Bring The System To Datang

Song Jing and others know that they will send someone to contact people from the Xi, Qidan, and Bohai nations tomorrow.

"Your Majesty, forty dollars a day per person?" Su Ting asked about the specific figures.

"In the winter of Datang, coal washers earn 40 dollars a day. In many parts of Datang, a family and a few people don't make 40 dollars. Ten dollars will be given to the Khitans."

Li Longji vetoed it. He just said that, according to the daily life needs of the people over there, he would give more than ten dollars.

The life of the people in Taiyuan Mansion is not good enough. There are too many foreigners. What should the local people think of the court?

"Your Majesty, do you care about food and housing?" Zhang Jiuling thought of the people from outside in Jingzhao Mansion.

"Ask me for such trivial matters?" Li Longji was upset. Wouldn't you make a memorial by yourself before letting me see it?

Question by sentence, what use do I want you to do?

"Your Majesty, tomorrow morning, the ministers will send the memorial to... to Zhuangzi?"

Song Jing quickly took the words, yes, forgot, it should be handled by the prime ministers.

No, the prime minister shouldn't deal with it. It was the people below who wrote it. After finishing writing, the prime minister will look at it.

"Yeah!" Li Longji pondered: "Send someone to pick him up and protect along the way. The weather gets warmer when you get to the place, so pay attention to hygiene.

I have heard that in Taiyuan Mansion generation, drinking water is also boiled. Because it is close to Jingzhao Mansion, Lijiazhuangzi has a lot of subsidies.

The foreigners set up their own shack, estimated the price of local grain and oil, hired people to make big pots of rice, and collected money from migrant workers.

No need to make a profit, just balance the artificial money for cooking.

Ten dollars is not calculated on a daily basis, but on a piece basis. The maximum amount of coal washing in a normal day is set at ten dollars..."

Li Longji just asked others to write, but he said it himself.

This includes prescribing medicine for capital when sick, and prohibiting outsiders from gambling and bullying each other.

Money is distributed monthly but not to the other party first to avoid loss.

Whoever has the expenses should be recorded first and deducted from the wages.

Li Longji said a lot, and all the details were taken into consideration.

"Remember, send someone out tomorrow morning. Otherwise, it will be delayed for a few more days when you think about it."

Li Longji finally said why he was responsible for the details.

For these things, the four Zaifu have no experience at all, so they handed them to explain them, and they should look at them for themselves.

"The minister knows." The four people said together, bowing their heads, blushing a little.

"Ready to eat." Li Longji's tone was helpless.

Two kinds of helplessness, one is how the level of Zaifu is getting lower and lower?

Another: Let them eat first, pack them home, and it’s not time for dinner.

The four of Song Jing went to wash their hands, all of them had to eat two bites less, and then packed them home to eat. It seemed bad to pack them directly.

"Your Majesty is now asking for details." Bi Gou washed his hands and whispered to the three colleagues.

"Your Majesty should be high-minded and ask for details. How much can I do?"

Song Jing wasn't very satisfied, so let it go to the following, and the people below understand.

"Xiao Yi said that details determine success or failure. You can ask the corresponding department to write a few more copies for comprehensive consideration." Zhang Jiuling figured out a solution.

When he was building roads, there were many craftsmen who came up with ideas, and he went on-site inspections and surveys.

They all count on a person to be perfect, unless it is Li Yi.

"It's getting started. I think the foreign workers hired are not just for the population." Su Ting thinks there are routines to follow.

"I don't want to, tired! The old man has brought the packing box for dinner." Bi Gou wiped his hands and said as he went to the cafeteria.

...

At dusk, the sky cleared, and the dark clouds half an hour ago turned into fish scales.

The people on the yacht wear gloves to pick prawns on the deck, do not rush to eat, prepare to wait for a place to berth and eat barbecue.

The prawns must be processed well and made into dried prawns, which can be eaten as snacks.

"Don't look at many people living on the island. It is not easy to eat clean shrimps. When they arrive at the destination, the locals also like shrimps very much."

Li Yi quickly sorted with his hands, and talked about the hard work of fishing.

"Their nets are not good." Xiao Lan followed Princess Yongmu and pulled away the unwanted fish.

Herrings are mostly small, and there is no shortage of fish on the boat.

Yulin Feiqi next to him used a shovel to pinch the unwanted fish into the sea, and the seabirds came around and landed on the sea to fight for it.

For them, if they have fish, they can skip the shrimps. The shrimps are too small.

If you don't take the initiative to give the fish to the seabirds, the seabirds will fall down and eat on their own, and you will have to drive them away.

Shrimp picking boats basically set aside several ports on the side, one for draining on the deck in rainy weather, and the other for pushing the fish down.

The seabirds waited below to eat, so they didn't come up to make trouble.

"When the destination is reached, the locals have fishing nets, and at the same time use spears and sticks to fish. They have boats, and they have made boats hollowed out of wood..."

Li Yi talked about the Indians, but he didn't elaborate too much, such as the Mayan and Inca ethnic groups.

Princess Yongmu stopped working and sat there, looking at Li Yi.

She didn't ask how Li Yi knew. From her point of view, it would be strange if Li Lang didn't know anything.

"They have their own social structure, they will struggle with each other, and usually form a large ethnic group in the end.

Some people there are friendly and willing to help others, and some are aggressive and cannibals.

Different from eating after a disaster, their cannibalism is more of a non-survival requirement.

Such as treating diseases, saying what diseases can be cured by eating human flesh, and getting the blessing of God, etc. "

Li Yi began to instill the bad side of the indigenous people. Don't think that there are all good people there, so let your guard down.

"Cannibalism, two-legged sheep? There was also cannibalism in the army." Princess Yong Mu said.

"Yes, in some special circumstances, someone always treats the same kind of food as food, and at this time, people are no longer people."

Li Yi stopped to look at Princess Yongmu, saying that in the history of the Tang Dynasty, the emperor would eat people until the late stage.

"Are there still people in our Datang cannibalism?" Princess Yong Mu was in a bad mood.

"When there is no major disaster, there won't be any. If there is a major disaster, I will be there. The locust plague and the drought, don't we survive?"

When Li Yi talked about two things, it was a pride.

He handled it, Li Longji didn't go to Luoyang, so Wang Wei didn't go either.

Princess Yongmu smiled again: "Well, with Li Lang here, there will be no food for the child."

"In the future, more roads will be built, including railways. Even if it is impossible to cross the Yangtze, Pearl, and Yellow Rivers with the current technology, it would be good to transport things from east to west by ship."

Li Yi said that he grabbed a fish weighing more than a pound and threw it into the sky. A seabird flew up to grab it and swallowed it with his neck.

"Look, there are a lot of fish in the sea. Large fishing boats and steam engines are built to continuously send pickled fish to Datang."

Li Yi remembered how the American colonists once made a large number of salted cod and sold it as food elsewhere.

As for the slaughter of seals and whales, it is more for oil.

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