"Shopkeeper!"
The manager softly called out.
Xie Zhinuan turned her head, her smile gentle, "Never mind, every pitiable person has their hateful side. I thought these people were pitiable and wanted to help them out if they were really good, giving them a job to lend them a hand. Now, it seems that my good intentions have gone unnoticed by all. Let it be, let it be, why say more!"
She shook her head with a sigh, "To speak further would be shameful!"
"Will we still look after these people?" the manager asked.
In one day, these hundred-plus people would consume flour, rice, and millet, which would cost over one tael of silver. The shopkeeper was wealthy, but this wasn't the way to squander money.
Moreover, very few of these people were grateful.
"Let's wait and see. Some people genuinely have no other choice. I think even if we give them more, it won't be for free this time. I want them to earn their keep!" Xie Zhinuan had just finished speaking.
And then, it began to snow.
