In the Jinling Art Garden, Dong Ce faced the Chamber of Commerce members that had expanded to 400, and he was overwhelmed and gushing.

The vendors below listened with enthusiasm and excitement.

In the past, because of the rise in prices, wages also rose, making the traders realize that they were not making money at all, but now, after listening to Dong Ce's plan, they understand that now is the time to make money!

They are recruiting disaster victims, and what do disaster victims need? Home! With a home, there is a stable life, otherwise everything is empty.

And now, the Ningzhou Chamber of Commerce is to give the victims a home, negotiate with the government, negotiate with the scholars, buy the land, build a house and then sell it to the victims, so that the wages received by the victims are equivalent to nothing, and finally fall into their pockets, which is the king of making money!

"Now, the Qin government has agreed to sell us eighteen acres of wasteland in the southern suburbs, although it is wasteland, but after the establishment of the house, it has become a village, a home, what are you still considering? Those who have money can pay, those who don't have money can provide materials, even if it is a tile, it can make money now, the time is urgent, the budget is 80,000 yuan, now invest money, the report will be more, miss it, you have to wait for the next time, as for this next time, it is not our decision, but the decision of the scholars! ”

Dong Ce continued to bewitch, under his passionate explanation, almost all members had a hot brain, and quoted the investment price one after another, hoping to get more reports, but Dong Ce, who knew the importance of scarcity, how could he let them give as much as they wanted, everything had to be agreed upon, and the decision could be made.

But so it goes. The businessmen were not satisfied, after all, there was too little investment. The return is also small, but more than 400 businessmen. Raising 80,000 yuan is as easy as playing a house, and I naturally hope to invest more and earn more.

However, they are not stupid, they can't just wait for death on the road of the Chamber of Commerce, so when they left the art garden, they gathered in groups of three or five to discuss their connections and see if it was possible to get land from the scholars. It is better to learn from the art garden to build a village, sell it to the victims under his command, and earn back all the wages given to them.

This move was only carried out in Jinling at first, but soon, it spread throughout Ningzhou, followed by Suzhou, Huzhou and Yanghang, and in just half a month, almost the entire Jiangnan had a plan to build a new village.

This momentum. In just half a month, the entire Jiangnan has been covered, and all the businessmen are planning the construction of a new village, after all, there are too many victims. At most, a village can accommodate 100 households and 100,000 victims, so at least one or two hundred new villages are needed. The amount is too huge, but the Ningzhou Chamber of Commerce can't afford it at all. But the victims are not all in Ningzhou, mainly in Shanghai!

Huzhou businessman at the beginning. I didn't know the wishful thinking of the Ningzhou merchants at all, and when the Ningzhou merchants killed them, they were already aware of it, but fortunately, many Ningzhou merchants had problems with their capital turnover, which led to a delay in the purchase of land, so that they saw the dawn, so they took the lead and bought wasteland from the Shi clan to establish a new village.

As long as there is money to be made, the businessman's actions are always the fastest, not to mention the government, and even the well-informed Taiping Dao can't reflect it!

Today, the victims have saved almost all their urgent needs, and are reluctant to spend a penny, so that they can move into their new homes as soon as possible.

In this way, the Taoist temple of Taiping Road will be even more deserted, what else can you do except be accompanied by flies?

"It's over, it's over!" In the past few days, Zhengxuzi seems to be directly from sixty years old to eighty years old, and the whole person looks extremely old, which makes his disciples very worried, but they don't know how to comfort him, after all, they can't stop this matter, they can only let it develop!

It was nearly August, and the teahouse of Jinling Art Garden was officially opened, although Dong Ce asked Tu Xiaoguo and Zhu Dashan to decorate the teahouse, but the final decision was still in his hands, and it was done, Tu Xiaoguo and Zhu Dashan's previous attention was almost in vain, most of them were decided by Dong Ce, not that Dong Ce didn't trust them, but that their vision was really untrustworthy!

The decoration of the teahouse is very elegant, and it is refreshing to walk into it, so uncomfortable.

However, because of Dong Ce's busyness, he still ignored many problems, among them, the problem of cultivating tea makers.

"Oh my God!" Dong Ce looked at their tea-making techniques, stroked his forehead and shook his head, "Can you be professional?" Also, you can't be silent, to communicate with customers, at the same time, but also to learn, every customer is your teacher, you have to try your best to learn from them, customers are easy to relax when drinking tea, almost everything, what do you want to do at this time, listen, learn, not just blindly make tea, but understand the needs of recent customers, so as to report to the steward, if you learn important news, there will be a commission, understand? ”

After listening to Dong Ce's words, a newly recruited employee was completely dumbfounded, but he didn't expect that there was so much attention to just making tea.

After teaching the staff of the teahouse, Dong Ce immediately rushed to the Fantasy Hall, and when he saw the preparations on the stage, he suddenly had another headache.

It is undeniable that Dong Ce is indeed in no mood to manage the Fantasy Hall, it is very similar to throwing it to others, but the final result of throwing it to them is a mess!

"Fat man, I know you do this to please the children, but sometimes you have to take care of the adult guests, they are our most important customers, if they don't come, how can the children come? You should do this Disney. ”

"What is Disney?" Zhou Cong said curiously.

"Paradise!" Dong Ce sighed, he could only guide him personally, especially Tu Xiaoguo and Zhang Xiaogui, who were going to become the pillars of the Fantasy Hall in the future, and they were almost ten years old, if they were not carefully cultivated, they would really be useless.

After a busy day, it was not until late at night that Dong Ce rested proudly, and when he was about to ride a donkey home, he suddenly saw Liu Fu.

Liu Fu has been busy with the fireworks shop recently, and he didn't have time to come over at all, Dong Ce couldn't help but be a little strange, and asked, "Something happened to the fireworks shop?" ”

"Nope." Liu Fu smiled slightly and said, "Today is the most important day for the young son!" ”

"Huh?" Dong Ce was stunned for a moment and said, "What day is it for me today?" ”

"Birthday! Today, the young boy is exactly twenty years old, and it's time to make a statement. ”

"Holy!" Dong Ce really forgot the birthday of this life, and when he heard Liu Fu say this, he couldn't help crying and laughing: "Forget about the words, I'm not that interested." ”

"No, it must be, what did the young man think about?" Liu Fu insisted.

Looking at Liu Fu with a serious face, Dong Ce knew that if he didn't agree, he would really be able to drill the horns of the bull, and he would let himself stand up for life.

After thinking about it for a while, Dong Ce said, "That's okay, just use Bo Fu." ”

"Bo Fu!" Liu Fu frowned, thought for a while, how did he feel that this word was very familiar, and suddenly, he seemed to understand something, and said: "Isn't this the word of Sun Ce, the little overlord of Jiangdong, and Sun Bofu in the Three Kingdoms, no, young son, let's take another one!" (To be continued.) )