In Anze Province, many swamps were deemed unsuitable for development under current conditions. However, Qiao Xuan remained confident in her selection, knowing she hadn't intended to claim all the swamps anyway.
Despite Qiao Xuan's reassurances, Jia Heming maintained his skepticism, albeit with a forced smile. "Madam, your judgment is undoubtedly sound…"
It was Shao Yunduan who made the final call. "Let's proceed as planned. Assign them tasks here and pay them according to market rates. With work to occupy them, they're less likely to cause trouble."
Thus, the exploration served as a pretext. Even if it didn't yield the desired results, it wouldn't matter much.
Qiao Xuan shot Shao Yunduan a glance, sensing his lingering doubt. That conversation could wait until they were home…
After some consideration, Jia Heming concurred.
Crucially, they couldn't afford to let the refugees idle. Unsupervised free time often led to trouble—opportunities for theft, mischief, and other vices.
