Chapter 283 Renovation Project

Style: Historical Author: The second son of the Zheng familyWords: 2241Update Time: 24/01/12 13:43:03
The consequences are serious.

Even if he tried to quibble, he couldn't withstand the anger of the whole family, so he simply accepted the punishment.

Afterwards, his family dispersed.

From now on, Zheng Xiong entered the stage of recuperating from his injuries, and Zheng Xiong was not idle while recuperating from his injuries.

Now he is still the chief official of Yingtian Mansion, and he still has to deal with large and small affairs.

Especially when it comes to newly acquired money, and a large group of people in the gambling house, you have to take care of the aftermath.

It would be really sad to earn someone else's money and then spend it on someone else.

After negotiation, Tieniu quickly arrived in front of Zheng Xiong to report. .

After many years of separation, when Tieniu saw Zheng Xiong, he burst into tears of excitement.

Not only is he grateful, the Ministry of Industry is also a place where people are not treated as human beings. The treatment is very different from the treatment in the pharmacy.

After a period of good days, it feels uncomfortable to live in hard days again.

I also understand how good the pharmacy is.

Meeting now is the best manifestation.

And a burly man stood in front of him, crying like a little girl, which made Zheng Xiong speechless and said helplessly.

"Why cry? I'm not dead yet!"

Tieniu wiped away the tears of excitement on his face and said respectfully to Zheng Xiong.

"My lord has a long life. I feel a bit rude when I see you again. Please don't blame me."

"Let's not mention this. I have something to do to get you back. See if you can do it."

Without thinking at all, Tieniu immediately gave the answer.

"Capable, as long as the adults tell me, I will go through fire and water without hesitation."

"It's not that serious. This is my plan for Yingtian Mansion. You have been in the Ministry of Industry for a while, so you must be familiar with it. Now take a look. If it can be done, I would like to leave it to you."

"We know the basics, so I can rest assured using you."

When a scholar dies for his confidant, it is the greatest affirmation that Zheng Xiong can still think of himself.

Taking the drawing from Zheng Xiong's hand, Tieniu looked at it carefully, and with a serious and responsible attitude, he replied in a positive tone for a long time.

"Yes, but the small ones don't have the manpower, and all the old brothers have been transferred to the Ministry of Industry. It can't be done without the manpower!"

Zheng Xiong had already thought about what Tieniu could think of and said it immediately.

"As long as you find the person who worked with you in the pharmacy, take my warrant, go and ask for him, and I won't give him any more."

"As for the manpower to do the hard work, are 10,000 people enough?"

"That's enough, that's enough. The little ones will live up to the trust of the adults."

With Tieniu's words of assurance, Zheng Xiong didn't say much. He immediately wrote a handwritten letter, stamped it, and asked Tieniu to take it to the Ministry of Industry.

The lingering power of Lao Zhu's killing was not over yet, so he kept his tail between his legs and did not dare to cause trouble. With Zheng Xiong's warrant, he was very happy to let him go.

God knows how these people survived their time in the Ministry of Works.

Now seeing Zheng Xiong, everyone has mixed feelings, just like Tieniu, but the difference is that he has turned into a room full of strong men crying.

Zheng Xiong was helpless and quickly interrupted the farce.

"You all used to be from my pharmacy. You know that I will not treat you badly when I do things."

"Now I have something to do with you. If you are willing, please stay. If you are not willing, I will not force you."

"You just say you can do it."

"capable."

"Well, Tieniu, you take them back to rest for a day, and come back to me tomorrow. I will explain the specific matters to you."

"yes."

The next day, Tieniu came over early to wait for Zheng Xiong.

At three o'clock in the morning, Zheng Xiong, with the support of Wei Hong, met Tieniu and others again.

What I want to explain this time is the specific plan.

This is a major project to transform the Qinhuai River. Now that we have the money, we can implement it as soon as possible.

, spend the money first and then talk about it.

There are a lot of places to be relocated during the renovation project. On both sides of the Qinhuai River, even if we try to choose a more remote place with more wasteland, it is not that easy.

If it needs to be relocated, it must be relocated.

Referring to the relocation standards of later generations, subsidizing existing houses and adding immigration subsidies are basic standards.

As for the many, there are definitely none.

Each household has one room, and some subsidy is good. At most, the house allocated to it will be larger.

And 10,000 people is just an approximate figure. These people will not be needed to actually implement such a project.

First of all, I am a hand-skilled person and can't do it.

Secondly, local implementation is not open.

Thirdly, it just can’t be managed.

We still have to seek support from Wang Xing.

Zheng Xiong is also half-baked, and the real implementation will have to be done by Tieniu and others, who will make a general plan on their own.

According to Tieniu's rough estimate, the first phase of the Qinhuai River requires at most more than a thousand manpower, and the demolition must be completed first.

And finding a place to build a house requires a thousand people, who have to work with them.

The remaining eight thousand people had nowhere to go, but Zheng Xiong had no intention of letting them go.

What is said is that one year of prison food is one year of prison food.

The sewing machine still does not have this condition, but it is still possible to let them do hard work.

It happened that the Ministry of Works had a lot of big projects, so Zheng Xiong specially asked Tieniu to go to the Ministry of Works and make three arrangements.

He sold them all for the price of two meals a day, and he had to subsidize one meal himself, otherwise it would be better than free labor.

And Zheng Xiong also had conditions, which was to arrange them to a construction site to learn how to build.

Taking care of a meal and the daily meal supplement from Zheng Xiong. If you don't have a conscience, it is equivalent to free labor.

The Ministry of Industry, which was stretched to the limit, naturally couldn't ask for such a large group of laborers to suddenly come out.

Basically, without much effort, the two parties reached a deal.

And Wang Xing was completely liberated.

Without these foodies, Wang Xing's military camp can finally operate normally.

Work harder and disperse quickly, with sufficient financial support.

The relocation project and the purchase and sale of labor and materials were carried out very quickly.

The Qinhuai River was filled with timber and bricks, and all the original residents were moved away.

On the other side, a wasteland was also piled with wood and bricks, but the prototype of the building could already be vaguely seen.

When everything went on track, more than twenty days had passed, and Zheng Xiong's injuries had also recovered.

But Zheng Xiong was not happy at all. Zhu Biao didn't see the rabbit or the hawk, and there was no movement at all.

Zheng Xiong had no choice but to fulfill his promise and pay a visit.

"Your Majesty, Zheng Xiong, is here to see His Highness the Crown Prince."

With a smile on his face, Zhu Biao happily helped Zheng Xiong up.

"How's it going? The injuries on your body have healed!"

"Okay, that's almost it. Thank you for your concern, Your Highness."

We chatted for a long time, talking about each other, and after talking so much, we still didn't get to the topic.

They all wait for the other party to speak first so that they can take the initiative.

Zheng Xiong still didn't hold on and was the first to let go. After all, he wanted to ask for help from others, and the hard work couldn't be spent.