Yamazaki was not in the mood to read any more, so he went back to the restaurant and wrote a notice asking for forty long-term workers, who could be hired on a per-household basis.
Among them, there are thirty farmers, five cooks, and five handymen.
Food and accommodation are included, and wages are settled in fine grains or bacon.
In the morning, I had a full meal of coarse-grain porridge, two fine-grain oil cakes, and a small plate of dried radish fried in oil.
At noon, I had a full meal of coarse grain rice, a bowl of bacon and oil soup, and a plate of fried radish seedlings.
In the evening, have a bowl of fine grain rice, a bowl of coarse grain porridge, a bowl of bacon and vegetables, one ounce of bacon and two ounces of vegetables.
The wage is calculated or accounted for ten days, and a pound of bacon or a liter of fine grain is equivalent to one tael of silver.
He spoke clearly and asked many refugees to apply for the job. Yamazaki chose seven families that looked pleasing to his eye.
There are fifty-three people in the seven households. Yamazaki registered the names of the long-term workers and made sure that they were entitled to food and housing, and he did not care about the others.
Of course, if he is willing to save food rations and go home to eat, he will not care. This is called turning a blind eye.
Yamazaki took them to the homes where the vegetable fields were located and assigned them accommodation.
According to the agreed working time every day, the farmer does not have to get up too early, but the cook has to come to the restaurant in the morning to cook for everyone.
The handymen deliver meals, carry things, and collect firewood outside during their free time.
At the same time, it was pointed out that one acre of land cost ten taels of silver. If they collected enough one thousand taels of silver, they could sell one hundred acres of land to them.
Forty people, each person gets three taels of silver per month, which is one hundred and twenty taels, which is enough for one year.
This made the eyes of the seven households brighten up, and they swept away their previous muddled life.
…
Yamazaki returned to the restaurant and found a customer. He was a middle-aged businessman who called himself Yuan Dongliang and said he wanted to buy grain and meat.
Yamazaki looked at it and felt that it looked familiar.
Recalling that he saw the beautiful woman's husband at the west city gate, he immediately said that he would not sell but only exchange.
"Yuan is willing to buy it at a high price."
"It's not the price, it's the money that is of no use here."
"Oh, then I'll give you the gold."
"There is no gold and silver in this place, so we all rely on fine grains and salted meats in exchange. It is said that if you have food at home, you will not panic."
"Here, Yuan is new here, can you sell less emergency supplies?"
Yamazaki nodded, "That's okay. One person can buy a bushel of fine grains and ten pounds of bacon. You can ask your people to register."
Yuan Dongliang frowned, "Do you still need to register?"
Yamazaki nodded, "Of course, each person can only sell it once in a month."
Yuan Dongliang was a little dissatisfied, "Why is the little boss doing this?"
Naturally, Yamazaki would not tell him that this was to see his concubine. "This is to prevent someone from hoarding and pushing up the price. This is not directed at anyone, just in case."
Yuan Dongliang had nothing to say, "The little boss is really kind."
Yamazaki waved his hand, "It's hard to talk about it. It's just that I live in the city and finally get clean. I don't want to become the same as before, always fighting for it."
"Okay, Yuan will send someone to call someone over now." Boss Yuan handed over and left.
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Soon after, ten people arrived.
One dou of fine grain and ten pounds of bacon were equivalent to twenty taels of silver. Two gold coins were paid, which was two gold leaves.
Then ten more people came, also with two gold leaves.
Continuing, a group of ten people, but Yamazaki didn't sell it.
Yamazaki was dissatisfied, "Boss Yuan, you are recruiting people now, I can't handle it."
Boss Yuan was all smiles, "Isn't the little boss hiring people now? Yuan also needs long-term workers."
Yamazaki held up his hands and said, "I understand, but I can't live with my food reserves. Boss Yuan, go to the street and collect them slowly, please."
"Why is the little boss doing this? Yuan is willing to buy it at a high price, double the price."
"I don't like gold, I prefer food. I don't want to sell it, is that okay?"
"Okay, then Yuan will take his leave." Boss Yuan could only leave.
"please."
"Little boss, stay."
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Boss Yuan went out, and the butler came up and whispered, "Master, this kid doesn't know how to praise..."
Boss Yuan immediately interrupted, "Shh, we are new here. We are not in a hurry to do anything. We are talking about business. We send people to the streets to buy fine grains and other things at double the price."
"Sir, is double too high?"
"There are many refugees in the city and little food. It would be great if we could buy enough food twice as much."
"How much does that cost?"
"First come five hundred buckets."
"Okay."
"Go ahead."
Boss Yuan dismissed the lackey and looked back at the restaurant. This place that didn't even have a name felt strange.
There are people in the world who don't like gold.
The troublesome thing is that this person should have hoarded enough food and wants to control the business in the city. He wants to control the city by controlling the food. I'm afraid I can't get around this person.
The shopping mall is like a battlefield, you have to be prepared.
Yamazaki more or less guessed what this person wanted to do, but he didn't care.
This Soaring Snake City belongs to the Crouching Tiger Alliance. Unless there is an innate master, no one can control this city.
Even if he speaks, the Crouching Tiger Alliance will only listen to what they want to hear.
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When Yamazaki returned to the medical clinic to sit in the hall, some refugees came in.
Yamazaki showed them for free and found that they were all caused by fatigue from traveling and were not major problems. Basically, he did not prescribe medicine to them, but just asked them to relax and go back to take care of themselves.
When a few people have a fever, use internal energy to massage them. Except for one child who still needs to be observed, the rest can be treated on the spot.
After that, I made a bowl of mutton with ginger sauce and gave it to the child. After one pound of mutton, he recovered immediately.
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Before evening.
Yamazaki closed the medical clinic, went to the restaurant for a walk, and then returned.
There are people buying and selling things everywhere on the road, and the refugees are buying grain. The price of fine grain has reached twenty-five taels per bucket.
Yamazaki thought about recruiting long-term workers and teaching them how to make coarse grain pancakes.
It was agreed that a bucket of coarse grains and five hundred cakes would cost one tael of silver, and the oil and firewood would be considered a total of four taels of silver.
One loaf was sold to them for ten cents, and five hundred loaves were worth five thousand cents. They sold it for fifteen cents, and there were people all over the street asking for it.
They are only allowed to sell for fifteen cents. If they sell too much, they will be fired and replaced by others.
The long-term workers naturally knew the price of food on the street, and they were enthusiastic, so they enthusiastically helped.
Yamazaki then stepped aside. He didn't care how the fine grain was sold, and he just let the people in the city make a fortune.
He used whole grains to ensure that no one would go hungry.
The rich eat fine grains, and the poor eat coarse grains to satisfy their hunger.
Once your stomach is full, the price of fine grains will become reasonable again.
…
Yamazaki went home to eat, and then came back to watch and found that there was already a long queue at the restaurant.
Yamazaki made two large baskets and asked everyone to put money into them, ten on one side and five on the other.
Give him the money and he will be responsible for the change.
With his help, the process went much faster.
But there were more people, and many people asked for ten or twenty pieces of cake, and some even asked for a hundred pieces of cake.
Yamazaki said that one person can only buy ten cakes. After all, with such a long queue, others have to be given some opportunities.
…
The cooks and their families gathered around the restaurant's four stoves and worked all night, making tens of thousands of cakes, but they still couldn't handle all the people who came to buy them.
Fortunately, there are enough long-term workers to take turns, so I can still hold on.
Yamazaki also knows, this round.
They are all new here and haven’t established themselves yet. It will be fine if they do.
However, Yamazaki gradually realized that he had underestimated the number of people, and it was almost noon.
Yamazaki inquired with people from the Crouching Tiger Alliance, and it was said that there were refugees coming all the time.
Yes, we're in big trouble.
It's not the refugees, it's the robbers who will soon chase the refugees and kill them.
Because many of the refugees are quite wealthy, you can tell by looking at their clothes. Most people in the city wear commoners, but now there are many more brocade clothes on the streets.
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