts with them. In this way, everyone can have a good New Year."

Bai Mingwei knew that Brother Jiang was as careful as he could not have any mistakes in these arrangements, so he left with confidence.

Jiang Ci stopped her: "Miss Bai, I forgot to say that the soldiers hope that tomorrow\/You can come to the army and drink a drink with them."

Bai Ming nodded slightly: "I will go."

Jiang Ci waved his hand: "Go and rest quickly."

Bai Ming smiled slightly: "Brother Jiang should also pay attention to rest."

Jiang Ci urged her again: "Go, go, I will do everything."

After coming out of the study, Bai Mingwei ran into Wei Xiao.

Wei Xiao was carrying a jar of wine, obviously waiting to drink with someone.

However, when he saw Bai Mingwei, he immediately hid the wine behind him and said with a smile: "Miss Bai, welcome you back."

Bai Mingwei thought Wei Xiao was waiting for Jiang Ci.

However, before she could speak, Feng Qingchen appeared among the two: "I haven't gone to sleep yet, tomorrow is Xiao Chuanyi's birthday, so I can't do it without energy."

Bai Mingwei then realized that Brother Wei should have come to her to celebrate with the wine.

The seeds were successfully transported back to Qiang City, so Wei Xiao naturally did not miss the opportunity to celebrate such a thing.

After Feng Qingchen said that, Bai Mingwei patted Wei Xiao on the shoulder: "I will drink with you tomorrow."

Wei Xiao was no match for Feng Qingchen. Feng Qingchen had previously told him about it. At this time, he was carrying a jar of wine, as if he was carrying a brazier.

Hearing this, he immediately said, "It's right, it's getting late, go back to bed."

After saying that, Wei Xiao ran away with the jar of wine.

Bai Ming sighed slightly: "Brother Wei has been busy with the army. Even when he and Brother Jiang were having dinner just now, he didn't come. He didn't intend to ask me for a drink so late."

Feng Qingchen nodded: "I know this, but you should go and rest."
Chapter completed!