112 Workers

[Hammer hammer is so ruthless! ] 】

[What's wrong?] Is your sister Feng possessed? 】

[The hammer is ruthless enough, this is hundreds of lives, and if you say you die, you will be killed? 】

[It is not a pity for these goods to die, there is more than enough to die, and the crime deserves death. 】

[Have you come to show idioms? Turn left and the poetry conference registration office is over there. 】

[I can understand what Hammer Hammer did, and I think he did it right.] Teacher Zhou actually agreed with such a bloody killing.

[Teacher Zhou, you're not young, don't play the little fan girl, okay? ] 】

[I'm really not a powder hammer, because those who live in Sanssouci Cave, especially those leaders, are basically bad guys who donate blood all over their hands. Damn them! 】

[I said that in the past two days, how has the hammer changed sexuality and changed to a literary and artistic style, so I was waiting here? 】

[The people who live in the sewers are more poor, right? Hammer Hammer left them alone? 】

"What's the matter? If it weren't for them, labor and management would have blown up the sewers a long time ago! Zhao Dazhui replied hatefully in the live broadcast room, worried about the pile of "blacks" in front of him.

According to Zhao Ji's meaning, these people do not accept the king's transformation and do not pay taxes, and they are already self-excluded from the Great Song Dynasty, and the government actually has no responsibility to help them.

did not take the opportunity to exterminate it, it can already be regarded as the court's mercy and openness.

What good thing do you want to waste precious money and food to include those who are really lonely and helpless into the Salesian Bureau?

Zhao Dazhui was also reluctant to arrange them to the Salesian Bureau. It's not that they feel sorry for the money, but because they are really not suitable to go to the Salesian Bureau.

The Salesian Bureau is all poor widows and lonely people, and these people who have just come out of the sewers may not all deserve to die, but they are definitely not as innocent as they seem on the surface.

Besides, there are many young and strong people who can be self-reliant, and they are all raised to eat idle meals, which is not suitable!

The faint sound of crying not far away made the hearts of those who stood in place tremble.

What's going on? Didn't you say that you were going to promote them, why was the cheers so scary?

"No, they seem to have been killed!"

Every little minion has a friend of three and four friends, although the relationship is not very iron, but it is really a little unaccustomed to watching the playmates who grew up together and are often abused to being abused to being slaughtered.

More and more people are talking, more and more people's hearts are fluctuating, and there is a tendency to commotion.

Han Shizhong, who was in charge of the bullet pressure, waved his hand, and thousands of infantry armed with spears poured out around him, surrounding these young men.

The command flag in his hand pointed forward, and the soldiers leveled their spears in unison and took a step forward: "Fire!" ”

"They're going to kill us all! Brothers, fight with them! "There are a few people with ulterior motives who took the opportunity to fan the flames.

Han Shizhong waved his hand again, and with a few cold arrows, he went towards those conspirators. The archery skills are all very good, and they all pass through the heart and are killed on the spot.

The big guy didn't plan to use his small body to carry the iron-clad spears of the officers and soldiers, and when he saw that a few people who were stirring up trouble were cleanly killed, he didn't dare to act rashly.

The scene was very calm, and Zhao Dazhui was also very satisfied.

Now, the bad guys hidden in the good people have been almost cleaned up, and the plan of "distribution according to work" can probably be carried out!

That's right, it's according to work, and it's a very fair and very expensive piece-rate wage - for every pound of charcoal dug up, the wages are paid.

What can you do with a penny (roughly the equivalent of a penny in the Hereafter)?

The toilet that was charged last time, smoked half a flower, or a steamed bun in the hands of migrant workers to satisfy their hunger?

Both, and no.

At the very least, in the place where Zhao Dazhui saw, the common people of the Northern Song Dynasty, who were known as wealthy, often used neither gold and silver, nor Jiaozi, but copper coins one by one, which was to be counted in terms of "literature"!

It's really like in the Condor Shooting, Guo Daxia spent more than a dozen taels of silver for the first time to invite Huang Rong to dinner, and it can only be said that Guo Daxia is a local tyrant or a fool.

When we met for the first time, I spent tens of thousands of dollars to invite me to dinner, which is really much more sincere than a bowl of spicy tang.

According to Mr. Zhou's explanation, at this time, you can eat enough every day with only 100 texts, and you can even drink a glass of turbid wine. Of course, if you want to eat and drink well and raise a few more concubines, it will not be enough.

People who live in sewers are not so ambitious, as long as they have a stable income, they are usually not bullied by so many people, and they are satisfied.

There are also those who are not satisfied with this price, and open their mouths to question: "A pound of charcoal is only paid for a literary worker, and we can only earn more than ten yuan a day, where is there enough to eat?" ”

Zhao Dazhui was too lazy to pay attention to this kind of lazy thing, and pointed to an old boss behind him: "Tell me, how much charcoal can ordinary people dig in a day." ”

The old man who had been dyed with soot and couldn't see his eyebrows clearly, sneered: "He is a pig and dog, and he can arch ten pounds a day with his mouth, not to mention that he is a person?" ”

The old man's words were very unpleasant, and the broken mouth began to sneer at each other: "Who are you old dog scolding?" How much charcoal can you produce per day and how much money do you earn? ”

"Hehe, the old man is old, and he can only produce 500 catties of charcoal a day."

500 catties a day, that's 500 yuan, and it's not a dream to earn more than 10,000 yuan a month!

Just imagine, with an income of more than ten times a month, how many people have to be abducted and abducted to earn so much?

There are young and strong people who have begun to imagine a better life of earning enough money every day.

As soon as the dream came out, it was extinguished by the old man's head with a soak of urine: "Don't think so much, and don't think about doing it alone." Three people work together to dig, push, and pull, and it is easy to have more than 2,000 catties a day, and it will not tire yourself, so that this work can be done for a long time. ”

This is a good word, but also a true word, everyone bowed down to thank the seniors for their guidance.

But there are still people who are not happy and continue to ask: "Who pays for the tools?" Who's to blame for the accident? How do you count the food? Is there any time to take a break? ”

Dabao couldn't listen to it anymore, and took a step forward and scolded: "You and other untouchables, if it weren't for the emperor's uncle to worry about you, you would have been strangled together with the chaotic party, and you dare to talk about conditions?" ”

"We are not untouchables, we are all serious people, and we have never done anything bad!"

All of a sudden, the crowd was excited, and they had to prove that they were good people who abided by the law.

"Good guys?" Dabao smiled sheepishly, "Where is your household registration?" Have you ever served as a conscriptor or paid taxes? ”

"We used to be good people, but then we were persecuted, so we had to go to Sanssouci Cave...... and there were more excited people.

In fact, it is also true, except for those who committed crimes and actively escaped to the sewers, who would live in a good house and be a rat?

Dabao, that fox fake tiger guy is really good!

You don't see that the tiger of Benhou Ye is not a tiger anymore, you fox is still a tiger! In the middle of the day, you are on!

Bai Shizhong smashed his mouth in embarrassment, wanted to say something but never said it, he could only wail in his heart, and said to those who talked about the conditions: "Do it if you want to, if you don't want to do it, get out of the way!"

Do you have enough qualifications for benefits? No, nothing! But I promise that I will never default on your wages. ”

If you are used to freedom, you will turn around and leave.

Bai Shizhong waved his hand coldly: "Take it!" Dispose of them according to the exiles, and punish them with hard labor! ”

"Didn't you say you could leave if you didn't want to? How can you not talk without words? ”

"Workers have to have the consciousness of beating workers, want to leave? You're thinking too much, aren't you? Bai Shizhong, who was possessed by the black-hearted capitalist, smiled coldly, "Who else?" ”

It's a pit!

This dignified prime minister is simply a pockmark, not a pockmarker - a pit man!

Seeing that there were really no thorns to clean up, Bai Shizhong smiled with satisfaction, turned to Zhao Dazhui and said flatteringly: "Uncle, what I did is okay, right?" ”

"How do I know, you did all the bad things, and I didn't do anything!"