Chapter 18 The Baht Must Be Compared

Early in the morning, Hua Experience, Jiang Experience, Governor Zhang, and Yang Zhaomo appeared on a certain street in the third street and six alleys, and soon the merchants on the whole street knew about it, and everyone gathered around them as if they had found the backbone, and reported to him a series of inconveniences caused by Qingyu.

They came at the right time, in this most prosperous market, some shops and storefronts were opened by some powerful families in the city, and if the time dragged on too long, the proprietors behind these shops would come out to put pressure on Ye Tuiguan.

And they came forward at this time, most of the shops with a big background have not had time to react, you must know that as long as they can solve the problem by themselves, those shopkeepers will not ask for help from the backstage at every turn, otherwise the matter is solved, and they have also left an incompetent impression in the hearts of the proprietor.

As for those businessmen whose background is not enough to suppress Ye Tuiguan, or who have no backstage at all, they can only turn to Hua Shi and Jiang Shi, these officials, in their opinion, after all, these officials have been local officials for some years, and they are psychologically closer to Ye Tuiguan who has just arrived than Ye Tuiguan.

These subordinate officials of the Tuiguan Yamen really got closer to them, and they invariably followed the merchants to complain to Ye Tuiguan, expressing deep sympathy and understanding for their plight, and then said: "However, as far as I know, the new official of the Tuiguan has taken office three times, and he really wants to start work from the three streets and six lanes, seek the well-being of the people, and earn a good official reputation." But the ...... on the West side, you know! ”

Even people who didn't understand it, after two days of talking to each other, they also understood, the residents of Xicheng were mostly relatives of Zhang's own family, and the prefect ordered Ye Tuiguan to start dredging from Xicheng, so it became a half-lazi project.

The Zhang family is the emperor of the soil who has been in Tongren Mansion for hundreds of years. Now, although the cornerstone of authority is gradually loosening, it is only the feeling and reaction of the Tusi level in various places, and in the eyes of these small people, the Zhang family is still the supreme ruler of Tongren Mansion.

The same thing has to be done anyway, so it is understandable to take care of their relatives first, even if they feel that it is unreasonable, who will tease the prefect's tiger whiskers? However, the laborers have all gone to Xicheng, what should we do with the mess of three streets and six alleys?

Qinglang Street. After all the merchants begged for each other, Hua said with a difficult face: "In this way, I will give a speech to the magistrate on behalf of you, explain your difficulties, and then recruit some laborers from the locality, and clean up those places that have stopped work halfway, and clean up those that can be cleaned up, and if they can't, they will be restored to their original state first, in short, it will not affect everyone's business." ”

The businessmen were overjoyed. Hua said: "It's just that this extra conscription of labor, but it is impossible for the yamen to pay for it, do you have any ideas?" ”

The proprietor of Shu's head noodle shop led the merchants aside to discuss, and now the streets and alleys are full of mud. Even if it doesn't stink, it makes the streets filthy and pedestrians extinct, and every day of delay is a big loss, and it is worth it if you can solve the problem with a small amount of money.

But why do people spend their experiences helping? The benefit fee still has to be given. The plan has been decided. The rest is the question of how much each merchant on this street donates, which can be discussed later, and I haven't seen that people have been waiting impatiently. So the shopkeeper Shu walked over with a few more popular businessmen, and told them their methods about the flower experience.

Hua Shi said indispensably: "Then let's do it, this official still has official business to be busy, and I will talk about it when you are ready." ”

In the afternoon of the same day, the merchants crowdfunded a sum of money, the amount of which was within the affordable range for each shop, but it was very considerable, and the money was handed over to Hua Shi, who promised to arrange for people to carry away the silt and restore the original appearance of the street early the next morning.

Jiang Shi and Governor Zhang and others are also roughly the same, several officials are full of returns, in addition to the crowdfunding funds handed over to Li Dazhuo, they have also left some benefits, especially the favor that the businessmen owe them, which cannot be bought with money.

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Legend has it that there was a landowner couple who were very stingy. One day, the landlord went to the city to do errands, and suddenly wanted to be flattering, but he was unwilling to cheapen the fertilizer to others, so he had to hold back. Later, I couldn't help it, so I found a pit, but I didn't want to have nothing but a few farts.

The landlord was very proud, and after returning home, he told his mother-in-law about today's experience, but the landlord's mother-in-law was furious: "You loser, how can you live like this, how good it would be to save these few farts to blow the lamp!" ”

In this joke, what is really used to ridicule the stinginess of the landlord is the use of those few farts, as for "fertilizer and water do not flow into the fields of outsiders", it is a reflection of the objective facts at that time. In fact, at that time, many landlords even had special requirements for the convenience of long-term workers, and they had to use my family's thatched pit for convenience to eat my family's food. This was a joke in the eyes of later generations, but at the time, it was not outrageous.

Chen Laocai is such a landlord. For land, Chen Laocai has a paranoid love. His name is Chen Miao, and it is said that the five elements are short of water, so his parents gave him such a name. But judging from his appearance all along, he should be short of soil in the five elements.

When he was young, Chen Miao only had six acres of land handed down from his ancestors, and he carefully tended the fields and crops, which was a great crop, and the annual harvest was always two percent better than that of others. Some people buy wine and meat to eat as soon as they have money, and some people like to play with money, but Chen Miao has only one hobby: buying land.

He was frugal to the point of outrageousness, and when he had saved enough money for an acre of land, he bought an acre of land. In this way, when he was in the middle of the year, he already owned 30 acres of land, and at that time, his family could not plant, so he needed to hire short-term workers, Chen Laocai's own family ate pickles and drank gruel, and also provided the hired workers with dry food, just to make them have the strength to work.

Although it is said that landlords and hired workers will rarely deliberately treat you harshly, because once the hired workers hold a grudge against you, it is still light to steal idle and miss work, and it is difficult to see that they deliberately do something in your crops. But it is rare for a master like Chen Miao to be treated as well as a hired worker.

Decades later, the young man back then also bent his waist. The back is also hunched, but he already owns more than 100 acres of land, and has become one of the top big landowners in their village.

Xiao Miaozi has become Chen Laocai, but he is still as frugal as before, and he always habitually carries a basket when he goes out, and if he sees any cow and horse dung, he will copy it and send it to his own field. Of course, most of other people's mules and horses carry a pocket behind their buttocks. No one wants to cheapen fertilizer to others, but there are always people who can't get by.

Chen Laocai is already old, his once straight waist has become rickety, and the family's fields are mainly handed over to his sons to serve, but he still habitually goes to the fields every day to walk around, inspect his kingdom, as long as he sees the crops grow thick, his heart is extremely satisfied, and he looks forward to continuing to save money. Continue to buy land.

After breakfast today, Chen Laocai went out again with a small basket, and when he was about to reach his own land, Chen Laocai suddenly found that there was a large piece of mud piled up on the land of Qin Laocai's house. The jet-black color, the cut surface that had been shoveled by the shovel even shimmered black.

What a fat soil! Chen Laocai's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly walked over and grabbed a piece of mud. The mud had dried up, and it had turned into fine soil with a single squeeze of his might. "Good soil! Good soil! Fertility! Chen Laocai seemed to see the crops growing wildly in such fertile soil, and he got up to sleep. And the harvest was raised by one section.

"Where did Qin Laocai get such fertile soil?" Chen Laocai's heart was scratching like a cat's paws, and when he saw that a long-term worker of the Qin family was hoeing grass on the ground, Chen Laocai hurriedly greeted him and called him in front of him.

Hearing Chen Laocai's question, the old farmer smiled honestly, shook his head and said, "I don't know ......."

The old farmer smiled honestly and simply, but he couldn't hide a trace of cunning in his eyes. That kind of peasant-style cunning, Chen Laocai couldn't be more familiar, he didn't say anything, just endured the pain in his flesh, and took out two big yellow coins from his arms.

When the big money arrived in the hands of the old peasant, Chen Laocai heard the news: Tongren City was being dredged, and the silt was all fertile soil that had been soaked for hundreds of years, but the three streets and six lanes had just begun to be desilted, and the servants were transferred to Xicheng, so that the work of the three streets and six lanes was suspended, and the silt was piled up all over the embankment.

Master Qin has a relative of his own family who is working in the official yamen, and it was he who told Master Qin the news, so Master Qin thought of transporting sludge, and this mud was transported to his own field and spread evenly, which was an excellent fertilizer.

Chen Laocai turned around and left when he got the news, he didn't go to the field, he carried the basket and rushed home, for fear that if he was a step too late, the fertilizer would be transported by Qin Laocai's family. Soon, there were a few more cars at the intersection outside the third street and six alleys, and Chen Laocai, together with his sons and long-term workers, also joined the team fighting for river mud.

The mud had been dried on the dam for several days and was semi-dry, so it was not very difficult to transport. Li Qiuchi stood at the intersection and shook the small fan gently: "Look at this situation, the silt will be transported away tomorrow, and when the time comes, let the servants come back and re-pave the road, it will be half a day's effort." ”

Su Xuntian shook his head and smiled: "Li Dazhuo, you are really a good means!" This move not only helped the adults to subdue the hearts of the subordinates of the criminal department, but also helped the adults earn a sum of money, and now there are so many free laborers, volunteering to help with dredging, admire! Admire! ”

Li Qiuchi said with a smile: "This is an idea that Li and Dong Weng discussed together, and Li doesn't dare to live alone!" ”

Su Xuntian said: "By the way, speaking of adults, I haven't seen him early in the morning, where did the adults go?" ”

Li Qiuchi said: "My lord went to the Yuji Brick and Tile Factory. ”

Su Xuntian was stunned: "Brick factory? Do you want to build another big house in Tongren? ”

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