Zhang Liuzi carefully held the things that the chief gave him, such a snow-white notebook and a box of pencils, which he had never seen before, before seeing the volunteers in the classroom, writing on these white papers, he was envious, and now he also has such a book.

Zhang Liuzi found the buffalo grazing, and when he saw that there was nothing wrong with it, he opened the notebook, looked at the multiplication table on it, and entered a state of addiction.

Before twelve o'clock in the afternoon, the volunteers came to report.

"Chief, Zhang Laosi has caught the fish when he went out, and I heard from the people who came back that there are a lot of fish caught, but it is not enough for the ox cart to carry it, I hope the chief can solve it for him."

Zijian: "Yes, so fast, you go to collect ox carts in Zhangjia Village in the name of the volunteers, one or two silver a day." ”

Okay, Zijian is a loser, Zhang Laosi hired an ox cart, but it was only thirty yuan, he was good, he gave one or two silver directly, he really didn't treat silver as money.

The volunteers' faces were a little strange, "Chief, I heard that the wages of those ox carts are thirty wen, is the salary you give too high?" ”

Zijian: "Ah, Zhang Laosi gives so little, forget it, you organize an ox cart to pull the fish back, and as for the salary, let Zhang Laosi pay it himself." ”

In contrast, Zijian found that he seemed to have become a wronged man, and the salary he gave was dozens of times more than usual, and Zhang Laosi gave 30 yuan to drive the ox cart, and someone helped to do it, which shows that this is the normal price.

Since this is the case, he will not be wronged, although he doesn't care about one or two silver a day, there is a certain risk in doing so before, so no one says anything if he gives a high salary, if even this is such a high salary, Zijian is disrupting the market behavior, after all, not everyone is the same as him, and he doesn't treat silver as money!

If the people are accustomed to using silver to do things, and they can't look down on those dozens of copper coins, then the joke will be big.

There is nothing to do here, Zijian thought about going out to see the big fish that was pulled back, and then a volunteer army came in outside to report, "Chief, three brick-burning craftsmen are here." ”

Zijian: "Invite them in!" ”

Wu Brick's name is given by his deceased father, a family potter, his generation is already the fifth generation of potters, as a craftsman, he is not qualified to leave the industry of the potter, this is the rule set by the founding emperor, Wu Brick has no ability to change anything, he took over the craft of burning bricks from his father, and has decades of experience.

"Hello Chief!"

The three craftsmen greeted Zijian first, after all, Zijian spent money to ask them to do things, and they were their customers.

Zijian: "The three masters are polite, please take a seat!" Name? ”

Wu Brick excused himself and said, "Chief, little Wu Brick, let's just stand." ”

Well, they don't sit, it's not that Zijian is rude, it's their business.

Zijian opened his mouth and said, "Find a few masters to come over, you must have guessed, I want a lot of bricks and stones, how much does it cost you to burn bricks?" ”

Wu brick "Chief Master, the bricks and stones we made are blue bricks, and the cost is 30 yuan. ”

Zijian shook his head, "Impossible, what kind of brick are you burning, a brick is so expensive." ”

A few craftsmen don't speak, people think the price is high, what can be done.

Zijian: "There is a book on burning red bricks here, you can't read and write, go and ask for advice, Mr. Teaching, I want a lot of red bricks, your skills in burning green bricks can be kept by yourself, just burn paper red bricks for me." ”

Zijian didn't know how much the price of burning bricks in ancient times was, but according to Wu Brick said that a brick is thirty Wen, and the one or two silver is down, it is just more than three hundred bricks, what can it do, just now Zijian heard that Zhang Laosi's salary for hiring an ox cart is thirty Wen a day, and now a brick costs thirty Wen, so it is not strange to see that most of the people in the Ming Dynasty live in grass huts and wooden houses.

A common man's hard work in a day can buy a brick, and if he wants to build a house for living in people, how long does it take for the people to work to get enough bricks and stones?

This is an old-fashioned brick-making method, Zijian will definitely not use it, the cost is expensive, the speed is slow, if you want to meet Zijian's requirements, God knows how long, Zijian will let Wu brick technology Wu brick they learn, you can build a brick factory equivalent to the small black workshop in later generations, put hundreds of people into it, and produce tens of thousands of cheap red bricks a day There is no problem, as for the green bricks, let it hell!

Zijian: "The technology of red bricks is in it, I am going to invest 10,000 taels of silver in it first, you go back to test first, learn the method of burning paper red bricks, you used to do this kind of thing, it should be easy to fire red bricks." ”

Wu bricks those thin books, I don't know what to say, this master is not interested in their original craft, to pass on a new brick-burning craft to them, there is a feeling of suffocation, their craft is looked down upon, no one is in a bad mood.

Zijian: "The three of you will help me do things, and in the future, I will pay ten taels of silver a month, and burn the bricks as soon as possible." ”

Zijian plans to buy a few red bricks for a penny, even if it is the most expensive, try to reduce the price to a penny a piece, at such a price the people can use it, if they can't afford it, it is a personal problem.

Wu Brick: "Chief, this is!" ”

Zijian, "What's wrong with you!" ”

"No, the little one will be done as soon as possible!"

Zijian: "Well, you can burn some for me first, if it succeeds, I will allocate 500 people to give you a hand, and you can make a model for me in these two days!" ”

Wu Brick, "My lord, we are illiterate, I'm afraid." ”

Zijian: "It's okay, I'll send a scholar to help you, so let's go to Mr. Zhang Youde later, and ask him to explain the firing method to you." ”

"Little Peach, let the Volunteers come over."

The leader of the "Volunteer Army". ”

Zijian: "You take the three masters to find Teacher Zhang, and ask him to explain the method of burning red bricks from books, and as for the silver, let Teacher Zhang ask his wife for it." ”

"Yes, Chief. Three, please follow me."

In fact, Zijian's explanation is the most appropriate, but as the head of the hall, he is too lazy to take care of this kind of trivial matter, and he is not without people, so he just tells them to do something, otherwise he wants them to do something.

Zijian took out his notebook and divided the task of red bricks, and there were still a few major things to do urgently, cement, steel bars, and tea seed oil, each of which is related to the future development of the base area, and these things require a lot of manpower.

Without mechanization, if you want to do things, you need a lot of manpower, but the increase in manpower will accelerate the consumption of food.

In the past, as an ordinary worker, he thought that it was very hard to go to work, but when he came here, as a guide, he had to guide the development direction of the whole group, which made Zijian depressed.

A pair of white and tender hands were placed on Zijian's head and massaged him, Zijian put down his thoughts and rested his head on Li Zhu'er behind him.

"Why are you here?"

Li Zhu'er chuckled, "Why is the husband so uncomfortable!" ”

Zijian leaned on the soft beauty and said depressedly, "It's too troublesome to engage in development, there are too many things involved, it's refreshing to grab the silver." ”

Li Zhuer took the time to find a few of Li Yan's cronies, asked Zijian's origin, and then learned the identity of Zijian's thief, but he is already Zijian's person, and he pays attention to marrying chickens and dogs, what else!

However, Li Zhuer also found that the style of these bandits is not like a bandit at all, mainly not like a bandit for ordinary people, but puts their status in the same position, such as asking the people to do things, the volunteers are for silver, if other bandits, let the people do things, you see if they will pay them, dare to talk to them about wages, and cut them with a knife.

Li Zhuer was helpless about her husband's complaints.