The foreman was surprised, looked up at Zhu Bai, then blushed and kowtowed: "I know, you know."
Zhu Bai said: "Don't arrange any dangerous and hard work for these children, just let them hand over things and run errands. Don't try to fool me just because you are young, I will come to check from time to time. If you If you continue to deduct wages, the heads hanging on the city walls and the human-skin figures placed at the guard gates of the West City will be your examples."
The foreman wiped his sweat: "Yes."
Zhu Bai added: "You can rest assured to earn the money you should earn. I will not miss you a penny."
The foreman kowtowed: "I understand."
Zhu Neng suddenly sneered: "Stop pretending to be a good person. If it weren't for you, we wouldn't be working."
Zhu Bai raised his eyebrows: "Hey, I will not take the blame for this. Your family is poor, and I have no responsibility for it."
Zhu Neng said: "Young Master, we lived well in Xishi. If you hadn't done some residential appraisal, we wouldn't have been homeless."
Zhu Bai suddenly realized: By the way, there is no way that the shacks that the people in the West City live in have real estate deeds. They must have been built somewhere randomly.
In fact, he originally just wanted those who were occupying the road to move the wall back.
The appraisal of private houses was proposed by Zhu Biao and had nothing to do with him.
But it was useless for him to explain to these people.
They won't care at all.
In other words, so many people in West City hated him to the core.
Gotta think of a way.
Zhu Bai was thoughtful and left the group behind.
Fugui and the others were confused and hurriedly followed.
Zhu Bai pondered as he walked.
He knew how to solve this problem. From the Tang and Song Dynasties to modern times, the solutions were similar.
But he didn't want to tell Lao Zhu directly.
He didn't want to be too pushy, especially when Queen Ma and Zhu Biao were already wary of him.
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The weather has been getting hotter and hotter these days, and summer is really coming.
Lao Zhu and Zhu Biao were reviewing the memorial. They looked at it for a while and then discussed a few words.
Zhu Bai took a pen and a ruler and drew something on the rice paper.
The Bingma Division was busy outside, but this boy hadn't gone out for several days.
What kind of devil are you doing again?
Lao Zhu raised his chin towards Zhu Biao and silently asked Zhu Biao.
Zhu Biao smiled and shook his head.
I heard that Zhu Biao almost had paint thrown all over him a few days ago, but if Zhu Bai didn't tell him, he would definitely not mention it.
This saves Lao Zhu from being angry and killing him.
Lao Zhu pursed his lips: Forget it, this kid is rarely quiet.
While he was thinking about it, Zhu Bai suddenly stood up, rolled the paper into a scroll, ran over and cupped his hands towards Lao Zhu: "Father, my son is going out to patrol the city."
Lao Zhu hurriedly waved his hand: "Go, go."
As long as this guy is sitting in front of me, even if he doesn't speak, our blood pressure will be high.
It's better to let him go out for a walk.
Anyway, there hasn't been anything big or difficult recently that needs this kid's help.
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Zhu Bai came out of the palace and went straight to Liu Bowen's house.
The old slave of the Liu Mansion opened the door and saw Zhu Bai, and hurriedly let him in: "Oh, your Highness is here. My master thought you wouldn't come today."
Zhu Bai said with a smile: "I came to see Mr. Liu today for something important. Where is Mr. Liu?"
The yard was a mess, full of broken tiles and weeds.
Zhu Bai was stunned and asked, "What's going on?"
The old slave said: "It was rainy and leaking everywhere recently. The master said that the weather is good today and the roof should be repaired."
Suddenly someone poked his head out from the roof and said, "Huh? Is Your Highness looking for you?"
Only then did Zhu Bai recognize that the man with rolled up sleeves and a turban was Liu Bowen.
Liu Bowen came down with the help of the ladder, straightened his sleeves and the hem of his gown, and then saluted Zhu Bai: "I'm sorry. I didn't expect His Highness to come."
Zhu Bai looked at the roof: "Didn't the imperial court give Mr. Liu a salary increase? Why do you still do this yourself?"
Liu Bowen said while washing his hands: "Save it if you can."
Zhu Bai winked at Liu Bowen: "Master, I have a good project, would you like to hear about it?"
After finishing speaking, I secretly spat at myself: Bah, this is the first sentence of those who engage in fraud and pyramid schemes.
Liu Bowen blinked: "What project?"
Zhu Bai asked: "How much is the annual rent for the yard you enter and leave?"
Liu Bowen said: "Fifty taels of silver with snowflake pattern."
Zhu Bai smacked his lips and shook his head: "Tsk, tsk, tsk, it's too dark. Isn't this just blackmail? Fifty taels of silver a year, and you have to pay for maintenance yourself."
Liu Bowen sighed: "There is no way. Under the emperor's feet, prices are more expensive than elsewhere."
Zhu Bai: "Why not just buy it and forget it."
Liu Bowen sighed more and more: "Your Majesty, don't look at the dilapidation of these four or five tile-roofed houses. If you want to buy them, it will cost more than four hundred taels of silver. I have to save for several years without eating or drinking... I really don't have this spare time." money."
The key is that when he reaches old age, he still has to return home. There is no need to buy a house.
Zhu Bai took out the piece of paper he brought, spread it out, and said, "Look at this, it can solve your housing problem. I have one hundred and one acres of land. I plan to buy more recently and build a house on it." . Let it be rented to a good and honest official like you who has difficulties in life. Calculating the rent based on the area, it is definitely cheaper than renting this yard."
Liu Bowen was stunned and took the paper from Zhu Bai's hand: I can't understand. I just drew a few frames, big frames within small frames. It says "Flat" on the side.
Then there are a few twisted things, which seem to be paintings of houses, with "facade" written on the side.
Liu Bowen pursed his lips secretly: He must teach this boy how to draw and wear shoes. Otherwise, if he goes out and says he is my student in the future, wouldn’t he be an embarrassment to me?
Zhu Bai said: "Look, you only have four rooms here. I have an apartment with five rooms, a kitchen and everything else. I only need you twenty taels of silver a year, and maintenance is included. If you rent it for a long time, , I can give you a discount because of the friendship between our teachers and students."
Liu Bowen raised his eyebrows: "Is there such a good thing? Aren't you losing money?"
Zhu Bai said with excitement: "No. It's better than growing food. Besides, I'm building a three-story building. The land is ready, so it will definitely cost less than a small courtyard. When you move in, I'll hire a few carriages to pick you up for free." My lords, please come to court. You can also save a sum of money for renting or buying a sedan."
Liu Bowen twisted his beard: "It sounds really good."
Zhu Bai grinned: "You think it's good too?"
Liu Bowen nodded: "There is only one question."
Zhu Bai: "What? Master, please tell me."
Liu Bowen: "Does the Emperor know?"
Zhu Bai put away the drawings and said: "Hey, it doesn't matter whether my father knows about it or not. I'll hire people for my land. Adults can rent it or not on their own volition. I don't buy or sell by force. Have I violated the " Laws of the Ming Dynasty."
Liu Bowen sneered secretly: Boy, you don’t understand this.
According to the "Da Ming Code", anyone who steals and cultivates other people's fields will be punished with thirty whippings for less than one acre. For every five acres, add one level. The rod that stops sin is eighty. Arata loses one level.
The crime of not growing food on your 101 acres of land and using it to build a house is enough to kill you.
