The steward surnamed Wang was taken away, shouting for mercy and mercy along the way...
At this time, Zhu Xi's people stepped forward. The children in Xiaqiu Village were busy making mud and could not help.
Zhu Ping's people have been in charge of the business, and they can check the accounts.
"There is no need to investigate. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and His Highness the King of Qin, I will recruit, I will explain, I will tell you everything."
The chief clerk in charge of the mine knelt down, tears and sweat flowing down his face.
"You said it's yours, let's check ours, don't delay." Zhu Ping smiled at the chief bookkeeper, how could he not check the account?
The chief clerk said with a confessional look, first of all, there is no problem with the coal, as much as you need, and there is no problem with the wages.
The number of masks given is also correct, but sometimes less soap is given. Because soap can be sold, what can anyone do if they buy the masks and take them apart?
I used to sell some masks, and the tofu maker bought them to filter. Later, people stopped buying them because they were afraid of accidents. The masks they bought can be used for a long time.
Soap can be transported to further places and sold, and the soap has the words 'exclusively for the mining area' written on it.
But the miners' families save money, and they will also sell soap for money.
The main problem is missing a meal, and at the same time, someone will be asked to put a torch instead of a lantern hanging next to it on the transportation road at night.
There are so many miners, and saving one meal per person is not a small sum. All the managers in charge of the mine thought of a way.
Tell the miner that two meals become one, and that meal contains meat, and give the miner a penny at the same time.
Miners can usually work for four hours, and they rotate so that someone can always catch the meal, so the miners feel good about it.
The miners are common people, and they are managers, representing the court. Their small arms cannot twist their thighs. If they don't agree, what if they don't let them come to work?
"Second brother, how many people can you leave to take care of things?" Zhu Biao looked at his brother after hearing this.
"Brother, don't worry, there will definitely be no problem with my manpower." Zhu Fang agreed with a smile.
"Spare your life! Your Highness, please spare your life!" The chief secretary panicked. He heard that the prince wanted to replace the people here with people from Prince Qin's palace, so he...
Zhu Biao didn't look at the other person at all, but focused on the miners coming up on the cart below: "There are people who have countless ways to make a lot of money, but they just don't dare to make it.
Is he stupid? No, he knows how to survive, and would rather leave the method to the palace, as long as he can make a little money from it.
Some people can obviously use legitimate means to enjoy their own lives, but they also use a lot of free and cost-effective things to help others.
Is he stupid? No, he has a compassionate heart. When my life gets better, I will work hard with others.
As a result, some people were very brave. When they were sent here, they agreed that their salary would be quite high and they would also receive additional rewards.
How can people's hearts be like this? Not satisfied! So unsatisfied.
Let's try this meal today to see if the meat is delicious. "
After Zhu Biao finished speaking, he waved his hand, and all the management personnel were arrested and taken away. The people from Prince Qin's Mansion immediately took over the work of the other party.
There are account books, and they record who transports how much coal according to the brand number, including those responsible for pumping water, and there is a set of rules.
"Chief Zhao, your village sells box lunches, but you don't provide them to the coal mine?" Zhu Xi thought of something.
"Your Highness King Qin, the mines elsewhere are far away from the village, so it is not cost-effective for us to go there, but here it is close, so there is no need for us.
The person in charge of the lunch boxes here is not from any village, but a relative of Manager Wang, who lives nearby with dozens of people.
They also lit the torches, and the saved oil was sold, so that they could provide light anyway. "
Zhao Li showed his hand. If the village business can't come in, it would be good if they don't charge money for hauling coal slime.
Zhu Biao strolled away, and most of the people in the mine knew the situation. The previous stewards and others were all arrested, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and His Royal Highness King Qin arrived.
However, everyone did not appear very happy and continued to work as usual.
When noon came, the person who delivered the lunch box didn't know what was happening here, so the cart arrived.
It's a cart, with a track extending over it, and then a clean mine cart carrying food is delivered here.
A total of thirty people came, and they were restrained before they could speak. Someone went to ask questions and would come back later.
"His Royal Highness the Prince, His Highness the King of Qin, and Zhu Lichang, there are restrictions on the dishes. You can eat whatever you want. It is all old rice, but there is no sand, rice husks, wheat bran or other things added.
The food given to the manager was different from the others. It did contain meat, but it was all fish stewed.
They said they went to Ruhe, which is farther away, to buy it early in the morning. They also bought bone soup and bought it at the county market every night.
Add some cheap vegetables, stew the fish together, and give the bone soup separately. "
"Serve us a serving and let's have a taste." Zhu Biao took a deep breath.
"Let's eat too!" Zhu Xi frowned.
"Eat, um! Hey hey hey hey!" Zhu Wentian followed his advice.
So everyone had a bowl, filled with rice first, and then put the vegetables on top. The soup had to wait until the meal was finished and was poured last.
"Your Highnesses, some miners said that they usually eat a bowl like this first, then serve another bowl, and then make soup." The person who inquired spoke again.
"Eat!" Zhu Biao lost his appetite just looking at it, but he gritted his teeth and ate. After one bite, he frowned and said, "It's a bit fishy. The belly of the fish was not properly treated."
He felt it was fishy and bitter, but fortunately he only had a little bit, which added up to one-third of the bowl.
Zhu Wentian also lowered his lips, but he ate quickly and snatched the bowl inside: "Hungry, I, eat!"
After finishing the meal quickly, he grabbed the bowls of Zhu Biao and Zhu Xi. He ate a bowl of rice and stewed fish by himself.
The other bit was eaten by three people. Zhu Biao and Zhu Feng were grateful to Hanhan and felt sorry for them.
Hanhan's cooking is the most delicious. It must be very uncomfortable for Hanhan to eat so much.
Zhao Li ate a third of the bowl of food by himself and shook his head while eating. Couldn't the fish be properly handled?
"Okay, delicious!" Zhu Biao was almost furious: "Two meals a day, each meal costs five cents. How do you make the three-pen lunch boxes at Danqing Box Dinner Restaurant?"
Zhu Xi rubbed his stomach. He felt a little nauseous and wanted to vomit. He complained: "The food at the Key Box Restaurant is delicious! We always eat it."
Zhu Ming was depressed, and he wondered, how could a stew with fish and vegetables produce such a taste?
The same ingredients are made by Xiaqiu Village, and the miners can eat three bowls of rice.
Making money is money, making the food so unpalatable is too much, I still want to vomit.
Someone brought candied ginger slices, and everyone took a few slices and put them in their mouths to suppress the nausea.
The miners eat normally, so it’s probably good to have something to eat. They’re used to the taste, otherwise they’ll be hungry!
According to those who asked for information, the miners first ate a bowl of stew and rice, then another bowl of rice, then poured soup on top and slurped down the food.
Everyone sat down to rest. Some people got the number of small signs, and some people looked at the mining area in a daze.
His face is black, only the areas where he wears the mask are white.
Some people took off their clothes, squeezed out a lot of sweat, and dangled them in their hands.
"Chief, if the same management tasks are handed over to Xiaqiu Village, to what extent can it be achieved?"
When Zhu Ping felt uncomfortable for the miners, he turned to ask the chief.
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(End of chapter)
