Bring The System To Datang

After lunch, the people of Sail County and the mountain people who ran down took new tools to build roads.

The children were helping to lift soil and rocks.

Feiqi Habayashi put down his weapons to help build a simple shack.

Li Feng led people to find the people working in the county to inquire about the situation, how old are the few people in the family, whether they are male or female.

Ask for a record, and take out the ink pad and ask the people to press their handprints.

The person who was asked hurriedly took tools to repair the road and worked hard, which was more than ten times faster than before.

Two days ago, they used bamboo shovel for work, and they obviously could pick up most of the soil at a time. They had to pick up one-fifth of the soil.

Changed to a shovel, kicked it all at once, full of shovel, ten steps each, and one shovel slid out steadily.

Tools belong to the common people, and the common people say they know where there are herbs and wild animals, so they will gather and hunt them.

Take it back and count the money directly, buy tools and finally bring them home to the people.

It is equivalent to Nanmen Limu and Qianjinshi horse bones. The people trust the officials while gaining benefits through their own efforts.

The mountain people came with tools, which were not very good, and they were also replaced with good tools.

Calculated as loaned to the mountain people, if the mountain people take them back, they need to be repaid in installments without interest.

The tools purchased in bulk are still cheap, and the stockholders demand that they be taken away and the stockholders will repay them later.

In the afternoon, more people came here, and some of the government officials who had left before went home to report. They were very happy and were about to make a fortune.

The people in the county spread the word and didn't know the situation of their own family in front of them, so they got together to cook and eat.

The old man, the old lady, the older children led the little ones, and the women whose father and son had gone to work at home, all ran to the place where the road was built.

I saw many horses and people, and the road construction scene was in full swing.

The men in the county are shirtless, and the women also have multiple dresses on their upper bodies.

Yu Lin Feiqi is also shirtless, and Guangzhou is also hot in autumn, even if it's over.

They used a double saw to cut wood, tied the mat with branches, the wood stood up, and the mat was tied, and a shack appeared.

It's not a sanjiao shack, it's similar to a house.

After a section of the road was repaired, the shack was demolished, and then moved forward, usually a few miles to change the place to save walking time.

The fresh wood was sinking, and three or four Yulin Feiqi were carried over, and there was no case that anyone be lazy.

Under normal circumstances, two people carry wood.

Yulin Feiqi specializes in this, and everyone must work hard, otherwise the wood will not be able to carry it, and the weight will be designed like that.

No one will be lazy, and be lazy will harm your comrades.

The bark is not thin, and there are deep marks on the shoulders, making people feel painful.

When dealing with wood and branches, hit the body, the skin will become red and the skin will bulge.

Feiqi Habayashi was expressionless and used to it.

They have the scars they left during training, they don't need to be removed by Li Yi, just keep them, not ashamed.

Anyway, a person with a scar is more deterrent than a person with a tattoo.

Later, the people in the county saw another group of people wearing khaki official uniforms and holding a clip in their hands, writing and painting.

"Father, why are you here? This is the new county magistrate, Li Ming's mansion, as well as the county princes, county lieutenants, and clerks. They are all from the Li family Zhuangzi. You rest, dad, I can't walk away here."

A man wielding a pickaxe stopped temporarily, touched the sweat on his face, greeted an old man among the people who came, and picked up the pickaxe again.

"Didn't you say that you can't work hard? You can eat all your life?" The old man stared and said the plan directly.

"Old Man Chen, don't scold you, you can't do it. The new official is from the Lijiazhuangzi in Bashui, Chang'an. He will cook when he comes, and Li Ming's house has a hand in baking pies."

A woman next to her helped to speak, she was next to the man with the pickaxe.

This man is the youngest son of the old man. He has just reached the crown this year and has no daughter-in-law.

The woman is one year older than him. She talked about a husband's family before, and the husband's family disliked her as being poor. The main reason was that she was beautiful and talkative, so she didn't want it.

With this man, the two of them saw each other right.

The old man is as good as it is, he can understand at a glance, staring: "Why is the little clothes so small? Where is the heat?"

"I know Old Uncle Chen." The woman quickly took her coat over and put it on.

"Look back and ask Sizi his mother to make you a dress that fits you." The old man said again, looking at Li Feng.

"My girl's clothes are small and big-chested, are you old Chen still in charge?" A woman in her fifties came next.

"What's this about?" The old man glared over, and couldn't bear the murderous look in the other's eyes, and spoke to Li Feng.

"You pay?" The old man knew that there was no pay before.

"No, if they agreed to pay, Zhang Gong's Shibosi Division would not allocate the money. My Li Family Zhuangzi has money, but I can't spend it like this."

Li Feng shook his head to make things clear.

Instead, he said: "We need to wear clothes and shoes for work. We will make two clothes and two pairs of shoes for work. We need to eat for work and have meat every meal."

"It's okay." The old man understood. He didn't directly give money, but gave benefits, the rules.

"But." Li Feng had something to say: "Provide the approximate location of the beast and help gather herbs. We will pay for it."

Another farmer in Chengxian County followed, "Now we need grass curtains to block the gaps in the shack to prevent mosquitoes from entering.

You go back and do it, we pay for it, and when the road is completed, the curtain will be given to the worker. "

Including the people who work, they all understand that they just don't pay for the work and seek compensation from other places.

It's equivalent to weaving curtains for your family, and the court pays for it.

The old man moved his fingers, and he was about to weave the curtains.

By the way, reminder: "I heard that the people of the Yan family have been promoted. You are not good at the county yamen, and the others in the Yan family are here."

"My proprietor is an official who can talk about poetry and poetry with Zaifu, how can he care about your small county?" Li Feng was tough and gave the people confidence.

"Okay, okay." The old man was happy, now that he has a backing, the situation has changed.

They took out the food they brought and gave it to Li Feng and others, who could deal with it at night.

After dark, the people later went back and planned to start making curtains for their own family to block mosquitoes tomorrow, and make money by the way.

Those who had eaten continued to work, saying that they were tired from waiting and slept until dawn.

The children of the mountain people couldn't stand it, and went to bed early after eating.

Li Feng and others rushed to the county with a hundred Yulin Feiqi to collect the account books.

They believe that the account books are now messy, and many accounts are not even recorded.

At this time, the account books are the most authentic. Yan's people are estimated to be promoted, and they are not afraid of others checking the accounts.

"Will it catch fire? It burned, even the account books and the warehouse." A farmer thought of a possibility.

I was afraid that people would check the accounts, so I simply burned them. There was no account, and the things in the warehouse were also burned.

These things happen in any era, especially those who manage grain, including the exchange of new rice for old rice and other methods.

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