The premonition of the head of the Wu family...... That's right.

All twelve geisha were left in the hotel.

"This hall likes it, stay here for a few days, sing and dance for me to relieve my boredom, and I will personally send it back to the house when the time comes."

The Wu family's main teeth were almost broken, but he could only bite the bullet.

Thinking about these geisha who spent a lot of money to raise, there is a high probability that they will not be able to go back.

Chen Ze really didn't have the slightest special interest in these twelve little girls, but there were still other interests.

It's all here, just don't leave.

It's good to sing and dance, stay and live first.

In the future, Chen Ze will definitely do a literary and artistic report performance, and maybe he will also have an entire performing arts troupe to add a little entertainment to the people.

After the exercise was over, Chen Ze asked Zhao Ziyun to arrange a room for the group of little girls.

People stopped looking at it for the time being, so as not to frighten the little girls.

When the people were gone, Chen Ze jumped out from behind the screen, and there was a lot left at a glance.

"It's all eaten with chopsticks, right?"

"Yes."

"That's fine, it's much more hygienic with chopsticks, and you can eat the second half." Chen Ze hurriedly beckoned to the spies around: "Come, come, the unfinished dishes will be thrown together with the same, take them to the kitchen and heat them up, and let's eat the second half." ”

After all, the spies have been busy, standing guard, moving things, and not eating at all.

"Don't waste so many dishes!"

"Let's get five tables out first, and if there are more, continue to heat them up." Chen Ze hurriedly said: "A few more people, go, call the group of children in Pig's Head Lane, the one who leads is the one with a scar on his face, I will invite them to dinner today." ”

"Yes."

Chen Ze is a lot more stiff when he is rich: "From today on, this son will raise them and live in this hotel!" I give them work! Give them food and clothing! ”

There was really no money before, and Chen Ze even gave this group of spies a salary increase.

Not anymore!

This wave of cutting leeks, 53,200 taels!

Except for the silver tickets, all of them are neatly stacked silver ingots!

With Qingzhou's per capita monthly income of less than one tael of silver, this is already a huge amount of money!

50,000 taels Chen Ze plans to put all of them into the five-year plan.

Cutting leeks is not a long-term solution, and only by having the ability to monetize technology can it be sustainable.

I can't bear to let the child trap the wolf, and all the 50,000 taels will be smashed.

As long as there is a technology realization, there is an extremely terrifying monetization ability in Dachu!

The remaining three thousand two hundred taels are, of course, for their own use.

Whether ancient or modern, human feelings are a must.

Especially Lu Qingyun and Lin Yuanchao have already gone over to invite talents, and Chen Ze will have to make a special house and buy furniture for others.

Qin Boyang is already a little busy, and now he is still calculating the accounts in the account room, and Chen Ze, who is looking for craftsmen and various professional and technical personnel, does not have that appeal in Qingzhou, so he has to come to Qin Boyang, which is already a bit lacking in skills.

Therefore, it is estimated that Chen Ze will personally go into battle to engage in the talent apartment.

Not a big problem.

As for going to find the group of little beggars, it wasn't Chen Ze's temporary idea.

Chen Ze has been to Pig's Head Lane several times, and there are always more than a dozen little beggars moving in groups.

The beggars in Qingzhou City basically gather in Pig's Head Lane.

Of course, the official sent it over.

It's the equivalent of a slum, and people who don't have the ability to take care of themselves basically live there in sheds.

This group of little beggars is that their parents have no ability to take care of themselves, so they sign up for a group to keep warm, and they bear the burden of supporting the whole family at a young age.

The reason why Chen Ze was deeply impressed by this group of little beggars was because this group of little beggars was not like other beggars.

When the other beggars saw people, they stretched out their hands to ask for food, and their eyes were blank, and they were basically numb, and the younger ones rushed up to ask for food.

The group of little beggars met on the road that day, and instead of asking for food, they said that I could do the work, help carry things, and also wash clothes, as long as I gave food to eat.

The child with a scar on his face in the lead may be seven or eight years old, and Chen Ze is very impressed, carrying his three-year-old sister on his back, he has to work when he sees people, but his eyes are very resolute.

And he led the group of children with the strength to not admit defeat.

Chen Ze could see at a glance that this kid would become a great weapon in the future.

This is the talent pool of the future, which can be cultivated with cronies.

When the time comes, I will ask my husband to teach them how to read and write.

Maybe in the future, these children will be the shining human stars of Da Chu.

It's worth the gamble!

Angel investment, anyway, doesn't cost much.

Chen Ze is not a pampered person anyway, and he follows the spies to collect the dishes and chopsticks.

When Zhang Dongjia and a group of guys saw Chen Ze and the spies delivering food to the heat, Sanguan was violently subverted again.

"What are you doing? Heat up the dish, get it ready, and come over to eat together. ”

"Oh...... Yes? Yes? Zhang Dongjia was stunned all of a sudden: "Eat...... Dine? Shizi, have dinner with you? ”

"Or else? Do you want to keep it to yourself? You can't finish all the dishes yourself! ”

"No, it's not, that's not what the small one means......"

"It's not that it means, it's been a busy day, and you guys are also working hard, so go over to eat when it's hot."

"Yes, yes......"

When the food was almost hot, Zhang Dongjia and a group of guys came to the living room in a cower.

At a glance, it's all fucking white tiger robes.

The three souls and seven spirits were almost scared away.

Chen Ze beckoned and shouted, "Sit down, they're all old acquaintances, you've seen most of the people here, what's so scary?" ”

"Yes, yes."

Chen Ze also knew that this Zhang owner was a little difficult to digest for a while, so he arranged the table on the side.

"Alright, it's time to eat and drink! Don't go hungry. ”

Chen Ze moved the dishes and chopsticks, and the white tiger robes moved the chopsticks.

The atmosphere is much more lively than ever.

After getting along with Chen Ze for a long time, the spies are not as restrained as before, and they dare to talk and chat during meals.

Chen Ze still likes to be lively and lively, and eat with laughter and laughter.

Eating and sleeping silently is not quite suitable for him.

Not long after the chopsticks were moved, the spies who had gone to look for someone brought the person back.

Chen Zeding saw that the leader was the little scar, and immediately walked over with the dishes and chopsticks.

This group of little beggars were panicked for a while when they saw this battle, and Little Scar was also nervous, but they stood at the front and protected the others behind them.

"Do you remember me?"

Little Scar glanced at Chen Ze carefully, suddenly blinked his eyes, and said busily: "Remember, that day you asked me to carry something and bought me and my sister cakes to eat." ”

"Good memory, what about your sister?"

"I'm asleep, my mother is watching."

"Do you want to live?"

"Yes!" Little Scar's tone was firm: "I can do any job, I can learn if I can't!" It doesn't matter if you don't give money, just give you food! ”

Chen Zeyi grinned: "I will pay for my salary, and I will give me food and clothing!" What is your name? ”

"Huo Quai!"

"Hmm...... Well!? Chen Ze's eyes widened: "What's it called!?" ”

This shocked Chen Ze so much that his chopsticks fell to the ground.

Wori, the name of the god of war!

"Huo Quai." Little Scar said: "I don't have a name, I only know my father's surname Huo, and the name I gave me myself, called to go to the disease, to my mother's disease!" ”

Chen Ze hurriedly picked up the chopsticks: "Is there a word?" ”

Huo Quzhi hurriedly shook his head.

"I'll send the word, would you like it?"

"Yes!"

"Word to you, champion!"