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Chapter 280: The One Hundred Contradictory Characteristics (1)

Ying Zheng had such similar eyes before.

At that time, Ying Zheng was usually unable to control his emotions and therefore forced to suppress them.

And this kind of emotion is probably not a positive emotion.

I was so happy that I served me carefully.

Ying Zheng waved his hand.

He didn't care about vain.

"The children are not asleep yet?" Ying Zheng asked in a warm voice.

"I've already... I should be a little asleep." An answered respectfully.

Ying Zheng nodded: "Let me lead the way and take me to see these children."

"Yi." An took his life and led the way for Ying Zheng in front.

They walked to the place where the children rested.

These children are in the same room as two people. The lights are turned off and charcoal is burned inside, but in a hidden place, the windows on all sides are opened to ventilate and breathe so as not to burn the charcoal and hurt the people in the house.

Even if it is a little ventilated, the inside of the house is still very warm.

When it is warm, it is very comfortable. At this time, naughty and energetic children often don’t like to sleep, but are keen on playing.

These children were not different from the palace fighting, Qin Xi, Qin Le, Cheng Qi and others.

They all like to play.

Therefore, it is routinely done without sleeping at night.

When An and Ying Zheng walked in, whenever they got closer, the snow was creaking and creaking sounded, and the sound of children playing in the room often came to an abrupt end.

Looking out from outside and looking out from the house, I intelligently saw the children lying well.

Ying Zheng and the others looked at a few rooms and saw few children who were "sober".

So after leaving a few rooms, Ying Zheng seemed to be impatient.

He gently pushed open the door and walked in carefully.

The child's breathing suddenly became rapid, but the person was still lying there, quietly "sleeping".

When Ying Zheng heard this movement, he simply let go, lit the light, and looked at everything in the house with the fire.

The luxurious clothes were thrown aside casually.

Several copper coins on the ground were scattered on the ground.

Ying Zheng picked up one.

A round and cleaner area can be seen faintly on the ground.

And there was also some dust on the copper coins.

It seems that this copper coin has been landing for a long time but no one has picked it up.

"What do they spend their money on weekdays?" Ying Zheng asked.

An outside the door shook his head: "Do nothing, the orphanage will provide everything they need for free. They are not missing anything, and if they get money, it is useless."

"So money, for them, has no value of existence, right?"

"That's it." An hesitated for a while.

He seemed to be a little confused about Ying Zheng's words.

Ying Zheng nodded slightly.

This is exactly what he expected.

"They don't care about any delicacies, Jinyi," Ying Zheng said, "and don't care about whether they have money."

For people who have nothing to lack, for people whose needs are met, for people who have basically not met their own needs through money and have not enjoyed the conveniences brought by money.

There is no need for money to exist!

On the contrary, they feel that spending money to buy things is very troublesome, and it is easier to get what they need directly than using money.

Their concept has been shaped.

Very smooth.

Moreover, there is no goal that is set by Ying Zheng at all.

Ying Zheng nodded, blew out the lights, walked out of the room, closed the door, and walked into the next room.

The next room was a little cleaner, but the scene was similar.

The money paid every month is used as waste, worn with ropes, and woven into a little beast.

Next room, the money was put together and connected by a rope, and turned into a copper fan.

Then,

And then.

Ying Zheng saw one hundred and one way to use copper coins and many children pretending to be asleep.

Few children pretend to be sleeping and can pretend to be similar to the reality.

However, Ying Zheng did not point out the details and looked at them one by one.

More than an hour later, Ying Zheng returned to the lecture hall used by An.

He sat there, grinding the ink, slowly writing on his clothes.

"The second experiment was very successful."

"Exercise influence and shape character is quite effective for children."

"If I can continue to maintain this, then I can gain a group of loyal and capable people."

"These people don't care about money, so as long as they ensure what they think and what they are in their hearts, their food, clothing, and their bodies, they can guarantee that they will never betray them."

People who don’t care about money cannot be bought!

This is Ying Zheng’s original purpose.

He needs a group of people who cannot be bought and have certain cultural knowledge.

Now it seems that this weight is quite successful.

"Only a full material life can we cultivate people who do not care about material life."

Ying Zheng wrote this, blowing dry the ink on his body and throwing the pen away calmly.

He left.

A sigh of relief.

Although I don't know what Ying Zheng is here for.

But An could see that compared to when Ying Zheng left, the negative emotions were hidden deeper.

At the same time, he slowly felt confused.

An didn't know what happened, didn't want to, didn't want to know.

He felt relieved and went to the children's residence for a while, criticizing several children who were still talking about what kind of meat they had in the middle of the night, urging them to sleep.

...

In winter, the cold gradually deepens.

At the end of December, the cold was so deep that even anglers were reluctant to go out to fish.

At this time, some elderly people from the Farmers Association died.

Two workers died in the copper and iron furnace.

They did not die of cold or hunger.

This is almost a miracle.

In a big city, in the two areas with the largest population density, people did not freeze or starve to death in winter. In this era, it is a miracle!

Ju Zizhou held a funeral for workers who died in a copper and iron furnace.

The funeral was quite simple.

Because the two died while working, the construction site gave compensation.

The worker's home received compensation and the workers' pre-deposited wages. Although he was sad, the old man could already laugh out loud.

"It seems that I have given a lot of money." The young man next to me said with a chuckling.

Ju Zizhou sighed: "I can only give you more money."

After saying that, Ju Zizhou was stunned: "Why are you here?"

"Why? I'm not welcome?" Ying Zheng smiled, his dark eyes were like a deep well, and there was no trace of turmoil.

"You seem to be unhappy." Ju Zizhou asked casually: "What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"

"Yes." Ying Zheng thought for a while: "It should be said that there are some problems."

"Get in and drink some water. It's quite cold when standing outside." Ju Zizhou said.

"It's better to stand outside and chew a few bites of snow. If you sit in the room, you won't be so awake." Ying Zheng said with a smile.
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