Patriarch Wu's premonition... is correct.
All twelve geishas were left behind in the hotel.
"I like it. Please stay with me for the next few days and let me sing and dance to relieve my boredom. Then I will personally send it back to my house."
The head of the Wu family almost broke his teeth, but he could only bite the bullet and respond.
Thinking that these geishas who spent a lot of money to raise will most likely not be able to go back.
Chen Ze really didn't have any special interest in these twelve little girls, but he still had other interests.
You're already here, so just don't leave.
It's good to sing and dance, so stay and live here first.
In the future, Chen Ze will definitely have a literary performance, and maybe even a whole performing arts troupe to add some entertainment to the people's life.
After the exercise was over, Chen Ze asked Zhao Ziyun to arrange rooms for these little girls.
People stopped looking for the time being, so as not to scare these little girls.
When all the people were gone, Chen Ze jumped out from behind the screen. At a glance, it turned out that there were quite a few left.
"You eat with serving chopsticks, right?"
"yes."
"That's okay. It's much more hygienic to use serving chopsticks, and you can still eat the second half." Chen Ze hurriedly called to the spies around him: "Come on, come on, put the unfinished dishes together with the same ones, take them to the kitchen and heat them up , let’s eat the second half.”
After all, the spies have been busy, standing guard and moving things, and they haven't eaten at all.
“Don’t waste so much food!”
"Put five tables out first. If there are more, continue to heat them up." Chen Ze said hurriedly: "A few more people will come. Go and call the group of children in Zhutou Alley. The leader has a stain on his face. Scar, Your Majesty, I will treat them to dinner today."
"yes."
Now that he is rich, Chen Ze speaks more forcefully: "From today on, my son will raise them and live in this hotel! I will give them work! Give them food and clothing!"
There was really no money before, so even when Chen Ze gave a salary increase to this group of spies, it was a blank check.
It’s different now!
This wave of cutting leeks cost fifty-three thousand two hundred taels!
Except for the banknotes, they were all neatly numbered silver ingots!
When the per capita monthly income in Qingzhou is less than one tael of silver, this is already a huge sum of money!
Chen Ze planned to invest all of the fifty thousand taels in the five-year plan.
Cutting leeks is not a long-term solution. Only by having the ability to monetize technology can we develop sustainably.
I couldn't bear to let the child catch the wolf, so I spent all 50,000 taels on my skills.
As long as there is a technology implemented, it will have extremely terrifying liquidity in Dachu!
Of course, the remaining three thousand two hundred taels are for my own use.
Regardless of ancient times or modern times, being humane and worldly is a must.
Especially since Lu Qingyun and Lin Yuanchao have already hired talents, Chen Ze will have to set up a house and buy furniture for them.
Qin Boyang is already a little too busy. He is still doing calculations and statistics in the accounting room. He is looking for craftsmen and various professional technicians later. Chen Ze does not have the appeal in Qingzhou, so Qin Boyang has to come, and he is already a bit overwhelmed.
Therefore, it is estimated that Chen Ze will have to personally take part in the development of talent apartments.
Not a big problem.
As for finding those little beggars, it wasn't Chen Ze's impromptu decision.
Chen Ze has been to Zhutou Lane several times, and there are always about a dozen beggars moving in groups.
Most beggars in Qingzhou City gather in Zhutou Lane.
Of course, the official sent him away.
It's like a slum, and people who can't take care of themselves basically live there in shacks.
This group of little beggars are the result of their parents not being able to take care of themselves, so they join a group to keep warm. They have to bear the burden of feeding the whole family at a young age.
The reason why Chen Ze was deeply impressed by this group of beggars was that they were not like other beggars.
When other beggars see someone, they just stretch out their hands to beg for food. Their eyes are dull and they are basically numb. The younger ones swarm up to ask for food.
This group of little beggars met on the road that day. They didn't ask for food. Instead, they said that I could do the work, help carry things, and wash clothes, as long as they gave me food.
The leading child with a scar on his face, who was probably only seven or eight years old, left a deep impression on Chen Ze. He was carrying his three-year-old sister on his back and had to work whenever he saw anyone. He was skinny but had a determined look.
And he led the group of children with a spirit of unwillingness to admit defeat.
Chen Ze could tell at a glance that this kid would become something great in the future.
This is the future talent reserve, which can be cultivated with close associates.
When the time comes, they will have to ask their husband to teach them how to read and write.
Maybe these children will be the shining stars of humanity in the future.
Worth the gamble!
Angel investment doesn’t cost much anyway.
Chen Ze was not a spoiled person anyway, so he collected the dishes and chopsticks along with the spies.
When Mr. Zhang and a group of waiters saw Chen Ze delivering food to heat up with the spies, their views were completely overturned again.
"Why are you standing there? Heat up the food and come over to eat together."
"Oh... ah? Huh?" Zhang Dongjia was stunned for a moment: "Eat... eat? Prince, are you having dinner with me?"
"Otherwise? Do you want to eat it all? There are so many dishes that you can't finish by yourself!"
"No, no, that's not what I meant..."
"That's not what you mean. It's okay. It's been a busy day and you've worked hard too. When you're done warming up, go over and eat."
"Yes Yes……"
When the food was almost hot, Mr. Zhang and a group of waiters timidly came to the living room.
At a glance, it's all in fucking white tiger robes.
The three souls and seven souls were almost scared away.
Chen Ze waved his hand and shouted: "Sit down quickly, we are all old acquaintances. You have met most of the people here, what is there to be afraid of?"
"Yes Yes."
Chen Ze also knew that this table would be a bit difficult to digest for a while, so he arranged a table next to him.
"Okay, it's time to eat and drink! Don't be hungry."
Only then did Chen Ze move the bowls and chopsticks, and only then did the white tiger robes move their chopsticks.
The atmosphere was much more lively than before.
After spending time with Chen Ze for a long time, the spies were no longer as cautious as before, and they dared to talk and chat during meals.
Chen Ze still likes to eat lively, talking and laughing.
The kind of eating without speaking or sleeping without speaking is not suitable for him.
Not long after he started using his chopsticks, the spies who were looking for him brought him back.
Chen Zeding took a quick look and saw that the leader was Xiao Dao Scar, and he immediately walked over with bowls and chopsticks in hand.
The group of little beggars were all panicked when they saw the battle. Little Scar was also nervous, but he stood at the front and protected the others behind him.
"Do you still remember me?"
Little Scar took a careful look at Chen Ze, suddenly blinked, and said hurriedly: "Remember, you asked me to carry things that day and bought cakes for my sister and me."
"I have a good memory. Where is your sister?"
"Asleep, my mother is watching."
"Do you want to live?"
"Yes!" Little Scar said firmly: "I can do any kind of work, and I can learn if I don't know how to do it! It doesn't matter if you don't give me money, as long as you give me food!"
Chen Ze grinned: "I'll give you wages, food and clothing! What's your name?"
"Huo Qubing!"
"Hmm...huh!?" Chen Ze's eyes widened: "What's your name!?"
This shocked Chen Ze so much that he dropped his chopsticks to the floor.
Wo Ri, a serious name for the God of War!
"Huo Qubing." Little Scar said: "I don't have a name. I only know that my father's surname is Huo. I named myself Qubing. It's my mother's fault!"
Chen Ze quickly picked up the chopsticks: "Is there any words?"
Huo Qubing quickly shook his head.
"I'll send you a message, are you willing?"
"want!"
"Sending you a message, champion!"
