"Tang, hasn't dinner been served yet??"
Tang Ping looked at Egbert who came to have dinner, and regretted inviting him over for dinner that day.
He also plans to stay in Europe for a while, because the more he affects this time and space, the more time and space energy he will have.
In Datang, his influence has become smaller and smaller, but here, every move he makes may change the pattern and situation here.
Of course he has to stay here and harvest a wave of time and space energy.
Tang Ping was someone who would never treat him badly. In his opinion, no one in the world could cook as deliciously as Xiao Luo, so he naturally took Xiao Luo over.
In order to celebrate the successful peaceful evolution of Wessex, he also hosted a banquet for Egbert, Alaric and other lords.
Only then did Egbert realize that Tang Ping seemed to eat better than the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty! !
In fact, it was mainly because of the royal banquet he went to eat. Those cooks were a little less skilled than Xiao Luo, and they were just working to entertain them, so the dishes they cooked were quite satisfactory.
I can’t say it’s not intentional, but it’s definitely not that intentional.
But Xiaoluo was different. She put her whole heart into cooking for Tang Ping, and the dishes she made were naturally more exquisite and delicious.
Except for Egbert who went to Chang'an for a royal banquet, and Alaric and Tang Ping who ate some of their Tang dishes when they were together, the other lords all came to the Grand View Garden from Grandma Liu.
Not to mention the lords and nobles of the kingdom, those who saw the scene might have thought it was a group of beggars who had been hungry for many days.
Xiao Luo is not only good at cooking Tang cuisine, she is also good at Western food that is more in line with European tastes.
So after that meal, Egbert, who was waiting for the Tang Dynasty's giant ship to pick him up, completely relied on Tang Ping.
Anyway, he doesn't have to worry about the affairs of Wessex now. The lords under him went back to their territories to pack things and gather the residents.
He had nothing to do every day. He had three meals a day and went to Tang Ping at meal time.
"Tang, have you found the cook you were looking for for me? Is Xiaoluo as good as ninety percent of her cooking skills?"
"If not, eight points is fine!"
Tang Ping had a black line on his forehead: "With her eight-level cooking skills, all the princes and nobles in Chang'an would pay high prices to invite her to the mansion. Who would want to go to your remote place!"
"Why is it such a remote place?" Egbert patted the table: "Didn't you say that the place was rich in products and mineral resources??"
"That's right, but aren't you allowed to develop it? It's just a wasteland right now!"
"I don't care, you have to be responsible for finding a good cook for me!" Egbert lied directly.
Tang Ping really didn't expect that Egbert would be so obsessed with food.
But it’s not surprising when you think about it. Zhang Changzong, the warlord of the Republic of China, was almost like this. He was even willing to spend dozens of taels of gold just to eat a dish of chicken wings.
People always have various obsessions or hobbies, and Egbert just happens to be a delicious food.
Tang Ping had no choice but to agree. The worst he could do was spend more money, since Egbert would pay the salary anyway.
The two of them were bored, but Alaric was extremely busy.
Tang Ping specially asked several famous ministers of Datang to modify his reform plan based on the situation here, but he did not encounter much resistance when it was implemented.
And because he has increased the welfare of many people, his reputation in Wessex is now growing.
Alaric also seems to be born to be a king. Although he is kind-hearted, he does not lack political skills.
Some time passed, and Wessex did not experience any major turmoil due to the change of king. The whole of London has even begun to become more prosperous due to some reform measures.
"Don, what have you been doing recently?" Egbert asked while he was eating. "I heard that you bought a few shops in London. Do you plan to do business?"
"Of course, I am a businessman!!" Tang Ping admitted: "I plan to open a convenience store here."
"Convenience store, what do you sell?"
"We sell everything, of course mainly things from our Tang Dynasty."
"Things from the Tang Dynasty?" Egbert shook his head: "Although Alaric's reforms will increase the income of civilians, if you want to buy things from the Tang Dynasty, I'm afraid you don't have that kind of... spending power."
He used a new word he learned from Tang Ping.
Tang Ping nodded: "If it's something shipped from the Tang Dynasty, they really can't afford it. But what I plan to do is to produce things from the Tang Dynasty here."
"What's made in the Tang Dynasty is produced here?" Egbert asked doubtfully, "Can this still be considered a thing from the Tang Dynasty?"
"Hahaha, it's not imported, but at least it's a joint venture!" Tang Ping said with a smile: "If I open a workshop here, I can increase labor opportunities. Then if I open a shop, I can increase consumption. It's a win-win situation for everyone." ."
Egbert didn't know much about import joint ventures, so after eating, he heard that Tang Ping was going to recruit people, so he went along anyway out of boredom.
The literacy rate here was too low to post notices, so Tang Ping could only hire a few articulate locals to stand in front of his shop and shout according to his instructions.
"Look, look, look, the wages here are really good, you get off work early six days a week, and you get two all-you-can-eat meals!"
The peculiar shouting quickly attracted many civilians from London.
"Little Mark, what are you shouting about?"
A familiar civilian asked.
Little Mark raised his head proudly: "Our boss wants to recruit people to work, and what I just mentioned is the salary for recruiting workers."
"First of all, we pay on a piece-rate basis here. The more you do, the more you earn. My little Mark tried it yesterday and made eighteen iron coins a day!"
"What? Eighteen iron coins? So much?" After hearing what little Mark said, the people below expressed disbelief.
"Eighteen iron coins are nothing? Let me tell you, my job yesterday was to roll something called shredded tobacco. A box of rolled tobacco costs only one iron coin. It's because my little Mark is not yet proficient, otherwise he could roll at least twenty or thirty boxes in a day. !”
"What? That means you can earn twenty or thirty iron coins a day?" A strong laborer can have enough to eat with three iron coins a day.
According to what little Mark said, wouldn't it be possible to earn ten days' worth of food in one day?
"Also, we can only work for six days out of every seven days, leaving the last day for everyone to rest. We work from 9 am to 5 pm every day."
As soon as he said this, others didn't believe it anymore: "Little Mark, are you here to lie? Where can I hire someone to work and still have time to rest?"
"Yes, according to what you said, the more you do, the more you earn. So what if we don't want to take a break?"
Little Mark became anxious when he saw the people below questioning him.
He also has a task, and he will get a commission for how many workers he recruits.
So he quickly explained loudly: "Our boss said that rest is for better work, and if you really want to make more money, you can choose to work overtime. Overtime work will get extra overtime pay!"
"The boss said that not paying overtime pay for overtime work is... yes, it's just being a hooligan!"
