There is an old saying in Sijiu City - Liba of Dashilar is not idle!

Although this is simple, the meaning inside is several layers inside and out. First of all, this Liba is the master of the family with no surplus food, and his life has never stopped with his hands and mouths, and he is not idle at all. The small shop selling hybrid noodles at the door of the house is a frequent customer on credit, sometimes five or seven days without the work that can feed the family, that can only be carried empty food pockets to the shopkeeper Ke Jin's smile, the family tightened their belts and drank a meal of thin soup a day to hang their lives, just waiting for the day to be able to take a good job, this can barely clear the old accounts in the small shop, and take the family to eat a dry food like a tooth sacrifice.

Besides, the work in these four or nine cities is many and miscellaneous, although it is said that the amount of money is not guaranteed, but as long as you are willing to work, you can make do with yourself first. Counting from the four seasons of the year, clearing the ditch in spring, pasting pergola in summer, pan new kang in autumn, and building stove in winter, no one season can worry about the day when you can go back with an empty stomach in Liba City! Sometimes I bumped into many customers of Zhaoliba, and the head of the city of Naliba could still stare at the customer, Naqiao, and he was not happy to take care of the work that didn't make a few dollars!

Seeing that there were people running to the boundary of the big fence and waiting for the work, a few Liba, who were sitting in a small teahouse on the side of the road drinking tea, suddenly shouted with a loud voice: "The market is closed today, and those who are looking for Liba will go home!" ”

Listening to the shouts of a few Liba heads, the patrons of Zhaoliba in the Dashilar City turned their faces and answered the words of those Liba heads from a distance: "Hey, how many of you are saying this, do you sound fresh?" Since the day it opened, I really haven't heard of the day when there was a break? What's wrong? Which arrogant patron in Sijiu City took away all the Haoliba? How many of you are in the middle of the general, and find a few Liba for me to deal with? ”

Taking a sip of the thick high foam, a few Liba heads sitting in the small teahouse laughed very arrogantly: "But counting in the four or nine cities, there really wasn't any arrogant customers in the past." I was able to give the big fence Liba to a circle with no leftovers! But today's patron is not an ordinary person, not only has he wrapped up Dashilar Liba today, I'm afraid that after this little two months of work, Dashilar will not see a few Liba squatting and waiting for work! ”

"Hey, who can have such a big hand and a human face? How many of you will tell me about it too, so that I can have a long insight?! ”

"Who else could it be? The living dragon picture in Sijiu City, the real Bao Gong - Duan Ye who sits on the top spot in the Beiping Patrol Bureau! Ren Duan Ye said that he wanted to rebuild the shops and neighbors' houses on Zhushikouer Street that were destroyed by the Iron Gun Lock! ”

"Hey, I said, who in these four nine cities can have such an arrogant hand and human face? It's Duan Ye who has been making trouble for a long time! Come on. This year, I guess I have to start the work of opening my lips and clearing this stinky ditch. With my two new rooms this year, I'm afraid I won't be able to live in them."

"What do you mean by that?"

"How many of you think-Liba of Dashilar called Bao Yuan to go to those houses on the street in Xiuzhu City, the masons, bricklayers, carpenters, and stonemasons in Sijiu City, can there be any leakage? On this face, the two ear rooms in my house want to be renovated and rebuilt, and wait for next year! ”

Just like the patron who couldn't find Liba to work, not only Dashilar people and Liba in the city called for beckoning to go to Zhushikouer Street to clean up the remaining bricks and rubble after the fire. The masons, bricklayers, carpenters, and stonemasons in Sijiu City were all hired on the streets of Zhushikouer without landing. The masters and masters in each line all gathered together, and followed the closed apprentices of the Lei family in the capital to walk slowly in the open space that had just been cleared up by Liba, and had already written down the dimensions of the inside and outside, up and down, and the height of the house to be built, and the number of stones, bricks, tiles, and wood to be used to build the house was still calculated in his heart.

And in a house on Zhushikouer Street, which barely left a roof, doors and windows, the characters who bought and sold construction materials inside and outside Sijiu City had already surrounded Duan Ye, who was sitting in the house. He shouted at Duan Ye endlessly: "Duan Ye, the materials in our timber yard are all good timber sold from outside the customs. Serious three dips and three idle alternate years! At present, Master Duan, you are presiding over the repair of these houses on Zhushikouer Street, and these good woods are naturally useful! What you are doing is a good thing like a bodhisattva, and we don't want to make money in this business in the timber yard. You can reward us with a book, and we can send you half a day's hard wood, and we can't delay you for this reason! ”

"As the old saying goes, to build a house, you have to use blue bricks and Biwa Nanshan stone, which means that our Nanshan stone is a stonemason's chisel and chisel to cut out the stone. There is no means of boiling water to soak those stones! Master Duan, as long as you nod your head, you can see things in the dark! ”

"The tung oil beaten out of the old water mill in Wuzhou, and the green gauze can't filter out a little bit of dregs, and the old lady of the Republic of China zhèng fu Xu Senate has personally held the business for many years! Duan Ye. I've sent all this tung oil, which master do you think I'm dealing with? ”

"Master Duan, I have to bother you to stamp a stamp with the account book! By this morning, a total of 200,000 pieces of green bricks had been sent to Zhushikou Street."

Looking up with a fat face covered with oil and sweat, Duan Ye, who was still hanging on one arm, was busy supporting those merchants who came to do business left and right, but he was secretly worried in his heart

asked people to squeeze in front of the abandoned garden in public, especially when Ha Xiaojing opened his mouth to say the 'Gongye' who was beside him every now and then, Duan Ye could only be distressed and gritted his teeth and agreed to return all the good things he got from the iron gun to the neighbors on Zhushikou Street who had been fired.

But before Duan Ye's words landed, the crowd didn't know which master was lacking in virtue and smoking, Leng just straightened his neck and shouted that he didn't bother the two masters, instead of returning those good things to the neighbors who were burned on Zhushikou Street, it was better for Duan Ye to sell these things in public, and then use the money from selling these good things to rebuild the house on Zhushikou Street, which can be regarded as a great merit with all the mustaches!

It's like in a dream, someone here just mentioned it. A group of neighbors on Zhushikou'er Street led by Ha Xiaojing immediately agreed without a word. Before Duan Ye could figure out a turning rhetoric and a means of pushing and prevarication, someone in the crowd had already nominated an old talent from the former Qing Dynasty, and wrote out a piece of Chen to Beiping City with a splash of ink, and then selected more than a dozen characters on the scene in Sijiu City, who were highly virtuous, and rushed to Beiping City to express his feelings!

I don't know if the officials in Beiping City, who push back when they do things for the people on weekdays, are full of food, and the ink has not dried as soon as Chen has just entered the door. A few officials in Beiping City rushed to the abandoned garden in Sijiu City with their heels and buttocks, and left a sentence to the crowd gathered in front of the abandoned garden in front of Duan Ye - the will of the people cannot be violated, and the will of the people cannot be resented! Since everyone trusts Duan Ye's character skills so much, the important task of rebuilding Zhushikouer Street will be entrusted to Duan Ye!

The gentlemen walking on the scene in Sijiu City are not only good to look at the lively, but also understand the rules of the rivers and lakes where the sedan chair people carry people. Just now that an official from Beiping City said something in public, there were already people over there who were willing to pay money in public to buy the things that Duan Ye had obtained from the iron gun and dreadlock. It's just a blink of an eye, and several old courtiers who have accumulated years in the pawn have asked people to find and invite, and look at the things, the touchstones, mink pockets, green bamboo silk, and scales that are to be called when the price is cut off are all resting on the table of the eight immortals and carried to Duan Ye. Pull it out and put it away!

It is said that people are sad to do things, and things are easy to urge people. In front of such a number of characters walking on the scene in Sijiu City, even if Duan Ye wanted to slide his shoulders backwards, it was a scene that he couldn't help himself.

Hit the big frame car pushed out of the abandoned garden, and the good things that had just been returned to the hand were shown in public, and then by the old people in the pawn line to evaluate the price, and then added another two percent to the price code and sold it.

In this sales scene where people show their faces, those shopkeepers of the Chamber of Commerce who came to Duan Ye to send a plaque to congratulate him naturally couldn't be stingy. There are people who recognize the object in person and immediately ask their subordinates to go back and get the money. There are also those who went straight to the banks in Sijiu City to withdraw the ocean and came back to deliver it in person. It was only an hour or so of work, and several of the good things on the big rack cars were already sold out. The money he got was asked to make a public account in front of the old courtiers in the bank, and then the presidents of the Jin Merchants, Hui Merchants and Zhejiang Merchants Chamber of Commerce were invited to be the big checkers of the reconstruction of Zhushi Kouer Street Project. If you want to withdraw money from this public account, you must have the stamps of the three presidents of the Jin Merchants, Hui Merchants, and Zhejiang Chamber of Commerce, plus Duan Ye's handprint as proof, and the whole thing is called leaky!

Holding the newly written ledger with an uninjured hand, and then looking at the meaningful smiling faces of the officials of Beiping City around him, carrying and Sai Qinqiong resting beside him, staring at the wooden boxes full of oceans and deposit receipts with resentment in his eyes. Duan Ye really wants to die - people all over the world know that he has such a large sum of money in his hand, but if he wants to be greedy for ink in it, he is afraid that it will be difficult to climb to the sky, not to mention that these officials in Beiping City around him still have to work hard, and this money has to be taken out of his waist

In exchange for this much-anticipated and long-awaited taste, it's really fucking too expensive!

My mind is spinning and grinding. In front of him, there were still those masters who were pulling their voices to make their voices, Duan Ye only felt that an evil fire couldn't stop scurrying upwards in his heart, and a mouthful of phlegm suddenly surged up in his throat, and he screamed strangely, and slammed down from the chair

Seeing that Duan Ye was stunned and fell into the mud, the shopkeepers of the merchants who surrounded Duan Ye suddenly screamed chaotically: "Hey, what's wrong?" ”

"I'm afraid I'm guilty of phlegm! Pinch people in the middle of pinching people"

"What they phlegm on, it's tired of the flesh and blood! There is no hairpin, Ma Yuer's fingers are bloody, or something will really happen in a while! ”

"Is there a here? Who still wears hairpins on the old man?"

"Please go to the doctor and find the doctor to help!" (To be continued......)