When people are busy, time always flies very quickly.

Before they knew it, it was noon, and they had about half an hour to rest.

Hei Tu panted and put down the dung bucket, pulled the dragon to a place in the shade of a tree, wiped the hot sweat on his face and took out the steamed bun from his arms, took a bite with relish, and said in a muffled voice: "Dragon, are you tired?"

Seeing that he was eating sweetly, the dragon himself was too busy to take a bite, "Well, not tired, not tired."

Hei Tu said: "Dragon, you picked a few buckets."

The dragon held out five fingers as he ate.

Hei Tu looked happy and said excitedly: "Five buckets, not bad, not bad."

The dragon shook his head, swallowed a mouthful of steamed buns and said, "No, no, it's fifty barrels."

Hei Tu turned his head, looked disbelieving, fixed his mind, and said: "Dragon, you are playing with me, how can you pick fifty barrels in the morning for such a long road and such a heavy barrel."

Long Cheng nodded seriously, pursed his lips, for fear that a little steamed bun scum would fall out, and smiled innocently: "It's really fifty barrels, I'm not lying, but they ...... I can actually ......", he said, and he looked a little speechless.

Black Earth looked at him and said, "What's wrong with you, but what?"

The dragon pursed his lips and turned his head to look at the group of people behind him, these people are also dung pickers here, but if they do it for a long time, there will be cases of old people bullying new people anywhere.

Even if it's a big dung.

Black Earth knew what was going on at a glance.

Turning his head, he said, "Did they bully you?"

The dragon shook his head and whispered, "Actually, I could have picked more, but they said that I broke the rules, saying that I could only pick twenty barrels a day at most, and if I picked more, I should have accounted for them."

After hearing this, Hei Tu became a little angry, he stood up violently, and just wanted to rush over, only to see the group of people coming over first.

A group of people, two or three foremen, the foremen looked much stronger.

He pointed to the black soil and said, "New here, you can, one person picked fifty barrels, he won't die."

Although Hei Tu was angry, he was also worried about the dragon, after all, the strongest people here only picked twenty or thirty barrels a day, so he asked the dragon: "Dragon, are you tired?"

The dragon shook his head, nonchalant, and said, "Not tired at all."

After hearing this, the foreman also wondered a little, this guy didn't look much stronger than them, how could he be so powerful.

He leaned down and looked at the dragon carefully, and said with a smile: "It's okay, you want to squeeze us away, don't you want to set up another mountain by yourself."

Hei Tu said angrily: "We all work by physical strength, how can you bully people, and why should his fifty barrels be recorded in your accounts."

The foreman laughed twice, glared at the black soil and said, "Then there are so many whys, you should know the rules here."

At this time, he pointed to the two servants who were watching the gate in the distance and said, "See, Uncle Ben is covered, my big bear is unhappy, and I can let you get out of here at any time."

Hei Tu looked at the two servants who had just entered the main gate, and knew that he couldn't afford to mess with them, and the people who could walk around the main gate in the East Mansion were the heads of the people.

They are also the lowest subordinates, and anyone with a little power can easily crush them.

Hei Tu retracted his head, patted the dragon on the shoulder and said, "Dragon, then you will do less in the future, and you will be tired if you do more."

The dragon pouted reluctantly, nodded and said, "Okay, I'll pick twenty barrels a day from now on."

At this time, the foreman stretched out another finger and shook it in front of him, sniffed and said, "I have a good idea, since you want to work so much, then I have decided to let you pick two hundred barrels a day in the future."

"Two hundred barrels", Hei Tu's eyes widened, and fire appeared in his eyes, "Do you want to exhaust him to death?"

The dragon was not angry at all, but was a little happy, stretched out two fingers and said, "Two hundred barrels are ...... That's twenty cents."

The foreman smiled slightly: "Don't worry, I haven't finished talking yet, master, you can pick two hundred barrels, but you can only record twenty barrels in your account, and the remaining one hundred and eighty barrels will be recorded in our account", as he spoke, several big men laughed together, and they hugged their arms menacingly.

Hei Tu couldn't help it, and said angrily: "Why, why should we share the money we earn with you."

The foreman sneered: "Rules, I'll ask you if you still want to work here."

Hei Tu stood up and said angrily, "I'...... I'll fight with you."

As soon as he raised his fist, he was kicked in the lower abdomen, and the pain made him bend over, and he rolled on the ground with his hands on his stomach.

The steamed buns also fell on the mud floor and stuck to the dung balls all over the ground.

Then a group of guys didn't seem to be able to get out of their breath and pulled him up and punched him twice.

"Waste, Lao Tzu asks you again, are you doing it or not?", the black soil struggled to squeeze out two words from between his teeth, "don't do it".

At this time, as a foreman, he felt a little ugly on his face, gritted his teeth and walked over, grabbed Hei Tu's neck, and said fiercely: "Lao Tzu won't tame you today, how will I bring new people in the future."

", I'll do it", a very innocent, very immature voice, everyone couldn't help but look over here, and the dragon ate and said: "I'll do it, you let him go."

At this time, Heitu had been beaten to the point of inhuman appearance, and he still said hoarsely: "Benefactor, two hundred barrels, they want to tire you to death", and then stared at the foreman fiercely and said: "You can't pick fifty barrels a day, how can you bear to let others pick two hundred."

The foreman smiled, "Yes, my big bear has always had a good eye, if he is willing to work hard, even if he can't pick two hundred barrels a day, one hundred and eighty barrels is okay, but it can't be our account, and you won't get a dime."

The dragon lifted the black soil from the ground, and saw that he was covered in blue and purple, and he could not continue his work in the afternoon.

He glanced up at the foreman and said, "Do you have to take the one hundred and eighty barrels of wages?"

The foreman still smiled coldly: "That's nature, that's the rule", and then he said teasingly: "But if you work hard to pick two or three hundred barrels a day, won't you make money?"

Then there was unbridled laughter all around, and Heitu had never been ridiculed like this by others in his life.

The dragon didn't seem to hear their ridicule, so he raised his face and said, "That's fine, but you can't make much money by picking two or three hundred barrels a day, except for one hundred and eighteen, there is not much left", he stretched out his finger again and calculated.

The foremen looked at him very inexplicably, tilted their heads and said, "Do you kid do it or not?"

The dragon raised his head and said busily: "Dry, dry, I have calculated, I decided to pick four hundred barrels a day."

"Four hundred barrels!", all the voices gathered into an exclamation.

Then I heard their laughter, laughing, "Hahaha, four hundred barrels, just kidding."

The dragon said seriously: "What?

The foreman laughed, held his stomach and said, "Okay, okay, whatever you want, you can pick 10,000 barrels as you like, but my lord, I have a word first, and the 180 barrels of silver are mine."

Hei Tu struggled to sit up and said, "Dragon, how can you pick four hundred barrels."

The dragon smiled innocently, scratched his head and said, "Hmm? It should be fine, as long as I eat a little well."

(End of chapter)