The newcomer area was built recently.
In the southwest of Xiping Village.
In order to be put into use as soon as possible, the construction is very simple.
The walls are bricks.
The roof is made of some wood cut from the back mountain or bamboo poles.
Sit north and face south.
There are three main rooms for people to live in.
Zhao Ping even thoughtfully prepared a Tukang.
As for using wood.
Sorry, because the time is too short and the manpower is not enough, we can't do it yet.
It can only be added slowly later.
In front of the main house, there are two houses on the right.
A kitchen and a bathroom.
The kitchen is equipped with a stove, iron pots, and a chimney built outside.
The bathroom is equipped with a large water tank and two wooden basins.
The wooden basins are not freshly made, they are all purchased from outside.
On the outside is the small courtyard.
There is a wooden door in the middle.
It is very similar to the collective villages where some villages were integrated together in Zhao Ping's previous life.
One built four rows, each with twenty households.
There are eighty households in total.
But it's obviously not enough.
In the past few days alone, nearly fifty people have come for interviews and been left behind.
There was a steady stream of people rushing to Xiping Village from behind.
Zhao Ping was not worried, but was very happy.
The more talents there are, the faster Xiping Village will develop.
Therefore, Zhao Ping was not stingy, and with a wave of his hand, he built such a house in the southeast of Xia Village.
However, construction has just begun and it will take some time before it can be put into use.
When it is completed over there, it will continue to spread forward.
Strive to build Xiping Village and Xiacun into something similar to the industrial parks in their previous lives.
There is a wooden sign hanging in front of each door with the name of the person staying there.
Of course, the people who came for the interview were all rough guys.
This was also within the scope of Zhao Ping's consideration, so he opened another public canteen.
At meal time, the meal will be served.
These newcomers can come here to eat for free with the wooden tags issued by Xiping Village that symbolize their status.
The tube is full, there is meat and white rice for every meal.
Don't you see, Zhang Changling's mouth was full of oil after eating, he was rubbing his bulging belly and burping constantly.
This was only because the staff of Xiping Village repeatedly stopped Zhang Changling from eating too much.
Otherwise, he might even die.
This is not an isolated case.
But there are many people who are almost unable to walk on the road they hold on.
After all, real dignitaries have official careers arranged by their families. Who would go to a place like Qingzhou?
Besides, even if he came, he still wanted to serve as a high-ranking official in the state capital.
I heard that you have to go to Xiping Village to pass Zhao Ping's review first.
Where is Xiping Village?
Never heard of it at all.
And how could a mountain villager from a mere village audit them?
Then he turned and left.
Those who are willing to stay are often those who are short of money.
Of course, it cannot be ruled out that there are some literati who have repeatedly failed in the examination and have no hope of pursuing an official career through the imperial examination, so they come here to take shortcuts.
As for those who know strange and obscene skills...just like those who did research in previous lives, they are all poor.
Without the support of the state, if they just carry out research on their own, they will lose everything and may not achieve anything.
So they were all like hungry wolves going crazy with hunger.
After everyone had eaten and drank enough, they took small steps back to their residences under the leadership of the staff.
I was shocked again.
The exclusive courtyard is all built of bricks.
The kitchen and bathroom are also separated separately.
With these conditions, he can even match those of landlords.
To have enough to eat, to wear warm clothes, and to have shelter from the wind and rain.
The staff talked about dressing up. As long as you are a member of Xiping Village, clothes will be distributed throughout the year.
Everyone has a question mark in their hearts.
So, is he still an official in Qingzhou?
How about staying in Xiping Village?
Become a member of Xiping Village, at least you will have no worries for the rest of your life.
"If you don't leave, even if you kill me, I will stay in Xiping Village."
Zhang Changling was lying on the kang, covered with a brand new quilt.
Made of linen.
It is filled with some fluff, straw, reeds, and linen cotton.
Threading needles and threads, it is very strong and very warm.
Just when he was about to have a good sleep, there was a knock on the door outside the hospital, and then Zhao Ping's question.
"Zhang Changling, are you sleeping?"
"If you haven't slept, can I come in and let's have a nice chat?"
bass!
Zhang Changling jumped up from the bed, patted his head, and kept complaining to himself.
"It's over, it's over."
"After eating a meal, I actually forgot what my husband told me."
"My husband has said that he wants to talk to me in detail about raising pigeons at night. How can I rest without waiting for him?"
"Guilty, sinful."
"I wonder if your husband will blame me and drive me out of Xiping Village?"
No matter how urgent it is, we must meet you.
"I'm coming."
Zhang Changling hurriedly put on his clothes and ran all the way to open the door for Zhao Ping.
There were three people outside the door.
Zhao Ping, Liu Mengru, and personal bodyguard Li Hu.
"Sir, please come in quickly."
Zhang Changling invited them into the house.
Zhao Ping naturally said some pretentious remarks first, such as are you satisfied with the food and accommodation?
Are there any other requirements?
How do you feel about Xiping Village?
And so on.
"good!"
Zhang Changling said yes again and again and almost never stopped praising him.
He even took the initiative to ask Zhao Ping how he could stay in Xiping Village?
"Do you want to stay in Xiping Village forever?"
Zhao Ping asked doubtfully: "Didn't you come to Xiping Village to pass my review and then go to Qingzhou to become an official?"
Zhang Changling's face turned red and he said with great self-knowledge: "I am just a pigeon breeder. How can I be qualified to be an official? The reason why I came to Xiping Village is for the fifty taels of silver reward you mentioned."
"It made you laugh."
"What's so funny about this?"
Zhao Ping said sternly: "Only with money can we have enough food and clothing. This is a normal need."
"As for you staying in Xiping Village, that's easy."
"As long as you are loyal to Xiping Village and never betray, you can stay."
"So simple?"
"Yes, it's that simple."
"I, Zhang Changling, swear to God that I will be loyal to Xiping Village and will never betray you. Otherwise, God will strike with thunder and I will die a good death."
After they finished swearing the poison, Zhao Ping said hypocritically: "There is no need to swear the poison."
"Since we have decided to stay in Xiping Village, we will be a family from now on."
"Think in one place, work hard in one place, and build Xiping Village better and better."
"Um."
Zhang Changling's head was like a chicken pecking at rice, nodding wildly.
"Then there is a task that needs to be given to you now. Are you willing to accept it?"
Zhao Ping asked.
"willing."
Zhang Changling agreed without hesitation.
"Don't you even ask me what I need you to do?"
"No need to ask."
Zhang Changling shook his head, "Mr. gave me such a good place to live, took care of my food, clothing, housing, and transportation, and even gave me money. He is simply my reborn parent."
"I will do whatever my husband asks me to do, and I will never have any intention of disobeying him."
"Hahaha, okay."
Zhao Ping praised: "I need you to help me raise pigeons and homing pigeons."
"I know pigeons, but what is a trustworthy pigeon?"
Zhang Changling said suspiciously.
I have raised pigeons for so many years, including meat pigeons, sparrow pigeons, spotted pigeons, and snow pigeons. What is a trustworthy pigeon?
Why have I never heard of it?
"As the name suggests, it is a pigeon that delivers messages."
Zhao Ping said.
“Can pigeons still deliver messages?”
Zhang Changling became even more suspicious.
But Liu Mengru next to her suddenly widened her eyes, and even stepped forward to grab Zhao Ping's hand, and asked in surprise, "Ms. sir, are everything you said true?"
“Can pigeons really deliver messages?”
