Early the next morning, Fang Ce got up early.

The sky was still bright, and the morning bell had just struck for the first time, and Fang Ce got up.

The first thing I did when I got up was to go to the hut.

Well, he didn't want Chrysanthemum to release the pressure.

It's waiting for someone here.

It didn't take long for the procession to pour the night incense finally arrived.

One of the most important aspects of Fang Ce's plan is the stone in this manure pit.

Although everyone said that the stones of the manure pit were smelly and hard.

But who knows, this stone is a treasure.

"Childe, what are you doing here?"

When the person who poured the night incense arrived at the thatched house, he suddenly saw a person standing in this place.

At first, I thought it was a ghost, and I was startled, but after a few more looks, I realized that it was a person, so I wasn't so nervous.

"I'm here to negotiate a deal with you."

“……”

The man who poured the night incense was silent, and talked to us about the deal?

Could it be that there are fugitives who want to leave Chang'an with the help of dung buckets?

That's a big deal!

It depends on the price of the person!

As for other transactions, the person who poured the night incense didn't think about it.

After all, they deal with night incense all day long, and it's impossible for anyone to buy night incense, and even if they want to buy it, it's someone outside the city who buys it.

These things are good fertilizers.

The people in this city shouldn't need this, right?

Maybe it's as flower fertilizer, but it's definitely enough for your own family.

"I want the stones in the pit inside the thatched house, a penny, how about it?"

Silent.

The person who poured the night incense thought about it, and he didn't think that this guy actually wanted to buy stones, or stones in the pit.

What is that smelly and hard stone for?

I really don't understand the world of rich people.

However, the person who poured the night incense still nodded: "I don't know how much Childe wants?" ”

"As many as you want!"

Fang Ce didn't have any hesitation about this, he was just afraid that there were not enough stones, and the saltpeter that could be refined from one stone was pitiful, but if he wanted to do something, he really needed too much saltpeter.

So these things still need to be more and better.

"That boy may need to prepare hundreds of times."

After hearing Fang Ce's answer, the person who poured the night incense suddenly showed a smile on his face.

"No problem, as long as it is a stone in the dung pit, it is definitely a penny, and Tong Su is not deceived, but don't try to lie to me! If you deliberately make some stones to smear a layer of dung on it and sell it to me, I will find out, you know the consequences, Lao Tzu's surname is Fang! Fang Xuanling's room! ”

Fang Ce deliberately said Fang Xuanling's name, which was an obvious tiger skin.

Fang Xuanling!

Although the person who pours the night incense has no knowledge, can the person who pours the night incense in Chang'an City not know Fang Xuanling's name?

Fang Xuanling's night incense was also poured by them, so they naturally knew it.

It turns out that this son is the son of the grandfather of the country, and they all say that rich people have many quirks.

It makes sense.

I don't see Fang Gongzi, I like smelly and hard stones.

However, it's not a big deal, in Chang'an, except for the night incense in the palace who can't go in to collect stones, the other mansions are collected by more than a hundred or so people, so as long as it takes a day, you can earn a lot of money.

Why not?

In one day, everyone can earn two or three times!

And that's when everyone works together.

If it's just a few of you, in a month, you don't have to pour night incense anymore!

It is completely possible to leave Chang'an, go somewhere else, buy a house, buy a few acres of land, and then ask for a daughter-in-law and live the life of a rich man.

At that moment, several people looked at each other, then they all nodded, and then asked Fang Ce, "I don't know how many stones Gongzi needs every day?" ”

"How much per day?"

Fang Ce doesn't know very well, the processing of this kind of thing must be done by someone.

As for how much, I can't really say.

You can't have too many people, if there are too many people, there will be too many people, and it will not be good if you leak your own things.

But if there are too few people, the efficiency is too low.

"From tomorrow onwards, send me a thousand dollars a day, and if you need more, I'll tell you.

Take my words to heart, the more the merrier. ”

Fang Ce left the restaurant after setting the number, he is the shopkeeper, but he is also a hands-off shopkeeper, and the people inside will take care of everything.

And after staying near the thatched house for a long time, I feel a little smelly on my body.

At this time, it is necessary to recruit workers, and he will never touch the stones he collects.

How can you touch this smelly and hard thing by yourself.

So it's still cost-effective to recruit workers.

In the early years of the Tang Dynasty, what was the least valuable?

Labor is the least valuable!

Especially in the homeless camp in Nancheng, the people there can give you free work as long as they take care of the food.

But is Fang Ce such a person?

Absolutely not, not only to manage food, but also to give money.

Ten cents a day, three meals, Chen, noon, Shen, three times to eat.

There are eggs at the time of the hour, meat at noon, and money at the time of the day.

As soon as Fang Ce posted this recruitment notice, he was surrounded by homeless people in an instant.

It's really surrounded, and everyone is coming.

Fang Ce was a little helpless, so he could only pull Fang Xuanling's name and discuss with the Wuhou here and ask them to help maintain order.

As soon as the Wuhou came over, the surrounding homeless people instantly quieted down.

Just now, he was crazy like a wild dog, but now there is a long queue.

At the head of the line was a teenager, lying on the ground.

It looks like he has just been trampled on, and there are still a lot of footprints on his body.

But he occupied the front row, and no one dared to cross the teenager half a step.

“……”

Fang Ce stood next to his notice, looked at the young man lying on the ground, and then was speechless.

This guy can pretend to be so good!

Obviously there was nothing, but he just lay still.

"Brother, don't pretend, get up, you're the first, hurry up, don't affect my recruitment."

Fang Ce gently patted him on the back twice.

Then, the boy, in an instant, a carp stiffened, jumped up, and when his legs hit the ground, he left a pit directly on the ground.

"Ah, I didn't control my strength, I'm sorry!"

The boy was a little embarrassed, and when he first stood up, his strength was not well controlled.

"Well, okay, you stay, what's your name?"

Fang Ce didn't say any more nonsense, just based on this pit, he decided that it was him.

After all, someone is going to smash rocks when the time comes, the kind that will be smashed.

"My name is Li Yun and I'm from Hebei."

The young man's voice was not very loud, but it clearly penetrated Fang Ce's ears.

"Li Yun! Very good, you will be the foreman in the future, and now you are here to help me recruit people, a hundred is enough, there are no requirements. ”

When Fang Ce said this, his first reaction was that the protagonist of "The First Ruthless Man in the Tang Dynasty" written by the author who claimed to be out of the water in three clicks was also from Hebei and had the same strength.

Could it really be the same people?

If it's true.

Then he is Li Xuanba's son.

I used a prince to smash the stones of the pit, and I felt very exciting to think about it.