Text Chapter 549 Surveillance Substitution

The surveillance shook his head and turned his body a little, Zhang Ye saw clearly that his target was someone similar to himself. The only difference is that he does equipment or something, but now and dead without a doubt. Fighting to lose the price of a rich car, he crashed into it, and the man was lucky enough to be crushed with only one leg broken.

When Zhang Ye started the engine again, he wanted to press the other leg. But I couldn't, I knew that it would be like this, and the rich cars of the so-called army officials were scrapped. "You don't come down. ”

Surveillance timidly said, "He's got a gun." ”

Zhang Ye scolded directly, "Coward!" got out of the car, "pop", and came over to shoot, Zhang Ye stepped back and blocked it with the car door, okay, it was not shot through, but it was uneven. It's not how good the material of the vehicle itself is, otherwise it would be impossible, three tires will burst in a row, and the engine will also fail. It's that although the other party's equipment is a gun, it is still the kind of defective product that has been eliminated. Antiques for antiques, after all, larger volumes are better. This one is better than defense.

Zhang Ye drilled his head, and there was another "pop" There was a crack in one place because of the three shots, and the next bullet should be able to shoot through the nature of a missile, of course, the hit rate is impossible, unless it is reversed in the car, but Zhang Ye believes that there is no such impulse. Because the opponent's gun is defective.

Zhang Ye opened the car door again, and there were no bullets to shoot this time. Zhang Ye knew that maybe the other party's bullets were running out, or changing magazines, which was a very good opportunity. With a few voice predictions, Zhang Ye rushed over. I saw behind the fallen stall that the man was changing the magazine quickly, he had already changed it, and he had to adjust his posture, but he had no chance to design it, and Zhang Ye punched him in the jaw. He was paralyzed all over, his eyes were dizzy, and Zhang Ye snatched the Tamu 0 rifle that should have been retired two hundred years ago.

"You've been arrested!" Zhang Yeyou thought about killing him with one blow, but that would cure the symptoms but not the root cause, after all, he was an official of this place, and he had to govern this place well. Let the people of this place love themselves, and then they will be considered their own power. Zhang Ye's thoughts are very excessive. Although he said that there was a surveillance officer spying on him, he felt that it was nothing, and if it was compared to intelligence, he was confident that he could get rid of the surveillance officer's N streets.

"Hurry up and explain, who is behind the scenes!" Zhang Ye was very stern, holding an iron rod, and his green tendons were exposed.

"I don't say it, and I won't say it if I kill it. "He seems determined. However, that is definitely not, because, before it has reached a certain point, Zhang Yeke has ten tortures that he has thought of, which will make his life worse than death. Still, he didn't go his way, because it would have been too bloody. He handed it over to his subordinates, in fact, these subordinates were the younger people he selected in his jurisdiction, and the original team had long been gone, so he let himself come here to govern. I heard that the original team defected to the enemy and ran away. That's why they schedule a surveillance for themselves. It's not a hinterland, it's close to the border. I heard that you can cross the border in about three days.

"Shoot him,"

"Kill!"

Two tall black men ran over, and there was a burst of punches and kicks. Immediately he was reached with a pig's head.

Zhang Ye stretched out his hand, "Stop." Then he walked up to him and crouched down, "How about it, to say it or not to say it." ”

"Bah!" actually spat out saliva, but Zhang Ye was so agile that he was dodged. However, smelling that disgusting smell, Zhang Ye became angry, stepped on it with his foot, and stepped directly on his head, "You drag me, you drag, you continue to vomit, vomit." ”

"Ahem cough ......" Yes, vomited, but not saliva, it was blood.

Zhang Ye said, "Suppress him down and put him in the dungeon." ”

"Yes," the two young men pulled down.

Surveillance, "Don't continue to ask?" Zhang Ye asked rhetorically, "Do you want to continue to ask if you can't die?" Surveillance was speechless. Zhang Ye's idea is very clear, if it doesn't work twice, if it doesn't work, it will be three times, if it goes on like this, it will collapse one day. If it doesn't collapse, it will be regarded as creating a talent, and the collapse will naturally tell the secret. Zhang Ye's hand is good (), and the plan of the two sides is the so-called killing two birds with one stone.

Zhang Ye dealt with local dignitaries, and it was not easy every day, and there were always hungry people running over and wanting ZF relief. But how could it be? ZF was only able to feed the army, and if it were not for the soldiers, there would be no rations at all to satisfy. It is now martial law throughout the country. Soldiers are very important.

"We are pacifists,"

"We are against war. ”

"We demand the support of the Congolese people!"

But Zhang Ye didn't go over, it belonged to the border area, and his jurisdiction was only this town. Except for the town, it is not under his jurisdiction. And they marched outside the town. In fact, logically speaking, it belongs to Guogang, but there is really no one here, he feels like an abandoned pawn, if there is a war here and is attacked, he has no ability to resist at all, and in the end he can only flee to the hinterland. But fortunately, this place was not attacked, but their methods were also good, using demonstrations, sound transmission, brainwashing for a while, and then when attacking, with the help of the people of Gogang, it was very smooth at that time. Zhang Ye cracked their minds. It's fine if he's not on this side, but now that he's an official in the Gogang, he has to guard against it, even if the ruler is a cruel and unkind emperor. He's not helping, he's doing himself. His qualifications, his good governance, his duty, to protect the good place. It's just a few times, there is no benevolence and morality, he doesn't care about those hypocritical things, as long as reality, all the language of judgment and judgment is all sidelined.

The management is only in order, and he will distribute rice and other food every day. It's all his bread. After all, he is a local pass, and his daily supply is ten catties of rice, or some equivalent hard currency that needs to be sold in other countries to make money. Let's say gold, let's say diamonds, and roommates. It is impossible to use the country, after all, although there are people who come to travel, but they are not the kind of large number, and besides, the residents are restricted from freedom and cannot go abroad, and everyone is not able to eat, what is the use of gold and oil. For these ordinary people, gold is like stone, and oil is worse than water. Serious value deviation, perhaps, this is the most essential and true value.

He only eats three taels himself, and gives the monitor and his two subordinates a pound a day. After all, they can't afford to be bad. The surveillance may make a small report, and there are two young and strong people who are the strongest in the place he governs, and they are qualified to eat enough. The standard he issued to the people in his area was three taels per household and one tael if there was only one person. That's enough to sustain dozens of people. Although, he ruled the city with a population of four or five hundred people. However, he did his best.

Then he let those who had something to eat go to work. They didn't let themselves down, although the price was a bit high and a little beyond their means, but how to say it, Zhang Ye's purpose was only one, to make people's lives better. His seven or eight catties of grain in exchange for a daily income of only about two or three catties. However, it is enough, as long as this is the case, you can raise a group of people, and then mine again, which seems to be a good cycle, although the number of cycles is not much, and the benefits will be diminishing. But anyway, it's always good. As long as his people are happy, they are well fed and not hungry, as long as this big problem is solved, he feels that he is a successful official in governing the locality.

"I declare that those who work will be given food to eat, and those who do not work will not be allowed to eat. This announcement also shows that the previous announcement is invalid, which makes many people who are not working have no food to eat, and then redistribute. They immediately made dissatisfied voices, and Zhang Ye gave a good reply, "Then, you go to work." I will distribute grain to you at the price of export. "I feel like I'm an intermediary, but that's the only way to motivate them to work and make them a good life. Although he was only a magistrate, he had gone beyond what he had contained, but he was still so, because he either did not do it or did it better, and he wanted to make every household in the place he governed a life of adequate food.

Recently, there have been more people on the streets, because everyone has to work, and only work can be exchanged for food.

Zhang Ye couldn't manage it alone, so he set up a company called Guogang Trading Company. You can buy anything of value here, and he'll send someone out there. He used the money he had received to buy food directly from neighboring countries. If you buy food in your home country, it is quite expensive.

"Sir, I want to say that you have violated the essence of Damascus rule by doing this. ”

Zhang Ye seemed to smile, "Monitor, do you have an opinion on me." "He's just dealing with the place, and it's not the right time to make a fire at this time. He's going to be more formal, and he's just one step away from small-scale success.

"No, but, hehe. What does that smile mean, Zhang Ye understands. He said, "How much do you want?" ”

"The food you gave me was actually treated the same as those two stinky boys, three three three. I'm going to add,"

Zhang Ye asked, "How much do you want to increase?" ”

"I'm going to increase it to five grains a day, I'm not resting JM, now those JM are two taels a day for a family. ”

Zhang Ye agreed, "Okay, it's up to you." But you'll have to sign a contract with me. ”

"What, and the contract. ”

"Well, if you have any more requirements for me, I have the right to deal with you. ”

"This, this is too strict. ”

Zhang Ye said, "Then, if you choose no, then, I won't give you a boost." ”

"Okay, I promise. He finally agreed, because for him now, five taels is better than three, two, three, three. One tael a day can satisfy one Congolese people, and if it is a child, it can satisfy two. For the people of Gogon, food is everything. Food is the real wealth.

The import and export of the Congo trading company has become an explosive growth trend. Zhang Ye boosted the GDP of the place he governed, and everyone had an income of one or two grains, and at this time, it had reached a very regular time, and it had taken a year.

Just when the management was only orderly and the people's voices were stable, the surveillance wanted to play tricks again. He said to Zhang Ye, "Those families with a large population have more than five taels a day, and I want to ...... too."

Zhang Ye interrupted sternly, "Did you throw away the contract you signed at the beginning?" ”

He was justified, "I'm going to change the contract, I'm the second biggest official in this place, I won't allow it, those JMs will surpass me." ”

Zhang Ye was furious, "What JM, JM, they are the people, they are our people, you disrespect them so much." ”

The surveillance disagreed, "What kind of people, it sounds good, they are cannon fodder sent to death, put it here, what do you think it is, and you, have completely violated the will of Damashi's rule, actually, here to engage in these inaction-free things, Damascus's original intention is to let you come, just to prevent the enemy from attacking, if something happens, report it as soon as possible, and you, you think you are the king, actually do this." ”

Short-sighted, or putting the cart before the horse. Zhang Ye felt that this surveillance was two. If not, he needs to go up every week to report back, and Zhang Ye can't keep him at all and slaughter him directly. Zhang Ye decided that he must dispose of this guy. I said in my heart: Wait. On the surface, he calmed down and said calmly, "So, you say, how much salary do you want to raise." ”

This time he opened his mouth, "I want a pound!"

"What?!" Zhang Ye was really shocked by his request, "You said a catty, what do you want so much food for alone." "One pound of grain can feed five or even six families. He actually asked for a catty, which is simply out of proportion and a serious waste.

The surveillance is justified, "I just want a pound, if you don't give me a pound of food a day, I will denounce you, make you lose your official position, and let you go to jail." "It's getting more and more unlikely, and it's actually threatened.

Zhang Ye gritted his teeth in his heart, but his face was still calm, "Okay, it's up to you." A pound a day. ”

"Haha, I knew that you would agree, what agreement will be signed this time?"

Zhang Ye said, "No need. "What's the use of signing, it's not something that can be reversed. After all, he still has the courage to really kill him. After all, he is a surveillance, and although he has no rights, his purpose is to spy on himself. If you kill the surveillance, you will undoubtedly reveal a message and break with Damascus. However, we can't do that now, and the time has not yet come. However, he already holds a grudge against the surveillance, and he is determined to get rid of this person.

Zhang Ye visited the people, and the people loved him and brought him fruits and something to eat. Zhang Ye didn't accept it, because these were originally because of him, and they only had them, but they gave it to himself, which really made him unacceptable, which was a bit funny. The purpose of Zhang Ye's visit seems to be for the people's livelihood, but the most important thing is to find someone who is similar to surveillance. By the way, he wants to exchange a tanuki for the prince, and he is determined to get rid of the surveillance.

However, it is not easy to find someone, and it is difficult to find someone who looks like a body but the face does not want to, and the face is like it, and the figure is not like it. It's really hard to find. People can't take it apart and put it together, otherwise, a replacement for surveillance would have been found a long time ago.

"Well, that's all for today. ”

Surveillance curiosity, "You say, you want me to write you a report every day." ”

Zhang Ye said with certainty, "If you write me a report every day and let me know what you think, I will be better managed, right, as long as you write a report to me every day, I can add you one or two a day." ”

"It's only one tael," he dissatisfied, and then raised the price, "It must be two taels, because I will record your situation every day, and it would be a waste of my head to ask me to draft another draft." It must be two by two. ”

"Okay," Zhang Ye agreed, and there was a cruel smile in his heart: "You must know that the price you added is not what you gain, but what you lose, and you have to lose this life!"

"Haha, that's you!"

"Is there anything wrong, sir. "This is a simple middle-aged man, about forty-five years old, and he keeps digging for oil, hoping that there will be oil in this land. He is a pioneer in oil exploitation, and if he finds oil, he can get a discovery reward, which is the value of ordinary oil extraction for dozens of days, so that he can enjoy it comfortably and treat himself. He even wanted to eat something, and it was Wejin roasted whole sheep.

"I have a plan. ”

"Your Excellency, I listen. ”

"You join my team. ”

"Ah, what are you talking about!" he almost didn't believe it, put down his hoe, and twisted his ears with both hands, but sure it hurt, it was true, it wasn't a dream.

Zhang Ye said, "You become my soldier." ”

"My lord, are you telling the truth, I'm not in the prime of life now, I'm forty-six years old, not at all as good as those young people, if you want soldiers, you should be looking for those strong people. I can only thank the thankless guys, don't make fun of me, don't laugh at me. ”

Zhang Ye said seriously, "What I said is serious, I don't mean to make jokes and jokes about you at all, how about you tell me?"

"Ah, really?" he was still unsure, for it was too much effort to think about, and he remembered several young and strong boys saying that they had failed to become soldiers. In the entire town, only the two strongest soldiers became Lord Zhang Ye's soldiers.

"I want to be myself, don't be lazy and afraid of waste, this is my era, work hard now! yes, yes, ah——!" Zhang Ye created a local song for better governance, everyone must sing it once a month, however, there is no limit, you can sing it if you want. Just play the role of stimulating the effort. Sometimes, hard work is not just about trying hard, you need motivation, and motivation is an external force. Zhang Ye uses the evolution of language to stimulate singing. A very nice way to do it. In the first month, the initial results were achieved, everyone's labor capacity increased by about 5 percent, Zhang Ye believes that it will increase in the future, conservative estimates, about 50 percent of the labor level. Maybe an individual outbreak, one hundred or two hundred, then even more increase the value of labor capacity. The labor ability value is a kind of calculation data made by Zhang Ye, which is linked to the wealth value and wealth growth value.

With more than two taels of grain per capita, Zhang Ye decided to conscript.