After hearing the introduction from the noodle stall owner, Zhang Chengzhe thanked him and walked towards the crowd who were talking about business... ···
"Don't miss it when you are passing by. The floor tiles produced by Ande Kiln of the Second Manufacturing Administration. Buying these floor tiles and sticking them on the ground at home will be a great honor!"
"Carpenter! Carpenter! A twenty-year-old carpenter who can make large pieces of furniture and carve small objects!"
"It's cheap! It's cheap! A tile costs one tael and two hundred pieces. It's a good, decent tile. Anyone can buy it!"
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Amidst these shouts, Zhang Chengzhe first pretended to look at several other businesses, and then quietly came to a man who looked like a butler. At this time, the butler was discussing business with several craftsmen around him.
"Build a large tile-roofed house that is two feet long and one foot wide. Can I give you fifteen coppers a day to do it?"
"Steward Shen, your price is too low. This is not the first time we have cooperated. As you know, we are all veterans. We work well and quickly. We need at least thirty coppers a day. Do you think you can add more?" ?”
As soon as these words came out, Butler Shen also looked embarrassed and said:
"Lao Xu, it's not that I don't give you more money, it's that our master just gives you these wages. Do you think this will work? I will give you five more coppers. Twenty coppers a day will also cover your food and accommodation. This salary is not enough." If there is such a business in the future, I will be thinking of you!"
"We come and go often! How about you don't care about the small money now?"
After hearing Butler Shen's words, these craftsmen quickly discussed it and still felt that Butler Shen's bid was too low and did not meet the value of their labor. In addition, Yi Jing is now prosperous, so they don't have to worry about finding masons like them. to live, so despite Guanjia Shen’s best efforts to stay, they still walked away to find new business...
Watching the craftsmen leave, Butler Shen couldn't help but sigh. A few years ago, twenty coppers a day would include food and accommodation. With such good conditions, what kind of masons could he find in Yijing City? No, they will have to beg for themselves one by one!
But now that the Fengwu Army has entered the city, all this is over!
These poor guys also became arrogant, and they didn’t even look down on the price they offered. What kind of fucking world is this? If I had given them a whip in the past, I would have let them understand why Bai Huaer So red.
Although he complained a little, Butler Shen also knew that in the current prosperous environment of Yi Jing, good masons and carpenters could not be recruited for twenty coppers.
But my master gave me thirty coppers per person. If I gave all of it to these poor people, I, the housekeeper, would not be able to get a single copper!
This is worse than killing yourself!
But with his master's temper, if he fails to complete the task on time, he will definitely not get around him easily!
Just when Butler Shen was in a dilemma, he heard a young voice coming from his ear.
"This housekeeper! I am also a mason and can do any kind of work. I only need fifteen copper coins a day for food and accommodation!"
Hearing this voice, Butler Shen was stunned for a moment, then walked over and saw a young face looking at him flatteringly.
After scanning the young man in front of him up and down, Butler Shen hesitated and asked:
"Are you a mason? Can you do it..."
Feeling Butler Shen's doubts, Zhang Chengzhe patted his chest and said confidently:
"Butler, look at what you said, there must be no problem!"
"Three generations of my family have been masons. This is a craft inherited from my family. When you said that I was naked, my father taught me how to make adobe walls. I just heard you say, isn't it just for building a house? This is my craft It’s definitely enough!”
Seeing Zhang Chengzhe's confident look, Butler Shen was still a little hesitant. He hesitated and said to Zhang Chengzhe:
"You are so young and your craftsmanship is mediocre. I will give you eleven coppers a day!"
As soon as these words came out, Zhang Chengzhe's face suddenly fell, and then he said impatiently:
"Butler, I am sincerely discussing business with you. Are you trying to make fun of me?"
"You just gave those people twenty coppers a day, but you only gave me eleven coppers?"
"I ask you for fifteen coppers a day, but that's not much at all. I'm in our hometown Qilu, and my craftsmanship is well-known. I need at least thirty coppers a day. That's how much money I spend when I first come here to make a living in Yijing. Money is tight now, so I took the fifteen coppers a day!"
"Next time you come to me, I will definitely ask you for thirty copper coins a day..."
Such words somewhat frightened Steward Shen. He calculated that it was not too expensive for this young man to pay fifteen copper coins a day. Now in San'an market, he is considered to have some skills as a mason, and he would have to pay twelve or thirteen coins a day. Even if he agrees to his private room, he can earn fifteen coppers a day from him.
Thinking of this, Butler Shen made a decision in his mind and said immediately:
"It's fifteen coppers that day. You can come with me soon! But I have made a promise to you. When you come to our master's house later, I won't want you if your skills are not good!"
Zhang Chengzhe immediately beat his chest and said:
"Don't worry! I have absolutely no choice in this craft! You will be satisfied with it in a while and it will be over!"
Seeing Zhang Chengzhe's confident look, Butler Shen still didn't believe it but didn't say anything. Then he focused on recruiting other craftsmen.
An hour later, Butler Shen took the eight craftsmen he recruited, including Zhang Chengzhe, into two donkey carts.
When getting on the donkey cart, Zhang Chengzhe pretended to look inadvertently, and a guard at San'an Market nodded slightly.
When Zhang Chengzhe left on the donkey cart, the guard quickly disappeared into the market...
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Jinzhong, Shunde,
"Everyone fight for me and drive out these bastards from the Fengwu Army!"
"Long live Marshal Ye! Brothers, follow me and charge!"
"Those who pledge allegiance to Marshal Ye to the death and cut down the enemy's flag will be rewarded with a thousand taels of silver and be promoted to two levels!"
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Although it was Shenshi, the sky was already a little dark in Huainan in October. Watching the sun gradually setting, the first division general Ma Zhongjun, who was in charge of the siege operation on the watchtower outside the city, had a very serious expression.
After successfully capturing Bozhou, he continued to march towards Shunde according to the battle plan formulated before the war. After arriving in Shunde three days ago, he led the first division to launch an siege against Shunde!
Regarding the city of Shunde, Ma Zhongjun's requirement for himself and the First Division was to capture the city within three days, and today was the third day of the siege!
During these three days, the First Division attacked the city wall several times, but the Zhennan Army defenders inside the city were very tenacious and never gave up their determination to fight to the end with the Fengwu Army, which brought great consequences to the First Division. The big trouble made Ma Zhongjun feel a little troublesome.
Seeing that his soldiers had already reached the city wall, but still completely defeated the enemy and captured the city, Ma Zhongjun felt a little anxious and immediately ordered:
"Give me the order to my first division to slaughter two hundred pigs and one hundred sheep tonight. Brothers are having a celebration banquet in the city! Let brothers work harder and don't let up! The commander is waiting for our good news in Yijing. I am the first The teacher must never let the commander down!"
"yes!"
As Ma Zhongjun's order was issued, the soldiers of the First Division, tempted by the celebration banquet, gritted their teeth and held their breath and launched another attack on Shunde City... ··········
At this time of the battle, the Zhennan Army guarding Shunde is already at the end of its strength. They were all blown to pieces by the artillery of the First Division. They have been able to persist until now by gritting their teeth and struggling hard. , so when the two sides competed for their fighting will, they were quickly defeated.
Holding a telescope and watching the city gate of Shunde being breached by a battering ram, and countless Fengwu troops rushing into the city, Ma Zhongjun's serious expression on the watchtower became more relaxed as he knew that the overall situation had been decided.
The logistics situation of the Fengwu Army is strictly confidential to ordinary soldiers and middle- and lower-level generals, but senior generals like Ma Zhongjun are still very aware of how serious the situation is, so he does not want to waste any time every day.
Just like today, if Shunde cannot be taken before the sun goes down and the Zhennan Army in the city can take a breather, then it may be necessary to waste a few days if they want to take Shunde, and this is something Ma Zhongjun cannot accept. .
An hour later, the sun completely set and the sky fell into darkness. The Fengwu Army basically eliminated the remaining enemies in the city. Ma Zhongjun also kept his promise and asked the kitchen to start killing pigs and sheep for a celebration banquet for tens of thousands of officers and soldiers throughout the division. .
At the celebration banquet, Ma Zhongjun gave a speech to the officers and soldiers of the division. He encouraged the officers and soldiers of the division to wipe out the rebellious Zhennan Army and serve Marshal Ye, and also win himself a reputation both during and after his death... ·············
In addition to these, Ma Zhongjun, who knew what the soldiers wanted, also directly asked the soldiers who had made meritorious service in the battle to come forward. He personally awarded these people awards and money, and asked the General Staff Headquarters for credit.
As a result, the atmosphere of the celebration banquet reached that of the Gao Dynasty, and the soldiers who were a little tired from the continuous battles became enthusiastic again.
After doing all this, Ma Zhongjun handed over the celebration banquet to the soldiers and let them enjoy it to their fullest. Under the guidance of his personal guards, he himself came to the temporary courtyard he found in the city.
Entering the room, Ma Zhongjun asked the guard beside him:
"Have you found Xu Huhui?"
Facing Ma Zhongjun's inquiry, the guard nodded and said:
"General, we have found Xu Huhui. He originally wanted to commit suicide, but he was captured alive by Commander Zhang Hong. In addition to this Xu Huhui, Commander Zhang Hong also captured several senior generals in the city. They are all waiting in the side room. It’s here!”
Ma Zhongjun nodded and said:
"Zhang Hong did a good job. Bring Xu Huhui first! I'll ask him first!"
"yes!"
Following Ma Zhongjun's order, an eight-foot-tall middle-aged man with a rough appearance, covered in blood and his mouth blocked by a piece of rag, was brought to him... ·············
At this time, although the middle-aged Khan was struck by a sword and axe, his big copper bell-like eyes were still glaring at Ma Zhongjun. Ma Zhongjun was also prepared for this person's appearance. After all, if the other party was a softie, he would It is impossible to lead the defenders to persist until now under the fierce attack of his first division.
And the most important thing is that this Xu Huhui is Xu Zhaojie's clan brother, and was also the captain of Xu Zhaojie's personal soldiers. He is one of Xu Zhaojie's most trusted people in the Zhennan Army!
It was precisely because of this that Xu Huhui received an urgent order from Xu Zhaojie five days ago, led his troops from Kangyin to Shunde, and took over the command of Shunde's troops. To be honest, if Xu Huhui hadn't disrupted the situation, Ma Zhongjun would have thought that he had The first division can capture Shunde. After a day of rest and reorganization today, they can continue to attack Kangyin tomorrow.
Looking at Xu Huhui, Ma Zhongjun stood up and came to his side with an expressionless face, and then personally took the rag from Xu Huhui's mouth.
Xu Huhui, who was already glaring at Ma Zhongjun, wanted to curse angrily as soon as the rag was removed from his mouth:
"you··························"
However, as soon as he uttered a word, Ma Zhongjun fully realized what he wanted to say. Without waiting for him to finish speaking, he slapped Xu Huhui twice. These two slaps made Xu Huhui dizzy and blurry. Venus!
However, this Xu Huhui is also a tough guy. He will definitely not give up just because of two slaps. He endured the burning pain on his face and continued to curse:
"You son of a bitch, you have the guts to kill your grandpa!"
Seeing that Xu Huhui was so talented, Ma Zhongjun also sneered and punched Xu Huhui twice in the abdomen. Ma Zhongjun hit Xu Huhui very carefully with these two punches. He hit Xu Huhui's liver and used 30% of his hidden strength.
Although Xu Huhui didn't want to show cowardice in front of the enemy with these two punches, it was still painful. He bared his teeth and almost knelt in front of Ma Zhongjun. Seeing this, Ma Zhongjun kept up his efforts and punched him with two more punches. Xu Huhui suddenly couldn't hold on, and the pain in his liver He was sweating coldly and with a look of pain on his face, he knelt down in front of Ma Zhongjun...
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