As the days passed, the snow became heavier and heavier, and the temperature became lower and lower.
As time goes by, the workshop in Zhuangzi in the southern suburbs has been completed and put into production.
In Beijing, more and more strange things appear.
Perfume, lip balm, body lotion, soap, floor heating, hard liquor like a burning knife.
Chu Qing planted a seed and Tao Ruolin irrigated it carefully, and it would eventually bloom and bear fruit.
Horseshoes have been thoroughly promoted, and bull nose rings are also available. Blacksmiths have another business, bragging about bull noses.
After the iron hoop passed through, the cow shed huge tears and screamed in pain. The blacksmith looked at it and couldn't bear it. He blew gently into the cow's nose and murmured that it didn't hurt, so bear with it.
In addition to the bragging blacksmith, there are also the unscrupulous people in Xiao County who talk about the mountains.
There are more and more workshops, Zhuangzi in the southern suburbs has also begun to expand, and the demand for work materials is increasing day by day. Many people go to Xiao County to dig mountains and quarry stone.
The stone industry has been monopolized again, by a female businessman named Luzhu. Instead of monopolizing the store, she monopolizes a shop called "Stone Shop". The prices are unified and the goods are shipped uniformly. Those who need Xiao County stone know the market. , they all have to go to this female businessman, and other stone shops do not have any core competitiveness in the market.
As the wind and snow turned the capital into silver, the people in the capital finally discovered something strange.
This year, there are no refugees.
No, to be precise, there were refugees, but they didn’t come to gather outside the city.
These refugees were taken away before they even reached the outside of the city.
According to rumors, the people who were once wiped out by the Qianqi Battalion have changed their profession and have become head pullers. A refugee sent to Zhuangzi in the southern suburbs can get fifty coins.
When the refugees went, they were first given clothes to eat meat, and they ate the meat and took a bath. After taking a bath, they were given 500 cash, and then they went to sleep in a "dormitory" equipped with floor heating. They slept for three days and three nights before they were allowed to go to work.
Paving roads, digging mountains, going to workshops, going to breeding farms, and building houses. There is always endless work and endless money to make. The refugees are crying. Who the hell can go back to their hometown? From now on, they will work until they die. !
Zhuangzi in the southern suburbs has been expanded again and again, but it is still not big enough. Many people from the central and northern cities of Beijing even want to settle in Zhuangzi in the southern suburbs.
It's winter, the ground is so hard that the iron tongs are almost poking out sparks, but these refugees are not tired, because it's so fucking unreasonable, the county man from Si'an County actually gives overtime pay, they don't know What is overtime pay? You know that wages have increased again, always increased, increased every three days, and increased by different names.
Thousands of refugees began to wonder where this man from Si'an County could get such wealth.
The rumors stopped at the wise man. A man named Third Master came outside Zhuangzi in the southern suburbs and said in one sentence that his young master's money was brought by the strong wind.
The refugees understood. No wonder they were so rich. It turned out to be brought by the strong wind. They said so and waved their hands to show that they had taken advantage, but their eyes were red.
In the Qianqiying Yamen Office, Chu Qing was sitting in the main hall, holding a warm cup of tea and looking at the people in the room with a smile.
They are all merchants. There are more than ten well-known merchants in Beijing.
Chu Qing's eyes swept away, and many merchants lowered their heads.
"Everyone, we are partners. I, Chu Qing, rely on three things to get around. I am ruthless, loyal, and have many brothers."
Putting down the tea cup, Chu Qing continued with a smile: "I know you have complaints and complaints in your heart, but if you have any problems, just come to me directly. You are doing this in private, isn't it... a little unkind? ”
The heads of the merchants were lowered.
"When I break into the dock, I rely on three things. It's ruthless. It means that if someone wants to mess with me, I will definitely kill him."
Chu Qing's eyes narrowed: "As for this loyalty, of course he is the one who cares deeply about me, Chu Qing. I will never forget him if I get rich. The third thing is that there are many brothers, including Tan Ma from Qianqi Camp. I am Chu’s brother, so if you are doing this behind my back, you will definitely not be able to hide it from me.”
Cold sweat broke out on the foreheads of several merchants.
The cause of the matter is very simple. Three days ago, this group of businessmen who had won a lot of contracts at the auction house began to meet in private. Because Chu Qing always used different names to increase wages for the people who worked, these businessmen suspected that Chu Qing was being generous. The generosity of others uses everyone's profits to win people's hearts.
Another thing is that Chu Qing has made a lot of money. Many courtiers and aristocratic families in the capital are jealous, and some rumors have begun to spread.
Bai Jie, the most senior person, raised his head with a wry smile on his face: "Mr. Chu, it's not just us who have any complaints, it's just that there are more and more refugees. Logically speaking, with more people, wages will have to be reduced, but for this working man, There are so many people, you always...I know that you are sympathizing with them, but everyone...since we are engaged in business, we always feel that something is wrong."
Chu Qing smiled slightly: "Mr. Bai, what you said is wrong. How about I explain it to you."
Bai Jie's complexion changed slightly.
The title, Mr. Bai, is not you but "you".
At this moment, Bai Jie's vanity was unprecedentedly satisfied. He grinned and changed positions.
"Oh, oh, oh, oh, Lord Chu, you are so polite. You are so polite. I didn't mean that. I just said what other merchants are thinking. Others don't know. I, Bai Jie, am like a mirror in my heart. Lord Chu can't be wrong. I'm wrong. If it doesn’t work, how do you arrange it? I agree with both hands and feet.”
The other merchants glared angrily.
You know, a few days ago, it was this old guy who was the most dissatisfied.
Businessmen, that's it. The special environment has created a very subtle mentality.
Merchants have money but no dignity. Even for Bai Jie, a wealthy businessman in the capital, the aristocratic family and courtiers may be polite on the surface, but they will inevitably despise him in their hearts, and Bai Jie also knows it in his heart.
What is Chu Qing? The emperor's personal army, the commander-in-chief of the Thousand Cavalry Battalion, still a distinguished noble, speaking like you, speaking like an old gentleman, or in front of other businessmen, money can't buy it, because this is dignity.
"The old guy was right."
Another merchant raised his head with a smile on his face: "My brother-in-law said, listen to Mr. Chu in everything, and he is absolutely right."
The merchant who spoke was named Qin, Qin Shouren, and was the brother-in-law of Cao Wu, Minister of Rites.
In fact, Cao Wu really didn't say anything to Qin Shouren, but Qin Shouren heard from his sister that Cao Wu almost let Chu Qing be tortured to death some time ago.
Qin Shouren, who used to show off his power in the name of Cao Wu, did not dare to make any mistakes in front of Chu Qing.
It is worth mentioning that this guy came to report a few days ago that the "shareholders" were privately dissatisfied with Chu Qing.
In fact, Chu Qing had already expected this situation, so he turned around and said, "Aping, let's talk to everyone."
Nangong Ping, who was rolling up a pile of yellow paper, came forward and hung the yellow paper directly on the screen.
The merchants looked intently, looked at each other for a moment, and looked at each other.
I don’t understand it, I don’t understand its meaning, in short, I’m just confused.
Nangong Ping spoke, his voice neither salty nor cold, but the look of contempt on his face was not concealed at all.
As the nephew of the current Prime Minister, Nangong Ping has this qualification and does not have to hide his inner thoughts.
"This is called the increase table. It's what Mr. Chu teaches his students. It's three months, three months' increase table!"
