338 Spiritual Food
Jiang Ying knew very well that someone had spread the news that Ning Yue had gone to East Street not long ago. He had suppressed it and not let this matter spread.
No one would think that it was dishonorable for Ning Yue to visit the poor on East Street, but she was said to be unappreciative of the people.
After all, a slum in the East Street was considered an anomaly by everyone. Even the people on West Street were unwilling to go there.
They said that she did not care about the peopleâs feelings because she had given the silver ingot to the old beggar and grandson without thinking.
Of course, this matter was magnified infinitely by someone with ill intentions.
He told Ning Yue everything. âThese people have nothing to do. Donât take it to heart.â
âDonât worry, I didnât take these words to heart. Come with me to West Street.â Ning Yue sighed.
âAre you really going to West Street?â Jiang Ying asked.
âYes,â Ning Yue said. âDonât worry. When I go to West Street this time, Iâll follow closely behind you. I wonât do anything you say I canât.â
Jiang Ying was curious why Ning Yue wanted to go to West Street, but he did not ask.
He knew Ning Yueâs personality. She would say what she wanted to say and what she didnât want to say. It was useless to persuade her.
âOkay.â Jiang Ying nodded.
The two of them made their preparations before heading to West Street.
Although it was not as poor as East Street, the housing conditions were not very good. It had some ordinary tiled houses. Just like South Street, there were richer families living on the streets. The further they went, the worse their living conditions became.
At the end of the street, Ning Yue realized that the people at the end of the street who lived on West Street did not eat very well.
There was a family who ate moldy steamed buns for dinner.
The woman removed the mold from the steamed bun and roasted it over the fire before bringing it to her family to eat.
This scene made Ning Yue feel a little upset.
âWhy isnât anyone here willing to do anything good to help these people?â She seemed to be asking herself and wondering if she should do something.
âThereâs never enough good deeds to do. What we have to do is teach them to work and exchange work for money. Thatâs the best.â Jiang Ying knew very well what Ning Yue was thinking.
She was a kind woman. When she saw the scene on East Street, she argued with him about giving money.
Now that she saw the living conditions on West Street, of course she would pity the people.
âBy the way, I came to West Street today to discuss something with you here,â Ning Yue suddenly said.
Jiang Ying looked at her in shock. What was Ning Yue thinking?n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âThe people of this world lack spiritual food. We can start from this,â Ning Yue said.
âSpiritual food?â Jiang Ying was even more puzzled. He didnât seem to understand what Ning Yue meant.
âWhat is this spiritual food youâre talking about?â he asked again.
âItâs very simple. When Iâm bored, I do things to pass the time,â Ning Yue said.
Jiang Ying felt that he did not understand again. How could boredom and spiritual food be related?
âIâve been paying attention in the capital for a long time. Everyoneâs way of passing the time is either to hold a party, watch a show or listen to a book reading together. Donât you think itâs very boring to repeat it day after day? If I arrange some new forms of entertainment in their free time, wonât they find it very refreshing?â
Ning Yue happily said her thoughts.
âYueyue, other than these, what other forms of entertainment do you have?â Jiang Ying was very curious about Ning Yueâs thoughts.
âThe Fenghua Pavilion Iâm going to build now is what I have in mind. For example, a talent show, singing and dancing, and so on.â
âSinging? Is it a play?â Jiang Ying asked.
âNo,â Ning Yue said with a smile.
Jiang Ying wished he could ask Ning Yue what she was thinking. He wanted to know what she was thinking.
âJust like a ballad. How about this? Iâll go to the Fenghua Pavilion to make arrangements and invite you over to take a look,â Ning Yue said to Jiang Ying.
âI want to hire people, such as the people here on West Street. They should all be farm workers. If the salary I give can be higher than the salary for working in the fields, do you think theyâre more willing to work at our place or in the fields?â