Although they have two days to escape, the sooner the better, not afraid of ten thousand, just in case.
"Yes, yes, Miss Sill" Didice was a coward, she had wanted to run for a long time, but now she naturally wanted to agree, helping Aniss, who had fainted, to turn around and walk quickly towards the fence.
Cill followed.
Two days later.
Ciel was walking with Diddish and Anisser in a bamboo forest road, with a bamboo leaf in his small mouth and a sullen face, as if he had encountered something unhappy.
She really met with something extremely unhappy.
She took Didice and Anissé to several villages, looking for a job that would guarantee food and shelter and earn a little money, but she couldn't find it.
It's not that there aren't farms to recruit people, it's that the farmers on those farms are paying the same as the fat woman she had last met.
Food, shelter, but no money.
Naturally, she wouldn't want to do such a menial job, so she was now taking Didis to the next country to see if she could find a job that would pay for food and shelter.
But she thought the odds were too faint.
The reason is that there are too many refugees, and those refugees are willing to give you a day's work as long as they give him a stutter.
In such a situation of oversupply, how can the farmer be willing to pay the workers because he is not worried about not being able to recruit workers?
"Hey."
Cill sighed in annoyance.
Diddis, who was walking behind her, asked Ciel, "Miss Ciel, Miss Syr, I don't think we should be working in the cow ranch just now, although the ranch is not paid, but we can get food and a place to live every day, if we go to the ranch to be workers, we will not eat food, eat wild fruits, and sleep in the forest at night like a vagabond, Miss Sill."
Cier stopped, plucked the bamboo leaf in his mouth, looked back at Diddis, and scolded in disgust: "Hmph, Diddis, no wonder you, your mother and your grandmother are all servants for life, that kind of work that only eats and lives without money, you are willing to do it, to tell the truth, if I don't want to make some bila coins, I won't apply for a job, I want to find a place to live and stable food, it's not too simple for me, why do you want to be a worker?"
Ciel's haughty appearance made Diddis's dark face smile.
Edith looked at Cill and asked happily, "Miss Ciel, are you saying that you have a way to find food and a place to live?"
"Hmm."
Cill nodded.
It's not difficult to find food and shelter, is it?
There are a lot of dilapidated houses that no one lives in, just find a random one to live in.
As for eating, it's a bit troublesome, and in the early stage, you can only eat small fish in the Yeguo River.
But they can grow a lot of vegetables and raise some chickens and ducks outside the house, and in a few months after those vegetable animals grow up and have babies, they don't have to worry about food.
With such a simple solution, why can't those refugees think that they are willing to work as workers for food and shelter without money?
Cill shook his head angrily.
She remembered what her father had inadvertently told her, and now it made sense.
Her father said that rich people are rich because they dare to innovate and take risks.
The poor may be diligent, but they are too timid to try new things, and they will never need to move forward in their own circle. oshow7 t1706231537: