The neighbors returned to the Ziguang Depot and told the matter, Chen Zikun was angry on the spot: "This Yu Deshun, shameless!" ”

Xue Pingshun was worried: "We are not afraid of soft and hard, but I am afraid that he will not do it with a dung spoon, and after half a month, I will not be able to live this day." ”

The neighbors also said: "Yes, the public thatched houses on the streets have not been cleaned these days, and the manure is piled up like a mountain, and there is no place to put your feet in the thatched houses." ”

Chen Zikun said: "It's just a little misunderstanding, I didn't want to make a big fuss, and the surname Yu didn't want to stop, so I had to accompany and ask the neighbors to be a witness, this matter is not bad for me." ”

The neighbor is in his fifties, and he is also a sensible person, and he has long been dissatisfied with the manure valve's style, and when he heard Chen Zikun say this, he said: "That's natural, but no one digs out the dung after all, Lao Xue, it's better for our neighbors to jointly write to the patrol police station and let them send someone to take care of it." ”

Xue Pingshun sighed and said: "I've been a patrol police officer for more than ten years, isn't this matter clear, no one wants to take care of this mess at all, and besides, Yu Deshun has dealings with Inspector Ma, and it's useless to write a joint letter or something." ”

The neighbors also sighed and shook their heads: "It's really a world wind and a day, during the Guangxu period, these dung diggers know the source of drinking water, not only do not charge monthly money, but also take the native products of their hometown to give to the township during the New Year's holidays, now the Republic of China, but it is getting worse and worse, and they don't work after receiving the monthly money, they beg for wine money every three or five days, and they stop working when it snows, rains and wind, and the neighbors are slightly dissatisfied, either deliberately making your house overflow with fecal water, or slacking off, which is the dung, it is clearly a group of grandfathers. ”

Hearing this, Chen Zikun couldn't help but be indignant, slapped the table and said: "It's against them, if you don't work hard, don't do it at all in the future, isn't it just digging out dung, and you think you can take me and dream." ”

Xue Pingshun was taken aback: "Da Kunzi, you don't want to change careers, do you?" ”

Chen Zikun said with a smile: "Interlacing is like separating mountains, of course I don't want to change careers, but I have a way to treat him." ”

After sending off the neighbors, Xue Pingshun asked him again: "What is the best way?" ”

Chen Zikun smiled mysteriously and said, "Call Wang Dongliang." ”

Wang Dongliang is a farmer in Changxindian, a suburb of Beijing, there is no one in the family, a bachelor, he lives in the Ziguang car factory at night, he is honest, diligent and willing to work, when he has nothing to do, he sweeps the floor and wipes the car, Xue Pingshun looks at him honest and simple, some bits and pieces of buying work are handed over to him to do, in addition to pulling the car, he is also the car factory's broken urge.

Hearing that the big boss was summoned, Wang Dongliang hurriedly came, Chen Zikun beckoned him to sit down, chatted about some household routines, and learned about the living conditions of the farmers in Changxindian.

"Dongliang, if I want to recruit a few people to dig out the dung, take care of food and shelter but don't pay for it, and let them sell the dung themselves, do you think it's okay?" Chan came up with his own ideas.

Wang Dongliang thought about it again and again before he said: "I think it is reliable, the poor can find a livelihood in the city and eat without relying on the sky, which is a good thing that cannot be found with lanterns." ”

Chen Zikun patted his thigh: "It's decided, you go back to the countryside to recruit people, you don't need more, five or six are fine, don't be lazy and slippery, be loyal, honest and healthy." ”

"When?"

"Go now."

Sent Wang Dongliang back to Changxin Store to recruit troops, Chen Zikun asked Xue Pingshun to customize tools for digging dung, long-handled dung spoons, brooms, and dung baskets woven with wattles, these are common things on grocery stalls, and the price is very cheap, but Chen Zikun felt that this kind of dung basket had no cover, and it was easy to leak and pollute the street during transportation, so he decided to modify it, ask a carpenter to build a cover, and get a few pieces of rain cloth to pad it, so that the dung will not overflow.

He also arranged for the big cart that hauled the dung, and hired two mule carts, and the carriage with wooden planks and iron sheets, with lid latches on it, could guarantee that it would not leak even if it overturned.

One day later, Wang Dongliang came back from the countryside with twelve men, and there were more than a dozen dark-skinned, simple-faced croppers standing in the courtyard, looking at Chen Zikun and Xue Pingshun with blank eyes.

Wang Dongliang said embarrassedly: "As soon as I said recruitment, they all came, boss, you look at it, pick it, and send it back if it's not good." ”

Chen Zikun said: "Since you are here, what are you going back to do, let the room open the fire, stew the pig's head meat, and give the brothers the wind!" ”

An hour later, the farmers were all sitting at the dinner table, there were white steamed buns and oily pig's head meat on the table, and they couldn't eat such a good meal in the countryside all year round, and everyone was about to get out of their throats, but the boss didn't speak, so they all held the shelf, swallowed saliva and waited.

"Brothers, I'm also from farming, don't say anything, eat and drink well!" Chen Zikun gave an order, and the twelve men ate like a whirlwind, and the room was full of smacking sounds, and those who didn't know passed by the door, maybe they would think that there was a group of pigs inside.

Chen Zikun called Wang Dongliang over and said: "After eating, take them to the clothes shop, and each person will get a dress to wear, no need to be new, but it must be clean and the color should be uniform, and then take them to Huaqing Pool to take a bath, do you understand?" ”

"Boss, you're such a nice person." Wang Dongliang was moved to tears.

Chen Zikun smiled and patted Wang Dongliang on the shoulder: "Follow me, good days will be long." ”

The new guys were full of food and drink, changed into new clothes and took a bath, and when they returned to the Ziguang Depot, it was already dark, Xue Pingshun beckoned them to stay, but did not arrange work, which made the big guys feel a little uneasy.

On the second day, they were still eating and drinking and serving these people, and everyone was even more anxious, and they all went to ask Wang Dongliang: "What do you mean by the boss, we eat and drink for nothing every day, and we don't want to go." ”

Wang Dongliang ran to ask Chen Zikun, but Chen Zikun just smiled: "It's okay, rest first." ”

A few days have passed, all aspects are very calm, but the residents in the area of Shijuma Street can not hold on, the public thatched houses in the streets and alleys are full, not to mention the convenience of squatting, even the door can not enter, there is no way to solve it on the spot, a few days down, the alley is stinky, not a look, the big family is not much better, the ditch in the thatched house is full of flat walls, fortunately it is not yet summer, if not, mosquito and fly breeding is even more terrible.

The residents couldn't stand it, so they entrusted the people in the neighborhood who were highly respectable to go to the municipal office to report the situation on the one hand, and on the other hand, they scraped together some money to come to the dung factory in Yuji, and begged Yu Deshun to start work.

Yu Deshun was stunned, sat on the rattan chair, held the newly bought purple clay pot and drank tea, looked at the sky, shook his head and sighed: "It's not that I don't want to start work, it's really unspeakable, someone even invited the heroes of the north and south, and they have to occupy my dung, I have no choice but to let Xian." ”

The neighbors have a lot of dung valve on weekdays, and they are even more annoyed when they see Yu Deshun's face at this time, but when they think of the dung flowing all over the street, they can only swallow their anger and force a smile: "Yu Ye, what are you laughing at, we have all asked, the young men in the car factory really don't want to rob your business, it's all a misunderstanding." ”

"Misunderstanding doesn't work." Yu Deshun put the teapot on the king's table, and then thought of Inspector Ma's advice, and pretended to say: "What am I trying to do if I am dirty and tired, isn't it just a mixed bowl of rice to eat, the old and young masters look up to me so much, it is not appropriate for me to be hypocritical, so let's do it, if you think you can't see it, you might as well go to the police station to tell the surname Chen, as long as he goes in, I will immediately send someone to start work." ”

The neighbors looked at each other and felt embarrassed, what is this, the car factory is running well, not disturbing the people and not causing trouble, we will sue him, there is no reason.

It didn't make sense, so the neighbors had to come back, and the people who went to the municipal office on the other side also came back, saying that Shuntianfu did not have a charter to manage such a trivial matter as digging dung, and it was better to ask the neighbors to solve it themselves.

Shijuma Street is located in Xuanwu Gate, the residents are all old Beijing, although the majority of ordinary people, but there is no lack of people with status and status, a few days down, the street is full of feces and urine, as a virtuous gentry, there is no reason, but just a dung digger, you really haven't recruited to deal with him, people just don't want to do it, you can still put him in prison, there is no law about this.

I had no choice but to go to the Ziguang Depot and persuade each other with good words, hoping to make peace with the two.

Xue Pingshun came out to face these people and said: "Because of us, we have caused trouble to the neighbors, it is our fault, I bow to the big guys, we are all gentlemen at Ziguang Depot, and we will never affect everyone, and I will definitely give you an explanation for this matter." ”

The sincerity of his words is a world of difference compared to Yu Deshun, and the neighbors are like mirrors in their hearts, and they can't complain about this matter, so they have to sigh and go.

……

Seeing that the heat was almost over, Yu Deshun was triumphant and said to his daughter-in-law: "See, you have to treat these people like this." ”

But the daughter-in-law said, "Be careful to lift a stone and shoot yourself in the foot." ”

Yu Deshun said: "With the support of the fifth master, I'm afraid of a ball, the five masters are all arranged, you just wait and see." ”

Just when the residents near Shifuma Street were at a loss, a team of brand-new dung diggers appeared in everyone's field of vision, and the previous dung men were completely different, they were wearing uniform black cloth cotton robes, a piece of blue cloth on the chest, embroidered with the word "cleaning", wearing a felt hat on the head, covering the face with cotton yarn masks, a unified dung spoon and dung basket, refreshing.

These dung diggers work very hard, not afraid of dirty and tired, a group of people dig out the official thatched houses in the alley, a group of people go to the homes of residents to dig dung, in the past, dung men work, eat and take cards, a little disagreeing with their wishes, they deliberately sprinkle feces and urine, make people's homes filthy, but these newcomers are not only quick with their hands and feet, after digging out the manure pit and sprinkling lime, spraying potion, it is said that it is a disinfectant used in foreigners' clinics, which can kill germs.

The most surprising thing is that they don't even take money.

Don't charge money, don't charge money! All the neighbors were stupid, and when they inquired, it turned out that this group of people was hired by the Ziguang Depot. Only then did everyone understand, and they gave a thumbs up one by one: "Righteousness!" Daintily! Kind! ”

In less than a morning, the dung roads abandoned by Yu Deshun were cleaned up, and when the people from the dung factory heard the news and rushed over, all the official thatched houses in the alley were hollowed out, and the corners of the streets and alleys were also cleaned, and the smell of disinfectant water was everywhere.

This time it was Yu Deshun's turn to be dumbfounded.